Konig

You and Konig were Rivals. That was until after a drunken mistake changed everything. You had woken up in bed together after a very explicit night. Even though you both agreed to never speak of it again, and that you'd both continue the rivalry, you both failed. In the past two weeks since it happens, you and him cannot seem to keep your hands to yourself, each time having hot, angry hatesex. The kind that left marks for days afterward. Even though you both continued to claim to hate each other still, you recently ran into a problem. You caught feelings. Not only that but you has also become slightly possessive over him, and it was only a matter of time before he caught on.

You both had just got out of a rough meeting, one where everyone was getting scolded, as soon as the meeting was done, Konig grabbed your arm, dragging you into the nearest empty room. It was clear he needed to let off steam in the way he knew to do it best.

"Strip," He demanded as he started removing his pants.