#Koing x reader

[bitin-and-barkin]

STRONG OLDER MEN. I want to see a man, so rough and tough in the streets actually be a big sweetheart and SO nervous in bed. All flustered and whiney, rutting against your thigh like a one dollar whore. I need to see them overstimulated and crying from pleasure while you suck them off or eat them out. I want to see them be so scared about hurting you while they fuck you oh so gently, SO horny, but so afraid of hurting you. I wanna see one cry and whimper into your neck while they ride you soo well like a good boy <3 you let them cum as much as they want because they're being soo good for you (and they NEED that privilege cause they are soo sensitive and will cum so much) and they eat ALL of your praise up

[alexawesimping]

Dirty Thoughts Dump #2

MDNI😠short imagine König

Sidenote: Guys I ain’t no professional smut writer😭but I hope you guys like it. Had to rewrite everything cause I had no internet connection on a long ass road trip and lost all of it.

“König, it won’t f-fit!~” you whine.

Lies. König doesn’t believe that, he knows your body like the back of his hand. All he has to do is get some pillows and place them behind your lower back. Your pelvis at an angle, König slowly rubs your sensitive clit as he positions his face between your plump thighs.

König wasted no time slurping up your sweet pussy, adding his long digits pumping in and out of you. Orgasm after orgasm, you couldn’t keep track and your mind was on a high. Unexpectedly, you were interrupted by König holding your thighs against your chest.

You suddenly look up meeting his light blue eyes. His pupils were full-blown and half-lidded staring you down. When suddenly, you feel König’s throbbing cock slide into your wet pussy with ease. Breath caught in your throat at the addictive feeling of him stretching you out.

“I think I just did, Meine Liebe~” König grunts.

END.

[bunnys-kisses]

Hey bunny! Pretty pretty please could Konig serve me a croissant, also some crepes and millet-feuille? Oh and some champagne would be lovely with that 🙏💖✨

the bakery menu

there are still tons of items on the menu! feel free to submit your own! i'm happily accepting requests! as for this one, i am so happy to get a könig request! i always feel like i focus so much on price or ghost that i always forget the mountain of a man. and the prompts are very good as well! i did change croissant a little bit, still the same vibe of a prompt, just switched up the language a little! thank you for the request!

croissant ("i wonder if your father knows what happens during the off hours. if he knows you're here with me.") + crepe ("pretty girl.") + mille-feuille (“that’s it, fuck, that’s a good girl.”) + champagne (sugar daddy) served by könig (call of duty!)

cw: smut/pwp, sugar daddy-adjacent, daddy issues, size kink/difference (it's könig ofc), könig in love, dirty talk, cockwarming that turns into lap sex, unprotected sex

könig never imagined himself with another person. he simply thought that his line of work and his anxiety would scare too many people off. but you were not like most people, where most were scared by the mountain of a man with a few too many facial scars, you saw a helpful boyfriend to help you move your stuff into his apartment.

you were a total go-getter. nothing could stop you, you were brave and kind. most of all sweet and könig thought that he'd die happy in between your thighs. he hated that he had to be gone for so long.

that was where the money came in. he wouldn't call it a sugar daddy situation, that would imply there was no real emotional connection. and there was, you were already pointing out engagment rings when you were out together.

there was a definite strong emotional connection.

könig just wanted to make sure that you were taken care of when he was away. because his time away from you could be a few days or a few months, and he wanted to make sure his little schatzi was alright. yes, yes, yes, he knew you had a career, but a little (read: a lot) extra was what he wanted to give to his darling.

the other issue was your father. he was high up in the chain of command for kortac. which meant that you were off limits, but you honestly didn't care. you were a grown woman. your father agreed through grit teeth when you told him you were moving in with könig. your father couldn't stop you, and at least you wanted to live with someone who could protect you. könig was huge.

despite it all you were a happy couple, könig was in love with you. his precious little flower. he'd do anything to keep you happy. and where he took care of you financially (despite your protests), you took care of him in every other way.

one of those ways was being such a good girl for him. his hand was currently in your hair, made your skull seem small in its grasp. you knew that the 6'10 man probably had crushed someone's skull with his bare hands. but his grip on you was loose, the idea of him hurting you made his skin crawl.

you were softly licking his cock while he watched the football game. originally it was supposed to help you beloved relax after two weeks away on a mission. but it was hard to focus on his beer and the game when your pink tongue was brushed against the underside of his cock.

you were great a lot of things sexually, but you were terrible at cockwarming. anyway you tried to do it, you'd just get too excited and do more than just warm him.

"meine liebe." he said softly, "please."

you looked up at him, his cock pressed against your nose. you said, "sorry, honey. i just can't help myself."

"pretty girl." he said, "such a pretty girl."

you giggled as you gave his heavy balls a kiss, "thank you, my love." but made a small yelp noise when könig picked you up from under the shoulders and got you on his lap. you felt his erection against your clothed pussy.

"i want to feel your pussy." he said, "you look better in my lap then on your knees." his voice was such a hot rumble but it carried such a sweetness to it, you couldn't help but eagerly peel off your sleeping shorts and underwear.

you got in his lap properly, knees on either side of his large thighs and sank onto his cock like you had done a million times. you wrapped your arms around your lover and rested against his broad chest. his cock nudged against the back of your pussy and you felt content.

one of the few things that would calm you down was the heft of your lover's cock snug in your damp pussy. it was a far cry from when you first got together and he wouldn't fit in you.

könig put the beer down on the side table before it tumbled out of his hand. your pussy was a familiar presence for him. the tight fit felt good, "that’s it, fuck, that’s a good girl"

you kissed the scar by his mouth and said softly, "thank you, my love."

he cupped your behind and held you while he continued watching the game. austria was getting their asses kicked but the sensation of you seated in his lap made him honestly not care. usually he was an avid football fan, but to have his sweet girl curled up on him felt good.

you mumbled sweet nothings into his ear. he felt the pleasure grow in his gut which meant that you were getting excited too. you started to roll your hips a little, you impatient little thing.

no wonder, the austrian loved you so much.

"mmm, honey." you whimpered.

"i thought you were meant to warm me?" he chuckled softly as he held you.

you replied, "i can't help it. it feels so good. it makes me want more, more, more!" you were soaked and it drove könig crazy as well. two forces that came together.

"alright, meine liebe. i got you." he kissed the apple of your cheek. such a precious little thing."

the more you got cock-drunk the looser your lips became. it was a good thing you weren't a spy, or else a little pressure on your pussy would have you spilling international secrets!

"i wonder what my father knows what happens in the off time. what you and i do together in this little house." you giggled as you rolled your hips. your nails dug into his shoulders.

he groaned, "meine liebe." he hated being teased, but he didn't want to push you too hard and bruise your cervix. something he had done a few times already.

your thrusts were almost cute, little humps as you kept his cock inside of you. you were a far cry from cockwarming. but your boyfriend could never deny you a single thing. so he placed a hand on your hip and the other on the arm of the sofa and let his precious little flower ride him.

he held you steady as you rode him. his cock pressed against your softest areas and earned sweet little moans. your airy little moans, the wetness between your legs, the heat in your face. he lucked out, whatever god was out there blessed him with his cute little flower.

"please, honey."

"i've got you, meine liebe. my pretty girl." he purred as he knew you were getting close. you didn't last too long, he could tell by the stagger in your thrusts and how desperate your moans were.

he softly rubbed up against you as you rode him. a counter thrust to you erratic movements. you were just so painfully cute like this. you peppered his face with kisses and his heart swelled.

it wouldn't be much longer before you dug your pretty nails into his shoulders and clenched around his cock. you were trying to milk him as you slowed down. you slumped against your lover.

his cock was still painfully hard inside of you, it took him a good while to finish off. but you were out of comission for at least twenty minutes. orgasms hit you fast and hard.

but that was fine, he kept your face against his chest as you calmed down and he then grabbed his beer and took a hearty sip of the drink. he rubbed your soft hair and relaxed.

after the game he'd take you to the bedroom and wring two more orgasms out of you before he shoved all his cum into your sweet cunt. you told him once jokingly that you literally had 0% austrian genes in you, but he thought with the amount of cum in you that number was at least at 5%. <3

[sleeepy-sim]

✮ His Apartment ✮

smut, fingering, oral (r), female reader

König couldn't help but stop and stare. Last night koing had finally convinced you to stay the night over at his apartment, and that even when you just wake up you're still as beautiful, if not even more in his opinion. 

So when you walk into his kitchen searching for coffee or tea, whichever you can get your hands on. Wearing his shirt and from what he can tell no underwear nor a bra, he couldn't help but stop and stare at you. Taking a sip of his coffee he stands up to his full height of 6'10. He walks over to your figure, softly taking your much smaller hand in his to keep you from rubbing your eye even harder. 

He leans down, resting his head in your neck, taking in your natural scent. "Engel," His hot breath hitting your bare neck and your shoulder from the size of the shirt it was sliding off of your shoulder. His rough hands grip the shirt, slowly pulling it up, moving his head away from your neck. He rubs his nose against yours, hands still slowly lifting the shirt you were wearing up. He kisses your lips, you try and move your lips away from him to get a word in. His teeth biting down on your bottom lip make you wince, his tongue runs over where he bit you, almost as apologizing. 

"You're lucky I brushed my teeth before coming in here, mister." You playfully stick your tongue out, booping his nose with it. His hands had not left the shirt in fact he had managed to lift it up just under your boobs. His eyes haven't left yours, he drops the shirt. Shoving his hands underneath the shirt, grabbing both of your boobs, digging his nails into them before leaning down and kissing you. 

"I guess I am." He pulls away from you, walking over to his now untouched coffee. Taking a sip with his back turned to you. You walk over to him, wrapping your arms around his waist, fingers meeting and interlocking. Resting your head on his back, letting out a sigh. Turning around he picks you up, setting you on the counter, just next to his coffee. 

Shoving his head into your neck, peppering kisses from your throat to your lips. His hands grab your thighs, putting them on his waist. Pulling you towards him, almost off of the counter his tongue swipes yours before his hand comes up and grabs your hair. Pulling you back by your hair, your head tilts just perfect for him to shove his tongue down your throat. 

Moaning into his mouth, your hands running through his short hair, pulling him even closer. Legs tightening around his waist, your hips buck up, sliding his shirt up and showing his abs. He slides you off the counter, walking back into his room. Setting you on the bed, he pulls his shirt up as you slide farther up the bed, backing resting on the headboard watching him strip. 

After taking his shirt off he yanks his gray sweatpants down, his dick hangs low and outwards from how heavy. Its veins pulsate as you look at it, looking back up at him. His smirk and eyes already seem to know what you're thinking about. Crawling up the bed he grabs your ankles, yanking you towards him. His hands swiftly remove his shirt from your body, throwing it to the side. 

He pushes your legs apart, taking his fingers and spreading your pussy lips. Watching as they glisten from how wet you are. His pointer finger rubs at your nub making your hips buck, needing more. He doesn't give you more, instead his finger trails down to your hole, pushing just the tip of his finger in before trailing it back to your now aching nub. 

"Please, König" Your eyes look down at him pleading. He slowly slide his finger into your pussy, leaning closer to your pussy his tongue taps on your clit, before lapping on it. Thrusting his finger in and out of you he has his middle finger join, making you moan even louder. His thick fingers making your pussy so wet. The loud sounds of your pussy only seems to make his actions even faster.

Removing his fingers, his hands grabs your hips bringing your pussy to his mouth. His tongue shoves it way into your pussy, rubbing on every inch, every crease he can find. He can't help but to groan into your pussy, it just taste so sweet, so good, so you.

[chaosandmarigolds]

(ahem ahem ahem) Sitting in my lecture and I'm cursed with thoughts so I hope you enjoy 🤍🤍

Husband!Konig (me + masked men= happy) a random complement

Husband!Konig who cannot and will not believe that you're happy with me, hence why he loves the little notes you leave around the house, and why he loves doing the same to do

Husband!Konig who purposefully puts things on the top shelf just cause he can and he likes it when you come to him for help (it mostly backfires when he finds you standing on the counter)

Husband!Konig who didn't let your feet touch the ground for the first twenty four hours of your marriage, don't ask why, he just insisted

Husband!Konig who is scary and big but he will not go correct the coffee order-

"Why is your face like that?" You frown as you look at your husband's disgruntled-looking face as he stares at the small cappciuno cup, almost comical how small it looked in his hands. The same coffee shop you had been going tofor years but there was a new barista, so..

He looks up at you and then shakes his head, hiding his expression behind his words, "Nothing. It's good. Good."

"Ko."

"Mmm?"

"You don't like it."

A small silence.

"Nien, no, I do not."

"Okay, I'll fix it."

"Nein! Nein, nein, no, no she busy-new! she is new, leave her be." his hand went to your wrist as you grabbed the cup and he then very slowly let it go as you glared, and he sunk into the chair as you stood up fully, "Ich liebe dich."

"I know."

(I dunno, tryin somthin new :P )

[sirenmoth]

Sweet Melody

Ghost x Fem!Reader x König

Synopsis: Ghost and König show you how you belong to

CW: DUBCON, established relationship, begging, manhandling, mention of breeding, breeding, double penetration, anal fingering, anal sex, vaginal sex, vaginal fingering, rough sex, hate sex?, mention of brusies, slight edging, possesive ghost, possesive köing, possesive sex, spanking, alpha/beta/omega dymanics, ABO dynamics, slight malipulation?, dumbification, sir kink, size kink, biting, voyerisum, dom/sub dynamics, hair pulling, polygamy, throuple, brief pussy slapping, overstimulation, you're not caught but EVERYONE knows, mention of bruises, a few degrading words Request by @oxbunnehxo

"God, i can smell them on you, it's fuckin' disgusting" the lieutenant alpha growled as he pushed you in some random closet just down the hall from where the teams were celebrating a successful joint mission, König and Ghost brought you along as a plus one, and because you begged to meet their teammates. They courted you when you were a medic in the military, the two giants took a liking to you nearly immediately, using their over-powerful scent to court you and scare away any other potentail suters. They provided for you and cared for you, showing they would make good mates, pampering you until you became their sweet doclie omega.

Gasping as Ghost pushes you front to the closet wall, trapping you with his body, leaning down to your ear level "Ya think that was funny? Throwing yourself over them like some common slag?" he growls, you can feel his anger, opening your mouth hoping to defend yourself, that you were trying to make friends, but Ghost brings his hand down over your ass, hard, the smack ringing out in the barely light space. his hands finding a tight drip on your hips to keep you from squirming away, "Johnny was praticcally eye fuckin' you, wanted a piece of you." Ghost bring his hand down again, harder than the last, causing you to let out a small whimper, "a piece of what is mine", he brings his hand down at same time the sound of the door , a thick accented voice rings out,

"Ours"

Looking up towards the door, your heart feels like it stops, the light in from the hallway illuminates an obscured figure, König, the reality of the situation hits you like a train hitting a brick wall. You were cornered in some small, cramped closet, barley big enough for one alpha let alone two, the same two alphas who were beyond pissed and jealous and more then ready to take it out on you. König slowly closed the door behind him as he entered, making sure you watch to ensure you know there no escape. Both men stared at each other, like they were telepathicly discussing what to do with you. Ghost pulled your body close to his chest, allowing Austrian mountain man to slot in between you and the wall, his hands replacing Ghosts' death grip on your hips.

König was stronger and bigger then Ghost, but it would be a deadly mistake to say the shorter of the duo was weaker, both held their dominace and massive size with pride, they knew how to use it agaisnt you, fucking you with a bittersweey mix of adoration and aggression, ripping you apart with their mouths, fingers and cocks only to put you back together after it was over, especially when they got possesive over you, their mate. They would spend hours using you over and over until you were nothing more then a puddle covered in marks, bruises, both yours and their cum, sweat and tears.

Ghost shoves you into Königs' chest, forcing you to arch your back, making you present to him, "Now, pet, 'm goin' to give you ten and you will count after each one, if i hear a single bratty comment from you, you'll get more, affirmative?" Ghost speaks, a silent order to behave, to take it like a good omega. Nodding your head in agreement when a yelp is pulled from your throat due to another harsh slap, "I want a verbal response, love" giving the irritated flesh a light squeeze.

"Yes, sir" you whimper out, knowing where this is going to go and how it's going to end.

Before you're able to take a breathe to ease your nerves, a loud smack rings out, harder then the previous ones, rougher, harsher. You whine at the sting of the slap and the fabric of your pants rubbing agaisnt the redded flesh, "O-one" you mange to get out, the feeling of gloves burning into hips causes you to jump.

"What do you say, Hase?" Somehow you almost forget about the man holding you up, god you can hear the smirk in his voice, "Thank you, sir" earning a lgrowl of approval from both of them, a few more quick smacks are given, Ghost alternating between each cheek, you swallow air as you shakily count "Two...t-hree, fo-four", thanking your mates after each one.

The Austrian man pawing at your hips helped distract you from the British man breathing down your neck, until a gloved hand finds its way around your neck, gently pulling your head up to check on you, to check if you're ok, giving make a soft smile as Ghost pulls his mask up to his nose and presses himself againt you freshly abused ass. Placing a gentle kiss to his claim mark, Köings' was in the same location on the opposite side. He pulled his mask and attacked your mouth in an open kiss while Ghost nipped at your neck, leaving fresh marks, out of the two of them he was always the mouthy one.

Ghost grinds against your ass, sending waves of stinging pain and unregulated pleasure to your brain, their scents clouding your senses and thoughts, easing you into a false sense of secuity. König started to unbuckle your belt and barely gets your jeans down your thighs before Ghost shoves a gloved hand in between them and presses two fingers against your slit. "It is stupid to think you are getting what you want to easily," his voice was loud and hard to ignore, laced with a thick austrian accent, a strict contrast between Ghosts' slightly more quite and gravelly one, accompanied with his own heavy manchester accent.

A loving hand makes its way through your hair, you bath in it until you head is pulled back from its place on Königs' chest "You have to beg for it, hase" He rasps, eyes boring into yours, an attempt to hide you face is cut short by Ghost, "He said beg", already growing tired with this so called bratty behaviour. Swallowing your tongue, attempting to calm your nerves for the second time tonight.

"Please, i'm sorry, i was trying to make friends" you beg, tears swelling at the corners of your eyes, "I-I didn't mean to, please...please". A sign was heard but you couldn't tell who it came from, a kiss was placed on your scalp, a quiet message before your trousers and panties were ripped down your legs and thrown by the closed door, follwed by your shirt and bra, "We know, hase, but we stiil need to make sure they know your ours" König explains, you relax a little knowing they weren't fully mad. He move a gloved hand from your hips to your thigh and pulls it up and on his waist, keeping it in a tight grip, the other leg barely touching the ground, having to be on tip-toes to keep balanced as Ghost toys with you. Enough pressure to feel his fingers dancing over your sweet bundle of nerves but not enough to bring pleasure, Königs' hands on your thigh and hip preventing you from grinding agaisnt them.

The Brit removes one of his gloves, safely securing it in his pocket, then bringing his fingers to your entrance, circling it to collect as much slick on his fore and middle fingers, slowly entering his fingers into you, filling you up. He moves foward more, using their size against you, restraining you in the middle as they take you apart, dragging his fingers in and out, prolonging your punishment. Both men look at each other, then down a you, coming to the same idea. A sudden jolt of pain rips through you as they bite you, hard, right over their respective marks, restating their claim.

You are their, and everyone must know it.

The other participants attending could probably smell and hear what was happening, König calmly moves high fingers up and down your thigh, moving his hand from your hip to your neglected clit, before removing the glove, following the same method as Ghost, collects some of your slick and moves his fingers towards you ass, entering it without warning, you're unable to move as you take their thick, rough fingers. letting them strech you out.

Once they've deemed you streched and prepped enough, they remove their finger, earning a whimpering moan from, Ghost quickly slaps your clit for it, silently telling you to keep quite, that was for later. You waited with shallow breathes as the sound of your alphas remove themsleves from their pants, the soft sound of precum being spread over their cocks, Ghost collects moreof your slick and spreads it over your back enterance. Slowly you move your hands, wanting to feel them, feel them in your hands, in your mouth, inside you.

That fantasy was short lived as Ghost pins your hand behind you back and you freeze, like prey caught by a predator, "Did you think you'd get away with that?" He husks in your ear, both alphas soak in your whines and you feed you their cocks, inch by inch, until their flush against your skin.

Then they still.

You attempt to move, both laugh down at you, watching you try to bounce on dicks, "We haven't done anything and you are already cockdrunk?" the venom dripping in his voice, so you sit and wait, being used asa cockwarmer.

One deep inside your cunt, the other deep inside you ass.

You've never felt so good, swimming in your combained pheromones and scent, slowly slipping into a complicit mindstate, that's when they move, when one pulls out the other thrusts in, keeping you full and constantly suspended in a blissful and cockdrunk state.

König pulls your head away from his chest once again by your hair, forcing you to take what they're giving you without hiding, all the while Ghost slips his remaining gloved hand over your puffy clit, pinching and rubbing it.

Your soft moans can probably be heard from the party, you're sure of it, but at this point you find it hard to care, the pleasure making you lose the ability to think clearly, focusing on what the alphas are giving you. "Moan for us, pet, scream for us. Let them know who you belong to" Ghosts' heavy accent sctraches something deep in your brain, and you lose yourself completely, moaning louder into the confides of the closet.

"That's our dumb hase, can't even think for herself, Needs her big, strong alphas to protect her" The Austrian man in front of you grunts out.

"Mmm, you're lucky we found you, who knows what'd have happened if someone else got you" The British man behind you growls out.

They talk as if you're not there. Not being pumped full of their cock. Not sandwiched between their bodies, drool slowly running down from the side of your mouth, eyes rolled back into your head as you mutter and mumble incoherently, brain shut off, not register anything. Expect for one word,

Breed.

Numbly you nod your head, trying to beg them to breed you, but nothing but moans leave your mouth, unware of what you just agreed too.

Without warning both men pick up the pace, pounding into you with such aggresive stamina all you can out are squeals and squeaks, you're preety sure you'll be unable to walk after this as another orgasm is pulld from you.

You lost count how mant you've had. 5? 10? The sensitivity and overstimulation is felt through the bond and the alphas litter your neck and shoulders in more bites, you can feel more bruises forming on your hips, waist and thigh, there might be some on your wrists by the end as well. You wonder how'll you be able to walk after, most likely won't without a limp, but all that can be discussed later as another orgasm leaves you at the same time your mates dump another load of their cum into you.

But that doesn't stop them, and before you know it, you're on the edge of another orgasm.

"You want to came? Do you want us to breed you full?"

You're unsure who's speaking but give out a breathy, strained moan in response.

"I think we have fuck her dumb" They laugh at you condition, thrusting back into you, set on completing their mission, to make sure you're packed full of their fertile cum before they leave the event.

Growls, grunts and moans fill the space between as the giant alphas use you for their pleasure, pushing and pulling you in every which direction.

In and out, in and out.

Back and forth, back and forth.

The slaps of your bare skin is muffled agaisnt the fabric of their pants, a painful reminder that you're practiclly exposed while their fully dressed, your lower body tingles from lack of use, you can feel your joints stiffening up. The mixure of fluids between your thighs is in a constant state of uncomfortably dry and sickly wet.

"C'mon you can give us one more, can't you?" The man city alpha breathes out, it feels like a taunt, one you can reply to as the familiar feeling of another orgasm begins to build in your belly, squirming to try and get away from the sensations in all in vein as Ghost presses you impossibly closer to König.

"I- c..can't ple-" you can barely get a full sentance out, to far into the throws of pleasures, "Ja, you can and you will" König grits out, his hips slam into Ghosts' gloved hand that found it's way back to you slit. When did that happen? Thieir tatics effectivly pushing you closer to the edge.

"N-No.. it-" Your orgasms barrels through you without warning, catching you off gaurd, cutting you off as you scream from the intensity of it. The last of your strengh gives out, bringing along the last of your cognitive thoughts with it, leaving you limp and twitching. Both alphas growl, deep grunts as they cum a few moments later, deep inside you, mindlessly fucking it deeper into you to make sure it takes.

Feeling like you're floating as they let you go, gently placing you down back on the ground as they pull out, König keeps you against his torso to prevent you from collapsing, Ghost fetches your discared clothes and helps you get re-dressed, telling you how much their going to pamper you once you get home. König gently picks you up, the feels of sweat anf drying cum is making you uncomfortable, but promises of a warm bubble bath is enough to calm you. He keeps giving sweet words in austrian as you feel your sense return. Ghost leaves back to the main gathering to gather any left behind belongings, not really caring about announcing their leave.

Drifting in and out of sleep, you can faintly hear a few words the British alpha is saying, the awkardness and strained responses from everyone there. They all replied in quick words, all very eagar for the three of you leave. Your cheeks burn red after you hear a well know scottish accent say 'not to wear the bonnie to thin'. Burying yourself back into König again at the realisation as your brain connects the dots. They heard, everyone at the party heard everything.

[sickmorbiddoll]

I don’t ask for much

But is asking for a alien to shape shift to every man I’ve read fanfic about so I can do the most devious things ever to them, too much?😞

[sukioyakio]

KÖÍNG BLURB/drabble (College au)

warning: SMUTT

Koíng being a loser and being tried of having a skinny body,and so he spend his time in the gym in the winter break.

Köíng being more built then before but is still is a loser.When the break was over he didn’t even really notice about the big changes In his body.

He walked into the hallways without caring about the shock faces or whisper in the hallways.He just went to his locker and got his books and went to the classroom.Where he sit in the same spot as he always does—all he cares is his education and of course his video games.

Everyone is talking about him and how much his changed,most of them were saying how he had a glow up.

And then you were one of the ones that Köíng despised;You were the most bratty person if not THE most bratty in the whole college ever.You were always bully him for enjoyment,for your own self stress relief,for fun.He hated how you looked down on him,how you flexed on your wealth on him.You had such an disrespectful mouth that would make him want to shut that mouth with something up.Your attitude was the same with that mouth. All you really needed was a lesson to be…taught.He would be lying if he said you weren’t gorgeous.

You with a big ego didn’t care whether Köíng had a glow up or how much his body changed.To you he will always be the little skinny nobody;the one you love to bully.And that would be your biggest mistake.

You were on the dirty floor of one the unused classroom,the same room you always bully him.And now your on all floors with your ass revealed to Köíng–your painties were somewhere in the room.Köíng was behind you,and your hands tied behind your back.Your is full of tears and ruined by Köíng hands spanking your ass with such intense pressure.

You were an absolute whimpering mess underneath Köíng.Begging him to stop abusing your poor ass.

Predator eyes boring into yours.Another slap towards your ass,As he watches it jiggle due to his impact.Looking at your pretty little pussy,getting wet from his spanking.

You wouldn’t believe how your body love this,how much your body betrayed you in this moment.

“Such a slut-all it took for you to stop being such a brat is some spanking”Köíng says in raspy low voice,enough for you to make you whimper in pain.An chuckle escapes his throat as he continues doing his lesson on you.

“Please-pls pls pls-please I’m sorry..s-Sorry”Your words filled with pleading,making him laugh at your words.Your words mean nothing towards him.

while you pant heavily like a dumb dog in heat, your ass painful from being spanked repetitively. “Such a very hoe-getting very wet from me spanking you.Your practically making an mess out of yourself slut” he says with another slap on your ass,your ass already having an redness from the spanking.

it was useless for you to get out of his trap,you felt something hard and long.You tense up.

“Wait!!no please Köíng-I can’t be fucked by y-you, ”You said with tears rapidly rolling down your faces,as you looked at him with an expression of pleading eyes and somewhat of disgust.Seeing his hard dick laying on top of your ass,and how big it is.

Ignoring your comments.

“Should’ve have been less of an brat towards me,but I’ll make you my perfect little brat for now”he says in an low husky voice as he grab his meatly cock and angle it towards your entrance,and slowly move it in your pussy.You never felt so sketched out and filled before.

Gasping for air,whimpering and panting as you grip the leather material that holds your hands.

Köíng smirks at your movements.It was just his tip inside your wet tight clit,He use one of his huge hands to hold your tied hands and thurst his whole veiny cock inside.And his other hand gripping tightly on your hip.

Thursting in an out of you in a brutal pace.Holding the your hands with a bruise grip.Your moans were mix with his Goans. The way your pussy clenches on his dick like a tight vine. “It like. .your…pussy-grab my dick s’o it can’t leave,such an greedy pussy”Köíng says in your ear his hot breath hit your ears,his breathing could be heard from you.

The sound of skin slapping could be heard,koing hard balls slapping against your sensitive clit.

“Ngh!!- ffuck kKöíng —afhhh ahh”You moaning,your back arches from his brutal pace.You were feeling so much pleasure from his meaty cock,at the same time pain.Feeling very vein of his cock–The way his stupid cock hits your cervix.You tears rolling down more—your pussy wrapping his cock so perfectly.

“M’hat happened to the brat that w‘as so cocky”He says breathlessly chuckling in a deep huzy voice.His pace brutal goes even faster then before if that a possible.

already cockdrunk,getting stupid off of his big dick. you're barely unable to mutter a coherent sentence out. “Köíng-Köíng kk-Köíng!! .. Köíng”You say like a prayer.As you cum around his dick,you show white when you cum,you thought he would slow down but no.

Hips slamming harder and harder into you, the tip of his cock hitting your spongy cervix.

THAT ALL I HAVE AND IT MY FIRST TIME WRITTING SMUTT SOO YEA and I don’t know how to continue this 😭😭

BUT THANKS TO MY pookie @scoobysnakz

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SORRY FOR NOT POSTING

[aestheticanimegirl15]

I found this on pinterest and it got me thinking.... any one of the cod characters would do this for you, yea maybe some more than others, but each and every single one would still do this. For one, it wasn't easy to become close to them to the point they would consider you a lover, no a long life partner (example; husband, wife, ect) it took a while. So they would do anything for you, after all you managed to get close to them in spite of their closed off ways and their job. For two, they already have lost a lot thanks to either personal reasons or reasons related to their line of work, they are going to make damn sure they are not going to loose you too. Don't matter if they have to burn the world down and rebuild it from scratch to give you that safe, quiet life you always dreamed of they would do it in a heartbeat, the only thing stopping them is that you hadn't given them the ok. But once you do? There is nothing in heaven, hell, or on earth that would stop them besides you.

[undervalentina]

Konig x Reader

Enemy’s to lovers nsfw type shit

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konig and y/n had something out for one another, some people guess maybe it’s because they were both competitive in their jobs, and others thought it was childhood enemies shit, but in reality, it was way more than that. Shit started to get worse the more time passes but now Especially when they were in the same friend group it was worse. Each time when their friend group would talk to Y/n, Konig would just stare her down like she was just a small bunny, and Y/n would just roll her eyes at him each time he did that. He would sometimes make some remarks each time she finished talking to the others in the group, whispering in his low voice “Of course” or “Whatever you say” mocking her, making her feel dumb. She turned her face looking up at him (since the high difference) annoyed and embarrassed on her face “the fuck are you trying to say” he looked down at her amused and smirked *you know what I mean bunny* dragging the last word. he knew how much that name teased her. “You bitch” stepping towards him but before she could get closer a few of their friends would intervene grabbing her back “Come on don’t start again you two”. “Let me fucking put him in his place” leaning forward towards him. He chuckled seeing how desperate she was. “You fucking wish bunny” He stare her down one last time before walking off. Their friends released their grip after he walk away “You need to figure this out its getting old now” “yea this shit is getting out of hand” the other friend agreed looking annoyed and crossing his arms. She walks away following Konig .” fuck another fight again” the friend plam his face. The other one signs “I’m too tired to stop them they need to figure it out” looking at his friend “yea you’re right”.

Y/n followed konig where he was entering his key into his door lock. She puts a hand on his shoulder before he can step into his room. “What’s your problem with me?!” he quickly turns facing his body toward her towering over her. She would be lying if she said she wasn’t frightened by his firm figure. She quickly tries to take her hand back from his shoulder. Before she could his hand quickly reached over grabbing her risk and tightening his grip. She quickly shut her eyes “Ah konig let go” she whined, he ignored her then quickly grabbed her other risk and pushed her body against the door locking her risk down on the wall. His body is towering down at body. his eyes looking down at her emotionless. He lean in close and whisper down at her neck “You are the fucking problem whore” Her body shivered from his reply “If I’m a whore why don’t you do something about it” she said coldly trying to push him (mentally). “Gladly” he replied in a whisper suddenly she felt one of his leg pushing up between her legs gap. “konig-g“ his knee now putting pressure in her sweet spot. She bites down on her lip trying not to moan “he continues whispering in her ear teasing her “I’ll show you who’s in charge” he leans in kissing her roughly. His tongue tries to enter but she quickly denies teasing him. He puts more pressure on his knee grinding it on her sweet spot. She moans opening her mouth for a quick second giving him enough time to use his tongue to explore her mouth. The soft moans escaped from her lips, her body feeling vulnerable against his touch she couldn’t help but love how rough he was on her. His hands let go of her risks and started to travel all over her body, one hand groping her breasts another hand traveling behind her neck to her hair. pulling her hair between into his fist. Causing her neck to tilt up. He stopped kissing her lips and started to kiss her exposed neck, still pulling her hair back in a firm grip. he puts more pressure on his knee grinding even harder. her body couldn’t take this euphoric feeling. her hand found its way to his back clawing her nails through his outfit, he softly moans feeling the pressure. His lips kiss her lower and lower giving her red and purple hickeys all over her neck and chest. Her muffled moans try to escape from her close lips. He breaks away from her chest and looks down at her with his cold eyes “I can’t punish you out here let’s take this more private” he whispers. Releasing his grip from her hair and removing his knee between his inner thigh. She whined not feeling the tension “Fine”. He grabs her waist and puts her over his shoulder like she weighs nothing. She gasp at this sudden move “Come on slut” opening the door and stepping in.

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Um tell me if I should continue it orrrr whateverr

[alexawesimping]

Dirty Thoughts Dump #1

MDNI😠 short imagine könig..

Play wrestling with König? No, you’ll soon learn when your head is being held down. Ass up as König forcefully stuffs your tight pussy with his fat thick cock.

Yea, you were never winning..🫡😮‍💨

[thewritersaddictions]

Drabble: Call Of Duty- Body Talk

How might they react to finding out you don't like a part of your body?

John Price Bravo

"Do you think I'm pretty anymore?" You ask your husband of ten years. Price nearly scoffs at you, but when he looks up through your standing mirror, the look on your gives it all away. He can see the sadness behind your eyes and how you look at yourself with disgust in the mirror. "You're the most beautiful thing I've ever seen, love." He says, standing up to around the bedroom and standing behind you.

There's a bit more pudgness on your thighs, tummy, and even your arms, but you forget you've had two kids, and that comes with it. It also happens with simply aging. "But I don't feel pretty anymore, John. I feel disgusting, and I hate the way my body has become, and no amount of working out or eating right seems to fix it." Your voice is cracking, and Price knows the tears are coming. "Love, you're beautiful. Every day I look at you and wonder how the fuck I managed to be so damn lucky. I don't care about anything other than loving you and our kids." He says it, and he means it with all of his heart.

You let go of a large, heavy sigh. He wraps his arms around you. Your skin is cold in contrast to his warm hands and arms. "Anyways, it gives me more to hold to when I'm makin' love to you, baby," he says with a kiss on your cheek. You giggle finally, the happy noise filtering through the room. "You come here, and let me show you how much I love your body for you?" Price asks, looking at you through the mirror. You'll never be able to deny him.

Simon Riley Ghost

You never break, not in front of your teammates. Never show your true feelings until you are behind closed doors. This time, it had just been too much. In the field, you had been trying to get a family out of Hassan's territory. They had nothing to do with the bullshit going on. Your heart broke when the little girl walked out without her parents or siblings. You had picked her up in a fell swoop and taken her with you. You aren't sure how the hell she managed to escape the fire and collapsing house with nothing less than a mark on her face. She had held onto you for the entire ride back, and it wasn't until you got back to the hideout that you had to give her off to the medic.

Ghost had been watching you the entire time. Your sniffes didn't go unheard by him, so he watched longer. How you nearly ran off to bunks when you had to give the poor girl off to the medic. That's where he found you, in the bunk room, crying your heart out. The knock was not heard, and neither were his footsteps. "Athena," Your sniffles stopped, "yeah, how's the girl?" You ask, "That girl is fine, but how are you?" He asked. The worry was in his voice, and it was directed towards you. "I'm okay." You say, stuffing your emotions back in your chest. "You don't seem like it, love. You seem like you're falling apart." He countered. "I'm just, there's only so much I can do, but the weight is sometimes too much to bear. That girl has no family now. None at all because we… I wasn't able to get there in time." You say your hands on your head.

The silence is hard to tell, but then Ghost speaks. "Here's what you don't know: that girl is alive. Yes, she might not have parents, and she'll go into foster care, but she's alive. All because you grabbed her and pulled her from the fire. That counts for something, Athena." Ghost said as he sat down next to you. "you're allowed to break down; this is a physically and mentally-wearing job, so I'm offering you something. A shoulder to lean on. To cry on, to laugh on, to forget on. Whatever you need." "Thank you, Ghost." You say, "Call me Simon, now let's go check up on that kid, yeah?" He says, reaching out his gloved hand to take

John McTavish Soap

You had literally searched all over the internet about how to get rid of pregnancy stretch marks. The marks at the bottom of your belly where killing you to look at. Not the mention all the other shit you were now dealing with after your pregnancy. The milk pump sometimes worked, and other times it just didn't, which caused you significant discomfort, and then the massive fucking put-together pad you had to wear for the next two weeks. You just felt disgusting, so this added thing was just not needed.

The knock on the bathroom door made you shriek. "Shit, love, I didn't mean to scare you. Just wanted to tell you that baby girl is down." Johnny says as he enters the bathroom. Your hair is wet, and you only wear a pair of panties and a sports bra. Staring at yourself in the mirror. "Love, where are you at right?" The concern is clear in his words. "You can't help but crumble at your husband's soft Scottish accent. "I'm not… my body…" "What about your body?" He asks, obviously worried about you. "I don't like it anymore." His brows furrow together. "What do you mean?" "I'm ugly now, and these fucking stretch marks, and let's not add the other shit on top of it." "Hang on a minute now, sweetness." He says, moving to look in the mirror with you but you look away.

"You grew a whole human being in your body for the last nine months. You grew a fuckin' life. You are the most wonderful thing that happened to me, along with baby girl. I know you're not liking your body right now, but I'm telling you right now, you're still just as beautiful as you were the day I met you as you are now." "But…" "But nothing. You are the mother to our daughter, and I won't have you thinking poorly of yourself." Johnny smiles as he takes your hands together and rubs your ring with his thumb. "Together?" He asks, "Together," You responded.

Köing

"Fuck Liebling, you might be the death of me," Köing says as he shifts on the bed, making room for you to lie down next to him. You were up, grabbing two glasses of water for the both of you. Padding around in a pair of Köings boxers from the drawers and his t-shirt. Nothing was more a beautiful site than you right now in front of him. "Here you go." You stand, handing the glass of water off to him. The afterglow of sex sticking to your body still. He takes it graciously from your hand and rests it on his side table before pulling back the covers and waiting for your return to the bed.

It's hours later; while he's rubbing random shapes into your thighs, he feels something. At first, it doesn't concern him, but then he realizes what they are. Straight-cut lines work themselves up your thigh. How he had never noticed before blew his mind and the thoughts of what the small lines meant. You aren't asleep. Instead, you are catching up on your most recently purchased book. Köing couldn't help himself. "what are these?" He asks. "What is love?" You request not understanding where this line of questioning is going. "These marks on your leg. I can feel them." He says, rubbing gently.

You aren't shy about it. You've had them for years. You ensured they weren't in a spot where someone like your parents could see them. So your thigh was the best place. You bookmark your book before setting it down and pulling the covers off your legs. Köing moves his hand, and you start to explain. "I had really, like, horrible depression when I was a teenager. My family didn't really believe in medication or anything like that, so I didn't know what else to do. Sounds shitty now that I say it out loud since it was so long ago. But that was self-harm because I had no other outlet." You tell Köing, who's eagerly listening to you. "And you haven't done it since?" His words hold concern. "Don't worry about me, baby; I've got my meds, therapist, and you. I'm all good now." You say, trying to push away the sad thoughts that are trailing through your boyfriend's head.

"Don't worry, Schatz, I'll fuck the depression right out of you the next time. No need to cut up this beautiful skin." Köing words make you laugh.

Completed on: 11/16/23

Posted on: 11/20/23

COD-

[emptywwwriting]

i just want a big scary man to take care of me and my holes

[trtlebuns]

Who would’ve thought?

Random things about T141 + Alejandro & Köing

Tags: Fluff and cursing (maybe?)

Alejandro Vargas

my man my man my man!!!!

Alejandro HATES!!! Spicy foods, even though he is Mexican and grew up in a Mexican household he CANNOT handle anything spicy

Wakes up at 6:45 everyday

His comfort clothing includes: a tank top or T-shirt with grey joggers and black/socks

He would often cook the meals (very house husband of him)

Hates alcoholic beverages, like he’ll drink them but won’t enjoy them

Favorite color is: Rosewood Pink

Favorite ice cream flavor is strawberry

He doesn’t wear cologne

He takes his skin care VERY serious

When he’s angry or excited he would talk in his native tongue

Will call out of work if his hair isn’t “hairing”

Likes to kiss you on the forehead near your edges

Likes to watch you get dressed

Wants to have a big family

If he could be any cartoon character he would be Milo from fish hooks

Has a tattoo of your initial behind his ear

Köing

Listens to lofi and jazz

A light sleeper

Hates pickles

Wears his mask in public but at home he wears a big sweater with a large hood to hide most of his face (specifically a deep purple sweater)

Likes all of the avengers movies and if one is coming out he would buy tickets in advance (like 3-6 months in advance)

Likes strawberry milk but is severely lactose intolerant

Hates raisins but likes grapes

His comfort outfit would be: at home, a onesie to match yours or if in public ( like he goes out there willingly) would be a hoodie and joggers with crocs

Enjoys putting on his eye makeup while you do your makeup

Still doesn’t know what “beat this face to the gods” mean, even though you only say it when you do your makeup

Is happy with being with you and having a cat or two (or any small animal of your choice)

Prefers to eat ketchup with anything

Likes sardines

Likes to hug you from the back

Favorite color is: Mulberry Purple

He wears your initial as a chain

Has a dad sneeze

GHOST (Simon Riley)

Hates anything super sweet or sweeting in general

Prefers coffee (black) over tea, but would drink it if it’s the only thing around

He likes pumpkin spice lattes (yes he’s a basic bi- brit 🫣)

Secretly adds weapons to you car every time he gets in it

Like why do you have a knife in your cup holder?? How did that get there, you wonder

Orders steak every time you guys eat out anywhere “fancy”

Wears a face mask when he’s out

Your nickname for him is “beady eyed brit”

Only kisses you on the cheek and the temple

He rolls his eyes at everything

“Omg mon, you didn’t have to get me this??” You said happily as you hugged Simon. “I wouldn’t have gotten it, if you didn’t stop pestering me about it” He sighed and rolled his eyes knowing that he would buy you the world if you only mentioned it once

He loves peppermints

He likes to watch you…just do you

You’re in the kitchen? Boom, he’s leaning on the fridge watching you. You’re in the bathroom fixing your hair, Boom, he’s sitting on the toilet seat just staring. You’re walking around talking on the phone? Boom, he’s right there in arms distance listening and watching you. Just watching

He listens to classical music

Comfort fit: anything that’s lying on the floor closest to him or anything that seems comfy to him, could be shorts and a shirt or joggers and topless as long as he’s comfy he don’t care

Prefers to be just with you but wouldn’t mind stretching the family

He likes to skip rocks

He knows how to skateboard

Weirdly obsessed with peanut butter because of the “protein”

Favorite color is: Juniper Green

He goes makeup shopping with you because you need to know what type of eye makeup he wears that lasts through literal war

SOAP (Johnny Mactavish)

Hates coconut flavored anything! It could artificial or down to the real deal he HATES IT

Likes to yell at the tv

Must take a bite of your food, it doesn’t matter if you both have the same thing or not. He needs a bite and his reasoning is “I’m testing for poison”

Get you a man who CARES!

Would rate your burps out of 10

Let’s you paint his nails

He spills the tea and so do you

Johnny bursts through the door, and started you “BIIIIIIITCH!!!” Johnny says as he shakes his head walks towards you, you already know the tea is piping HOT! “Let me tell you what price done said over the phone just now” he says as he props down on the bed and you get into a sitting position “I’m all ears babe” you get ready for the most juiciest information of you life

Likes to pee/shit while you’re in the bathroom (it’s his favorite activity)

He rock climbs for a hobby

Favorite color is: Coin Silver

Always calls and never text in advance that he needs to talk

Comfort outfit: pajama bottoms, bunny slippers, and topless or a tanktop

Likes to sleep in cold temperatures

Tackles you with hugs and kisses whenever he sees you

You’re on the phone trying to pay a bill? Boom, he’s right next to you kissing your head and hugging you from the back. You’re trying to get ready for work? Boom, you’re making out and now you gotta call off work…AGAIN!

Listens to a lot of Megan thee stallion because he heard you playing thot shit

Hates the texture of cottage cheese

He’s a horrible cook and so are you, but you both try your best and end up ordering out

Likes to throw things at you and act as if he had no idea what you’re talking about when you ask if he threw something at you

“Ow, what the fu-“ you say as you scratch your head and look at the ground and see an orange crayon on the floor. You look up and see Johnny at the table with a coloring book and crayons “J did you just throw this at me” you question as you raise the crayon. He looks and you and you look at him… “I have no idea what you’re talking about” he says calmly as he goes back to coloring. You sigh, “then how did this get over here?” You roll your eyes and put your hand on your hip. “It must’ve been already over there” he shrugs while continuing his activity with a small smirk pulling at his lips

Likes to eat haggis ( Scottish bastard )

Knows how to play the flute

He would like to have 3 kids and 2 dogs (specifically a Rottweiler and Doberman)

[sirenmoth]

Sorry for the rant and probs gonna get hate cuz ik this fandom but i had to say this

-This goes to all fandoms, not just Call of Duty-

You are responsible for the content you consume. Don’t like, Don’t read.

i’ve seen a few posts about this but

if you cannot spell or speak about rape, pedophilia or any dark or sensitive topics then maybe don’t talk about it, because purposely misspelling it proves you are not mature enough to talk about it or handle the topic, this isn’t tik tok you don’t have to sugarcoat anything. Yes i am aware these are sensitive (and horrible) subjects and can be triggering but no one is forcing you to read or talk about it.

Me, and a lot of authors, put the content warnings at the top of the fic because that’s the first thing people will see and it is your responsibility to read those warnings if you wish to read a fic, not ours. This goes with Dead Dove: Do Not Eat (DDDNE), a warning or tag used to indicate that a fanwork contains tropes or elements that may be deemed morally reprehensible without explicitly condemning the sensitive aspect. It says what it says on the tin and you still read it, that is on you, not us.

Saying an author is glorifying or promoting a topic and saying they need mental or professional help for writing/reblogging rape or abuse or sexual assault because of their or another authors writings is a stretch, people can and are into some messed up things that to some people can be triggering or disturbing and you can be 100% into something fictionally without wanting to explore it physically.

No one if forcing you to read something you do not like

Same with minors in fandoms, this is a common things and there is nothing you can do about it, yes they shouldn’t be viewing or reading certain things in the fandoms but they’ll still find a way no matter how hard to try and stop them.

Say rape, say kill, no one’s gonna to hate you, if you can’t handle dark topics in a fic, block the author it’s not hard, no one will hate you for doing that and harassing and swinging death threats to a creator because they made something you don’t like is a shitty thing to do, if you don’t want to read a certain trope or topic that’s fine, people have preferences, but trying to start a witch hunt and purity culture campaign over it is not ok. I think sometimes they do it because they want to start hate. Tumblr had a filtering system for blocking tags and yes people find a way to get around that, just block those tags too.

Fandoms are safe spaces for people who like a certain content, yes there are bad people in fandom and areas in a fandom that are filled with disgusting people, but it is a online safe space for people to enjoy the content they like. Fandoms are not for you to try and purify because you can’t be mature enough to block an author for posting content you don’t like.

[mrsackermanfeed]

ღ KoingXBlackReader ღ

ღ SimonsSister ღ

Koing was a fucking sweetheart , he opened doors for you brought you lunch when you where sick but he knew he never could have you , that was made clear on the first day , you where Simon’s sister and he didn’t want anyone using you as a slight fuck toy .

But he had too , he saw each stare , each touch when you patched his injured that made his pants tight , each smile you gave him and god you knew he wanted you back because he was protecting you more than your own brother he wouldn’t leave your side , so when he’d got the chance he took it .

He didn’t want too hurt you , so he kept his weight off you but boy the way he hovered over you and your plump ass as he fucked into your sweet cunt , and you cried his name .

What was he doing ? Fuck , Simon would kill him but he didn’t care , buried so deep in his little sis pussy like a fucking perv , so wet and tight , he only had enough sense too not let it be heard what the two of you where up too .

“Be quiet for me “ he tried too calm you down but he wasn’t calm himself burying in fat cock in this tight little thing , “ m’sorry it feels so good “ how was he supposed too know he would take your virginity , what the fuck Koing was all he could say .

Palms pressed alongside each side of your head he sighed looking down at the sweet show below him , the ripples of your ass bouncing off his abs as he fucked that pretty cunt along the way , “ do you need me too slow down pretty?” You were a mess under him , and he loved every scene .

“No daddy just go deeper “ you sighed almost whining and fuck this couldn’t get any filthier, he didn’t dare disobey your command , leaning up he fixed your cute arch and started fucking deeper .

“S’good “ she was the sweetest virgin it took a long ride for him too be able too fuck you this way and you where still tight around him , creaming like a fucking crazy person around him .

“Yeah? You g’nna cum for me ? “ he didn’t like using any woman for sex so fucking into your little pussy he knew what he was aiming for .

“Mhmm , I’m gonna cum for you “ you where quiet a little thing but you knew everything you wanted too say now , being so open with your voice , “ Go ahead — he leaned closer into the arch of your back kissing the back of your ear and gently rubbing your soft tits — cum on daddy’s cock “ he whispered in your ear so deeply she was making a mess then and there.

“That’s it , get it out pretty girl “ he relaxed into her and fuck just as he was about to pull out , she was whining , “ Can you cum inside , I want it inside “ she was something fucking else , he didn’t care about any risk he was loosing him self from you just asking and filling you too the brim , fucking into you too keep it all in there .

He didn’t care about the next morning when he saw Simon talking too you , Koing didn’t bother since you two where siblings so when Simon caught him later and with a sudden hug he squeezed Koing and he started his sentence with “I’ll fucking kill you if you hurt her , learn how too keep her quiet I would rather not hear that shit “ Koing was left with a smile and putting his head down .

He would be an idiot if he say he didn’t see the way you two looked at eachother .