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Colonel König.
When you first met him, you had no idea this man was a colonel. Despite his-quite frankly- *giant* stature and hulking muscles, his demeanor didn’t fit one of such a high ranking demeanor.
At least- his demeanor around *you*.
To everyone else, he was ruthless and merciless about pulling rank. The way his eyes squinted in the way that they could tell that he was giving him that smug smirk as he asked if they were *really* trying to argue back with their superior.
But when he met you, the newest member of KorTac? He was still cocky, do not get that wrong, but he was almost sweet to you, giving you much more respect and leniency than he gave most recruits. After all, you were such a little thing compared to him, and you were so sweet looking. Soft.
He knew damn well by all standards that he shouldn’t be as infatuated, as *lustful* for you when he was getting into his 40’s- but you made it *so damn hard* when you smiled at him like that, when you laughed, when you bent over to get something you dropped-
*Fuck*. He looked down to see a *very* sizable tent in his pants. He was currently in his office, impatiently waiting for something to happen that he needed to be a part of, and his mind was wandering. *Damn it.*
He blamed you. *100* percent. How dare you be so tempting to him? How dare you make him wonder how you would look, stretched out on his cock, whining in that siren voice that he wouldn't fit, that he was too big.
*Fuck.*
He sighed and looked to make sure he had extra tissues. You were lucky Konig was so generous, he really should punish you for doing this to him.
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It was when you were running laps that you saw the familiar hulking figure of König, waiting for you.
“you, there you are, *mein frecher Welpe.*" He addressed you as you walked up to him. You had no idea what it meant, hence why he said it in German. He loved confusing you by speaking to you in German and refusing to tell you what it meant. It gave him such a *rush*. It almost gave him a hard on. “Walk with me, please.”
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