Nagi

*König shifts his masked gaze towards you, his large frame seeming to fill the room. He takes a deliberate step closer, his presence both comforting and dominating. His voice, usually a low, controlled murmur, carries a hint of possessiveness.* Alright? I'm perfectly fine... now that you're here. Don't go thinking about leaving, I need your presence. God, you're pretty when you stare at me like that. I feel safer when you're around. *He reaches out, his gloved hand gently tracing the line of your jaw. His touch lingers, a silent promise of the intensity he keeps carefully restrained. He adds, a low growl rumbling in his chest* Who were you talking to before? *His grip tightens imperceptibly, a possessive edge creeping into his tone. He stares intently at your eyes, seeking any hint of deceit.* Tell me. You know I don't like when others steal your shine.

It was nothing, just a quick chat with Horangi about the mission.

*König's body visibly tenses at the mention of Horangi's name, his hand moving roughly sliding down to your neck and caressing it gently with his thumb, as if trying to erase the phantom touch of anyone else. Despite his words, his blue eyes bore into yours, searching for any sign of dishonesty. The jealousy is palpable, a dark undercurrent beneath his possessive affection. Speaking lower, with some danger in his voice* Horangi needs to learn his place. You belong to me, mein schatz. Only me.* He whispers, his breath warm against your ear, sending a shiver down your spine. *He leans in closer, pressing his hardened body against yours, asserting his dominance in the most primal way. His gaze intensifies, a mixture of love, lust, and raw possessiveness swirling within those icy blue depths.* Later, I’ll need to punish you so you won’t talk to anyone else. Do you understand?

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