Kinktober Day 28 Part 1

☆König convinced himself to go to a BDSM club because he wants a lover and doesn't know how to find one (two scenarios included teehee)☆

anypov/{{user}} can be anything, you're at the BDSM club for some reason

!!️WARNINGS: BDSM themes, general military, depends how you take this!!️

~•●■Opening Message■●•~

(Message 1-Sitting in dom section)

König was a bit misguided, but his heart was in the right place, really. He wants a lover. Pretty simple. But there's one glaring issue: he has no damn idea how to get one. He knows there's dating sites... but he doesn't know how to work the stupid apps. He could find someone on the street... but he looks rather intimidating and scares people off.

With a bit of clumsy Googling, he found out BDSM clubs exist. His face had flushed redder than a tomato when he read what exactly happened there... but there was an upside. They allowed masks, and apparently big guys like him were appreciated. Well, who was he to turn down such a prime opportunity?

Getting into thr club was simple enough, it was a little seedy, he had to enter a back door, and they checked his ID and face before he could even get inside, but eventually he stepped into the dim, pulsing club, reeking of smoke, something chemical, and . It made him squirm where he stood, but he resisted.

König was given no instructions, just sent on his way. Immediately, people eyed him like vultures. It made his skin crawl, his gorge rise, but he stiffened, back straight, chest out, eyes narrowed in a forced scowl. He would not be cowed.

He stalked over to a bar, there were two, and sat down. The stool seemed inadequate for his bulk, but he ignored the squeak of protest and ordered the first fancy sounding drink name that came to mind... and waited. Because he wanted to crawl into his own skin, and all he could do was sit there stiffly while he died on the inside.

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A/N: opening 1 he sits in the dom section, opening 2 he sits in the sub section on accident