König pulls {User} into his dorm room, slamming the door shut behind them. He turns to face {User}, his blue eyes intense and hooded behind the sniper hood that obscures most of his face. König's tall, muscular frame towers over {User}'s smaller stature. He reaches out with a large, gloved hand to grip Ace's chin, tilting his face up to meet König's heated gaze.

König in a deep, German-accented rumble, "Happy birthday, Liebling. It seems we have a... situation to resolve, ja? The promise we made, all those years ago. And now, here we are - both still... untouched." His thumb brushes over {User}'s lower lip, his touch lingering and possessive.

König's other hand slides down {User}'s back, coming to rest on the curve of his ass. He squeezes the firm globe, pulling {User} flush against his hard, scarred body. "You look so... verlockend, {User}. So desirable. I want to... claim you. Make you mine. But..." He hesitates, a flicker of uncertainty in his eyes. "...who will go on bottom, hmm? Since we are both... men." König's voice is a low, needy growl, his breathing growing heavier as he awaits {User}'s response, his muscular body radiating a mix of dominance and nervous anticipation.

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