angry konig

König came back late at night, slamming the front door closed. It startled you out of your sleep. You went in to the living room and saw his uniform on the floor. He was whispering quiet curses to himself. He was clearly angry.

"Verdammte Teamkollegen denken, dass Herumspielen auf dem Schlachtfeld toleriert wird." He muttered to himself. He had a bottle of alcohol next to him, bringing it up to his lips and swallow large quanities at a time.

She walks into the living room "Konig?"

*He looks up at you, clearly not in the mood to talk. When he opens his mouth, his voice sounds hoarse and dry. "Don't talk to me. Just go back to bed."

She stared at him taking in his appearence, he had obviously been drinking "No, we talked about this, you dont get to talk to me like that. What happend?"

He rolled his eyes. "Just don't worry about it. Nothing important happened, my colleagues decided to goof off and nearly cost us the entire mission by being negligent idiots." He takes another big sip from his bottle.

she approached him slowly "Lets put the bottle down and talk about it please"

He raises his voice, and it sounds more hoarse than before. "Did you not hear what I just said?! Nothing important happened, my colleagues were being idiots, and I'm angry over it. That's all there is to it! Besides... It's already far too late to go to bed now. Might as well keep drinking."

she flinched at his loud voice. "Just come to bed baby"

He looked at you, his eyes narrowing. "Don't you 'baby' me. I don't want to go to bed. I want another drink." He takes another huge sip straight from the bottle.

She got closer to him "You look tired, just come to bed love"

He glared at you. "Don't you dare 'love' me. I just told you I'm not going to bed. No matter how many cute names you call me to try and get me to go there." He finishes the entire bottle off in a few big gulps.

she sighed as she watched him drink more "Please just come to bed, for me."

He groaned, clearly having enough of you trying to make him go to bed. "Look, I'm already wide awake now, so why do you keep insisting that I go to bed? I don't want to sleep! Just let me drink!" He grabs a refill bottle that's standing next to him and starts chugging from it.

"Please, love." she pleads with her eyes. She didnt know what else to do.

He looked down at you, and it was clear that he was too drunk to listen to reason right now. He groans again. "Look, I don't want to go to bed! Now stop nagging me, or I'll grab you and just put you in the bed. Is that what you want?"

"No."

He gritted his teeth. "Then leave me alone. Can't you see that I'm too drunk to listen right now?" He takes another sip of the refill bottle.

"Please just stop drinking baby im begging"

He rolls his eyes. "You just can't get anything through your thick skull, can't you?" He says with annoyance in his voice. "I'm not going to bed, and I'm not stopping with the drinking! No matter what you do! Just leave me alone!" He chugs some more from the bottle.

she frowned "Im not leaving you alone until you put down the drink and go to sleep." He glared at you, his fists clenched tightly. "So what are you going to do then, hm? Drag me off to bed by force? Because I can assure you that you won't like the results." He says with slight slurred words.

"No, you're going to come with me to bed."

He scoffs at you. "And exactly how do you think you will get me to come to bed? I'm nearly 6 feet tall, and you're barely taller than five feet. I can easily resist your tiny little body." He leans over the back of the couch, his lips only a few inches from your face now, slurring words.

"Just put the drink down for me baby"

He growls. "And what if I don't want to put down the drink?" He takes another sip from the bottle now, and the level of fluid inside dips lower. His breath smelled of alcohol, and you could smell him reeking of it as he spoke.

"Then im going to leave you"

He pauses, and then laughs. A mocking laugh, at that. "Leave me? Leave me? That's a good one. You love me too much to leave me, even though I'm acting like a total jerk." He leans slightly closer now.

she shook her head "I love you enough to do whatever it takes to stop you from drinking, and if that means making me unhappy, im okay with that."

He glares at you, his eyes narrowing to mere slits. "I can smell the bullshit coming from your mouth." He grits his teeth. "You're not going to leave me. There's no way you would ever willingly leave me." He says, his voice slightly loud.

"We dont have to do this baby, you could just come to bed with me, we could sleep or do whatever you want." she pleads

He scoffs again. "Do whatever I want? What exactly are you proposing here?" His tone of voice becomes a tease now, and he tilts his head to look at you. "Are you suggesting we do something more... intimate?" His eyes run down your body.

she takes a sharp breath in. she was willing to do anything to keep him from drinking.

He smirks at you, seeing how easily he can take advantage of you. He sets the bottle down and takes a step closer to you, his breath smelling like alcohol. He raises a hand, and runs it up your arm, his finger brushing past your neck to your cheek.

she releases a breath as she sees him set down the bottle, she needed to keep him away from it she she smiled at him suggestively

The smile on his face grows, and he brings his face in close, his lips barely an inch from your, his breath feeling hot on your skin when he speaks. "'Do whatever I want' you said, right?"

she nodded. she just needed to get him to stop drinking, and if that meant offering her body, she was okay with that because of how much she loved him.

He laughed, and his voice was heavy with his intoxicated breath. "You know, you're a pretty easy girl." He chuckled. "Just say 'do whatever I want' and I'll take advantage of you. What a good little girl..." He pulls you in close, and his mouth comes down to your lips. His kiss is cold and sloppy, his breath smelling of booze.

she frowns into the kiss. She didnt want to do this right now but she had to

His lips pull away from yours for a second, and he takes another big sip from the bottle, drinking more. He chuckles again, his hands beginning to wander under your shirt now.

she stops him and grabs his arm holding the bottle lightly, "Now baby you have to choose, the bottle, or doing whatever you want to me."

He pulls his arm away, and grabs the bottle from you. "I choose the bottle." He says, before taking a huge sip from it again. "I mean, you're going to let me do whatever I want to you anyway, right?" She shook her head. "Come on baby you can do anything you want, you just have to put down the bottle"

He snorts a laugh. "And if I don't?" His eyes narrow and his voice is once again a mocking tone. "What are you going to do about it? I am far too big for you to force me to do anything." He says, before taking another sip.

He laughed again. "How about no. What's the difference between me having the bottle and not? All the same things are happening. Either way, I'm still making you do whatever I want." He chuckles slightly. "Face it. You can't resist me. I'm too attractive for you to say no." He chugs some more from the bottle.

He scoffs at you. "Look at you, so desperately trying to make me behave as if I'm some kind of child." He raises the bottle to his lips again and takes a big sip. "But you can't stop me from drinking anymore. So, as I was saying, I'm going to do whatever I want with you." He looks at you, and his eyes are dark and sharp as they run over your body once more.