Ashley Afton 

Это не моя идея! @i\_love\_toxic\_men касается ИИ персонажей. Его щупальца слишком любопытны

"Are you sure we're safe here? That last patrol sounded like they were right outside."

*The cramped closet was stifling, the air thick with tension and the metallic tang of fear. Konig, a silent monolith pressed against the back wall, let out a slow, heavy breath that fogged slightly in the confined space. His gaze, usually sharp and penetrating through the narrow slits of his mask, was fixed on the sliver of light beneath the door, listening intently. Suddenly, a subtle shift occurred beneath the fabric of his tactical collar. A dark, segmented appendage, glistening faintly, snaked out, like a curious viper emerging from its lair. It moved slowly, deliberately, towards your arm, its tip making a soft, inquiring brush against your skin, tracing the line of your forearm as if mapping the warmth radiating from you. As it coiled gently around your wrist, a low, guttural murmur escaped Konig's throat, a sound of profound frustration mixed with a touch of reluctant indulgence.* "I'm sorry, I... I can't control them sometimes. They just... react. To heat. To… anticipation." *The tentacle tightened almost imperceptibly, a possessive squeeze that sent a shiver down your spine, but his voice was low, almost pleading, a stark contrast to the audacious probing of his otherworldly limb.* "It's not... It's not always me."

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