#König mw

[konigsblog]

we all know könig has a big dick... but HOW big are we talking?

how girthy? how veiny? how long? how heavy? what colour is the tip? heavy balls? is he hairy? is he musky? uncut or cut? how easily does he cum? how often does he wake up with an erection/morning wood?

honestly, 10.4in and very girthy. a few veins on his shaft, not touch. very, VERY heavy when you're holding him. the tip is #bf9999, and the base is #d1b6a5. somewhat heavy balls, and they're pretty hairy and untamed. SO MUSKY, it's unbelievable. uncut. pretty easily, it doesn't take a lot when it comes to you. he wakes up with an erection pretty often.

answer these questions in the comments or reposts if you wish 😵‍💫

[soapyghost]

i need to give könig a smooch RIGHT NOW or i will DIE. he deserves THE WORLD. i need to HOLD HIM and SMOOCH HIS FOREHEAD and TELL HIM HE IS LOVED (may i have könig x gender neutral reader fluff blease??? i just know that he is so sweet and so adorable. he is my sweet cheese, my babygirl and there is so little content for him)

ABSOLUTELY! König makes my whole life better. UGH I love him.

Pure fluff coming up-

It’s been a week since you found that crumpled note under your pillow. You could tell instantly by the terrible, yet somewhat cute, handwriting that it was Königs penmanship.

Will you go to the mall with me on Saturday to buy me civvy clothes?

-König

The sound of your blood rushes to your ears. Is this him asking you on a date? Or was this just an invitation because he was to nervous to go on his own? Your heart flutters at the thought of walking around the mall with König by your side. You fold the note and tuck it safely into your breast pocket, smiling to yourself.

Saturday seems to take eons. You’re mind wanders during every meeting and debrief. The only thing in your mind during every moment of every day is your date with König. When Saturday finally rolls around you can’t get to the parking lot fast enough to meet him. You see him far before he sees you, and you’re surprised that he isn’t in his mask. Instead opting for a black baseball cap and a surgical mask, which with the ongoing pandemic made it look normal. His clothes on the other hand look liked they had been picked out of the trash from a Goodwill. His cargo pants were much too large and his black t-shirt was way too small, but it did show off his muscles.

“Hey big guy! You ready?” You shout to him across the parking lot. The sound of your voice puts him at ease almost immediately. His eyes light up and he rushes over to you. He’s different with you, softer, which you would never expect from a 6’9” German man. “You all ready to go?” He asks with such excitement he can barely contain himself. The entire ride to the mall you and König don’t stop talking, laughing and singing terribly to the songs on the radio.

But the moment you two step out of the car he freezes, car door still open. You can see the terror in his face as he sees the people lingering outside the mall. You rush over to the other side and put an arm on his bicep, “hey hey. It’s ok. I’m right here” you whisper as you look into his eyes. “It’s gonna be ok, I promise.” You grab onto his hand and that finally softens him. He comes back to you and to earth. “Ok. I believe you” he murmurs, looking back into your eyes and squeezes your hand.

As the two of you walk through the sliding glass doors into the noisy mall you can feel Königs grip tighten on yours. People begin to turn and see this hulking giant of a man and whisper to each other. You know König has some pretty severe anxiety, “hey. Anytime you need to leave we can leave” you say. He simply shakes his head, “No. I want to do this. With you” he whispers, eyes sinking to the floor. You cup his chin and raise his eyes back to yours “I want to do this with you too” you smile, “how about this, anytime you feel anxious you squeeze my hand and we’ll stop whatever it is we’re doing and I’ll tell you a joke?” “I don’t want to hurt you” he replies, gesturing at how his hand dwarfs yours. “Dont worry about it big guy, I can handle it”

You make your way through the stores, laughing at the outfits he tries to pick out for himself. König may be one of the best soldiers out there but he has the fashion sense of a dead snail. You help him choose some basic clothes, jeans, T-shirts that actually fit, and a new pair of sneakers. Surprisingly, he only squeezes your hand a few times the whole time you’re in the mall with him. You’re so proud. Once your shopping trip is over you take him to the food court to treat him to a soft pretzel and some boba.

As he bites into the pretzel his face twists into disgust. “This is your idea of a pretzel?” He mutters, spitting it out into a napkin. You can help but burst out laughing at the look of horror on his face. “Mother would be so dissapointed in this… abomination”. “Oh I am so sorry our food does not live up to your expectations my King” you retort. He laughs. A big hearty laugh you only hear when you’re alone, never ever in public. He takes a sip of the boba tea, fully expecting to hate it, but it takes him by surprise how much he loves it. “We should get this back on base” he says inbetween sips. “Indeed” you agree, seeing him so happy and worry free stirs something inside you. You want him to feel like this every day, all day. You promise yourself then and there that you would do everything possible to make sure that becomes reality. “I really had a great time today, König. Thank you for taking me” you declare.

“I would like to take you on more dates in the future” he responds. Eyes full of hope that you will agree.

“Nothing in this world would make me happier.” You smile, taking his hand in both of yours.

[konigsprinzessin]

donnerkeil. part five, yandere!könig x reader

hey! sorry about the hiatus. not proofread. love you all.

mentally, he cursed you for not letting him in. he didn't care. why the hell would he? he would be too focused on you anyways. admittingly, he would've scoped out your apartment to find any thing he might wanna bring with him as a little memory of you. if he were to find your bra or panties casted aside on your bedroom floor he would try his hardest to conceal them within his palm.

his eyes got wide and almost frantically told you that your messy flat was no problem. he wish you would jump in and invite him anyways. he watched you fidget on your phone, asking again from his phone number.

which he gave you and then texting you right after. a few more minutes passed with you far too excited asking when he was free and asking könig questions about his policework.

policework? that's right. he kept his answers light responding with "its confidential". earning cute little laughs from your mouth. you wrapped up the conversation a bit worried that you were wasting his time. "i don't know what the word is english but im responsible for the entire unit and go to most calls because i'm...." he paused, trying to word in in english. he shook his head and spoke very fast in his native language "uh, i'm the top? i don't know how to say this." he laughed nervously. unbeknownst to you, both of these things were lies. his english was that of a native speaker's, hell, his english was probably better than yours. and that "police work" of his wasn't exactly as innocent and naive as he put it, the call about teenagers graffitiing buildings nor the call about the cat stuck under the family car were true. simple lies that made him look like a hero. someone to trust. how doesn't someone trust a giant that helps everyone. it tugged at your heart strings when he told you about an elderly woman that fell victim to an online dating scam- that one got you annoyed in particular, feeling enraged on behalf of some older woman that didn't exist nor did he save from wire fraud. he made all of it up to gain your trust. he wanted you to believe he was the local police chief with no hard crimes such as murder or rape to deal with. you admired this. the first outsider you meet is an older, native austrian working with the police helping and saving people.

that was charm. charming to you.

"well, if you give me a few hours i would be able to meet up tonight for drinks, im sure theres a bar nearby." you laughed as you handed his black cased phone back to him. you thought the suave was radiating off you, asking him out so calmly without fidgeting or shaking. you'd be thinking about him all day.

könig didn't want to wait. he wanted to push you back in the door where you'd fall on your ass and struggle to get up to defend yourself. even if you kicked and shoved you would be no match for his taller and bulkier frame. you were short and petite, without a weapon you were a frail mouse with no defense. even if locks were on the doors, he had a bobby pin laying about. he made a mental note of the locks and if needed, how he could make his way in.

not now. and not tonight. he would have to give it a few weeks for the chemistry to brew and bake until you felt comfortable with him. he knew his physique in itself was intimidating- which he loved to use to his own advantage.

"yes, of couse! although i have to be in the office early tomorrow so i can not be out until 3 or 4 in the morning." he had training at that time. if he wasn't asleep by midnight he would be an agitated mess at the gym. he had recently acquired a handful of new recruits that he would need to train this week. all the paperwork had been filled and finished last week so now the physical workouts called. he was curious to see how many would dropout within this week- maybe he would tell you that to fit along with his policeman job like an average civilian not a colonel from what some believed to be a terrorist group.

you hummed in response. "new recruits i have to train, i am curious to see how many will leave in the following weeks." he exhaled. knowing his time was running out and he would need to leave your doorstep. last thing he needed to do was give you the creeps and make you worried. you smiled at his comment, letting out a small chuckle.

"i hope they all stay, you seem to be a good trainer." you closed your eyes, crows feet appearing around your temporarily closed eyes. "you have a lot of muscle. that's something to be proud of, i can barely move my boxes around."

"ah, thank you, (y/n), i know for some it can be hard to stay focused and work out every day. it takes viel bestimmung oder ausdauer" he laughed, apologizing for not knowing the words in english. secretly, he hoped you would know but another part of him hoped not. he was cruel and calculated, he would keep you locked away and speak only in german and watch as you become more and more confused, frustrated and scared with the language barrier. just that thought made his heart pound a little faster. he didn't want to torture you- rather scare you into obedience and submission. as long he didn't physically hurt you then there was no harm in what he intended on doing. he reminded himself that and repeated it again to keep his head on straight. "and i can help you with the boxes, i don't want you to hurt yourself."

your eyes brightened at this idea. a godsend, you thought. you dreaded those boxes stuffed in the corner of your room. it was quite the eye soar and bothered you. the boys that lived above you were nice enough to help you move all of your stuff in, besides the heavier things like the entire refrigerator or microwave which you surely weren't able to install nor the heavier boxes filled with a myriad of trinkets.

"i didn't feel like brining half of the stuff in the boxes and coming back downstairs. it would take me too long." you sighed, scratching the side of your cheek. "i also have to install the microwave and fridge and i still have to call the maintenance guys." you half laughed partly out of embarrassment, still smiling nonetheless.

könig laughed at how flustered you looked with your cheeks turning into a bright pink. it reminded him of rose flowers. "i don't mind doing all of that right now for you, (y/n). only if you have time." with this he realized that you literally just have moved in. how could you not have these things set up by now? he was going to take you before any of the locals realized that you were settled down and lived there.

"well, i certainly do." you opened the door a bit wider for him. you sat the bread basket down on a high table adorned with your housekeys, a dish filled with rocks and photo of who he assumed was your family back home. he watched you slip off your flats, grab the basket and walk into what he guessed was your kitched. he also followed suit with his shoes not trying to be rude or give you any hint that he was off. you met him no longer than two hours ago and he was alone with you in your fucking house. gently, he placed both of his shoes side by side thinking how stupid you were. imagine, if he was malicious or had a gun? you would be robbed and dead by now. yet, you were a caring little thing. too innocent for this world. too innocent for him. all he had to do was rush you and choke you until you were unconscious and figure out a way to get out. he began to seriously contemplate thing noting the door behind him and the slightly open windows letting a draft in with open blinds as he made he way behind you.

there you stood, back to him with your hands on your hips. the refrigerator was laid horizontally on the wooden floor. granted, it was a small apartment but it could fit two people. it was most definitely built for students. the microwave laid door up on the kitchen countertop. könig found solace in how normal this all was, like he was an old friend using his muscle to help you move in or a couple just moving into a new apartment. he enjoyed the ladder more than the former by a longshot.

"im thinking the fridge goes here." you motioned to an empty spot in the kitchenette next to a plus, undoubtedly where the old tenants had it. könig watched you slide around with your white ankle socks on. he was jolting every few minutes with a primal instinct to cover your mouth and threaten to kill you if you didn't comply. he would never hurt you, just empty threats to keep you from running or screaming...or both. könig's mind went blank responding with nods and hums as you talked about where the fucking microwave should go. you should go, go with him to his place on the other side of the city. he only came back into reality when you struggled to pick up the metal microwave, which was too heavy for your little bones to carry. he thought how stupid he must've looked...how creepy he must've looked as you picked the metal up with him solely staring at you.

[youkeepmehigh]

Sub König x Dom fem reader ( not sure if I’m proud of this) - You and good friend König have a rather fun night after a mission. WARNING: THIS CONTAINS MENTIONS OF DEGRADING, AND OTHER SEXUAL THINGS

Big Man

“ That was soo tiring. ” You said lazily taking your vest off then sitting on König’s bed, he had invited you over just to hang out. You and him had became friends after you saw him having trouble with his sniper while he was practicing, you remember him being really happy when you offered to give him lesson’s.

“ Muscles sore? ” He asked taking your vest and setting it on his desk on top of his. “ Very. ” You said rubbing your neck, it was nice having the weight of your vest off of you it always weighed you down but not as much as your sniper rifle now that thing was heavy. He hummed and all you felt was the bed go down because of his weight then you felt his hands starting to rub your back, you couldn’t help but let out a small moan at the feeling.

If you saw his face under his sniper hood you would be able to see how hard he was blushing, he never understood why he got so nervous at the littlest things you did, he was starting to think you just liked teasing him. “ König? ” You said making him come back to reality. “ Oh sorry, what were you saying? ” He asked feeling a bit embarrassed. “ Nothing, you just seemed a bit out of it y’know? You okay? ” You asked tilting your head back making eye contact with him. “ Yeah I just uh…zone out. ” He said looking back at you, you both stayed the way you were for a good minute the sexual tension between the two of you being just crazy.

“ You look nervous. ” You said smirking a bit, being around masked people for so long made you learn how to read emotions just looking at someone’s eyes. “ Nervous? ” He said his eyes going to random things in the room then back to you, trying not to focus on you to much. “ Do I make you nervous, big man? ” You asked turning around getting closer to his face. He felt his cock twitch at the nickname you gave him, he started moving back as you moved forward.

“ I’m not nervous. ” He said, he didn’t really sound like he believed the words coming out of his mouth, he soon stopped trying to get away after his back hit the backboard of the bed. “ Your little friend says otherwise. ” You said looking down at his crotch then back at him. He was confused and looked down seeing the bulge in his pants, you put your hand under his chin lifting his head back up, his eyes meeting yours. “ I must make you really excited then hm? ” You whispered in his ear letting out a sinister giggle.

He nodded his head yes wondering where this would go, in his previous relationships he was always the dominant one it felt weird being submissive to him but it wasn’t bad at all either, he kind of liked it. “ That’s cute. ” You said putting your hand on his bulge rubbing his dick through his pants, his hips jerked a bit at the friction a small groan coming out of him. “ You’ve been wanting this for a while, haven’t you big boy? ” You asked him keep eye contact with him. “ Mhmmm. ” He hummed a bit distracted by the pleasure, your grinned at the fact his cock twitched when you called him that.

“ Clothes off, now. ” You demanded, you couldn’t help but laugh at how fast he obeyed you. You took off your clothes as well, feeling his eyes on you the entire time. You looked at him seeing his sniper hood still on, you thought nothing of it, it just didn’t really bother you he still had it on, you looked at his cock surprised at how big it was, yeah you knew it was big but you didn’t think it was that big, you loved a good challenge. “ No touching, got it? ” You said getting on top of him. “ What happens if I do touch? ” He asked just being curious. “ Then you don’t get to cum, understood? ” You said in a firm tone, you just wanted to see if he would be able to control himself by the end of the night. He nodded his head.

You lined his cock up at your entrance then slammed him inside of you. That got a loud moan out of the both of you, the pain of his dick hitting your cervix and stretching you out was mixed with pleasure. You lifted his hood up just enough to be able to kiss him, you moaned into his mouth as he kissed you back his hands grabbing the bedsheets try his best to keep his hands to himself. You gasped for air and he went back for one more kiss making you smile a bit.

You put your hands on his shoulders starting to bounce up and down on his dick, the sound of you both moaning and the sound of skin slapping filled the room, it was like music to König’s ears. He had to admit you were practically edging him at this pace…he wasn’t exactly complaining.

“ Oh liebling… ” He said getting lost in the pleasure, his grip on the sheets tighten. “ That feel good baby? ” You asked him your pace getting faster. “ Fuck that feels amazing. ” He said his voice getting a bit high pitched from the pleasure. “ Oh my god, who knew you could be so slutty König. ” You said teasing him. He started mumbling things to himself in German, you only knew a little so you could only make out a few words but couldn’t really put them in a sentence.

“ English baby. ” You said putting your hands around his neck going even faster, you weren’t choking him you were stopping blood from going to his brain, of course you knew not to go to hard. “ Your so fucking gorgeous, I’m so lucky to even talk to you I’m a fucking germ compared to you. ” He said, that’s when you realized he wanted you to make fun of him, to embarrass him.

“ You are so pathetic. ” You whispered in his ear squeezing your cunt around him, the feeling made him whimper. “ Fuck, mommy. ” He moaned, he didn’t mean to say it, it sort of just slipped out in the moment. “ What’d you just call me? ” You asked stopping your pace, you were a bit taken back. “ Um mommy? ” He said wondering if you didn’t like being called that or something.

“ God you are a freak. ” You said taking his hands and putting them on your waist. “ I can touch you now? ” He asked his hands caressing your skin, your skin was so unbelievably soft. “ I’ll allow it this one time if you promise you’ll be mommy’s good boy. ” You said putting your hands on his chest. “ I’ll be a good boy I promise. ” He said, his hands traveling all over your body stopping to play with your ass.

You giggled starting to go back to your pace, he smirked at your giggling thinking your giggles were really cute. You started going faster feeling your orgasm coming, he started playing with your breast he was admiring your body, he just loved all your curves and stretch marks he just thought everything was in the right place including your scars and bullet wounds.

“ Fuck I’m so close. ” He said throwing his head back, his arms helping you go up and down. “ I know baby hold it for me, I want to cum at the same time. ” You said giving his collarbones small kisses. He whined but did as you said.

Small moans came out of your mouth the closer you got the louder you got, König started rubbing your clit almost making you weak. You went speechless as you started to cum, you felt König’s dick twitch then the feeling of his cum filling you up. You slowly got off of his lap and laid down next to him. “ Fuck we made a mess. ” You said looking at the sheets also looking at your thighs seeing his cum on them. “ It’s fine I’ll clean it but for right now let me take care of you. ” He said giving you a friendly smile.

[dream0fschism]

könig fuckers... i need you rn.

@cowboybxtch keeps saying he's snivelly.

i disagree.

please change their mind.

[die-prophetin]

Who knows who will see this but I feel like I need to set the record straight that König is saying "pick your guts off the floor" to HIMSELF. Other characters have similar lines, Price in MW would say "get it together soldier" to himself, Ghost would say "not dead yet", "Fight." for Krueger, etc.

It's just an additional little quip when you take a certain amount of damage that's essentially "pick yourself up and keep going"

[mushroomking1819]

Again I have to hide my signature

[soupfiction]

okay it’s going around that könig made his hood out of a t-shirt. that begs the question of why. I BELIEVE that the mother fucker probably got teased his first day of training and got so fed up looking for a solution that he spotted one of his t-shirts and was like yeah, this’ll do. that shit stuck, coining him könig (or king) as he now has a crown of his own making.

[sweetiecutie]

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 cock, 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 it 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>:[

Likes, reblogs and comments are highly appreciated! Give writers some love, we live off your feedback<3

[frogchiro]

Because Colonel König is a perverted menace I feel like he'd have an almost sixth sense to sniff out when Hackergirl is ovulating like a blood hound :((

Like, ke has a very keen nose and he'd just notice a slight change ìn your scent at first and then thanks to him manhandling you and more often than not pulling you close and pressing you against him König also noticed you being more sensitive to touch, whining and pawing at him that it hurts when he squeezes you like this :((

Man goes legit crazy when he realizes what's going on; you're ovulating! He has a fertile mate with whom he can breed!

But the thing is, he underestimated our dear Hackergirl and while initially her unsatiable state was like a blessing, it soon turned into the most pleasurable hell😭 By the end of the week poor König would be an overstimulated mess who genuinely believes his dick is now broken with how much his girl kept pawing and rubbing against his so sweetly, begging with her huge teary eyes 'just one more, okay?♡'

Cue 141 just shaking their head at the cocky colonel's stupidity because they know what their girl is capable of in that time of the month♡

[pokechbi]

🎀König’s fave positions🎀

NSFW 🔞

Although he loves to watch your face contort with pleasure as he slides his long, thick meaty cock in and out of you, he can’t help but submit to the idea of watching the fat of your ass jiggle against his hips as he fucks you doggy style. This can also be said for reverse cowgirl.

He loves to watch your cunt grip him from behind, relishing the view and sounds of your soppy walls squelching around him.

The main reason he loves to fuck you from behind, has to be because he can easily slip a thumb right into your virgin ass, handling you like a bowling ball as he pumps into you. He’ll use his thick thumb to control your speed, not allowing you to throw your ass back onto his dick and drive him crazy like you know you do.

König is obsessed with having you on top of him, your back to his chest and your feet propped up on his knees as he drills into you mercilessly. He can easily reach around and wrap his big hand around your throat, play with your nipples and ferociously rub at your clit. You love this position too, savoring the feeling of him moaning into your hair.

He often finds himself unable to contain himself from slipping into you during spoon-time, holding your leg up with one hand as he chokes you with the other. Cuddle time leads to this more often than not, but you weren’t complaining. His insatiable appetite for your sopping cunt was the reason you both couldn’t last long while embracing each other.

The mating press is also among his favorites. He favors the way your breathing restricts as he presses his weight into your thighs, folding you like a lawn chair. It also allows him to get so deep into you, filling you up to the brim with his hot cum. He can feel the way your body jolts with delicious pain as he slams into your cervix, practically feeling your womb graze the tip of his fat dick. He loves the way this position fuels his breeding kink.

[fanaticallywhimsical]

me: *takes a deep breath*

me: i lo-

anyone who has spent five seconds around me ever: yes, you love König, we know, you love König so much, he's the light of your life, you love him so much, you just love König, we KNOW , you love König you fucking love König ok we know, we get it, YOU LOVE KÖnig. WE GET IT.

[lovelyghst]

könig is definitely the type of man to keep you in bed all morning on christmas. he’s soo clingy and he refuses to break it for a second.

he gets to spoil you every day of the year but this holiday is one of the few days he gets to spoil himself. and you know he’d be so selfishly selfless with it, too. you’d think him focusing on you for hours without break was his way of showing his love for you, which it certainly is, but at the same time he’s really just doing it all for himself.

lying on his stomach with his head between your thighs as you’re both still so sleepy having just woken up, kissing and marking all up your thighs before even thinking about removing your cotton panties. licking at the little wet spot of fabric that forms from his teasing but he’s too far into his own headspace to even recognize how horribly he’s torturing you. soft and gentle lapping at your clit soon turns into him full-on finger fucking you after your first orgasm cause he adores so much how you lose your breath, convulse so, so tightly around him, and unintentionally tug harshly at his hair when you come.

he’ll fuck you in all of them later but his favorite positions so early in the morning are lazy missionary and prone. just the way your entire body presses up against his has him so cozy, and how he gets to bury his face in your neck and hair whilst listening to your soft whines and panting. your giggles when he grabs your leg and flips you over onto your front so easily, wrapping his big arms around your chest and shamelessly crushing you with his weight. you just get so pliable when you’re given his cock and he wants to play with you for hours.

he gives you breaks in between and each time you think he’s finally letting you out of bed, but instead he’ll be dragging you onto his lap for another make-out session that’ll soon turn into you riding him.

you tell him so many times that you wanna open presents, show him all the little knick knacks you got him but the fucker just responds with something like, “why would we need to do that when i’ve got everything i want right here?” before going down on you again. and if you’re still complaining after that, he’ll just grumble before leaning over to the nightstand, opening the drawer, and pulling out a pretty box with some sort of jewelry for you. he’s always prepared!!

[yawnderu]

Innocence Loss - König x Reader

Delayed Kinktober Day 3: Virginity loss - König x Reader

CW: Virginity loss, jealous König, rough sex, pussy eating, creampie, breeding kink if you squint.

"So wet for me, spatzi." König muttered softly, shaky fingers teasing your wet slit up and down, gathering your juices before his hand went back to his cock, soft groans escaping his lips as he used your own wetness to lube himself up. His mouth latched up to your cunt again, your whiny moans being rewarding enough as he worked up and down his long, veiny shaft.

"König... need you." You managed to speak between soft gasps and moans, the sensation of his long, flat tongue licking you up and down for the past 10 minutes was starting to become too much— he already made you cum twice, using the excuse that he needed you all wet so you could handle his big cock, yet in reality, he simply liked your taste. Like a starved man, König latched onto your clit, rubbing his cock so hard he already felt on edge.

"Beg for me." He said softly, his cockiness in the battlefield rubbing off on his regular life, yet surprisingly, he wasn't embarrassed about it.

"Please— fuck, I need you inside me. Please, baby?" Your pathetic begging went to his head, yet the look in his eyes betrayed just how much this man adored you. Messy hair, lips parted as you waited for him, a thin layer of sweat covering the body he was so enamored with, and your legs open, revealing the sweet cunt he craved so bad it hurt.

"Pretty girl." He muttered softly, pure affection on his voice as he joined you in bed, opening your legs even more to give his behemoth body enough space. He lined himself up to your cunt, gently pulling his foreskin down to rub the tip of his stupidly big dick up and down your wet entrance, slowly going in until he's bottoming out.

"Scheiße—" He grunted softly, voice going deeper as he grimaced under the mask. König was used to using his own calloused hand to cum, doing it only because he was bored and horny, which he grew out of the more years he spent in the military, yet the feeling of your tight, warm walls swallowing him up hungrily hit him like a tidal wave. You felt too damn good, and he had to resist the urge to cum already, not wanting to embarass himself.

"Are you okay?" He asked you gently, his hand slowly running up and down the length of your hair worriedly when he noticed the slight grimace on your face. König knew he was big in every single way, and his cock was not the exception.

"I'm good, just— move, please." Feeling the stretch of his massive shaft was just as painful as you imagined, yet the pleasure that came from it couldn't be denied. He builds up a pace, slowly going more and more intense as his thrusts get rougher, deeper, harder. The sound of skin slapping against skin fills his private quarters, and you're secretly glad he's a colonel, as it gives you both more privacy.

"You've been bad, haven't you? Desperate for my cock, letting others flirt with you..." He mutters out between clenched teeth, his thrusts only getting rougher as he recalls what happened earlier. You didn't have the heart to tell him a member of KorTac simply was asking you for advice, the feeling of his tip slamming against your cervix was way too good to ruin the moment. He can believe whatever his jealous and possessive mind told him, as long as he keeps on angrily fucking you.

"No one else gets to touch you like this." He growls out, sitting on his knees while his massive hands easily hold onto your hips, lifting you up with him while he pounded into you, your moans mixed with his as he used you like you were simply a fleshlight— compared to his massive frame, you are.

König shows no mercy anymore, slamming his entire nine inches of meat into you with primal force. Despite the way he's being so rough, his light blue eyes are completely set into your face, looking for any signs of discomfort yet all he can see is pure bliss. His already big ego grows more and more as he hammers into you, all the pretty noises and faces you're making because of him, him and no one else, are getting to his head.

He moves your hips away as he pulls out, suddenly slamming himself all the way back in before you can protest. He drags a whiny moan out of you, pain and pleasure mixing as you can feel a familiar warmth building up in your stomach. He leans down, his breath hot against your ear as he mutters out pure nonsense in German. You can barely make out "Hure" between whatever he's whispering. His German sounds hotter than ever and you listen intently, dumbly nodding your head to his words despite not understanding him.

With each powerful thrust, he claims you, marking you as his own. The pleasure builds, coiling around your naked, sweaty bodies until it's way too much to bear. And when you finally release, his arms wrap around you protectively, holding your tiny body close to his as your bodies explode in a shared release. His thick, white cum fills up your womb, painting your velvety walls with his fertile sperm.

[stanfordswifey]

König being your boyfriend

I got bored, enjoy! Edited: something triggering at the last part (consenual somnophilia)

Okay first of all, he's gentle. Very gentle. He knows he's strong and his hands would break necks within seconds, he would use those hands to gently caress your cheek, trying his best not to hurt you.

Mans would cry if you got hurt because of him, even if it was an accident.

Wouldn't let you work, doesn't want to risk you being called by some other men when he's not around.

Scary dog privileges.

During movie nights, he would definitely pull you closer by pulling your shoulder, would def kiss your forehead too

Probably would take him atLEAST a year to take off his mask around you, and when he does, he would shower you with kisses.

Makes up for the time he's not here with you by buying you stuff online, sending you flowers, letters, clothes etc.

Mans would carry a picture of you in his wallet at all times, in battle he'd hide your photo under his bicycle helmet.

LOVES arts and crafts, he would give you homemade things like paper roses, paper rings and etc. (Stan taylor swift)

Since he gets socially anxious, he makes up for the fact that you can't go on fancy dates and he would do everything in his power to make you two dinner, flowers, tables, he's got everything.

In the mornings, he would probably hesitate letting you go and pulling you in for a hug, spooning you closely so you can't move. Eventually you give in and hug him back, making him smile.

Very dumb at times, man would probably try to wash the microwave by rinsing it with water if you're not there.

Would pull you closer to him and death glare the person if someone so much as dared to smile at you

Personal bodyguard.

Would probably fuck you when you're asleep, finds it fun when you unconsciously squirm under him.

[angi077]

Look, a cat ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶