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2kiran · 10 months

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“I CAN BE A BETTER BOYFRIEND THAN HIM”

pairing: könig x reader genre: smut, light angst reader is a male. dom!reader x sub!könig cw: lowercase typing, jealousy, implied fwb, german words, slight thigh riding, orgasm delay, semi-public sex, anal sex, slight overstimulation, mentions of threesome a/n: i changed my theme and layout are u proud of me

könig can’t stand seeing you with another guy, especially with your lieutenant.

könig seethed from the corner, his gaze on you and your lieutenant. his arms were crossed and his head hung low. his eyes peeked from his hood, eyebrows furrowed and hands balled into tight fists.

his eye twitched, watching intently on your amused expression. a smile on your lips before a cackle erupts, most likely to one of ghost’s terrible jokes. he didn’t enjoy this feeling. he wanted to be the only one that could make you happy. what made his anger worse, was it being your lieutenant that you were with. he found ghost attractive, so why wouldn’t you?

he was near tears. it overwhelmed him how his anger threatened to overcome his entire soul. he was careful not to let any of his personal feelings interfere with his work, but you always tore the façade. he opted to protect you in every mission you were on with him, almost forgetting about your teammates. he hated how you simmered underneath his nerves only to end his anger as quick as it began. another cackle of yours snapped him to the present, seeing you put your hand on ghost’s shoulder.

he wanted to strangle the lieutenant right there, but he knew there’s a high possibility of you hating him once he does that. he knew that you weren’t his, but he was yours and he made sure he wasn’t going to give up his spot so easily. he made it obvious to you that he was wrapped around your finger, metaphorically and literally, with the amount of times he begged to suck on your fingers while you fuck him from behind.

he knew that you weren’t his, but he couldn’t help acting like you were. the thought of you being with another man didn’t sit right with him. he can treat you better than anyone else you laid your pretty eyes upon. no one else can be as good for you as him.

glaring eyes follow the lieutenant’s movements, watching as the man finally leaves. you turned around, facing the colonel’s direction. you had an eyebrow raised, attempting your best not to let a smirk take place on your lips. he suddenly grabbed your forearm, practically dragging you to one of the hallways soldiers barely visit. he pinned you to the wall, hot breath going through his mask and onto your face. you were like a world-altering drug; his drug. you were his addiction, and he knew that he couldn’t overcome you. he whispered your name as if it was a prayer and you were the god who responded. “something wrong, colonel?” you teased.

he buried his head on your shoulder, taking a whiff of your scent. “missed you.” he murmured. “i think there’s something way more to that.” you angled your head down to his, leveled with his helmet. “c’mon, admit it. you were jealous, no?” he whines in response, embarrassment and guilt seeping into his chest. “i can’t help it.” he ruts his hips on you, locking his thighs on one of yours. you chuckled at the display. “did you get turned on from the feeling?” he shook his head, a low moan wanting to burst from his throat.

“then what’s this, huh? you just got me alone and you’re already desperate?” you feel his thighs tighten around you, a little ‘mhm’ leaving him. you lifted your leg, pressing it firmer against his crotch. you duck your hand into his hood and wrap it around his neck. you didn’t want to choke him, only using it as a leverage to force him to look at you. you knew he became flustered trying to hold eye contact, especially with you.

“könig, look at me.” his eyes softened long ago. hesitantly, he did as he was told. loving eyes boring into yours. “m close, liebling.” (darling) he slowly grinds. you run your thumb along the length of his neck, feeling him shiver. you grab his hip with your free hand, lifting him from your thigh.

he whines at the loss, his hands beside your head lowering to your shoulders. “i know, sweetheart. i know.” you coo, trying to gently manhandle him with his protests. you now had him facing the wall, his hands on it to stabilize himself and you behind him. “please.” he pleaded, aching cock straining against his pants. he pulls down his pants and boxers with one hand, impatience evident. you unbuckle your belt and unzip your pants, boxers already lowered. you didn’t want to give him the satisfaction of seeing your exposed form just yet. you notice how his hole glistened in the light, “prepped. i prepped myself. please fuck me already.” he pushed his ass back to you. reaching around his waist, you gather enough precum from his cock, using it as lube. before he could buck up into your hand, you pull away.

you give your cock a few strokes, letting his precum coat it. you begin to inch yourself inside him. he was quite loose, but still so tight. cries leave him as he becomes blinded with the slight pain and pleasure. he squirmed around you as he tries to relax. the both of you suddenly freeze at the sound of booming laughter. a group of soldiers were loudly chattering, a conversation about their training. they were dangerously close to the hall where you and könig are. he turned his head over his shoulder to look at you, uncertainty and excitement laced his gaze.

you abruptly slammed your hips to his, rewarded with a startled moan from könig. the sound was drowned by their deafening voices, thankfully overlooked. you set a rough and steady pace, the slapslapslap echoing off the hall. könig had both hands flat on his clothed mouth, muffling his moans. you lean over, “you want them to find you like this, yeah? knowing how rumors spread like wildfire here— oh fuck, imagine the stares you’ll get... people finding out that the colonel got fucked dumb.” you whispered into his ear and he sobs, it was enough for him to tip over the edge.

“god, look at you. do you want that? let me hear you, colonel. make sure that the.... ah, lieutenant hears you too.” he whines in response. he didn’t anticipate to enjoy the thought of ghost finding the both of you like this, maybe it’s his possessiveness that has him reacting this way because there’s no chance he’ll let the man fuck either of you. on the contrary, his hole clenches around you at the use of ghost’s rank. “awh, könig. you want ghost to fuck you too?”

he shakes his head rapidly, helmet clacking at the speed. “n-no... i don’t. too muuuch— nnng! scheiße, ‘s too muuch.” (fuck) he whines, nearing another orgasm. the conversation between the soldiers die down and they seem to have halted, directly right across from the two of you. könig’s heart nearly leaped out of his throat. “what was that?” a female soldier questions, “what was what?” another woman asked. “i think i heard something.” she replies, “you must be hearing things. you think the training took a little toll on you?” a male soldier teases the other. “it did not! but anyway, like i was saying.”

their conversation continues. but they didn’t continue walking, no, they were just standing there. the colonel whimpered as quietly as he could, the longer you didn’t move the longer he could feel every vein of yours throb. he clenched around you again, silently begging. it was too risky, possibly raising more unwanted suspicions. you grind inside of him, letting him entirely feel you. he cried, wanting the friction as much as you did. your prayers were immediately answered when you hear them respond to an unheard order with a ‘yes, sir!’ following with their footsteps scrambling away soon after. you eagerly returned to your pace as he shyly let out his moans. “where you want it, sweetheart?” you pant, “i-in me. pleasepleaseplease... mgh, i’m so close mein schatz.” (my darling)

your climax triggers his, cum dripping from the wall and onto the floor. he slumped on you, not fully resting his weight as he didn’t want to crush you. but what either of you didn’t know was, ghost had been watching the entire time with a palm on his clothed cock.

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cepsil · 10 months

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got to silly with this one

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ouch333 · 9 months

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Human tripod

Warnings : Smut(18+), p in v, unprotected sex, oral sex (male receiving), fingering, tummy bulge and more… also guns.

Exiting the helicopter with König we wave the driver off making our way to the mission point. König and I worked well together both of us understanding each other, we often get sent on jobs together. Speaking of the job. We were taking out a boss out from a far and then sneaking in and feeling documents. Making it up the roof across from the building König sets up his sniper while I keep watch around the building.

I walk around the buildings roof keeping lookout, I hear König groan out annoyed. I walk over and crouch down beside him since he was close to the ground trying to to take aim and take out the boss. “Everything okay?” I ask him looking at him. He huffs and doesn’t say anything. I roll my eyes, “anything I can do to help?” I offer. I see his eyes light up for a second. “Stand there” he says his voice muffled by the sniper mask covering his face. I nod and do so, I crouch down in front of him, the. Feeling his hands on my body.

I feel him force me down my knees straddling his large thigh feeling his muscles tightening against my chest and face, he lifts my knees and little. “Ass up ja?” He says his voice thick with his accent. I slowly do so and wait for him to say or do anything about the strands position.

(I put a picture at the end if it’s here to understand)

The coldness of the sniper sits on my ass and he starts to adjust the scope, “much better” he mumbles finally having the support he needed. I just blush and keep quiet. I hear him back a noise of acknowledgment, “I’ve almost got eyes on the target, I’ll hurry I can feel you sweating against my leg” he chuckles out. I blush realizing I wasn’t sweating, the feeling of my body pressed against his, the warmth, the smell, it was intoxicating.

“Eyes on the target firing in 3..2..1” he counts down till a suppressed gunshot can be heard. He quickly lifts the gun of my body and sits it to the ground beside us. He looks down at me and seductively says, “everything okay Kleiner?” I try to sit up but feel a hand on the back off my head.

His eyes roam my body, “stay like that for a minute” he says. His rough glove covered hands slide down my back landing on my ass, lightly groping it. I feel myself get wetter against his thigh, slowing beginning to grind myself against his thigh desperate for his touches. I hear him groan at the sight, “you think we have time?” He ask hoping the answer would be mutual. I ignore the question and lean up lifting the mask high enough to press my lips his roughly.

I tilt my head to side deepening the kiss and being my hands up to hold the side of his face. Now sitting on his lap he grabs my waist pushing down against his hard on through his pants. I moan into the kiss. I feel his tongue swipe across my bottom lip on instinct my mouth opens his tongue explore my mouth. I pant pulling away and string of saliva connecting us, i move down his body know laying between his legs. I look up at him with lust filled eyes. I wait for him to nod before continuing.

“Go ahead Schlampe” he says roughly, i undone his pants pulling them down just enough to see his cock spring free. The tip red and throbbing with precum dripping down the side. I grab the base of his girthy cock slowing moving my hand up and down watching his chest rise and fall letting up sounds of pleasure. He gasp at the feeling wetness around his tip, I hollow my cheeks out and start to bob my head up and down swirling around his girth.

His head falls back using his arm to support himself he’s being a hand to the back of my head forcing me to take it all, gagging on it I try to take it all in. He sighs out, “shit Kleiner” he says his accent getting heavier. He pulls me of his length and says in a demanding tone, “get on all fours.” I nod eagerly listening to him.

“Good girl” I hear him mumble taking one of his gloves off he pulls my pants down to my ankles. He moves the panties to the side and his fingers rubbing my ear core slicking his digits before pushing them inside of me. I moan out feeling my arms buckle at the intensity of his thrust. His fingers curling hitting my g-spot. I moan out his name falling onto my face my arms to weak to support my body.

He chuckles at me falling and moves so he’s rubbing his tip between my fold, “P-please König I need it don’t tease me” I beg out looking back at him. I moan loudly feeling him bottoming out in me with a warning. His thrust are slow while I adjust, “harder, faster vati” I say struggling to talk between moans of pleasure. I grin grows on his face as his grips my hips pulling out and pushing back in roughly, keeping up the pace for a few minutes. I feel and knot growing in my stomach, “I-I’m gonna cum König” I moan out.

His hands flip my over to my back without pulling up and fucking into be harder his hand pushing against the bulge in the stomach. “Me too..” he mutters out his thrust getting sloppy and slow. I moan out holding onto his arms leaving crescent shaped marks on his arms. “Finish inside me please, please I’m on the pill” i mutter out repeating myself needing to feel relief. He nods and giving one lady thrust deep inside releasing his hot load inside, cumming at the same time he does. He pulls out and tries to catch his his breath. He pulls his pants help befor helping me and fixing my outfit to his best ability.

“You ready to finish this job, we can continue this later” he says offering a hand to me pulling me up and leading me over to building and finishing the job up.

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konigenblobbity · 10 months

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König with a chubby cook f!reader who always makes him some extra of his favourite food, hides an extra slice of Sachertorte for him and makes him his coffee as he likes it in the common room.

König who's rough around the edges, maybe a lil yandere, but his clumsy way of showing his affections makes the reader swoon.

And ofc, König with a breeding kink, trying to show everyone this cook is his, and no one else's.

Request: My Sweet Sachertorte

König x F!Reader

18+ MINORS DNI

Warnings: Fluff, NSFW, protective and possessive König, slight violence, p in v, dirty talk, biting, creampie, breeding

König couldn’t help but smile as he walked into the common room, seeing his mug on the kitchen counter alongside a tupperware and a note. He lifted his sniper’s hood just enough to take a sip from his coffee, his heart melting… perfect, as always. He then picked up the note reading it, his smile growing into a joyful grin.

“Had some Sachertorte leftover, your favorite ;) Guten appetit mein Schatz” he just couldn’t believe how lucky he was, to have someone as amazing as you in his life. Not only were you a phenomenal soldier, but you were an incredible chef! You had his whole heart, and he was grateful that you gifted him yours. (t- Bon appetit my sweetheart)

He grabbed a plate and put one of the slices on it, placing the tupperware and note into the shared fridge, deciding to save the second slice for the next evening. Taking his plate and coffee over to a small table, he could feel his heart sing with every bite he took. You always put so much love into your food, he could taste it and it only made him love you more.

He was hoping to share this morning with you but he knows you had an early mission, he’ll just have to wait to give you his thanks when you’re back. His mind then went into a trance as he tried to think of ways to thank you… to show you he adores you as much as you do him.

Once he has an idea, he gets up off his chair and places the empty plate and mug into the dishwasher, heading off to find himself something worthy for his sweet cook.

After a rather rough, but successful, mission you can’t help but be overjoyed at the idea of seeing König again. No matter how your missions went, he always knew exactly how to react and what he should say. There was already a smile stretching over your features thinking about him.

Unconsciously your steps quicken the closer you get to your room, suddenly realizing just how much you missed König during the day. As you open the door you call out for him, shutting the door behind you. “König! Baby I’m back” you look around your room, surprised at how difficult it is to find someone as big as your sweet Austrian Bear.

“Welcome back Schatz!” Your head turns in the direction of his voice, hearing how it echoes out of the bathroom. You walk over, going to stand in the doorway. Your mouth fell agape at the sight in front of you and your whole heart melted.

König was kneeling next to the bathtub, lighting a candle, the bathroom was dimly lit and there were more candles sat across the bathroom counter. You spotted petals decorating both the floor and counter, even spotted them swimming in the water of the bathtub.

“Aww… König. What’s all this?” You say and he turns to face you, it was a quick motion as if he was in shock. He quickly stands up “Nein! Schatz you’re not supposed t-“ his words cut off as he hits his head on the shower curtain rail, he groans softly and his hand goes to the top of his head.

You gasp lightly and walk over to him, placing a hand on his shoulder and one on his cheek over his hood. “Are you alright?” You ask softly and he nods his head. He couldn’t look into your eyes, embarrassed at the whole scene. He hates how clumsy he gets around you, somehow losing all of his stoic demeanor and often accidentally making a fool of himself.

“You weren’t supposed to see this yet… it was a surprise” he mumbled softly and his head dropped slightly. His hands went to your waist, his large fingers began to delicately play with the fabric at the hem of your shirt.

The sight of him like this made your heart soar, you loved when he got all shy because of you, knowing that he only gets like this in your arms and in the safety of your room. How he melts into your touch and presence makes you feel all giddy inside.

“Baby~ I’m sorry, it’s an amazing gesture. I still love it nonetheless” you stand up on your tip toes and place a kiss on his cheek. His eyes finally shift to glance up into yours, the gentleness and reassuring nature of them making him blush easily.

After his embarrassment dissipates he finally realizes this is the first time he’s seen you all day. His arms immediately envelop your waist tightly as he nuzzles his head into your neck. “I missed you…” his voice sends a vibration through your body but you smile, wrapping both your arms around his neck and holding him close.

“I missed you too. God I craved one of these hugs all day” at those words you felt him hug you tighter, wanting to put as much of his love into it. Silently, you enjoy this moment, always feeling your worries and stresses fade away when König holds you so gingerly.

After some time König lifts you up off the floor and sets you on the bathroom counter gently, pulling away and resting his hands on your hips, your arms still draped around his neck. “Must have been a really exhausting mission…” his voice was soft, not carrying its usually threatening and dangerous demeanor.

“It really was” you say and smile at him, the way his eyes narrow and the skin around them softly creases tells you he’s smiling too. It’s then that it clicks “Wait… is that why you prepared me a bath?” at your question his hands begin to softly caress at your skin, practically mindlessly. His thumbs rubbing circles into the plush of your hips.

He gives you a shrug and you chuckle softly, leaning forward and placing a soft kiss on his cheek again. “That’s very thoughtful baby… but I’m sure there’s enough space for both of us.” You smile at him and his hands grip at your hips a bit tighter.

Gently you move your hands to his face, slowly lifting up his balaclava just enough to expose his lips to you. Blushing slightly when you notice how his tongue darts out between his lips to lick at them gently, clearly knowing what you were planning.

“That is… if you want to join me” you tilt your head and taunt him slightly, eyes going back to look up into his eyes. At those words König leans forward and kisses you softly. You, of course, kiss him back eagerly, arms wrapping around his neck again. “I would love to” he mumbles against your lips and you smile.

Soon after your lying back against König’s chest in the water, his arm draped around your shoulder while the other gently caresses and massages at your head. The two of you simply enjoy the warm water together as he let you ramble on about your mission that day, holding you close the whole time.

His way of showing affection wasn’t always very smooth or bold, but it was always very meaningful. Even if it was in König’s own clumsy yet adorable way. He always made it clear how much he loved you, how lucky he thought he was to have you. The two of you slept like babies that night… wrapped up in each others arms.

The next evening König makes his way to the common room, ready to grab his second slice of Sachetorte and go back to your room to cuddle up and relax together. Much to his dismay, when he opens the fridge the tupperware wasn’t where he had put it. His eyes practically ransack the fridge as he looks for it, his excitement shattered.

After the realization hits that it’s gone… he slowly closes the fridge. He stands there for a moment before something catches his eyes, the empty tupperware sitting in the sink. His disappointment turns to anger as he notices your crumpled up note next to it. Wet and carelessly thrown away.

Who would dare treat your note like that?! To König it wasn’t just a note, it was your love on a piece of paper, and someone had the gall to crumple it up as if it was nothing. Not only that but they ate his Sachertorte. That person either has real guts, or is incredibly stupid… when it comes to König, it’s always the latter.

His hand reaches into the sink, picking up the note and straightening it back out so it was flat again. That’s when a voice catches his attention, coming from his right. He spots a soldier leaning against the wall, his expression smug as he stares at König with his arms crossed obnoxiously.

“So, you’re ‘mein Schatz’…” his tone was cocky, bordering on mocking. König’s head turns slowly to face the soldier, taking in his posture and overall appearance. The way he stood was completely ridiculous, as if trying to appear nonchalant and threatening when truly he was making a fool of himself. König met people like him before, always acting like they own the world they walk on.

When König doesn’t speak the soldier pushes off the wall, standing up straight and looking at him with a lopsided grin. “Gotta say… your girl makes a really good chocolate cake” he raises his brows at him, as if trying to provoke him. Could he get any stupider?! Threatening a soldier with the soul of a bloodthirsty bear as if he stood a chance.

Not only that but he called your Sachertorte a chocolate cake. “You ate… my Sachertorte” his tone was low and unwavering, his words spoken as a statement rather than a question. This invasion had König’s blood boiling, this soldier took your love with little appreciation. Of course it was love in the form of a simple baked good, but to König it didn’t make a difference. It wasn’t his to take.

The soldier just shrugged, his head tilting up as if trying to look down at König. “Guilty. It was so good I even considered looking for her… so I could personally show her my gratitude” smirk still plastered on his lips, brushing of the irritation radiating off of König. Who begins to take a few steps towards the soldier, closing the gap between them slowly.

This should’ve been the soldiers sign to shut up and run but instead he provokes König further. “Could’ve been a bit sweeter…” the soldier critiques and König’s stops a foot in front of him. Fists clenched tightly as his eyes narrowed. The veins of his neck, hidden under his sniper hoods, pulsing at the soldier’s words. Speechless at the fact that he has the balls to critique your food.

It’s his next words that cause König to snap. “Although… I bet she tastes pretty sweet herself” the tone he spoke with set König off immediately. In the blink of an eye the soldier’s body collapsed to the ground, leaning against the wall… which, right above him, had a large dent in it. Coincidentally the size of a head… how fascinating.

A part of him wanted to throw the scumbag over his shoulder and drag him to the training room, use him as a punching bag for a while just to calm his untamed rage. The other part of him suddenly felt extremely possessive of you, feeling as if the grotesque words of the soldier sullied your love and your character in a way that riled him up to know end.

He stands there seething for a moment, watching as the soldier groans and grabs at the back of his head. He looks up, enraged and ready to curse König out. Before he’s silenced at the intimidating atmosphere that falls on the room, pure tension and an intense anger looming over him in the form of a 6”4 behemoth with burning daggers for eyes.

The soldier’s eyes went wide and between the splitting headache, and the fact that the back of his head was probably bleeding, he didn’t dare stick around for another second. Gathering himself off the ground and quickly rushing out of the room, not daring to look back in case he was being followed.

Soon after, König leaves the room as well to head to your dorm. Disappointingly without his Sachertorte… but instead a new feeling burning at the depths of his stomach. Each step was with a new purpose, even if the original plan was an innocent night of cuddling… his mind was now on an entirely different act.

His imagination running wild with each step it took to reach you, that soldier’s words running through his head, as if he didn’t care that you were with König… as if he had to the right to talk about you like that. As if you belonged to him. The thought was sickening and only fueled the burning fire inside König.

As he bursts through the door of your room, ducking slightly under the doorway. He spots you in the small kitchenette that was specific to your room only. Gifted by the head of the base seeing as you weren’t accepting promotions or bonuses… instead asking for this.

He loved watching you when you cooked. It was the environment you look most beautiful in, so naturally elegant as you moved with a grace unmatched by anything he’s ever seen. You turn at the sound of the door and smile as you see him. Wearing your apron with a bit of powdered sugar on your face and arms, his anger melted at the sight… but his possessiveness only grew.

“Hey baby! I know you went to grab your Sachertorte… but I decided to bake some Linzer cookies and Vanillekipferl” your smile was so soft and welcoming he forgot everything that existed outside of this room and this moment. It’s then that he smells the amazing odor that was in the air, feeling immediately at home knowing that it was because of you… his precious chef.

His.

No one else’s.

König stomps over to you, wrapping his arms around the entirety of your figure easily, pulling you against him tightly. You hugged him back, smile still wide. “So… what do you want to-“ your question gets caught in your throat as he lifts his hood to kiss you. A soft squeak leaves you and he greedily swallows it.

His kiss didn’t waste any time, lips pressed against yours roughly, already starting as a hot and heavy make out rather than a ‘welcome back’ kiss. You were blushing at his eagerness, your eyes widening as you felt what was causing him so much discomfort pressed against your thigh. You swear you could feel it throbbing.

It wasn’t long before he had thrown you onto the bed, both of your clothes strewn across the floor. Except for your apron… which he had told you to keep on, loving how it covered you in such a seductive yet enticing way. Revealing only fragments of your plush skin to him so teasingly.

Your hips sat on the edge of the bed, legs spread wide as König stood between them. They were wrapped around his waist, in an attempt to keep him as close to you as possible. His hands were gripping your wrists and pinning them to the bed on either side of your head. His hips driving into you at a devastating pace.

The feeling of his cock splitting you open repeatedly had your head thrown back on the bed, mouth agape as broken moans left you. With each trust he pierced you so deliciously, his eyes watching your face as it contorted with pleasure.

“God you’re so good for me…” his words were low and heavy, laced with a desperation and burning desire which could only be relieved by you. As your moans filled the room his need to claim you grew, “All for me… isn’t it?” his words always sent you in a frenzy, mind melting at the low vibrations sent through your body.

When you fail to respond he leans down and bites at your neck just enough to leave an indent of his teeth. You gasp and a soft whine leaves you. “Answer me.” His tone left no room for argument and you found the strength the respond.

“Y-yes! All for you! Only y-you” it was shaky and mixed with uncontrollable moans. The chuckle that left König sent a shiver through your whole being, it wasn’t mocking or condescending… rather a laugh at the expense of that soldier from the common room. Wishing he could hear your cries, hear just how desperate you were for him and only him.

“That’s it… just what I want to hear” with that he stands back up straight, shifting slightly to angle his hips more. The new position had him hitting that sensitive spot inside you repeatedly with impossible precision. It causes your eyes to screw shut and he notices how your fists clench, digging your nails into your palm.

Slowly his hands move up your wrists, intertwining with your hands, loving how he can now feel your nails press into the back of his hands. His eyes look down at where his hips meet yours, watching how with each thrust his cock disappeared into you in its entirety in a way that had him groaning.

The sight of your pussy swallowing his length with such ease, each inch of it throbbing and drenched in your slick… my god was it making him dizzy. “You take all of me so well… watching how that pretty pussy swallows me whole, scheiss it’s making me crazy” The sounds of your moans mixing with the soft squelching and slapping sounds coming from your meeting hips only making him more delirious with want.

At one point he notices just how loud you were being, questioning whether he should cover your mouth. He decides against it, rather liking the idea of everyone in the base hearing your broken moans, having it echo down the halls and through the vents of the base.

The more he thinks about it, the more his pace falters, feeling himself slowly reach the edge of his orgasm. He lets out low groans as his hips thrust into you harsher, chasing that release. “So close… I’m gonna fill you so goddamn good, make you all mine” his head falls back for a moment as he curses under his breath.

You nod your head feverishly at his words, the idea causing the fire in the pit of your stomach to build. Feeling yourself get closer and closer to an earth-shattering orgasm. Your back arches off the bed as your hips grind against König’s weakly, causing his head to shift to look back down at you.

A small smirk grew on his lips at just how much you were writhing beneath him. “You want me to cum inside you hm? Paint your walls till I drip out of you for days” his words only made you whimper, opening your eyes in order to look at him. You bite at your bottom lip and nod your head quickly, moments away from cumming around him.

When you bite your lip he lets go of one of your hands, moving it to cup at your jaw, squeezing it so your mouth opens slightly. “Don’t you dare. I want them to hear you… hear how you scream out for me” all you can do is nod again, letting out every moan, whine and whimper that rises out of your chest.

When König manages to hit a aching spot inside you the tension inside you snaps. Back arching as your legs tense and shake around his waist, your pussy clenching down on him like a vice. The feeling causing him to groan “That’s it… cum for me” it was spoken through gritted teeth.

His own orgasm rushing over him like a wave as your walls continue to flutter around him. His eyes roll back until they flutter shut, a deep groan leaving his lips as he murmurs out sweet praises, his hips stopping as he presses them against yours, keeping his cock deep inside you as it spills ropes of his cum over your velvety walls.

As he slowly comes back down from his high, his eyes open and he watches how you tremble slightly on the bed from the aftershocks of your pleasure. He leans down to whisper into your ear “You belong to me” his voice low and unwavering, only being met by a soft whimper.

He pulls back from your neck and his eyes lock with yours, their half-lidded gaze having his heart beating out of his chest… to him the sight was practically toe curling. His hand cups your cheek and traces his thumb over your cheekbone. “Mein Schatz” you lean softly into his touch.

The rest of the night he spent pampering you, holding you in his arms and feeding you all the Linzer cookies you asked for. Massaging you if you were sore and taking moments to caress at your scalp ever so gently.

Although he loved to claim you in a way that had his animalistic side growling, König was never one to skip over aftercare. You belonged to him, so it was his responsibility to make sure you were properly taken care of, especially when he fucked you till your mind melted.

“You’re all mine… god if that prick could see you now” you look at him confused at his words, he simply kisses your head “Nothing for you to worry about Schatz. Just some unfinished business”

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mortal-kombattore-115 · 1 year

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👑 King 👑

#bun when she runs out of description ideas🧍‍♀️#I was originally gonna add horangi in the second one but uh...i couldn't be bothered trying to draw his camo 💀#Call of Duty #Modern Warfare #König #call of duty modern warfare #konig #modern warfare konig #mortal's art

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seastarryclouds · 1 year

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New meme just dropped, draw your blorbo holding you like this

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tacticalprincess · 1 month

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bouncing on nerd!könig’s cock while he gushes about how pretty you are, his rambling dipping in and out of german because your pussy has fried his brain so much he’s practically incoherent. glasses all foggy, not knowing which part of you to hold onto because he’s so overwhelmed so he ends up groping every bit of skin he can reach, inexperienced hands mapping out all the dips and curves of your body with rough squeezes. he doesn’t let go of you even after he cums, unintentionally overstimulating himself because you just feel so good wrapped around him, he doesn’t want it to end :( he even starts sloppily meeting your thrusts, trying to get his dick deeper than your cunt has room for, too pussydrunk to worry about breaking you.

you decide to put him out of his misery by giving his mouth something to do that isn’t make a fool out of himself, shoving his face into your chest. it only makes his moans and whimpers louder as he sucks your sensitive nipples so hard you almost start to think he’s expecting milk :(

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jagdkommandos · 8 months

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NSFW alphabet template (König Edition)

I made this account to try and get into writing more so i thought a prompt template might be a fun way to start it off….various headcanons of König because I spend too much time thinking about him🥰 maybe some brief mentions of harder kinks but nothing graphic/detailed or illegal dw

Original Template here!

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Always concerned with your wellbeing when you finish, he’ll immediately get you water and hold you. Afterwards he’ll get your clothes if you ask, or let you lay in the bed and rest as he makes dinner. Loves to do things after, and will make snacks so you can stay in bed and watch movies or spend time together.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

For his partner’s body, their legs/hips. He’ll cover them with kisses and bite marks, manhandling them any chance he gets (only with your enthusiastic consent, of course)

For himself, his arms. He loves being able to hold you so strongly, and carry you around in them. He also loves watching you grab his biceps during missionary, they make a great holding bar so you don’t slide away from his force.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

cums A LOT. With little experience, and not making masturbation a habit, when he does go at it he goes hard. Not only does he have a huge load, but he’s gonna want to come multiple times. He loves seeing it on or in you.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

ties into wild card a bit further down, but he’s definitely into some more degrading stuff. He really loves that he’s basically guaranteed to be bigger than his partner, because he loves feeling like he has control, but he goes to great lengths to hide it because he feels bad about it. In theory, he’d love to call you names or be rough during sex, but the one time he tries he probably feels so terrible he stops, even if you like it.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

He’s definitely had a couple partners in his life, but he hasn’t been sleeping around. He knows the basics, but if you wanted to try something spicier, he might need some direction.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

On top, facing you with your legs on his shoulders. dunno what you’d call that, but it definitely gives the perfect view of your reaction and the best angle for kissing and biting.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

He’s too self conscious to act silly or weird during sex, and will try to act reserved, but he’ll match whatever mood you’ve set once he’s more comfortable.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Relatively well trimmed, I don’t think he’d be totally bald or have any designs but he likes to keep the hair short and out of the way.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Super romantic, the first few times you had sex in a relationship he would definitely always initiate it with a date first. Even when it became too regular for that to be convenient, he’d still approach you in a very loving way.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

He doesn’t do it a lot, his anxiety gets in the way when he’s left alone for too long and he gets paranoid about someone catching him. He’ll do it if he gets worked up enough, though.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

any sort of marking. He would probably never admit it, but anything like branding, biting, any sort of symbol of unification.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

A good old bedroom, preferably one set up beforehand to be suited for a few hours of intimacy (think big bed, lots of pillows, flowers on the table, toys in the bedstand, waterbottles on hand for when you take breaks. He’s a sucker for cheesy romantic settings.)

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Any buildup of sexual tension drives him mad if he wants you. Interrupted before he has to go to work? he’ll spend the whole day with you in the back of his mind. Edging him or teasing him? He’ll get so frustrated he wants to throw you on the bed and have his way. He’s also totally into restraining his partner, because he loves watching them try to resist the pleasure he gives them. Anything that shows him you’re overly eager for him will drive him crazy.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Anything public. This dude def even locks the bedroom door when you go at it. He doesn’t want to be caught in an awkward position, and he doesn’t want to put you in one, either. He’d be too busy watching his surroundings to enjoy himself.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

He loves receiving, but he’s a fan of giving too. He’d never demand it from you, but if you initiate head he’ll lose his mind. He’s pretty good at giving, and he’d offer to pretty often, but he loves being able to watch your face as he receives.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

He starts out slow and romantic, trying to be gentle, but has a hard time containing himself and always ends up increasing his pace after a while.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

not a fan, He doesn’t feel like it provides equal satisfaction to both parties. He much prefers multiple short rounds in a row, or one long session. Quickies feel too impersonal and almost disrespectful because he doesn’t just bang to get off.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

He likes the idea of risks, but only in controlled environment. He wouldn’t be able to do anything genuinely public or rank-risking, but he’d probably be into roleplaying it.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

He doesn’t last long before nutting, but he regains energy fast (you can’t tell me this massive specops dude doesnt have record breaking recovery time) and is ready to go for multiple rounds

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

He wouldn’t use anything like a fleshlight, but he’d keep a small collection of various toys of your choosing for him to use during sex.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Bigger on being teased than teasing. Egging him on when you can’t have sex will basically ensure a wild time when he gets you alone. He won’t be able to stop thinking about it the whole time. Once he’s comfortable though, he’s definitely more eager to tease you back or start it, because he actually enjoys the dynamic.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Tries to be quiet, fails miserably. He’ll start out with heavy breathing, but it’ll descend into a series of swearing, german words, and loud grunting. He also LOVES to hear you make noise, otherwise he worries he’s doing it wrong.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Into some more extreme things, but he’d never tell anyone that. Knifeplay, blindfolding, branding, biting, etc. but only, ONLY if you are the one who initiates it, and you’ll probably have to practically beg him, because otherwise he will always feel bad about it, even if you agree and he asks first.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

dude is RIPPED. He has largely athletic related hobbies, and an active job in the military, so he stays in top shape. He’s got pretty clear skin because he’s got good hygiene, and all his body hair is either trimmed or removed because he doesn’t like how it looks or feels under all his gear. He’s got a decent amount of scars from work, mostly along his chest and arms but also some on his lower body and maybe a couple on his face. Also definitely packing, because he is 6’10 and because I say so. It’s gotta be like 13 inches long.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

He has a high sex drive, but the average person would never know because he has it under great control. Unless you initiate, he’s never gonna harass or beg because he’s horny, but he will take care of himself once he’s alone. Live with him as his girlfriend though, and you’ll never have a free moment.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

sex wakes him up. You’ll wake up hours after sex and find him still busying himself with various tasks and hobbies, cleaning the house, etc. as if it reinvigorated him. Sometimes he’ll even ask for it if he knows he has a lot to do in a night, because it motivates him and acts as a stress reliever.

A/N: I hc könig as a huge service top and i cant stop thinking about it so thats what 90% of this is sorry i need him to be my husband rn

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sweetiecutie · 4 months

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Husband! König is very happy that your parents decide to finally come over to your house for a week to spend Christmas and New Year with you two. König does genuinely enjoy their company - they’re his family now after all, not only by law but by feelings that connect you all.

But there’s a little but. Husband! König just can’t help but feel frustrated at the lack of intimacy between you two these past days. Not only have you been occupied with holiday preparations, shortening the usual amount of attention you gave him, but constant presence of both your parents around the house meant nearly to no sex. From fucking you whenever and wherever he pleased, König now had to settle for a quick hand- or blowjob from you in a bathroom before going back to your parents, all broad smiles and innocence in your eyes.

Husband! König who clenches his chiseled jaw, throwing his head back so it hits the wall behind with a soft ‘thud’ as he tries his absolute hardest to bite back all the moans and groans threatening to slip off his tongue. You coo sweet apologies to him as your hand fists his leaking cock before the warmth of your mouth wraps around thick shaft, sinking down on it until your nose is buried into small bush of dark blonde hair on König’s pubic.

König can barely stay upright, the lack of any sexual interaction between you two in these past days making him even more sensitive. A string of hissed curses falling from bitten lips as your throat moulded to the shape of his dick, clenching down on him as you bob your head up and down, fucking the cum out of your husband with your mouth.

Husband! König who doesn’t last for long, soon flooding your throat with his thick pearly cum, making you gag and cough around his softening dick. You slip your mouth off his dick, tucking it back into his boxers and pressing a small kiss right under his bellybutton, practically making König melt in your arms. “I’m sorry baby, I promise that I’ll make up to you once they leave” you whisper, pressing another quick kiss to his tummy before standing up and exiting the bathroom, leaving your hubby all hot and bothered still>:[

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yawnderu · 7 months

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Sex Pollen — König x Reader

"I'm sorry, mein Engel." König whined out as he kept ramming into you, your moaning mixed with his low groaning and soft whines whenever he overestimulated himself. He came inside you four times already, yet the effects of the gas you both accidentally inhaled had him hard as a rock. He couldn't stop even if he wanted, even when you were asking him to stop for a second so your abused cunt could take a break.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry... it feels too good to stop. Ah, scheiße... like that." His big gloved hands guided your hips up and down, thrusting up to meet you halfway as his head dropped back against the wall, eyes closed as he focused on feeling your wet cunt wrap tightly around his fat dick. Truth to be told, he wanted his first time with you to be special. He wanted to invite you out on a date and if he got lucky, he wanted to have a romantic love-making session with you, yet here he is; moving your much smaller body up and down his cock, using your pussy to jerk himself off, filling you up like nothing.

"Mein Gott... you're so tight." He hisses out, grabbing your hips before he manages to get up with his dick still inside you. Your arms wrap around his neck for support as he begins to fuck into you like a madman, using your much smaller body as if you're nothing but a fleshlight. The mask is still hiding his face, yet you can imagine just how pretty his face looks simply by looking at the desperate look in his eyes as his gaze narrows.

"Just... give me one more, schätzchen, one more and I'll stop." It was probably a lie. His dick was still rock-hard, and his body couldn't get enough of you. The drug left his body the first time he came, yet he couldn't stop himself from being inside you. All those times he spent jerking off to the thought of you, whenever you accidentally touched him, whenever you looked at him, whenever he heard your voice, the one time he was able to get a hold of your used panties, all those moments of waiting patiently were worth it in the end.

"Verdammt." He muttered softly as he felt your pussy cramping down on him, burying his face on your neck as he began muttering pure non-sense in German, pushing his dick all the way inside so your cervix welcomed his 5th load. He let out a deep groan, holding you close as your cunt milked him dry.

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emoelvin · 6 months

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Warm&cozy

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euno11a · 1 month

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You’re riding König, he’s laid out beneath you as his dick sits in you. You made a bet with him saying you could make him cum in less than 10 minutes.

“W-wait, stop, stop…”

“What? Don’t tell me you’re already ready to tap out. Scared you’re going to lose?”

He shakes his head, looking up at you. He looked so vulnerable beneath you.

“No…just stop moving like that…” he mumbles, not looking away from you.

“Like what…? Like this?” You grind on his dick, he lets out a small gasp as his eyes roll backwards.

“Oh…fuck…” he whispers.

You smirk down at him and place your hands on his pecs to lean down closer to him. “What was that?” You ask in a playful voice.

“N-nothing!” He says quickly, eyes fluttering shut.

“Okay. Well, I’ll get off the-”

“Wait!” He says hurriedly, grabbing your hips to keep you on him. “Don’t move…”

You look down at him to see his blissed out eyes…what a good boy he was.

#18+ content #cod modern warfare #call of duty modern warfare 2 #call of duty #konig cod #konig x reader #konig mw2 #konig smut #konig call of duty #cod konig #konig x you #sub konig

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pearlcigs · 6 months

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⋆ virgin!gf

ghost with a virgin!gf who taunts you with your virginity any chance he gets

ghost with a virgin!gf who only lets you cuddle with him when your panties are off but the second you rub against him for any kind of friction he's done

ghost with a virgin!gf who loves watching you try to get yourself off but you can't seem to get the hang of it

ghost with a virgin!gf who sits you on his thigh while he works and let's you 'discreetly' hump his thigh

ghost with a virgin!gf who jerks his leg to break your rhythm when he thinks you're getting too close

ghost with a virgin!gf who will lay you on the bed and strip you of all your clothes, blowing on your cunt to watch it flutter with need

ghost with a virgin!gf who lets you jerk his big cock off when you get him too worked up (especially right before a meeting)

könig with a virgin!gf who finds joy in feeling you squirm in bed next to him at night from how pent up he makes you

könig with a virgin!gf who will let you cup your hands around the bulge in his pants for no reason other to compare how little your hands are compared to his dick

könig with a virgin!gf who encourages you to wear revealing outfits and you do in hopes that he'll break and finally fuck you (he never does)

könig with a virgin!gf who really wants to take your virginity and him not being able to have sex with you is really hard for him but the teasing and edging pleasure he gets from making you wait is worth it

könig with a virgin!gf who will deadass just tell people you’re a virgin to embarrass you

könig with a virgin!gf who gets your hopes up by saying that he'll finally fuck you but the catch is he'll only fuck you anally

könig with a virgin!gf who loves watching you give him puppy dog eyes as you beg him for any kind of contact

first part (same person, just different blogs.)

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coqvttes · 6 months

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୨୧― KINKTOBER: ❝DON'T BE GENTLE❞ ― KÖNIG.

― ꒰ SIZE KINK ✰ KINKTOBER M.LIST ꒱ ―

୨୧˚ synopsis: after begging your gentle giant of a lover, könig to go rough on you, he lets loose tonight and shows you just how strong he really is...

୨୧˚ warnings: nsfw 16+ only, manhandling, size kink, p in v, petnames, degradation, fem!reader, sub!reader, dom!könig, creampie, teasing, hairpulling, dacryphilia?, roughness, spanking, slapping, aftercare, lmk if i forgot anything!

୨୧˚ wc: 1.4k

your jaw hangs open and your glossy eyes are practically rolling back into your head as he pounds into your sopping cunt mercilessly. plump tits bouncing freely with every harsh thrust of his, causing your thoughts to grow hazy and dumb. his large, rough palms are stretched out on both sides of you, his rough fingers digging into the mattress, keeping you caged beneath his much larger frame.

you try your best to focus on his burly figure above you, but you keep whining as your little cunt struggles to take all of him in. your eyes become squeezed shut, your head turning to the side as you grow lost in the overwhelming pleasure, but you're alerted by the sudden light slap on your cheek. you gasp at the contact and more tears spill from your eyes.

"wan' you to ruin me, könig! don't want you to be gentle", you had pleaded fluttering your lashes at him innocently. and that's how you end up like this. tiny body pinned down on his king-sized bed as he forces his massive dick inside of your needy little cunt. all your little brain can manage to think about is how big he is.

gosh, you've never felt so full with how he's meanly bullying his cock into your drooling cunt with no remorse whatsoever. your shaky little hands gripping onto his huge bulging biceps with so much strength that if were he another man, it would hurt — but no, he's könig of course.

your mind is void of coherent thoughts as all you can manage to do is moan delightedly, accepting all that he gives you. with his strong arms he moves both of your legs up to rest on his shoulders. a high-pitched pornographic moan slips from your lips as you get used to the new angle.

his thick cock hitting all of the sweet spots inside of you, encouraging hot tears to roll down your cheeks. your fingers slide up his toned abdomen, needing to feel anything and everything that's his. he takes in the sight of you beneath him and he almost feels bad for being so rough with you, but he keeps his composure.

with the lewd medley of the headboard banging into the wall, wet squelching, your sweet moans, and obscene skin-on-skin slapping noises, the sounds bouncing off the walls of your bedroom are purely sinful. creating a tune that he doesn't ever want to forget, and neither do you.

your watery innocent eyes plead with his own as if begging him to slow down. but no, the last thing you want him to do right now is slow down. shaky hands reach up to his broad shoulders, trying to hold onto him for purchase and your lips part as you try and push yourself up in a frantic attempt to kiss him.

your body desperately yearning for his gentle touch in contrast to his brutal movements. you're relieved he begins to lean down, his lips merely inches away from your own, but he doesn’t kiss you. you let out a pitiful whine and he almost laughs at you with how pathetic you’re being.

in a single moment, with little effort, he cruelly pulls out of your warmth, flipping you over onto your tummy. you squeal at how easy it is for him to manhandle you around into different positions that suit his liking. you hate to admit that his strength alone turns you on so much. before you can complain to him, he’s pushing into you again, picking up on the brutal pace as if nothing had happened.

"du bettelst immer darum, gefickt zu werden, nicht wahr, kleine schlampe?" he snarls, snapping his hips against yours. (always begging to get fucked aren't you, little slut)

pathetic moans and cries spill from your lips into the sheets as he pounds into you mercilessly, his calloused palms gripping onto your hips so tight you’ll probably have bruises in the morning.

"du magst es, wenn ich dich eine schlampe nenne hm, dirty girl?" his rough movements are relentless as he makes no effort to slow down. (you like it when i call you a slut hm, dirty girl)

your mewls are muffled by the bed and he's having none of it. he raises his hand slightly before bringing it back down, spanking you. you lunge forward from the sensation. he then pulls your head up from the mattress by your hair, but not too hard, he doesn’t want to hurt you.

“say it.” he punctuates each of his words with a harsh thrust.

“y-yes! i love it—mmm!�� you blubber out desperately, your hands gripping the sheets beneath you for dear life. he lets go of your hair and you can practically hear his satisfied smirk as his thrusts grow stronger, deeper and faster, rutting into you like an animal. you take it like a good girl, his good girl as if you were made for him.

he applies just enough pressure with his palm pressing down on your lower back that makes you arch just perfectly. his rough palms kneading into your arse whilst you let him use you as he pleases.

just as you feel your climax approaching, he stops thrusting, hot tears spill down your cheeks as your fists bunch up the sheets beneath you. your weeping cunt clenches around him, dragging a gluttonous groan from his mouth. he leans down, pressing his chest to your back, his lips lingering just by your ear.

“say please, schatz,” you just know he’s grinning evilly behind you and you lose all sense of self-respect, just wanting to cum so bad.

“p-please! wanna cum please, i’ll be good!”

satisfied with your answer he gives you no warning as he slips back into you with ease, the wetness of your cunt sucking him in making it easy for him to thrust into you. you slowly feel your knees starting to give out, but thats not a problem, he holds you up easily and you feel your muscles tensing as you feel your orgasm approaching.

the sounds of his grunting, the squelching noises from your cunt, and the tingling in your core cause your mind to go numb and your body to spasm as you cum around him with a high-pitched cry, collapsing into the bed.

he follows moments after you, driving into you a few more times before his hips stutter as he releases inside of you, making you feel full and warm with him. as you catch your breath, his fingers, now gentle, run up and down your back tenderly in a soothing motion.

“was i too mean to you, schatz?” his voice is different now, it’s genuine and caring. he pulls out of you slowly, gently turning you over so he can see your pretty face. you shake your head and tug him down for a kiss. you sigh into his lips, finally getting a taste of his lips that you'd been yearning for the whole night.

"i'll be right back, liebling." pulling away from you, he smiles down at your post-euphoric state. sliding off of the bed, he slips his briefs back on and disappears into the bathroom for a few minutes before returning with a playful grin.

slipping into your warm embrace, he wastes no time in cradling you in his brawny arms. you almost laugh at his switch of character, how he was just moments earlier, fucking your brains out and now he's picking you up in his arms like his sweetheart. supporting you from under your knees and arms, he carries you to the bathroom, you smile fondly at the sight of a warm bath ready just for you.

he carefully lowers you down into the porcelain tub and you exhale contently as your sore body makes contact with the warm temperature of the bathwater along with the sweet smell of your lavender soap, and the gentle touch of könig's palm as he strokes your blushing cheek tenderly.

and after a few heartbeats of watching you bathe, he just can't help himself before getting into the tub behind you, the water splashing everywhere as his much larger body envelopes yours. pulling your bare back flush against his chest, your frame now trapped in his loving embrace. in that moment you just know, he'll always care for you, your one and only könig.

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