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Christmas Party w/ König

MDNI🔞

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>cw:fem/afab, drinking, p in v, public-ish sex

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König loses a bet with Horangi and comes into work dressed as Santa Claus during the small Christmas party being held in the common room. While everyone is sitting around and eating food while chatting, a heavy silence falls upon the room when König’s heavy footsteps disrupt the festivities. 

In the doorway he stands with a scowl hidden beneath his cheap Santa beard. It’s the most anyone has seen of his face before, the only reason everyone knows it’s König is because of his massive size. The silence is disrupted by Horangi’s loud cackles; one arm wrapped around his abdomen as he points with his other hand. 

“You look so fucking stupid!” Horangi nearly falls off of his chair. 

König says nothing just walking in with a velvety sack over his shoulder. He walks up to Horangi and simply pushes his head to the side in anger. “Shut up.” He hisses. 

You sit there giggling softly. König notices, blushing softly. He clears his throat trying to push down the butterflies he always gets when he’s near you. Walking past you, he sits on an empty chair and leans back. 

Most people in the room go back to their small conversations, but you, with the courage of heavily spiked eggnog, stand from your seat and make your way over to König. He looks up at you with a surprised look on his face. Before he can say anything to you, you sit on his lap and place an arm around his shoulder. 

“Hey there, Santa.”

“Hallo…” König’s voice cracks as he looks into your glimmering eyes. 

Horangi looks at you sitting on his lap with astonishment. 

“Am I on the naughty or nice list this year?” You ask giggling. 

That giggle. 

“You…” his eyes unintentionally drop to the curve of your breasts, “are on the nice list.” 

“Am I?” You reach out and tug on his beard, lightly letting it snap back against his face. 

“Ja…”

König can feel his cock beginning to grow erect as you wiggle on his lap slightly. The side of your leg rubbing against the crotch of his red Santa pants. His heart thumps in his chest as he tries his best to act unaffected by your presence. 

“That’s a shame. I wanted to be on the naughty list.”

“Why would you want that?” He asks, chuckling slightly. 

You giggle at the sound of his nervous chuckle. The light in the room makes his pale blue eyes shimmer in yours. His cock twitches slightly, bumping your leg and causing your attention to drift downwards. 

“Maybe I wanted Santa to punish me.”

“Punish you?”

“Punish me.” You lean closer to him as you speak, the smell of the alcohol on your lips wafts to his nose. 

König stands, grasping the plump flesh on your ass and hips, fingers digging in, as his hips ram into yours at a quick pace. His red pants dropped and resting around his ankles. Your loud drunken moans fill the room as your breasts bounce free from your blouse.

“Naughty girl.” König growls as his wide palm comes down to spank your ass, leaving a red mark in its wake. 

“Fuck yes! Punish me with your fat cock!” You cry out as you feel the stinging burn from the slap. 

“Perfect fucking ass…” Is all you’re able to understand before König begins to speak in German. Telling you how long he’s been wanting to feel you wrapped around his cock, see you underneath him. 

A smile crosses your face as your body feels as if it’s floating on a cloud of pure ecstasy. You can feel yourself drop down the side of your leg each time his cock pulls out before pulling a pathetic moan from you once he buries himself back inside of you. Your head turns to look at him, the Santa beard barely even in his face, exposing his scarred handsome face. His eyes meet yours and he simply smirks before grasping a handful of your hair and forcing your face down. 

Outside the door Horangi and a few other soldiers stand with jaws dropped and looks of shock on their faces. The sound of the creaking desk, flesh on flesh, and orgasmic pleasure pour out into the hallway where they stand.

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Anger Relief With König (fem)

MDNI🔞

Master List ✍🏽

>cw: fem/afab, power difference, p in v, pregnancy kink

1.0k word count

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“Office. Now.” König nearly shouts at you as he marches by.

The soldiers you sit by all look at you with a look of concern written all over their faces. Colonel König isn’t exactly known as the nicest man on base, and to have his anger directed at you can only spell trouble. You look at them before letting out a defeated sigh and standing up to follow him. König is already out of sight; his long legs effortlessly carry him quickly from one side of base to the other.

A few moments later, you wind up in front of his office. The door is ajar, leaving you unsure if you should knock or just walk in. When you hear König’s voice boom, “Enter,” your decision is made for you. 

You walk in, closing the door behind you. König stands over his desk, his balled-up fist resting on the papers scattered across his desk. For a moment you freeze, unable to  muster up the courage to speak first. 

“Colonel—” 

“What took you so long?” 

“I—”

“I don’t care.” He stands up, looking directly into his sharp blue eyes. “I’ve had a…very bad day.”

“I’m sorry sir—” 

“Shhh.” König grabs the bottom of his shirt and pulls it up and over his head. “Undress.” 

You don’t move. Simply sit there as you watch König fully undress. You can’t help but to let your eyes travel over his body. He snaps his fingers at you, causing you to quickly jump up and begin to remove your own uniform. There are millions of thoughts going through your mind as you shyly place your hands over your breasts, only left in your panties.

“Take those off.” He points to the purple underwear.

“I- I didn’t shave…” 

“I didn’t ask. Off.”

König walks to the desk in front of you, leaning back on it as his eyes remain glued on your body. The full bush between your legs becomes exposed, causing you to blush a bright shade of red; this isn’t a situation you thought you’d ever find yourself in. Especially not with König.

He says nothing, grabbing your waist and lifting you. You wrap your legs around his waist, watching as he turns and in one swipe, pushes the mess on his desk onto the floor. Effortlessly, he swings you over and gently places you down on the desk. His eyes travel between your legs as he spreads them apart, pulling you closer to the edge of the desk. He rubs his hands up and down your thighs, enjoying the tender feeling of your flesh beneath his own rough skin.

You look down as he rubs the head of his cock between your folds. A wave of embarrassment flushes over you as you realize how wet you already are from simply seeing your Colonel’s nude body. He, on the other hand, loves it. There are no words exchanged between the two of you; you understand your role in this moment so you allow him to use your body to relieve his stress. 

König slips his cock down, feeling the head slip into your cunt. His gaze meets yours as he begins to ease himself into you, slowly slipping in every inch of his almost ten-inch cock. A loud gasping moan leaves your lips as you feel yourself begin to stretch out, wrapping so tightly around him. 

“Shhh…” His voice sounds weakened by the pleasure that’s flowing over him. 

Allowing you no time to adjust to his size, König pulls his hips back and begins to thrust into you at a merciless pace. Your abdomen muscles tense as your jaw drops open. No words or sounds escape you as your eye widen from the mix of overwhelming pleasure and a stuffed type of pain. You reach out and grab his arms, squeezing as your nails slightly dig into his skin. 

“Scratch me.” He pants as the small stinging of your nails only adds to the pleasure of the moment. 

You listen to him, scratching his arms and chest as you lose yourself in the euphoric moment with him. “König…please.”

“I’m going to cum.” König moans.

“I’m so close—” He places a hand over your mouth to silence you. 

You can feel his cock throbbing deep within you as he moans loudly, harshly slamming into you at a slower pace as he feels his balls empty. You’re panting for air as your legs tremble, your own release quickly following his. He moves his hand and stands upright, pulling his cock from you. The tip has a string of cum dripping down, his body glistening covered in his own sweat.

“No plan B.” He says without looking at you as he gathers his uniform to dress himself. “I can check medical.” The words seem more like a threat than a request. Letting you know that he’s willing to abuse his power to control you. 

You walk back to the common room with shaky legs and a hazy mind. So many different thoughts swirl around in your head. What exactly just happened? Why no birth control? What does this mean for the status of your relationship with him?

The other soldiers at the table remain, looking at you with worry.

“What happened?”

“Are you okay? Did he hit you?” 

A wave of questions gets thrown your way before you’ve even gotten a chance to sit down. Once you do, you can feel just how sore your pussy is after that. There is a gross squish sensation in your panties since you didn’t get the chance to clean yourself up before having to leave his office. You take a moment and look at them all, trying to decide what you should say to them. 

You clear your throat and shrug your shoulders. “I’m okay. He just…” Your eyes move from each of theirs, seeing the want for hot gossip. “He just yelled at me and forced me to file some shit.” You lie.

“Oh…”

“Well, I guess that’s better than what some have gotten.”

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Hi Hi I love your work ! Could you write a boss-König x janitor-reader who works night shifts because she has school during the day and hes just obsessed with her. ❤️

Hi! Thank you!! Of course🥰

Boss!König x Janitor!Reader (fem)

MDNI🔞

Master List ✍🏽

>cw: fem/afab, sexual thoughts, masturbation

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König walks down the hallway with his empty coffee cup in hand, making his way to the break room to refill his cup. Also, to try and locate where you are. It’s only been three months since he’s hired you, yet you’re all that consumes his mind. The building is empty, other than you, he’s the only worker left. He pulls it off as just being a hard-working manager, but really, he only began working late nights the moment you started.

As he walks up to the break room, he sees you there. The uniform's dark blue khaki pants hug your hips tightly, only extenuating the shape of your ass and thighs. He lingers in the doorway for just a moment longer as he watches you bend over to clean a chair with a small mess left behind. While he hates how hard you have to work, he loves to see you do it.

In his mind he imagines his large hands wrapping around your waist, pulling your body close to his as he takes a deep inhale of your scent. Lifting his mask to be able to press his lips against the silk feeling of your skin as he slowly strips you of your uniform. Right here, he would bend you over the counter and admire the beauty before him. What sounds could you make as he slips his fingers into your tight cunt? Would you squirm as the pleasure builds? Beg for his cock to fuck you?

“Hello, sir.”

Your voice snaps him out of his fantasy. König adjusts his stance and clears his throat, tilting his head to you in a way to say hello. The sound of your voice sends a tingle throughout his body, just the way your lips move when you speak turns him on. You’re the perfect woman.

“Hallo, y/n.” König walks to the coffee pot and begins to pour some into his mug. “How are you tonight?”

“I’m okay. You?”

“Same. How is school?”

“Oh, it’s going great.” You smile at him, melting his heart with those fucking lips.

“I love to hear that. I’m proud of you for continuing your education.” He turns to you, feeling awkward for the comment, but he really is. The amount of ambition you have to move up in life mirrors his own. You’d make a great power couple…

“Thank you, sir.” You say with a tiny giggle. God. Such an angelic sound.

As König sits at his desk, he replays the small interaction you two had. Every time you two speak, he wants to ask you so much about yourself, get closer to you in some way more than simply being your manager. The sound of your footsteps attracts his attention to the hallway, his door wide open allowing him to see you perfectly.

A strand of your hair has fallen free from your elastic band, causing it to fall in front of your face, framing the delicate shape. Even in your uniform you look so desirable to him. His eyes are glued to you as you pull the mop from the bucket, moving it in a seemingly elegant movement. Never before has he been so turned on to see a woman clean the floor.

Your small feminine hands wrap around the wooden handle as the strand of hair moves with every movement you make. König can’t help but to allow his mind to wander to…unholy places. The mental image of you on your knees before him as he sits back in his desk chair. How your hands would look wrapped around his thick cock, fingers not even able to wrap around his girth fully. Watching as you pull back his foreskin to circle the tip of your tongue around his cock.

Without realizing it, his hand begins to rub against his cock through his pants. A small wet spot forming on the dark fabric from the precum. Your eyes meet his for a moment, smiling at him before looking away. He huffs, watching as you slowly fade from his view and disappear down the hall. All he wants to do is stand up, drag you into the office, and fuck the shit out of you. If you’d give him your body, mind, and soul; he’d pay for the rest of your schooling and make sure you never have to work such a labor-intensive job again. He could take care of you.

“Fuck, I need you.” König says under his breath as he pulls at his belt, unable to control himself. His cock twitches, begging for friction. Begging to be buried deep inside of you. His cock springs free from his pants as he leans back, stroking his cock as he daydreams about what it would be like to have you.

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Krampus König Poll!

The holidays are quickly approaching. Should König be Krampus coming to punish you for being a naughty woman all year. Or should he be dressed up at the festival and approach you. The suit stays on during 😏. Or maybe...both?

ILY all and I hope you all have a great day/night. Please stay hydrated🩷

For more AU stories, click here!

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Late Night With König (fem)

MDNI🔞

Master List ✍🏽

>cw:fem/afab, fluff & smut, p in v, fingering

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You wake up to the cold in the room shocking your senses from the blanket that has been pulled off of you by König. One arm about his head as he snores loudly. The first night back in his own bed, he’s the most relaxed he’s been in months. 

As you shiver slightly, you scoot closer to König, tugging the blanket to fit next to him. His arms instinctively wrap around you once he feels the heat of your body radiate over his. You bury your face in his chest to get a good deep inhale of his scent. There are no words to describe the feeling of home you get when he’s by your side. Such a strong big man, snoring gently and holding you like a teddy bear. 

“I love you.” You whisper.

“I love you too…” König responds in a soft groggy tone. 

“Sleep, love.” You reach up to caress his face.

König slips one of his hands around to your chest, grabbing a handful of your breast and squeezing it softly; enjoying the delicate feeling in his large hand. A pleased hum ininates from his throat as he tilts his head down to kiss the top of your head. “I’ve missed you so much.” His hand lets go, running his fingers along the fabric of your shirt to feel your hard nipples. 

“I’ve missed waking up next to you.” He lazily drifts his hand down your body and slips underneath your shirt. “Just touching what is mine.” His fingers pinch your nipples and tug.

You press your legs together, letting out a gentle huff as you feel a wave of plush rush over your body. As you tilt your head up, König leans down and presses his wet lips against yours in a passionate kiss. The muscles in the abdomen tense as he runs his hand down your belly to the elastic band of your underwear. You part your legs, allowing his hand more room. 

The moment König’s fingers tenderly graze the warmth between your legs, his fingers get coated in your arousal. A small smirk forms on his lips as he kisses you. He lets his fingers slip back and forth between your folds until your leg twitches. Wasting no time, he begins to rub small circles over your clit, breaking the kiss to listen to your small cries of pleasure.

“König…” His name falls from your lips with a pathetic whine. 

“Ja, baby?”

“Fuck…” 

“Cum for me, Maus.” 

You run your hand down his abdomen to reach his erection straining against his boxer briefs. His hips buck forward into the warmth of your palm, groaning as a burst of pleasure shoots throughout the length of his cock. Your fingers grab his girth, moaning as his fingers slip down, shoving two into your tight cunt; his thumb rubbing circles over your clit. 

“Oh– fuck!” Your head drops and rests on his chest as your legs begin to tremble.

“Just like that.” König doesn’t stop until you push his hand away from being too overstimulated. His hands go to his waistband and begin to pull them down, rolling over underneath the covers to rest his body between your legs. He thrust forward, letting his cock slip along your soaking wet pussy. Not even wanting to break the moment for a condom, König slips his thick cock into you, burying himself in deeply.

“Liebling…” König moans, wrapping his arms tightly around your body. “Ich liebe dich… you’re mine.”

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Sorry!

I apologize for the lack of post the last two days! I've had multiple doctor visits back to back and have been emotionally and physically drained. I have more tomorrow but will post something short and sweet💘

I hope everyone has/had a great day. ily all🩷

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new mom reader whose just suffering from postpartum depression and rage and lashes out at konig when he come back from the longest deployment ..i need angst

Yes🩷 To all with postpartum I hope you know that you're doing amazing and that you're so so loved.

König x PPD!Reader (fem)

>cw:fem/afab, postpartum depression/rage, angst, sad thoughts

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You sit on the couch with tear-stained eyes and a milk-stained shirt. It took three hours to get your two-month-old baby to settle down and take a nap. On the couch to your left is a pile of laundry needing to be folded, the energy to do so nowhere to be found.

For a moment, you lean back on the couch and gaze up at the white ceiling above you. Silent tears stream down the side of your face as you do your best to hold back your sobs. It feels as if for this moment, you cease to exist. There are only the sounds of a soft lullaby coming from the nursery and the fan. Time stands still and your broken heart only grows heavier. Motherhood wasn’t supposed to be this lonely.

As your body begins to disconnect from your thoughts, you can feel yourself slipping into a sleepy state of peace. It’s been days since you’ve gotten anything more than 2 hours straight. If you could just…sleep…maybe it would be better.

Just before your body can fully slip away into serenity, you’re pulled back to reality as the from door of your home slams open. At first your heart jumps, thinking that it’s a robber. Then König’s Austrian accent booms out throughout the home.

“Meine Liebling! I’m home!” König shouts as he loudly drops his heavy duffle bag onto the tile floor of the entrance. 

In an instant, you stand up and shush him. A look of furry fires up in your eyes. The joy of seeing him is quickly pushed out by the rage of him being so inconsiderate that he thinks he can disrupt your day. No heads up about his arrival, not even the courtesy to be quiet upon entering.

“Schatz, give me a kiss!” König still speaks loudly as he grabs your waist.

It’s been about two days since you’ve showered, feeling completely disgusting, you push him away. “Shut up!” You hiss at him.

“Excuse me?” He gazes down at you confused and slightly offended. His hand reaches back out and wraps around your waist, pulling you close once again. “What’s the matter with you?”

“Stop grabbing me.” You growl as you once more push away. “I haven’t showered and you could—”

Just then the baby starts to cry. A loud ear-piercing whine coming from down the hall making your heart drop and stomach turn. You look up at König wanting to smack that stupid smile off of his happy face. 

“You woke her up! I just got her to bed and you fucking come in here and ruin it all!” Your voice cracks with strong emotions as you scream.

König looks at you with his eyebrows furrowed, this isn’t the welcome home he was expecting. You’ve clearly changed from when he left you. Unable to control his own emotions having just come back from deployment, he snaps back.

“What the fuck is your problem?!”

“You! You’re selfish!” You turn and walk towards the nursery. 

“Nein.” König grabs your arm and spins you around. “You haven’t even said hello to me. Just yelling at me. Do you know how that makes me feel?”

“How you feel?” You laugh. “What about me? I’ve been here! Alone! No sleep, no help. Just me and a fucking baby that can’t understand me!”

“You think I had it easy while deployed? Fighting for your safety?” He shouts at you.

All you wanted in that moment was for him to be understanding and hold you gently. A truthful apology mixed with gentle head kisses. The truth is, you don’t know why you’re acting so terribly. You don’t want to. All you truly want is to hug him and kiss him, talk to him about how hard it’s been.

Tears begin to pool in your eyes as you look up at König. Only a few seconds later his face relaxes. The sound of the baby crying ringing out into the home, already getting him overstimulated. No wonder you’re so tired.

“Schatz, I’m sorry.” He reaches out to hug you, but you pull away.

“I have to get the baby.” You say coldly as you wipe tears away from your eyes and walk away from König.

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König x Closeted!Reader (masc)

MDNI🔞

Master List ✍🏽

>cw:masc/amab, oral, closeted, unsure of self, angst

🚫TW! CLOSETED READER🚫

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“Liebling. I can’t wait any longer.” König whispers in your ear as he stands behind you. His hands travel down your body, groping the bulge growing in your pants. He grinds his hips forward into you, allowing you to feel how much he desires you.

Your eyes close, a huff of air leaving your lips as you drop your head back against him. In your mind, you’re torn. This is your Colonel. It’s immoral and…well you’ve never been with another man.

“I don’t know…”

“Let me…” His warm lips press against your neck, “show you how good I can make you feel.”

König turns you to face him, pressing you against the desk behind you. He drops to his knees in front of you, sending tingles throughout your body. His hands effortlessly unfasten your button and zipper to expose your cock to him. A pleased hum leaves his lips as he sees your thick veiny shaft.

Looking up at you, he lifts his mask enough to expose his full, scarred lips. He leans in, wrapping his lips around your cock. His eyes never leave yours as he sucks on your leaky tip, pulling back and releasing with a soft popping sound. The taste of your salty precum on his tongue makes him desperate for you to fill his mouth full of your cum.

“Suck my cock…” You whisper, grabbing the back of his head to bring him back toward your cock.

He obeys, gladly parting his lips to let you in. His tongue going in circles around the head of your cock. Your hips involuntarily thrust forward, desperately wanting to shove yourself down his throat. The women that have touched you have never compared to the sensation König gives you. You gaze down at him, guiding him along the length of your shaft.

“Fuck…” You moan as your head drops back.

König shoves his head all the way down, his nose buried into the soft crown of hair at the base. Your fingers dig into the wood of the desk as you gasp, trying to remain quiet since there are others in their offices. In an instant, your eyes shoot open. The idea of being caught consumes your thoughts.

“Wait.” You gently cup König’s face.

He pulls back and looks up at you. “Are you okay?”

“I—no. We shouldn’t be doing this.” You quickly pull your pants back up, concealing yourself as your face grows hot with embarrassment.

“Says who?” König stands up, looking down at you with slight panic in his eyes. He’s loved you for so long, this rejection is unexpected.

“Me.” You look up at him with anger in your eyes. The anger masking the deep pain you feel in denying yourself what you know is true love.

“But—”

“I should get to you, Colonel.”

“Don’t call me that…” König’s voice carries a weight of hurt that settles into your heart.

“You should go.”

König stands there looking at you for a moment before nodding. “If it’s what you need. I’m sorry.” He turns and leaves your office.

Once the door closes, you collapse onto the floor, letting out a quiet sob as you bury your face in your hands. König lingers on the other side of the door, listening to you. A tear falls from his eye as he debates what his next move should be. He closes his eyes and lets out a shaky breath.

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Desk Duty with König (gn)

MDNI🔞

Master List ✍🏽

>cw: lustful thoughts

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You’re a recruit that’s been put on desk duty due to a recent injury. König likes you enough, so he asked you to assist him in finally organizing his desk and helping him with paper work. With an injured leg, you make your way to his office everyday to help. The days are mostly filled with silence, so you decided to try and have some fun today.

“Truth or dare?”

König looks up at you from the paperwork he’s been trying to sort through on his desk. There is a minor look of annoyance, but he obliges and plays along. “Dare.”

“I dare you…” You take a moment to think. “Show me your favorite battle scar.”

König smirks underneath his mask, nodding his head as he stands from the desk. He walks over to the side of his desk that you’re sitting on and stands in front of you, looking down at you. Lifting his shirt, he shows off a large scar that spans the whole length of his abdomen. As he does, he begins to tell you the story of how he should have died.

The whole time he talks, all you can do is look at his body. He’s beautiful, like art. His body as if the gods sculpt him, the dark blond happy trail only adding to the desire you find yourself feeling for your Colonel. Before this, you’ve never thought of him as an attractive man. Proud and aggressive, not usually your type. But seeing this side of him working together, seeing his body…

“Y/n.” König says your name to get your attention.

“Sorry…”

König chuckles softly underneath his breath. Your lustful gaze doesn’t go unnoticed by him. It flatters him, honestly, but he knows he would only break your heart. The friendship blooming between the two of you is too important for him to risk. He’d be lying if he said he hadn’t thought about it though.

“Let’s get back to work.” He sits back down.

For a while, there was silence between the two of you. You look at him occasionally, noticing how soft his pale blue eyes look in the natural light. This isn’t you; someone to become bashful around hot men. So, what the fuck?

“Ah, it was my turn.” König leans back in his seat, stopping his work to look at you. “Truth or dare, Liebling?”

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To those who get together today in the USA, I hope you all have an amazing day and get stuffed full of food. Even though we all know you'd rather get stuffed full of König 😏

Everyone around the world I love you and have a great day/night. You're worthy and loved🩷

I'll be posting as normal tomorrow 🥰

Until then, you can find my stories here💘 and here...okay and also here

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Boo.. What do you think abt a silly little situation where konig or simon is all “whos pussy is this..😈😈😈” nd readers js mid pose like mine? its attached to me aint it, tf? LMAOAOAO IM SORRY js a silly thought id love to see

Hahaha, yes!

Awkward Dirty Talk König x Reader (fem)

MDNI🔞

Master List ✍🏽

>cw:fem/afab, p in v, dirty talk

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König places a trail of warm kisses down the side of your neck and leading to your back. Small huff leaving him as his hips thrust forward, shoving his cock deeply into you. He rests his head on your shoulder as his hands wrap around your waist, holding your body steady as he fucks you.

“König…” You whimper softly as your hands squeeze the pillow in front of you, burying your face more into the pillow as a burst of euphoric pleasure pulse through your body. 

“Y/n, you feel so tight.” He whispers as he kisses your back.

Your tight cunt grips his fat cock tightly, nearly milking him for all he has. The sensation of his heavy balls slapping against your clit mixed with being stretched is about to send you over the edge. You arch your back more as you turn your head to look back at König.

König leans back to look at you. His blue eyes darkened by his enlarged pupils. He looks nearly hypnotized by his desire and lust. You look so beautiful as your face scrunches in the last build up before your orgasm. 

“Cum on my cock.” He groans. “Who’s fucking pussy is this?” He asks as his hips slam into you, your ass rippling with each thrust.

“Mine?” You look at him with an annoyed face.

König is so close he tries to ignore your confused answer, asking again hoping you’d understand the dirty talk. “Who’s fucking pussy is this? Say your pussy is mine.”

“But it’s literally on my body. It’s mine.”

König stops, looking down at you dumbstruck. You can’t really be this dense. “Liebling, do you not understand how to talk dirty?”

“I do.”

“Then what the fuck?”

“You asked who my pussy belongs to and it’s literally on my body.”

“Oh mein Gott…” König pulls out and lets out a long sigh as he plops his heavy body down onto the bed beside you. He looks at you for a moment, breathing heavily as the silence is deafening. The mood is killed.

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König Thoughts

Imagine waking up to the morning light coming in through the window warming your skin. As you slowly open your eyes and look to your side you see König’s stormy blue eyes looking down at you with such a loving and tender gaze. Once you notice him, he can’t help but to smile because of how beautiful you look in such a simple moment. To have the privilege to see you this way is something he feels blessed to have.

His love for you overwhelming.

König would be such a passionate and tender lover once he truly falls in love. Once he feels that sensation of home in your arms that he’s been searching for all these decades. The feeling mutual as you scoot closer to him in bed and bury your face in his chest, taking a deep breath to drown yourself in his scent.

Oh to be loved by him🩷

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[latenightdaydreams]

Alien!Abduction König x Reader (fem)

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>cw:fem/afab, aliens, alien abduction, mind control, p in v, breeding

1.3k word count

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Deployed to the middle of nowhere, you and König begin to set up for the night. The moon is high in the sky surrounded by shimmering stars. The air is chilly, a drastic contrast to the desert sun. It’s quiet between the two of you. Neither one is very talkative or willing to open up to someone new. Of course, you work together and show your respect to your superior, but that’s it.

 Once the tent is set up, you both get in and rest on your cots. You quickly fall asleep. After a long day of walking in the thick heat, there is no energy left. König on the other hand tosses and turns. Forcefully closing his eyes, he tries to count sheep in his head.

That’s when a strange humming sound begins to fill up the quiet night. At first, he tries to excuse it as his ears ringing. It doesn’t stop, only getting louder. König opens his eyes and notices a bright bluish green light illuminating the area around the tent. For a moment he freezes, wondering what it could be. He slips from his cot and walks to you, shaking your arm lightly.

“Y/n, wake up.” He whispers.

You slowly open your eyes to see König looking down at you, a halo of light behind him. “What time is it?” Your voice is groggy as you sit up.

“Not even an hour has passed.” He says in almost a panicked tone. “There is something here.”

You quickly sit up. “Something?” Your eyes glance all around the tent and notice the unnatural color of the light.

“Grab your gun.” König motions for you to follow behind him.

The two of you stand up, guns in hand. He lingers by the tent's exit, trying to force down how nervous he’s feeling right now. His eyes fall on yours. Nodding his head, he opens the flap and you both rush outside. There is a blinding light that almost hypnotizes you both. Your bodies go limp, dropping your weapons and then a heat enveloped your whole being.

You wake up, looking up at a sterile white blinding light. A groan leaves your lips as you sit up. Looking down, you realize you're naked, sitting on a cold black table. There are no windows and no one around. Quickly, you stand and begin to explore, looking for a way out when two doors slide open. König steps into the room.

With wide eyes you look at him. For the first time ever you’re seeing his face. His hair is dirty blond with gray streaks. There are scars scattered across the right side of his face, only complimenting his masculine angular face. You watch as his eyes drop down your body and quickly back to your eyes.

A small blush grows across König’s pale skin as he clears his throat. “I’m happy I found you. I have no idea where we are.”  One of his hands holds his penis as he develops a chub at the sight of your soft curves and hardened nipples.

“All I remember is a light.” You cross your arms in an attempt to cover your breasts.

“Ja. That’s all I remember too.” His eyes drop down between your legs, letting his eyes linger before turning around and motioning for you to follow him.

Defenseless, you both wander around. Door after door opens, leading you nowhere; seemingly in circles. That is until you walk into a room and see a short grayish humanoid standing there. König steps in front of you to protect you.

“Welcome.” The voice echoed inside of your head.

“Who are you?” König demands.

“A friend.”

In that moment, the tense fear from your body melts away. For some odd reason, it feels as if you can trust this…creature. Your feet move you closer, standing side by side with König.

“Perfect specimens.”

“For…what?” You ask in a drowsy tone.

“To breed.”

“Breed?” König asks, turning his head to look down at you.

König’s cock grows as his eyes look over your body, a strong desire for you washing over his body. Yes, you’re attractive, but the way he feels…he wants to suck on your toes, lick up your legs, and devour your cunt. The necessity to flee has left his mind, replaced with the want to breed you.

You look down at his cock, twitching as he looks at you. Slowly, your eyes drift to the alien as he lingers off to the side. The same feeling of peace washes over you.

König’s big hands scoop you up off the floor, walking you over to the table, gently sitting you down. His arms go underneath your legs, forcing them to spread open enough for his hips to fit between your legs. There is a glazed over look in his eyes as he looks into yours.

“I’m going to get you pregnant.” König growls as he thrust forward, the head of his cock slipping along your folds. “You’re mine now.”

“Yes, König.” You submit.

König pulls his hips back and forward towards you. His cock slips into your cunt. As soon as he feels your tight warmth strangling his cock, his fingers dig a little deeper into the flesh on your thighs. A low growl leaves his throat as his cock becomes buried deep inside of you.

The alien stands off to the side watching you both. The way your body falls back, draping across the table as König holds your legs tightly in his grasp, ruthlessly thrusting his larger than average cock into you. Your breasts bounce back, ass and thighs ripple with every buck forward. He takes notes, the last couple didn’t fuck in such a primal way.

It has been months, maybe even a year since König has felt the welcoming heat of a woman. He can’t hold back as he watches your face scrunch with pleasure, your eyes fluttering and rolling back. “Liebling…” He pants as his hips slam into your cunt, his cock throbbing deep inside of you as he fills you with his cum.

“More.” The alien's voice creeps into your mind once more.

As if defying his biology for a man his age, as he pulls out his cock remains rock hard. You can feel your pussy aching, begging for more of him. König sits on the table next to you, allowing you to quickly climb on top of him. You grind your hips, desperate to get his cock back inside of you.

The moment you feel the head part of your cunt you sit down. König sighs and nods his head in approval. His hands move down to your ass, squeezing the supple flesh as he assists you in lifting you, allowing you to slam down hard on his cock. One hand rests on his shoulder as the other grabs his hair on the back of his head and pulls him into a kiss. Your tongues swirl around his, sucking it as his hips eagerly thrust up to meet your every movement.

“I want your cum.” You beg as you pull away from the kiss, watching as König desperately pulls you in for the taste of your lips once more.

Every single drop of his cum is yours. Your pussy is his to fuck. His to ruin. The thought you are big and round with his child, dark leaking nipples, it just drives him insane.

The next morning you wake up in your tent. The flaps wide open, your clothing on the floor tosses about. Your guns are destroyed; the metal crunched up in an unhuman way. You look over to see König already awake and noticing the scene in front of him. There is a look in his eyes letting you know he is thinking the same thing as you. It wasn’t a dream, was it?

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Reader being a new recruit that is very curvaceous and getting sexually harassed by the other male recruits. König, the sleazy man he is, notices this and decides to have a word with her. He gives her a proposition. He will step in to stop the harassment and severely punish any recruit that even mildly looks at her. Buuut he gets to grope her anywhere at any time. He doesn't penetrate her but he will be very busy with his hands.

Yes🥰

König x Curvy!Recruit (fem)

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>cw:fem/afab, power difference, sexual touch, masturbation

1.3k word count

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The moment you joined as a recruit the problems started. You’ve been blessed with a naturally curvy body, your uniform fits like a second skin only accentuates your shapely form. This only draws the men’s attention to you even more than being a woman in a male dominated space already does. It makes daily activities difficult to complete when you have to constantly have your guard up.

König, your Colonel, has been witness to many times where his men have said vial things; sometimes going as to touch you. Like right now. He sits with his legs spread and elbows resting on his thighs as he watches Jacobs run his hands along your waist. You push him away for Smith to grab your ass. An odd wave of jealousy rushes through him, he wants to be able to touch you that freely.

Standing from his chair, König walks over to the three of you, yanking Smith back by his shoulder and glaring at Jacobs. “Y/n, come with me.” He lets go of the man, turning on his heels and walking towards his office.

Once at his door, he unlocks the door and stands to the side allowing you to go first. His eyes follow your rear as you walk past him, making him smirk underneath his mask. He steps in behind you, locking the door and motioning for you to have a seat.

You sit across from him as he sits behind his large wooden desk. His piercing blue eyes bore into yours as if he’s looking into your soul. There is a lingering moment of silence with a heavy tension in the air. Knowing who König is, you don’t know how scared you should be right now. What could you have possibly done wrong?

“Private y/n.”

“Yes, Colonel.”

“You seem to have a problem. Everywhere you go, you seem to be distracting the men.”

“I don’t mean to sir—”

König holds his hand up to silence you. “I know you don’t. But you’re here shaped like goddess Venus herself and you decide to work with men. That’s not very smart, is it?”

You don’t respond as König leans back into his chair. His eyes drop down to the black shirt straining to cover your breasts. “Listen, I know that this is hard for you. I’m not denying that. I’m actually here to offer you some help.”

“Really?”

“Yes, really.” König stands from his seat and walks over to your chair, standing behind you. “If any man touches you, talks to you, or even looks…I’ll break his hand.” He leans down, taking a deep breath of your scent. “But in return, I want your body to be mine.”

“I- I’m not going to sleep—”

“I just want to be able to touch you, to have fun with you. Your body is beautiful.”

When you agreed, you didn’t know what you signed up for. You have nearly no time to yourself ever since he’s become your own personal bodyguard. He’s pulled you from training, from your post, and from the mess hall just to be able to touch you.

From being pushed up against the wall of the women's bathroom so his hands can explore your wet folds, to being bent over his desk after a meeting so he can spank you and squeeze the supple flesh of your ass. He takes you anywhere and anytime he wants. Part of you hates it, but the other part loves feeling him desperately try to get you off.

At 1am, you wake up to a loud banging on your door. Your eyes shoot open as you jump to your feet. You quickly slip on your pants and rush to the door to see what the issue is. The door swings open for you to see König looking down at you. His eyes drop down to your body before pushing his way past you.

“I need you, Schatz.”

You yawn and rub your eye, closing the door and following König. “What time is it?” You ask in a groggy voice.

“That doesn’t matter.” He sits on your bed and pats his lap. “Take your pants off and sit here.”

You pull your pants down, revealing your cotton light blue underwear to him as you sit on your lap. His hands quickly reach around and grab your full breasts in his hands, squeezing them, enjoying the weight of them in his palms. He leans in and kisses your neck through the fabric of his mask as he groans with delight.

“I couldn’t stop thinking about you.” He whispers in your ear before kissing it.

König stands up with you in his arms and lays you on the bed, pulling up your shirt to reveal your breasts to him. His fingers grab your nipples and twirl them in between his pointer and thumb, tugging slightly. He pulls his mask off, you’re the only one on his team who has seen his face; a way he shows his own vulnerability in these moments with you. You watch as his lips wrap around your nipple, sucking lightly as he squeezes your breasts. He parts your legs with his other hand, rubbing his fingers up and down the fabric of your panties, feeling the wet spot that’s already formed.

“I can’t get enough of you.” König whispers as he sits back on his knees, pulling at his belt to undo his pants. As his heavy cock hangs from his cargo pants, he reaches forward to pull off your panties. His eyes rest on your cunt, growing out a small bush for him just as he asked you to. He rests his hand on your mound as his thumb moves in small circles on your clit. With his other hand he begins to stroke his cock.

“Kö…” You moan as your eyes fall on his cock. The bright pink tip showing and disappearing under his foreskin as he strokes himself. All these times and he’s never once asked you to touch him. He only ever wants to pleasure you.

“There you go…let it out.” His voice comes out low and shaky as his eyes drift over your body. In his mind all he can envision is resting his head between your thighs. If only he could show you true pleasure. His fat tongue parting those beautiful folds and circling your swollen clit as he feels your legs twitch around him. Scooping up your sweet arousal with his tongue.

You grab the bed sheets as your body arches. The slight jiggle of your breasts and stomach from every slight movement is hypnotic for him. You open your eyes to meet his. His name falling from your lips as you orgasm.

A cocky grin crosses his lips as he watches you catch your breath. After seeing that you’ve gotten what you need, he parts your legs more and gets closer to you. He rubs the head of his cock between your legs as this right hand grabs I onto your belly slightly.

You’re so wet. He can only imagine what it would  be like to sink himself deep inside of you. He promised, he promised he wouldn’t fuck you. A promise he struggles to keep, but you haven’t said otherwise so he behaves. The fact you’ve started to allow his cock to even touch your blessed pussy is enough for now.

“I want to cum on your belly.” He whimpers. “You’re so perfect. All those men wish they could see you and here I am. Almost fucking you…” His hips begin to move faster before stopping and leaning over you.

You look at your stomach as König cums on you, painting you with his seeds. In his eyes, he’s marking you. No one else can do this, see you like this. He slaps his cock against your belly before sitting back, panting.

“Danke, Liebling.” König caresses your bare leg for a moment before standing. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”

You nod, watching as he gets dressed, leaving you to clean up the mess he made.

[latenightdaydreams]

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Please can you do a part 2?

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Mafia!König x Reader (fem) Part 2

Part 1

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>cw:fem/afab, power dynamic, p in v, facial

1.1k word count

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König keeps his palm planted firmly on your ass as he walks you home. He looks down at you, taking in the shape of your body, salivating as he thinks about getting you down to nothing and ravishing your body. Thankfully for him, the walk isn’t very far. 

As you approach the front door, you fumble the keys, nervously dropping them on the welcome mat. König bends down to grab your keys, wrapping his arm around your waist, holding you close as he slips the key in and opening the door. He gently pushes you forward as you hesitate to take a step forward. This is a man you’ve heard skin crawling stories about. The thought of living in the same city was scary, now having him here in your home is even worse.

“This is a cute place.” König mumbles as he walks into your small two bedroom. Not wasting any time, he pulls off his jacket and lays it across the couch. Next, he begins to unbutton his shirt as he turns to face you. “Show me to your bedroom.” His demand comes out in a gentle voice, but still leaves no room for arguments. 

“Okay.” You nod as you drop your bag and coat by the door. 

Walking forward into the apartment, König follows close behind. He finishes unbuttoning his shirt and pulling it off of his body. There was no asking, you just know what he wants and know that there’s no arguing. You open your bedroom door. The room is small with a queen-sized bed and a dresser in the corner. 

“It’s clean.” He comments as he pulls his belt from around his broad hips. “Undress for me, Prinzessin.” 

König walks over to you, caressing the side of your face before pulling you into a kiss. He grips your chin to hold you there as his wet lips press against yours. His tongue slips along your lips before pushing past them. You willingly open your mouth, both of your tongues swirling around one another. Slowly, his fingers creep to the hem of your dress, pulling it up. He grips your hips, squeezing you as he lets out a deep groan into the kiss; you feel so perfect in his hands.

The kiss is broken long enough for him to pull the fabric from your body and look down at you. Your bra cupping your breasts so perfectly as your underwear hugs your hips. He meets your gaze again, going back in for a kiss. A wave of tingles passes through your body as his hands explore every single inch of your body. His hands go to the latch on your bra, unhooking each one slowly. The kisses fall from your lips and down your neck, breathing in deeply to take in your sweet scent. 

König bites the soft flesh of your breasts, letting his mouth drop down to your nipple. He sucks and swirls his tongue around it. You can’t deny that it feels good. He’s an experienced man, different from the other men you’ve slept with closer in age with you.

“Get on the bed.” König demands as he stands up and looks down at your nipple’s glossy with his saliva. He pulls off his pants and boxers, kicking them off to the side. His eyes focus on your mound hidden by your panties.

You obey him, walking over to the bed and laying down on your back. He approaches and kneels on the bed between your legs, slapping his cock on your panties, thrusting slightly. The sensation of his cock’s head brushing against your clit is euphoric. Your face softens as your breathing grows heavier with arousal. A small wet patch begins to form on your underwear.

One of his fingers hooks the fabric of your panties and pulls them aside. His cock passes over your soaking wet cunt, slipping so effortlessly. A pleased sigh leaves his lips as he looks at how big his cock looks resting against you. 

“You have a beautiful body.” 

Your eyes watch him as his eyes roam your body hungrily. The sound of his cock on your wet pussy and the small huff coming from him are the only sounds that fill the room. His eyes meet yours. You look up at him with wide eyes, dropping your jaw as you feel his cock slip into your slightly. A quiet moan leaves you as you let out a deep breath. 

König’s gaze drops to see how beautiful your pussy looks wrapped snuggle around the girth of his massive cock. “Nice and tight…Scheiße…”  His hips push forward more to bury more of himself inside of you. The look on your face causes him to smirk, you look as if you just entered heaven.

“K-Kö…”

“Shhh.” He plants his arms on either side of your body, caging you in. His lips make a sloppy wet trail along your neck and jaw as his hips pull back and slam into you. The soft moans turn into a louder gasping sound. He knows he’s big, and he know that your body probably needs time to adjust but he just can’t help but to want to ruin your cunt. Make it so no other cock can compete and you’ll come crawling back to him. 

König sits back up, each of his hands grabbing behind your knees and bending your legs to your chest. He pulls back and slams into you, your eyes fluttering back. Your hands grab at the bedsheets as your back arches. 

“Look at me. Don’t look away.” 

Your eyes meet. His blue eyes darken from his pupils dilate as his gaze is hypnotic. One hand moves away from your leg to wrap around your throat. He squeezes tightly, but not enough to send you into a panic.

“I’m close.” His voice comes out quietly.

He quickly withdraws his cock from your motions for you to sit up. You do, sitting on the edge of the bed as he steps close to you, his hand wrapping around your hair and pulling you forward. Your lips wrap around him, tasting your own creamy cunt on him as you suck tip, bobbing your head as you do. König looks down watching, your lips look beautiful, full of him.

In a quick motion he pulls your hair back, tilting your head up to him as he moans and pants. His hand wrapped around his cock jerking it as he got close to the edge. Hot white sticky ropes of cum shoot out, landing on your lips and slightly in your mouth. The salty taste assaults your taste buds causing you to jerk back but he doesn’t let you. 

Taking in deep breaths he lets go of you and just smiles down at you. He’s marked you as his, and you look so beautiful.

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Haiii l don’t know if your taking requests right now but l was wondering if you could write college student! small Reader who’s very quiet most of the time with weird stalker! König, who stalks her and breaks in to her apartment while she’s in the shower and rapes her!:3 (sorry if it’s too much 😭also can reader have A cups breasts?:33sorry if it’s a lot)

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Stalker!König x Slender!Reader (fem)

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🚫MAJOR TRIGGER WARNING🚫

If this is not a story you can mentally handle/dislike the topic, it's okay to scroll. Mental health is always more important than a story. I hope you all have a great day🩷

>cw:fem/afab, stalking, size difference, fawning, non-con, p in v, painful, rough, dacryphilia 

1.2k word count

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Maus. That’s what König calls you to himself. You’re a tiny little thing. When he first laid eyes on you, he was in disbelief. He’s use to being larger than most, but you, you’re half his size. Instantly, you have become an obsession. There is not one moment that doesn’t go by where he isn’t thinking about you.

You keep to yourself mostly, keeping your nose in your books. So much so that you never notice König’s intense gaze. It’s a way you’ve kept yourself ‘safe’ when really, it’s what has opened you up to König. He can go unseen in plain sight, making his desire to completely conquer you that much more intense.

Every Wednesday, you stay late at your photography class. It’s the one night a week that your roommate is gone to ‘study’ with her on and off again boyfriend. That leaves you all alone. All König’s.

You pack your bag and turn the lights off in the classroom before you leave into the main hallway. The building is empty other than janitorial staff as you put your AirPods into your heads, blasting your favorite artist as you walk out into the chilly fall night. You’re excited to go home and be able to wash the day off of you, maybe play the Sims before crashing. Thankfully the way from campus to your apartment is only a ten-minute walk.

When you open your apartment door, the living room light is still on, confusing you. “Hello?” You call out expecting your roommate to respond to you, but she doesn’t. As you enter the living space, there is no one. A simple shrug of the shoulders you turn off the light and walk to your room.

Your shoes and bag find their home on the floor as you let out a sigh. Quickly, you strip the clothes from your body and make your way to the bathroom. You close the door and turn on the water. For a moment you study your reflection in the mirror, looking down at how small your breasts are before dropping down to the happy trail of light-colored hair on your belly. A creaking sound pulls your attention away, but you just assume it’s your roommate's cat.

Carefully, you step into the shower and let the warm water wash over your sore muscles. As you reach for your wash cloth, you hum a soft melody. This is always the most relaxing time of the week. There is no need to have a wall up and you can just relax.

König turns the bathroom’s door handle slowly, making sure to not make any sound. The room is steamy as you hum a sweet melody. He stands there, already undressed. His cock hard from the knowledge he’s finally about to get his prize. You. Taking a deep breath, he walks up to the shower and pulls the curtain back quickly. You spin around letting out a small yelp.

It takes a moment for the events to register in your mind. You gaze up, wide eyed as you look into eyes that seem familiar yet you can’t place. While you should be screaming, you can’t. You're frozen in the moment, almost as if you’re scared moving would ensure a chase.

“Maus.” König’s heavy Austrian accent gives you the clue you needed.

“K-König…”

König’s eyes drop down to your small breasts. Perky little things with hard nipples from the water. His eyes shoot back up to meet yours. You aren’t reaching how he was expecting so he tries to reach out to see if maybe you’ll just…let him.

As his hand reaches for your waist, something snaps and you begin to scream. You throw your soapy washcloth at him as you try to run past him. His arm quickly hooks around your waist and pulls you back to him, effortlessly lifting you off the ground and into the air.

“Stop screaming or else I’ll make this hurt.” He growls in your ear as he holds you to his chest.

You quickly stop, believing what he says. His other hand moves to your chest, his thick fingers pinching your nipples as he grinds his hips against you. Your stomach drops; mentally trying to figure out why you? He lets go of you, turning you to face him before lifting you up and holding you against the tiles in the shower.

Of course you’re quiet for him. His little Maus, so tiny and weak. The look of fear in your eyes only makes his cock harder. Leaning down, he sticks his tongue out, swirling his tongue around your hardened nipple. He bites down lightly, tugging your nipple with his teeth. A low growl comes from his chest as he begins to thrust up, rubbing his cock against your pussy.

König can feel your nails dig into his shoulders as your body shakes in his hands. Patience and determination have finally led him here, finally about to have his gift from the universe. There’s nothing more in this world he wants than to finally claim your body for himself.

A pitiful whimper leaves your lips as he shoves his cock into your tight cunt. You close your eyes and turn your head away from him feeling ashamed. He loves it. His eyes are glued to your face as you shy away before dropping down to your small breasts slightly bounce with every thrust.

Stop. You say in your head, too scared to speak out loud. His fingers dig into your hips as he presses you harshly against the wall. Each thrust into you, you can feel the head of his cock slamming against your sensitive cervix wall. Not being aroused before he shoved his monstrous cock into you only makes it feel all that more painful. Tears begin to roll down your face.

“Moan.” He demands in a breathless huff.

You try to, but a small crying sound comes out instead. König looks at you as tears stream from your closed eyes. Such a perfect, submissive Maus. He moans loudly in response, bucking his hips against you faster, only making you cry more from the pain.

“Good Maus, cry for me.” König moves away from the wall, bouncing your body down harshly to meet every one of his thrusts. “You’re the perfect little fuck toy.”

It feels as if you’re getting split in two, your whole lower half shooting with pain as you do nothing but wish for him to cum already. His high-pitched moans only makes your stomach churn more. How can someone be so cruel to get pleasure from this?

“I’m—ah, kleine Hure, you’re so tight.” He mumbles as he slams you back against the wall, hitting your head hard enough to cause your head to throb in pain.

König doesn’t care.

With a few more thrust, König lets out a long pathetic sounding moan for a man his size. His hips slam twice more before stopping, dropping his head to your shoulder as he takes deep breaths. Your crying slows, trying to calm down to not cause him to hurt you anymore than he already has.

His prize.

König looks at you and smiles, kissing your forehead. Gently, he sets you down on your feet. He looks at you for a moment before stepping out of the shower, grabbing your towel to dry himself off before tossing it onto the floor. There are no words exchanged as he walks out of the bathroom, leaving you alone.

[latenightdaydreams]

Coworker!König (fem)

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>cw: fem/afab, fingering, almost p in v

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“Do you want Daddy’s cock?”

“Yes.” You mewl pathetically as König slowly slips his thick fingers in and out of your sopping wet pussy as his thumb circles your swollen clit.

“You’re such a good girl for me.”

König pushes his thick fingers into your further; curled up as he grazes your g-spot. He eyes watch your face as your eyes flutter back and your lip’s part. The feeling of your cunt around his fingers causes his cock to throb; excited to feel your tightness. Slowly, he withdraws his fingers and stands.

You lie there on the couch, watching as he undresses. His hands pulling down his jeans quickly. He looks over your body with a hungry look, eager to bury himself deep within.

König grabs your legs, pulling you towards him. “Are you ready for me, Schatz?” He asks as he rubs his cock between your folds.

“God yes.” Your eyes are glues to his cock as he slowly begins to slip it in.

“Y/n.” König shakes your shoulder. “Wake up.”

You slowly open your eyes, feeling groggy. “Hm?” You mutter as you raise your head from your desk, turning to see your coworker König standing next to you. Then reality sets in. Quickly you sit up straight and fix your clothes, wiping away a bit of drool.

“You fell asleep.” He plops a stack of files on your desk. “Organize these.”

“Yes sir. I’m sorry.”

König just looks at you with an emotionless gaze. “Don’t apologize. Do better.” He walks away from you.