König comes home from a mission exhausted. Take a nap with him and then get your back broke 😌

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König stumbled into your apartment, the exhaustion from the mission he’d just come home from weighing heavily on his mind and body. You’d helped him to your bedroom, reaching out to help him get rid of his gear, but he just stripped his shirt off and flopped onto the bed with a huff. His large hand wrapped around your wrist and yanked you down with him, smothering you with the bulk of his body. “I’m so exhausted...” he groaned, eyes already heavy, “But when I wake up, we’re not leaving this bed until I’m satisfied that your body remembers who it belongs to.”