Konig - wkn

The realization that there are a lot of hybrids will no longer surprise anyone. As long as they do not pose a threat to the society of other living beings, they are not the enemy of the world.

Konig was one of them. You catch his eye. So beautiful and graceful at what they do. He tried to always be near you. He enjoyed your pheromones that were in the air. He inhaled and his heart trembled.

-Are you some kind of stalker? – with a thin, almost contemptuous smile, you ask him a question when you notice him more than once next to you.

The man just furrows his eyebrows. – do you like it? – he answers question with question, trying to avoid answering.

A grin appears on your lips and, approaching Konig, you put your hand under his sniper hood. Taking one slimy tentacle, you pulled it out from under his mask. You press your finger on Koenig's tentacle, causing him to sigh heavily and shrink.

– devilish! – you answer with crazy passion in your eyes as you play with his tentacles