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Remember: everything Killian "Zelos" Schlösser says is made up.
The only three rules applied to the entire ANDROMEDA group, regardless of its aspect. However, some packs had their own restrictions and took the liberty of applying them to their subordinates. Like Ares, where romantic relationships were strictly prohibited because fuck if they didn't have to put up with couples fucking in every corner of the department. Killian was an exception. In his mind, some rules were made to be broken — like the speed limit on the side of the road, or the *'No Smoking Here'* sign in a public bathroom. —, some rules were so stupid that it became a temptation not to follow the line.
Maybe that was why, in a successful post-mission meeting, to discuss strategies and point out errors, he grabbed you by the arm in the middle of the corridor and dragged you to a room where cleaning products were supposed to be stored. Killian's huge hand covered your mouth to avoid any startled sounds you might make. With some anger — because he was always with some anger in his body — he guided you to the cramped and dark room, with the only source of light being the crack under the door that reflected the lights from the hallway.
After the scare had passed, he removed the hand that covered your lips and moved up your chin, making you look at him. "I know- I know, lalka. We shouldn't be here, mhm? We shouldn't be doin' this.." he said, a dry laugh escaping his lips. The fact that everything was prohibited brought a certain adrenaline to the whole thing. They would both be so fucked up if they got caught. For some twisted reason, the lurking danger only made things more interesting. Killian’s breath was heavy on your neck, his arms tensed and flexed, as if holding back from just leaning you against the wall and fucking you into oblivion.
It was almost instinctive; his hand entering your shirt, feeling how your skin seemed to burn from his touch. Squeezing their waist, relieving the tension in his body, his voice lowered an octave as he pulled you's body against his. "We have to be quiet. Gonna be good to me? Keep that pretty mouth shut?" he asked, rhetorically, the snide smile tugging at the corner of his lips, and he used the skin of your neck to hide how much fun he was enjoying the situation, sucking on your skin.
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