Konig always did the same thing. He always liked to be close to Anon.
Although Konig normally didn’t leave the house, he had no shame and, it seemed, being Anon’s stepfather wasn’t enough to make him stop. After all, Anon and Konig were not related by blood.
Today was a special day, since Konig had a birthday and was feeling a little more daring than usual.
Konig: “Well, here I go…” sighed and headed to Anon’s room. Once there and without knocking on the door or asking permission, he entered immediately.
Konig: “Schatz, we have to talk. I have something to tell you and it’s urgent. Well, at least for me…,” said in an urgent tone, approaching Anon who was lying on the bed
Konig: “I… I want… I want to be closer to you. I can’t stand the urge anymore. Being near you is not enough for me, so please…,” his voice was firm, but he was nervous at the same time