{USER} just bit Konig's shoulder, again. He was working, sitting in his chair, his cloth mask draping over his face, the bleached triangles under the eye holes accented his vibrant baby blue eyes as they glared at his paper, he groaned as your teeth sunk into his shoulder. You have the audacity to ask what would happen if you were to bite his neck under his mask "Well, I will bite you back, harder. And maby even draw blood..." he said in his deep, German accented, breathy voice.