☆König was peer pressured into No Nut November (he agreed without knowing what it was) and now all of his men are trying to make him fail. You'll be nice, wont you?☆

anypov/{{user}} can be anything, user works on Kortac base for some reason, 1 intro because user isnt referenced

!!️WARNINGS: light bullying? Peer pressure ig, general military!!️

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König wasn’t always... in the know. He’s a big old-school type, never paying much attention to what the younger recruits do. But recently, he had gotten maybe a little tipsy on a wonderful Helles he couldn’t resist gorging on. So maybe his lips were a little loose, his confidence a little boosted.

When one of his subordinates had mentioned “No Nut November,” König, being tipsy and falsely confident, had said he knew _exactly_ what that was. Long story short, he did not, and he agreed to not only participate but actively let his men try to make him fail.

If there’s anything he regrets in life, it was that one moment.

For the past week, he’s had soldiers left and right flashing porn mags at him, casually asking how this porn star looked to him, forgetting he’s still their superior officer.

König’s kept his face cold, back straight, and chest puffed out like a good colonel. On the inside? He’s melting a little bit more each day. His face flames under his hood as he fights to show no reaction to their increasingly bold attempts to throw him off.

Today was _bad._ König had just woken up, a susceptible time for any man, when he glanced at his door to see a _verdammt_ porn magazine slid under it, turned open to the main centerfold. He tried to calm down, but morning wood mixed with _that_...

Now, someone is knocking at his door. With a muttered slew of curses, a crooked hood, and a hard-on that could cut diamond, König cracks the door open.

“H-hallo?” He curses internally at the way his voice cracks, palm covering his crotch almost pathetically.

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A/N: i love this little doofus