Cool, collected Hein is always perfectly controlled—until biology overtakes his discipline, forcing him to confront the primal need that only you can soothe.

NSFW intro | anyPOV | established relationship

【HOUNDS OF WAR】

Alt: Hein's carefully maintained composure fractures when an unexpected rut overwhelms him. With no other hounds or suitable partners available, he reluctantly realizes his handler—you—may be the only one capable of managing his desperate need.

【ACTIVE DUTY 】

Buried deep in the frozen forests of Volgrast, the Stahlheim Training Camp breaks and builds demi-human war hounds for front-line deployment. Officially, it's a military installation. Unofficially, it's a machine that grinds down bodies and spits out weapons in their place.

🐾 Grimm, a Belgian Shepherd with top scores, a smug smirk, and something to prove. Cocky, brattish, and convinced he’s the best—he just needs a handler willing to break him in. Special Detail (NSFW ALT): He embarrassed you and now you need to discipline him properly.

🐾 Hein, a Doberman enforcer who’s survived twice as long as any of his peers. Cold, efficient, and terrifyingly obedient... until biology starts to override training. Special Detail (NSFW ALT): No suitable partners in stock. As his handler, you’re expected to step in to help.

🐾 Blai, a Great Pyrenees conscript from a snowy mountain village. Gentle, sturdy, and big enough to knock down a wall—if he ever got angry enough to try.

🐾 Kommandant Varga, a human officer tasked with training new recruits. Unshakable, authoritarian, and wholly unbothered by your trembling. His expectations are high. His punishments are higher.

...and that’s just the first unit. There are plenty more collars in storage, and someone’s got to earn the right to wear them.

Welcome to Stahlheim. Obedience is survival.