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burstinn · 6 months

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Eldritch Octo! König x Male reader

I want an x male reader with eldritch König. I always find x female :(( so I made one for myself.

Can be read as Gn! reader but targeted audience is male or people with he/ him or he/ they

Warning: Translated German, Non-con?, Forceful relationship/ toxic relationship.

Striking and sliding your legs out of the wreckage of your teams ship. Coughing out blood and sea water as you suck in a breath.

Burying your head in the sand of an island you managed to get onto.

The sand was cold. So was the air. You were cold. You turn your body to look at the wreckage or what's left of the wreck. A few scraps float to the island you sat on.

There were no other survivors or none you could see. You didn't even know why and how this happened.

You were just down at the docks then you heard an alarm go off making you sprint upstairs to the main deck. Seeing the panic and screams of your team running around.

You tried to ask what's happening but no one answers. All to consumed with whatever happened to make them panic this hard. They we're all scrambling around. You could hear some Shooting rounds some shouting orders others running past you to get downstairs.

Then everything went blank you couldn't remember what else happened. Just a loud bang and you wake up floating on some scrap then you saw this island. You must've passed out. It's a miracle your even alive I mean you were unconscious the whole time.

Did an enemy pull out a surprise attack? That could be possible. Was there something wrong with the ship? Also possible..

You let out deep shaky breaths. You were probably the only survivor on that ship. You tilt your head from side to side looking at this lone island you were in. Behind you looked almost like a jungle you couldn't see past the bushes and trees contributing to how it was night. It was eerie

Weird. It looked like a huge island. It could possibly fit a colony or small village. He couldn't remember seeing this on the map.. Is this an unmapped island?

You stay silent. That's odd...no sounds of animals not birds, not predators or prey hell not even crickets. How could an island be this big but no animals?

Your thoughts were cut short when you hear someone walk on the sand. You flinch swiftly tilting your body to see who it was an enemy? A teammate? A wild animal?..

You sit up. Wait.. That's not.. Right..

It's a 6'10 man walking towards you. Wearing military uniform? A hood hiding his whole face only showing his eyes.

"W-What the-"

You mumble out. Was there a search team already? Why was a lone military man in this island?

"Hello, schatz. I finally get to see you"

He spoke with an Austrian Accent. He spoke with familiarity like he knew you. But you didn't know him. You shakily stood up when he was close to you. Carefully balancing yourself and getting a position to run if this man tries anything.

"Wh-Where is your team? Where are the other soldiers? Who are you? Are you a search and rescue?"

You quickly asked narrowing you eyes in suspicion. Which only made the man before let out a gutteral laugh.

It made him smile seeing you look so strong and cautious even getting in position to sprint away from him. Adorable he doubts you'd even have the time to process what he would do before you could even start running.

"No no schatz, I'm not here to rescue you. I'm here to finally make you mine!"

The Man says normally a glint in his eye. Enthusiasm in his voice as he steps closer.

"Excuse me? This is no time to fucking joke- who the fuck are you?! I swear if I-"

"I'm König" he cuts you off, "there's no need to tell me your name I already know everything about you, bitte come here. Let me finally hold you"

You step back as the man.. Named König held out his arms expectantly waiting for you.

"What the fuck are you talking about?! No! Where are your soldiers?! W- How do we get out of this damn island?!"

You hiss. Screaming at König the hint of authority, anger and fear in your tone. Which made König's enthusiasm fall. He didn't like that tone you were giving him.

He hoped you'd be more submissive.. More cooperative with him. You can see under his mask, his mood shifts.. So did König's tone something more mocking, angry, sinister.

"Ruhige Schlampe, You don't leave the island. I won't allow you too meine liebe. You are confused, it's sad you don't remember what happened"

He responds. Chuckling as he doesn't waste no time to quickly walk over to you and grabbing your arm.

"Das ist traurig Schätzchen, it's okay I'll tell you. I destroyed your ship. I killed everyone. So I can finally have you."

König cooed in your ear. Placing his gloved hand in your cheek.

Your stood frozen.

Is this guy joking? There's no way- but he

"Nein, I am not joking. I can feel you are scared do not worry I will take care of you. I will keep you here in this island.. With me.. Forever"

König hummed as he wraps his arms around you. He just read your mind.. Just when you were about to open your mouth.. To scream, to tell him that this isn't some funny joke.

You felt something wriggling under König's mask. Then something wet and sticky hit your face then multiple wrapping around your face.

You let out a yelp being quickly muffled as you look down and see tendrils.. Octopus like tendrils wrapping your face.

After an agonizing moment of feeling wet slimy tentacles slink around your face some even going in your mouth.. And you felt something touch your lips.. This felt so uncomfortable.. It felt so.. Disgusting..

Then König pulls back leaving circle like marks on your face. You let out a sharp gasp you couldve pushed König but He was holding onto you. You couldn't even move.

"WHAT THE HELL?! WHAT WAS THAT?!? GET OFF ME GODDAMIT WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!"

You screamed so pathetically. It was music to König's ears he had dreamed of this day for so...so long. To hear you whine under him. To make you be his. He knew you'd put up a fight that's what he likes about you.. So strong, brave... He go on and on about why you even had the privilege to get his attention.

But he did this for you. Making an island and killing off anyone who'd get in König and your romance life. This was enough of a testament for his love for you. And you would understand it. You should be grateful.

He deserves you now that he'd shown his deep adoration for you! He'd make sure you will.

"Do not be scared schatz, we can be together of you just let me do this. Bleiben wir zusammen"

König pulls you closer to him. Burying your face in his chest muffling your protests even as you pushed and pulled away and at König he wouldn't budge. He didn't even care if your wet body soaks his clothes.

"You are cold yes Mein Mann?, do not fret I will make you a viable house you can live in"

He smiles under his mask. You could tell by the way König insanely looks down at you.

His arms around you felt crushing even as he forces you to lay at the sand with him.

"Is this island nice for you? I made it for you. nur für dich, let me keep you warm. You must be so tired."

Note: so like first post.. Nice.

But if I wrote something wrong or missed something about the German.. Tell..

And idk if I'm making part 2 I'm laaazzzyyy.

#konig x male reader #konig mw2 #konig x gn!reader #cod x male reader #call of duty x male reader #Eldritch König x male reader #könig x reader #könig mw2 #könig #könig x gn!reader #könig x male reader #x male reader #gay

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catmansquad · 6 months

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Eldritch!König

Headcanons galore for the troubled soul.

For as long as he remembered, he knew he wasn’t like other children.

His mother would wrap him up warm, a little scarf so that no-one could see the welts all over his lower face.

Their parents would whisper, and pull the children away from him.

His mother was loving and warm, but his father never showed him love. The man was cold and abusive. Calling him a freak with bloodshot eyes and the stench of alcohol on his breath.

Eventually his father revealed himself as violently homophobic. König’s attempt at exploration in his teen years ended in being beaten black and blue. His father called him a freak in more ways than one.

König was inevitably forced to confront the fact that he definitely wasn’t like other people. The man who spat venomous words was only his step-father. His mother conceded defeat when he stepped into the light to show his face. She told him that his father- his sire- was “exceptional” in all ways. A night of transcendental passion that defied all description.

At 35 years old, König stands over 7’ tall, and can lift a grown man single-handedly.

To say he is intimidating would be an awful understatement.

Until he met you, there was only one other man he trusted and loved deep enough to unmask himself. It was the deep and pure acceptance he’d always longed for. For a time, he had found someone he could trust absolutely.

When the townsfolk came with torches and petrol bombs, chanting of death to the “Abomination”, König was determined to fight, then to flee with his beloved. In the end, only he escaped the flames.

It takes him months of letting down his barriers and rejecting your attempts to see his face, before he finally agrees.

“Promise me, mein Schatz… P-promise me that you... Won’t scream…”

You had expected scarring, perhaps disfigurement.

“I promise, King, you’re handsome to me no matter how-“

You barely manage to choke back the shriek of horror, eyes blown wide as the sniper’s hood falls to his side, clutched tight in a fist.

His azure eyes are sad, sparkling with unshed emotions. All six of them. His nostrils are narrow, his frowning mouth barely visible beneath the many long, tentacles that now hang limp and still as he waits for you to reject him. To call him a freak. To run, screaming into the night, howling about a monster.

“That’s… N-not what I was expecting.”

His eyes flick up to meet yours, a soft gasp passes his lips. You don’t run, you step closer to him. Had reaching out, fascinated, until you stopped. “Can I touch them?”. He nods, slowly.

He shivers at the feel of your fingers brushing along one of his appendages, it twitches at the foreign contact. He slowly coaxes it into wrapping around your hand in return.

Kissing König is an experience. His huge hands cup your ass to support you against his chest, his tendrils wrap around your neck, across your shoulder and down your back, pulling you close against him. He kisses back with a ferocious desperation, a touch-starved, love-starved man who finally has acceptance once.

He has other secrets, too; of how his gloves conceal his dark, sharp nails and webbed fingers, of the faint, closed slits in his neck that hide gills, and of how the light never seems to sit quite right on his bare skin. It is as if the shadows of the night sky want to swallow him up.

You’d always let you imagination run wild, the first few times you’d slept with the hulking Colonel, the man who refused to show his face, but the moans and groans of your name from beneath the hood had been enough to sate you. Loving him for who he really was did not take much effort.

He loves you just as much. Perhaps, his love burns too hot. After what befell the last man who accepted him, König would do anything to keep you safe. To keep you his. Anything.

“Mein Liebe, mein Schatz… Mine…“

It’s common to wake up to find yourself hugged against his chest, eyes watching you sleep, a single tentacle stroking your cheek. Your dreams are stranger these days; of a ruined city beneath an eclipsed sun, and tattered yellow banners fluttering in dead winds.

You witnessed him deal with the last man who assaulted you; the mask shifted and one tentacle lashed out from beneath, wrapping around his neck and strangled him while König looked on with a ferocious growl in his chest.

At the Halloween party, König greeted you wrapped in golden silks and a white veil. He hugs you close, lavishing little kisses while spinning you on the spot and whispering sweet nothings in you ear. “I know who I am. What I am here for. Be my consort, by my side. Forever. We will rule this world made anew. You are worthy, dear one…”

Only then did you recognize what he meant. He was telling you who he was. His callsign, his robes of golden yellow silk, the yellow tears that stained his sniper hood. He’d always been telling you.

“Der gelbe König”.

The King in Yellow embraces you as the eye of the storm, lost in each other’s eyes, as the madness claims all else.

#cod könig #könig x male reader #eldritch König

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diejager · 6 months

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König

Reminder : My blog contains dark/yandere content and have 18+ fanfics, so MDNI with NSFW fics. I also do fluff and angst. All my works are fiction : I don’t own any of the characters I write for; there might be triggering subjects - please see the warnings before reading. None of the gifs or visuals I use in my fics are mine.

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Nav | CoD

[dark, fluff, yandere, nsfw(*), angst, request]

Saccharine and Monstrosity(*) | d,y

Pairing: Dark!Cthulhu König x fem!reader

He found something worth much more than gold and silver, and madness and corruption. He found a pretty little mermaid to brighten up his cold, dark home and care for. To love something he was created to hunt and kill; to care for something he watched from afar; to hold something so fragile between his many, many arms. It’s sinful pleasure, a blasphemous reunion, but he doesn’t care. He wants you, so he’ll have you.

Stepdad!könig & dbf!horangi* | collection - d,r

Your mother marries again and he doesn’t come alone.

Pervy!Roommate!König* | collection - d,r

You like your new roommate, he’s really nice.

Doll AU(*) | d,r

Pairing: dark!Krueger + König x doll!reader

You were once made of porcelain and wax, a precious doll to pamper and care. Now, you are made of skin and bone, a fragile doll to fuck and keep.

Gentle Giant | f

You know König as a different person.

Childhood Friend | f,d,y,r

You know him as well as he knows you - or so you thought.

Helping Hand* | f

Pairing: König x fem!reader x Horangi

Horangi’s stretching you out for König.

Failed Escape* | d,y,r

In moments of fear-inducing adrenaline and hope, you’re driven to escape your captor, but all of your efforts are thwarted in the end and he isn’t as forgiving as he says he is.

Come Back | r,d

Just when you found someone who understood you, who knew and felt your pain, he found you.

Taste* | r,d

Pairing: Sugar Daddy!König x fem!reader

He's an old and rich man wanting to spoil and pamper his sweet baby.

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spicyspiders · 1 year

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I saw your Eldritch König fic and it was soso good! Literally made my monsterfucker phase come backಥ⁠‿⁠ಥ

Btw could i request for something similar to that? Like Ghost x male reader but male reader is a werewolf? So like reader and Ghost are already together and Ghost knows reader is a werewolf, and maybe reader went in heat and Ghost is just coming back after a mission and when he came back he saw his partner in bed humping pillow and you put anything that happens next (i kinda prefer reader being bottom if you dont mind!^^) can you maybe add some breeding ment and belly bulge cus i like some good all size kink(⁠◍⁠•⁠ᴗ⁠•⁠◍⁠) Thats all bye!!<33 (if this seems to much or you dont like it feel free to delete this!)

Didn't put any belly bulging, but there is a line about Ghost breeding the reader. There's also mention of self lubrication, so warning about that.

“Please stop looking at me like that.”

It was an awkward conversation when you first joined the force and they looked over your medical history. Well, Price had made it awkward. To you, it was simply your biology.

Like the day you had that conversation, Price stood there red-faced. He still avoided your eye like that day when he spoke, “I’m just worried about you,” he said from where he sat on the corner of your bed.

It made you itch in a way you usually did not react. An indicator that lets you know your heat will start soon. “How many times have I told you-”

“You’ll be fine. I know,” He held up his hands in surrender. “It’s my job to worry,” he finishes quietly.

Your expression softens and you walk over to where he is and sit down beside him, “thank you for your concern, captain,” you let out a soft chuckle, “but this is not my first heat.”

Price looks over to you, a soft smile on his face, “I know,” he answers.

You place a hand on his shoulder and squeeze, trying to offer him a bit of comfort before what you’re about to say. “You should leave,” you take your hand away and it falls to your lap.

The words make his face go a shade darker. He leaves quickly and locks the door when he’s on the other side. There were only a few doors on base that were able to be locked, this room being one of the few. It also had an attached bathroom, one that you went in when Price was gone.

It probably wasn’t smart to take a hot shower with how your body temperature was about to rise due to the heat, but you knew it would make you feel better. Your body had already begun to ache and the hot water soothed your pain.

You barely managed to towel off, and the clothes you pulled on soaked whatever moisture you had missed. Your body felt hot and heavy as you went through your routine of getting ready for bed, and by the time you left the steamy bathroom, the few steps from the light switch of the bedroom and then to your bed felt like a mile.

You fell into a deep sleep once you were under your covers.

When you woke up, you didn’t know how much time had passed, but you knew that your heat was here.

Still alone, all you could do to get yourself some relief was to roll over onto your stomach. Your cock was already hard when you rolled your hips down into the bed, its friction being enough to pull a whimper from your throat.

When you raised your hips back up, you could feel that there was a wet spot already in the front of the shorts you pulled on in the bathroom. Knowing that, you knew that your hole must be wet.

Where was Ghost?

Your body made it easy for him. All he needed to do was unlock the door, pull your covers and pants away, and slide right inside. You wanted to reach back and drag your fingers along your hole, maybe press a few inside, but your limbs felt like they were stuck to the bed.

Luckily, it only took a few thrusts of your hips into the bed for you to come. You felt exhaustion creep back in as you came down, and in a matter of a few short minutes, you were back asleep.

Your body still felt heavy when you awoke the second time, but this time it was because of an added weight on top of you. You tried to struggle, but it was to no avail.

Ghost hushed you softly before throwing your covers off, “I know what you need,” he whispered into your ear. You aided him in his task to pull your clothes off, raising your hips when needed. Your shirt posed a minor struggle, and you were surprised the man didn’t use one of his knives to cut it off.

Ghost was back after a few seconds. You didn’t look to see what he was doing, but from the sound of it, he had pulled his clothes off and thrown them where yours were.

You felt the bed dip and then two of his fingers were at your hole. Ghost’s fingers rubbed along the crack of your ass, gathering the slick that was already there.

“I don’t need-” you tried to protest, but the other man cut you off.

“You do now hush,” he responded back, leaving no room for argument.

You still did, but you grumbled the words into your pillow so he wouldn’t hear. Your mind felt foggy, like you weren’t in control of your words. Your ears caught something along the lines of your mouth saying “you’re not that big.”

He definitely was. Ghost’s thick fingers were the perfect tool to prepare you for what was to come. They made quick work of pressing inside. He pushed them in, down to the final knuckle before angling them into your prostate.

You didn’t know how many times they brushed against the bundle of nerves, but it was beginning to feel cruel when you felt a wave of heat rush over your body.

“Simon,” you hissed out, “now,” you said angrily.

“Brat,” Simon said affectionately and placed a soft kiss on the back of your neck. When he pulled his fingers free, they were quickly replaced by the thick head of his cock.

You let out a breathy moan as you felt your body let out a gush of slick, wetting the head of Simon’s cock as it trickled down your hole.

Simon pressed inside slowly, chasing after the slick that was leaking out from your hole. It wasn’t as if you had claimed Simon or anything, but you always noticed how your body accommodated him. This wasn’t the first heat you had spent together, as shown by the key that was dangling from his neck onto the skin of your back.

You just trusted Simon and he trusted you. Heat or no heat, it also helped that he was a good lay.

You raised your hips up, meeting Simon’s to get his cock inside you faster. Once he bottomed out, your hips soon came back into contact with the bed as he rested all of his weight on top of yours.

Normally, having him smother you would make you protest, but now, it only pulled an orgasm from you. You were vulnerable during your heat, so having his weight be in and on top of you, brought you an immense level of comfort and pleasure.

“Fuck, did you just?” Simon groaned into your ear.

“Fucking move Simon,” you bit out, as waves of pleasure washed over you.

It didn’t really make much sense how once he began moving and his cock pulled yet another orgasm out of you in a few thrusts, a sudden burst of energy shot through you.

You pulled your head up from the pillow, “off. Get off me,” you squirmed under his heavy weight, trying to buck him off.

“You just told me to-” Ghost pulled his cock from your hole, and once he was out, you flipped over onto your back so you could roll him over. “This what you wanted?” He asked, his hands settling onto your hips, “you could’ve just told me,” he said, a smirk on his face.

With one hand, you balanced yourself on his chest. Your other hand wrapped around his throat. The clench of your hole was tighter that your fingers around his throat as you sank down onto Simon’s cock.

“You’re mine,” you said as you bounced up and down on his cock. You watched in satisfaction as he threw his head back into the pillow you were just on. You could feel the bob of his adam’s apple under your fingers as he swallowed.

“Say it,” you commanded. You paused in your movement, clenching tightly around his cock. You moved your hand from his neck down to where your other one rested on his chest. You tweaked his right nipple in your fingers, twisting until it hardened into a dark nub.

You left the other alone, instead, you placed one hand on his heart and moved your other hand down until it was wrapped around your cock. “I’m not going to move until you say it,” you said to Simon, stroking your cock slowly.

“I’m yours,” Simon moaned out.

Satisfied, you felt a slow smile stretch out your lips. “I’ll claim you when we’re home,” you said in a low voice. You took your hand from your cock and placed it back on his throat, tracing along the sweaty skin where you would place your claiming bite.

Simon brought himself up until your chests were pressed together. When he swooped down to press his lips to yours, you realized that this was your first kiss of the night. You responded back eagerly.

“I’ll breed you full when we’re home,” Simon whispered. He placed one hand on your stomach, spreading his fingers out so he could span the length of your belly.

You let out a breathy laugh, “sounds like we’ll be busy,” you wrapped your arms around his neck and pressed a soft kiss to his lips.

Simon nipped at your bottom lip before pulling away, “let’s just worry about right now,” he said. When his words were out, he started up a brutal rhythm. He thrust up into your body, his cock nailing your prostate.

You panted into each other’s mouths, letting out occasionally grunts and moans. You clawed your nails down his back as his cock went in and out and in and out. You could feel warmth burn through your body as you chased after yet another orgasm.

When it hit, your head fell back with a loud moan. Simon followed soon after, fucking up into your wet hole one last time before coming deep inside you.

Simon fell back onto the bed and you followed him down, laying your sweaty body on top of his sweaty chest. He pressed a soft kiss to your temple, “is it all done?” He asked.

“For tonight at least,” you responded tiredly. You could feel him press another kiss to your skin before you could feel his smile pressing into your skin, “stop smiling,” you snapped.

Simon didn’t respond, only moved one of his hands that wasn’t running up and down your back to your ass to squeeze at one of the globes.

#x male reader #x male reader smut #ghost x male reader smut #ghost x male reader #simon riley x male reader smut #simon riley x male reader #simon ghost riley x male reader

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day0walker · 1 year

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hey i hope u're doing well, i was jist wondering if u have any future updates in mind for The King and The Mouse, i think you wrote it so beuatifully i can't help but want more, but if u've decided to wrap it up *not tearing up, not me sir not at all* then i think that scene with them hugging in the pool serves as a nice ending, very soft & satisfying.

Aside from that one fic, what're u working on? I'm kinda deeply in love with ur writing so i hope u don't mind me asking.

Thank you sm!!!! Ahhhhh when people compliment that fic it makes me go momentarily insane, like I feel as though an Eldritch God is touching my skull and forcing the entirety of the universe into my cerebral cortex!!! LMAO

I think that ending was perfect for them but i DO want to write more of them. I toyed with the idea of having a multi chapter work on ao3 that's just one shots and fun stuff. I miss writing them. I did write a König fic that was TLOU inspired and reader had big Mouse vibes. It's up on my ao3 and in my fic tag if you're interested!

As for what I'm working on:

Currently the Price/Writer Fic

Scribbling lots for my male oc x Ghost

Slowly....slowly trying to get a Keegan P. Russ (mmm) plot worked out

DESPERATELY trying to get to Soap/Reader First Time Vibes

lots of one shot requests in my inbox: price morning sex (ty anon i'm not ignoring you, i'm using that as a request), ghost/König/reader, domestic 141, and probably more

Hehe I'm sleepy though so I dunno when any of that is gonna get posted.

Thank you again for liking my writing sm you dunno what that means to me to hear!!

#ask #anon #ahhhhh #faints on the spot #grows mold

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spicyspiders · 1 year

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Hello! How are you?

Is it okay to request an Eldritch!König x male reader? I have been kinda feral about that- like imagine... Under that hood is full of tentacles😳

I always imagine him railing the readers ass while licking him with all his tentacles lovingly as he pound his ass so hard that reader might not even walk for a week(and i kind of imagine Eldritch!König have a slit and when he get aroused 2 dick tentacles come out:)) if you ever feel uncomfortable with feel free to delete this! Alright bye!!

I didn't put the slit thing, but I hope you still like it.

“We can’t stay here for long,” you panted out, leaning against the wall of the cave you had run into. Your legs burned and your shoulder ached from where König had shoulder checked you to get you out of the way of a flying stray bullet. You were filled with worry though, if your body was aching, you couldn’t imagine how König must feel.

“Stay back,” König said in a low voice when you tried to approach.

You followed his command, worry keeping your feet in place. “I need to check you for injuries,” you tried in a calm voice.

“I’m fine,” he said quickly, “it only tore my cloth, not skin,” he finished, trying to reassure you.

“König, it doesn’t matter,” you said in a stern voice, “I need to check for injuries,” you repeated. When you tried to step closer, you instead froze in place out of fear after a few steps.

“Stay back!” He yelled. His gun fell to the ground with a loud clang but he stayed facing the wall.

You stayed in place but opened your mouth to whisper his name. When his name left your lips, you could see his hands clench at his sides. You watched his back as his chest rose and fell as he sucked in deep breaths, it felt like an eternity before he spoke again.

“I don’t want you to see it,” he said quietly before letting out a sad, low laugh, “but I know you just did.”

When he pushed you out of the way, you thought it was a trick of the light, or from too much heat to your head. Where his hood had been torn something… emerged. You didn’t get a good look at it, but from what you did see, it was long and black. Whatever it was, it made the man that shot at you let out a scream when König turned to face him.

You kept running to where you were now. You stumbled when you heard a scream ring out behind you, but you kept running until you made it to the cave. Again, the noise came from the man that shot at you, but this one was filled with terror. A scream that you sure was going to stick in your head for some time.

“They are a fail-safe. I am always able to control them, but lately,” he paused, “I have had difficulty.” He spoke calmly, but his body was still tense. You wanted to reach out to comfort him, but you stayed in place.

“Why?” You asked, placing your gun on the ground softer than König had.

“Because of you,” he finally turns to face you and you are finally able to see it.

You swallow down your fear to question him, “if this is because of me, is there any way I can help you?”

König steps slowly up to the man, backing him up until he comes in contact with the opposite wall, “you should be afraid of me,” he says softly.

König has been a mystery, there are not a lot of things you know about him. One of those many things is the color of his eyes. Even up close, they were too dark to see, but they were reflective. Not like how eyes can be in photographs, but like an animal’s eyes.

You lift a shaking hand towards his face, freezing when one of the tentacles brushes your finger. “Why should I be afraid of you?” You ask. “Are you going to hurt me?” You question, not taking your eyes off of it.

His hands clench at his sides again, “never!” He said fiercely. He speaks again once his hands unclench, “they want you,” he responds, an edge of something akin to fear in his voice.

You keep your hand in place as the tentacles wrap slowly around your hand, all the way down until it reaches your wrist. “they’re you, aren’t they?” You look up into his eyes.

“Yes, but-“

You cut him off, “then I have no reason to be afraid.”

This seems to make them happy as they pulse around your hand. You see something shift underneath the other side of his mask and then more tentacles are coming out.

When they slither out of the other side, the ones around your hand loosen and your hand falls. What’s left behind is a colorless wet residue that cools in the temperature of the cool cave.

König, now breathing harder, wraps his hands around your waist. The tentacles start at your face, running across your cheeks before moving down your jaw and neck. This must feel good to König because he lets out a breathy moan when a few of the tentacles sneak down the collar of your shirt.

They’re warm and wet, like slowly sinking into a warm bath as they feel your skin.

Something like a kiss is placed on your lips by one of the tentacles when it runs softly across them. When you part them, it presses inside, past your teeth, and meets your tongue.

König lets out another moan, this one louder this time that bounces off the walls of the cave.

It’s heavy on your tongue, leaving the same residue on your tongue. When you swallow it down to get a feel for the taste, it pulses on your tongue. You lick your lips when it pulls out of your mouth, drinking in the sight of the man in front of you.

He’s shaken up, his broad shoulders rising and falling as he gasps. The tentacles not of your skin pulse to the timing of his gasps, slithering slowly in the air. You look past them, down his body, reaching his groin, where a prominent bulge presses against the front.

As your eyes moved down his body, the tentacles on your skin moved down your body as well. When they slipped down your chest and brushed your nipples, you let out a groan. At the noise, two of them stay there to rub around your nipples. When they eventually become two hard points under their care, your head tips back into the wall.

With his hands still on your hips, he draws them forward, bringing your groins together. It’s a luscious friction that makes your cock fatten up in your pants. You were already growing hard when the tentacles were rubbing on your sensitive nipples, but König bringing your hips together made the job happen much faster.

When you fully hard, your cock pressing painfully into the seam of your pants, the tentacles all leave your skin all at once.

“Shh,” König coos, turning you around by your hips.

You press your cheek into the cool stone of the cave. You fumble with your pants, opening them with shaky fingers, and from the sounds of it behind you, König is doing the same.

They drop to the floor of the cave to pool around your ankles when you push them down. One of König’s hands leaves your hips to push his own down.

All at once, just like how they left, they are back. Your whole body shivers before tensing up. One of König’s hands presses to your mouth, covering the noises you let out when they press to your skin.

He shushes you again before speaking into your ear, “just let them take care of you,” he says.

You nod and drop your head back onto his broad shoulder. While his hands stay on your hip and cover your mouth, the tentacles slither down your back, this time wetter than before. You gasp and another shiver overtakes you as a few of them go down the crack of your ass.

You’re not sure what to do with your hands, especially when one of the tentacles circles your hole. You move one of them up to the one König has on your mouth to wrap around his wrist. The other press to the cave’s wall.

The tentacle is wet and warm as it circles your hole slowly. As it rubs around the furl on your hole, the other tentacles let it be and wrap around other parts of your skin. You moan into König’s hand when the singular tentacle finally pushes inside.

It isn’t painful like a cock can be, but you still have to adjust to the new feeling. It’s wet and warm, coating your insides as it goes deeper.

“You’re doing so good,” König says. He presses his forehead into your sweaty neck as the other tentacles wrap themselves around your body. One at your neck, another at your upper chest, and the rest you can’t keep up with when one of them wraps around your cock.

It wraps itself snuggly around the bases, staving off an unwanted orgasm. You let out a whine into König hand as the tentacle continues up, tracing the vein on the bottom. When it reaches the head, the tip of it rubs against’s the slit of your cock. You almost think it’s going to go inside, but it stays on the outside, smearing around the wetness leaking out.

König lets out a groan, “delicious,” he whispers as the tip of the tentacle continues to rub at the slit of your cock.

The tentacle around your cock tightens at the base when the tentacle inside you moves again. It goes deeper, brushing wetly against your prostate. It starts a slick pace once your prostate is found, pulsing wetly to slick its way back and forth.

You don’t know how long it goes on, but it almost feels like a kind of sweet torture. The pleasure builds inside you that is never able to peak from the tight ring of the tentacle around the base of your cock. You’re shaking by the time the tentacle pulls out, leaving your ass a slick mess.

However, the second it's out, König is pressing the head of his cock to your hole.

Like you had to adjust to the feel of the tentacle inside you, his cock is no different. It feels like a thick burning line pressing slowly inside, one that you can’t help but press your ass back into.

König goes until he bottoms out, his balls meeting the skin of your ass. His hand around your mouth leaves. When it pulls away, both of his hands are pressing on top of yours to link your fingers together.

You try to keep quiet when König sets up a steady pace, but it’s no use. Honestly, if anyone were to find the site of you two, they’d likely run away in fear of seeing the man fucking you.

As he continues fucking you, the tentacles on your skin slicken up your skin, pulsing every time König thrusts in. And when the pace becomes a brutal slap of skin on skin, the tentacle around your cock loosens.

It only takes a few more thrusts for your orgasm to shoot through you. The tentacles move to wrap around your upper body as your legs buckle and threaten to give out.

König continues to fuck you. Fucking you through your orgasm as you shoot ropes of coming onto the cave wall. His thrusts begin to falter when your whimpers of overstimulation begin. His hips stutter to a halt when his orgasm overtakes him. As he comes deep inside you, the tentacles on your body twitch as if they’re going through an orgasm of their own.

Still trying to get your breathing under control, the tentacles slowly retract from your body, leaving behind a wet, warm slick.

König wraps his arms around your waist and you both fall forward into the wall of the cave out of exhaustion. He lets out a soft noise in response to your own that leaves your lips when his softening cock leaves your hole.

When it leaves, his come soon starts to drip down your thigh, the warm dripping making you shiver in his arms.

“We must go,” König says, his voice coming out rough.

You nod and wordlessly begin to pull up your pants when he pulls away from you. You miss his warmth when he pulls away, but he stays close when you both exit the cave, his arm brushing yours on each step as you continue forward.

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