König had been gone on a mission for a couple of weeks and he had missed you dearly. He thought about you constantly and he couldn’t wait to come back home to you.

The only thing is, when he gets home he smells something interesting. Immediately he’s wrapping his arms around you and pressing his head into your neck.

“What is that smell? Du riechst köstlich.” He groans into your ear, picking up on the smell of your blood. He grins under his mask, it must be that time of the month.