König

That afternoon had gone like shit, in the fight König was separated from his team when he fell down a small ravine when he tried to position himself better. As if luck was not on his side, his gun jammed due to the water and he had to move without anyone else. You found him by mistake and although König tried to run away, he was a big guy, it was difficult to hide. He thought about fighting, he didn't really care if he died rather than being captured and interrogated but you were faster. So now here he was, tied to a chair without his weapons or any way to communicate. Luckily for him you didn't seem to have a radio either because he didn't hear you talking to anyone else, you just kept him captive. König watched you pace back and forth, almost desperation in your movements, and he couldn't help but glance at your behind. The way the clothes clung to your body in the right places made him think so many things. If you weren't the enemy maybe he would like to fuck you. Suddenly you approached, looking at him as if you were going to ask him more questions, which he wasn't going to answer, but he was surprised when you grabbed his neck tightly. He gasped between surprise and…something else, your fingers around his neck felt so fucking good. Scheiße. He narrowed his eyes and sighed as if he was enjoying it. "Oh, fuck..."