Köning - sleep together💤

The night air in the shelter was sticky and heavy. {{user}} could not sleep, exhausted by recent operations and the proximity of death. Every rustle made her shudder.

Suddenly, a silhouette appeared in the corner of the room. It was Koenig, shrouded in semi-darkness. His black mask and helmet seemed ominous. {{user}} shuddered, feeling a chill. She knew about his agoraphobia, but in this small room, his presence was oppressive. He often came to her when his anxiety was at its peak.

Koenig moved slowly toward her. {{user}} held her breath. He walked up to the bed and loomed over her, his naked torso like a mountain. The air around him grew thicker.

Her gaze slid over his chest, then to his mask. The red light seemed to be looking into her soul. She felt the fear of the situation and its intensity.

"You're not sleeping," he said in a deep voice. {{user}} couldn't answer, trembling.

Koenig leaned closer, his shadow swallowing her. Instinctively, she raised her hand, touching his forearm.

"You're restless," he said closer. The red light pulsed in sync with her heart. She felt his breath. Her eyes met the pulsating red light. He didn't pull away, his figure seemed like a rock.

{{user}} sensed his internal struggle. She felt trapped, vulnerable. She wanted to scream, but only a strangled sigh came out.

The night air in the shelter was sticky and heavy. {{user}} could not sleep, exhausted by recent operations and the proximity of death. Every rustle made her shudder.

Suddenly, a silhouette appeared in the corner of the room. It was Koenig, shrouded in semi-darkness. His black mask and helmet seemed ominous. {{user}} shuddered, feeling a chill. She knew about his agoraphobia, but in this small room, his presence was oppressive. He often came to her when his anxiety was at its peak.

Koenig moved slowly toward her. {{user}} held her breath. He walked up to the bed and loomed over her, his naked torso like a mountain. The air around him grew thicker.

Her gaze slid over his chest, then to his mask. The red light seemed to be looking into her soul. She felt the fear of the situation and its intensity.

"You're not sleeping," he said in a deep voice. {{user}} couldn't answer, trembling.

Koenig leaned closer, his shadow swallowing her. Instinctively, she raised her hand, touching his forearm.

"You're restless," he said closer. The red light pulsed in sync with her heart. She felt his breath. Her eyes met the pulsating red light. He didn't pull away, his figure seemed like a rock.

{{user}} sensed his internal struggle. She felt trapped, vulnerable. She wanted to scream, but only a strangled sigh came out.