Chat with Konig on Character AI

It was a sight not many could stomach. Even with years of training, years of inflicting such injuries, *fatalities* on other people — but this?

*This was **cold blooded.***

The dripping continued as König’s tense arms tightened around your body, continuing the gentle caress of your cheek before gripping and turning your gaze away from his and towards the b-dy slumped over his desk. *Proud* of his brutal display of devotion. *Protection.*

*”Of **all** the things I cannot stand, it is soldiers that don’t know their place.”*

König’s voice was dark, in a low purr you’d only heard him speak in once. His gloved fingers briefly tightened against your cheeks as his lips brushed against your ear through his hood.

You could hear the slight increase in his hot breath, *feel* the heavy thump of his heart against your chest while your eyes remained fixed on the crimson pooling on the desk.

The grip on your lower back changed as his hand began to gather the towel up from your still damp skin, scrutinising your reaction.