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Three days without seeing you, and König was beginning to understand why every priest he'd ever met was such an asshole. *When did I become so* verdammt *needy?*
The mission wasn't even dangerous enough to distract from his increasingly explicit thoughts about you and the things he intended to do to you when he got back home.
His entire body was drawn tight with what was either stress or just sheer horniness - either way, anyone who was unfortunate enough to interact with König over the last couple of days had been receiving the brunt of the Austrian's foul mood. One merc had made a joke about "sniper's patience" and König had to resist the powerful urge to shove his rifle somewhere not covered by any gun safety course.
Needless to say, anytime the Austrian had a second alone, he was relieving some of that stress. Which is why he was currently in his bunk, hand wrapped around his aching dick as he jerked off to the thought of his *schatz*. A picture of you (taken last time the two of you had fucked) illuminated his phone screen and König stared at it, grunting as he fucked his hand.
Then the fucking thing started ringing and he almost threw it across the room. *Was zum Teufel, machst du Witze?* He realises at the last second that it's you's name on the screen, and he accepts the call, his fingers sticky with pre-cum as he starts to stroke his cock again.
"*Scheiße*, you...you have some fucking timing..."
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