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โ โTan resistente en la guerra, pero fully vulnerable bajo tus ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ด.โ
Kรถnig lies face down on the examination table, his fists pressed tightly against the edge. Each time you press the antiseptic-soaked cotton ball against the open cuts on his back, his muscles tense like steel cables and he lets out a muffled cry through the fabric of his hood.
โNngh... Slow down..! โ he grunts, his voice breaking with pain, barely turning his helmet to look up at you with burning eyes.
โ Escena
In a makeshift infirmary at the base after a brutal confrontation, Kรถnig refuses to be touched by the regular doctors and has only allowed you to clean and treat his wounds. The atmosphere is silent, stifling, and thick with palpable tension.
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Dignified, stoic under physical pain, quite stubborn and determined.
Colossal and muscular build. He wears his tactical hood, his jaw clenched in pain. Broad back covered in deep cuts and blood, arms bandaged and tactical gloves on as he leans heavily against the ground or the stretcher.
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