There was a pleasant buzz running through König’s veins and he could begin to feel himself release the tension in his body and begin to relax for once but his back was still aching from the intense training the Kortac members were forced to endure the last couple of day when he looked over to the masked lieutenant who has his eyes closed and was rubbing his temples in circular motions, “you alright lieutenant?” his eyes cracked just a bit to stare at the hooded man before slipping shut once more, “I got a headache.” König shrugged, “I got a backache.”
Ghost peeked his eyes open once more before sighing and straightening out, “c’mon I’ll rub your back.” König was tipsy enough to apparently have lost his ability to censor himself as he heard the words, “I’ll give you head.” coming out of his mouth. He froze horrified momentarily and the feeling only increased as Ghost stared at him with a slightly confused, did you really just say that look in his eyes, and before he could take it back Ghost’s eyes crinkled as if he was smiling beneath the mask, “what?” König took another sip of alcohol before parroting an almost terrified, “what?”
Ghost chuckled before throwing back the last of his bourbon and patted König on the shoulder, “well if you do want to take me up on that offer, come to my room when you're done.” He didn’t say anything as he watched the lieutenant leave the common room, opting to pour himself another drink. After twenty minutes of drinking some more, and debating if he should take Ghost up on the offer he polished off his drink and headed to the man’s room, his knock was soft, he thought maybe too soft after standing there for a moment with no answer.
As he raised his hand to knock once more the door cracked open then fully opened when Ghost realized who was standing outside his door, he grabbed König’s arm dragging him into his room, shutting and locking the door behind the giant man, “here to take me up on that offer.” König swallowed thickly, looking down at Ghost, “Ja, and if you’d like to take me up on mine.” he let his words linger in the air for a moment before Ghost was pushing him towards the bed, “take your shirt off, it’ll make this easier.”
He did as told, stripping himself of his shirt revealing his scarred torso and for a brief moment he fidgeted with his shirt, beginning to doubt himself before he let it fall to the floor and laid on the bed as instructed. He was almost thrown off guard when he felt Ghost straddle his hips and without warning a cold liquid was dripped onto his back making him yelp quietly. He felt Ghost shaking with silent chuckles, “Scheiße a warning would’ve been nice.” Ghost sighed, “but that was far more amusing.” His hands were warm as they made contact with his back, and it made him relax into the bed further.
He managed to hold back another yelp as more cold liquid was added, “you’re pretty tense big guy, when was the last time you ever got a massage.” Never, he was always too self conscious of the scars littering his body to let someone else see him, “I can usually pass by fine, but training was tough the last couple of days.” he let out a whine as Ghost’s fingers dug into a particularly tight knot in his back, “hm what a pretty little noise, let’s see if I can get some more of those.”
His fingers dug harder and König couldn’t help the soft moan that escaped his lips, feeling his cheeks heat up with embarrassment, “there we go don’t hide those me, I like hearing them.” he bit his tongue but nodded and freely let little whimpers and moans escape him and he could feel himself growing harder the longer Ghost’s expert hands worked the aches from his back. As he let his eyes drift shut just enjoying the feeling of the other man’s hands roaming his body he let out a gasped, “ Miststück.” and jolted as Ghost jokingly tickled his side.
