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könig loves your thighs.

of course he is obsessed with every inch of you, but he particularly goes stupid about your thighs. bonus points if they are big.

it always starts innocently, with him resting his palm on the flesh of your leg, just keeping you warm and having some sort of physical contact when relaxing together on the couch.

gradually, his hand is replaced with his head, laying it on your lap and sighing softly when your hands run gently through his hair, soothing down on his scalp. in return, his other hand is wrapped around your thigh, his thumb mimicking your own fingers.

next thing you know, he is kneeling on the floor in front of the couch and your lower half is completely naked and your legs are on his shoulders.

his big palms are wrapped around your upper legs, gripping the fat of your thighs so hard you can feel the bruises forming, but his chapped lips provide a pleasant contrast when they plant mindless kisses on your inner flesh, occasionally biting and sucking on it, painting them all shades of red and purple.

he stares up at you with his grayish blue eyes like a lost puppy before his head is shoved in between your legs, lapping your wetness and feasting on your cunt like a man starved. he is starved for you, because he doesn’t stop even when you gush all over his mouth, he just plunges his tongue as deep as he can go, the tip of his crooked nose rubbing on your clit and shooting jolts of overstimulating pleasure all over your body.

how can he stop sucking on your puffy pussy lips and swollen clit when his spit mixes with your juices and the mess you made on his face? you taste so sweet, it shuts down his entire brain, the only coherent thought being how to make you more overstimulated. because only then you try to push his head away and his grip just hardens, pinning you in your place to purposely make you tighten your thighs around his head.

and you do. suffocating him when he has no choice but to close his eyes and hold on to the little air he can inhale every now and then, his head getting dizzy as he drinks you in, physically and metaphorically.

he can die a happy man like that, right in between your thighs with his face shoved against your sweet and sobbing cunt. he grunts and moans against you through it all, groaning loudly as he comes in his pants with no shame whatsoever.

don’t blame him, schatz, he just love you so much and your thighs are so soft, he can’t keep his hands or face off you :(

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asking könig to make you feel better during your period ;)

cw. subby könig if you squint. period stuff. fingering. könig is clueless and dumb. requested.

you’ve been really annoyed since the sun came up, every single thing getting on your nerves because of the period cramps that just wouldn’t go away.

and unfortunately, könig was a victim of your mood swings too.

the first time you snapped at him, he just stared at you with confused puppy eyes, not exactly understanding what he did wrong. but he didn’t give it much thought, and he wasn’t the kind to push it or make a big deal out of something, so he just forgot about it.

but with every passing hour, you grew more and more irritated, every smell and every noise making you want to go on a rampage.

when you told him to get up from the couch cuz he was taking up the space (there was plenty for you to lay down) and to shut up and overall talk less (he didn’t even say anything), he knew something was up.

he fucked up. but what did he even do, schatzi? :(

might not be the brightest in the room in regards emotional maturity, but he couldn’t for the life of him figure out how the fuck did he manage irritate you so much.

“i’m sorry- liebe, i-i don’t understand what i did but i’m sorry. but can we talk? i fucked up but i don’t kno-” he almost started stuttering when you interrupted him.

“könig, it’s fine. my period just started. you didn’t do anything,” you whined, needing to reassure him just so he can shut up and just do something.

you could see him visibly relax, sighing in relief as he realized he wasn’t the reason of your ruined mood, but he needed to do something, and internet was his best friend in situations like this.

he went through almost every webpage and miraculously managed to skip over the parts where they talk about pain-reliefing orgasms.

like a good and caring partner, he quickly got you your favorite snacks, sodas and even a hot tea, a warm blanket, a heatpad, and put on your favorite tv show.

it was nice, and you always appreciated everything he did for you, but those devilish cramps mixed with sexual frustration AND his cluelessness were just the final straw.

“is this okay, schatz? i can also get you a medication if you need and i hope this will make you feel better-”

“könig i want you to make me feel better,” you almost yell at him as he leans back a bit from where he was sitting next you on the edge of the couch, eyes a little wide in shock as he registered what you just asked him to do.

“oh- i didn’t know- is that allowed…? i mean i ca-”

“just get a towel,” you huffed and half-demanded.

with that he quickly shut up and practically ran to the bathroom to grab a towel big enough to be folded several times, and scooped you up and away towards the bedroom, because for the next hour at least, his only purpose was to satisfy you.

usually he would start off with slow, soft kisses and hickeys all over your body, worshipping your every inch, but knowing how pent up you already were, his fingers immediately started pulling off your underwear and getting to work.

his fore and middle fingers slowly slid in, careful not to hurt you too much, but when he saw you exhale and lay your head back in bliss, he curled his fingers inside, rubbing your inner walls as his thumb started drawing lazy circles on your bud, making you whine out loud.

from what he read earlier, your period not only made your pussy sensitive — hence the cramps — but it applied to your breasts too.

he pulled your shirt up, exposing your bare tits to him as his free hand started playing with your nipple, kneading the plush skin around. his mouth planted kisses along the other one before he started sucking on it, his toungue swirling around your sensitive nub, and up and down, sucking-playing-kneading again and again.

your moans alone were anough to turn his dick hard, his shorts becoming tight and uncomfortable, but it wasn’t about him, he had to take care of you first, and if you allowed or even begged him to use his aching cock too, only then he would comply.

but for now, he solely focused on how tight you were squeezing his fingers and how teary your eyes were from all the euphoria, your wet cheeks matching your saliva covered chest.

your choked moans mixed with sobs reached his ears as you gushed all over his fingers, your orgasm feeling more intense than usual.

with your attitude gone, you peppered his cheeks with kisses as he slowly removed his fingers while his other hand was massaging your hips and tummy.

he knew he was fucked up in the head when his first instinct — upon seeing your juices mixed with blood dripping down his digits — was to put them in his mouth and suck them clean, his dick twitching like a teenager.

but that’s a story for another time ;)

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konigs red flags? <3

könig’s red flags.

cw. gn!reader.

⚔︎ emotionally immature/lack of common sense/empathy

like. genuinely. you need to sit this man down and explain everything to him. and even that doesn’t guarantee that he will understand what you’re saying. being in the military, he is used to receiving commands with specific outcomes. you need to do this for that to happen. it makes sense to him only if it is logical. so when you tell him you would like him to do this or that because it would make you feel a certain way, he is staring at you like a lost sheep, because what do you even mean?

doesn’t know the difference between “will you be my girlfriend/boyfriend” vs “can i be your boyfriend.” doesn’t even know the second one exists because it is the same thing for him. 

i think when you two start getting closer, kiss each other, hang out often, and just overall get more physically touchy, he automatically assumes you are a couple and rolls with it. doesn’t even propose for you to be his partner because if you didn’t like him you wouldn’t do all that, right? right??

when his behavior leaves you with mixed signals, and you finally ask him if he even likes you, he is actually confused “what do you mean, schatz? we are together.” and when you tell him he didn’t ask you, he has the audacity to be flabbergasted with an “i had to ask??”

same thing happens when some people prefer their partner to ask them out on valentines day, and you happen to be one of them. actually has no clue why you are sad or mad with him. he had to ask? again?? if you are together, who else’s valentine would you be?? “i’m sorry, bitte. i didn’t know. why didn’t you tell me?” bright blue eyes, sheepishly staring back at you. it’s not like he is arrogant or doesn’t respect you. he is just a fuckin idiot.

⚔︎ clinginess

personal space doesn’t exist in his vocabulary, especially if you two live together. he wants to be around you 24/7 and do everything with you. you’re writing something in your journal? he scoots the chair to sit next to you and read. need to go to the bathroom? accompanies you on the way and STAYS THERE. even if you have to take a fuckin shit. nothing about you can gross him out. you are going out with your friends? okay, let him put on his cargo pants. wait, what do you mean he isn’t comi- 

⚔︎ communication issues/overly emotional and avoidant

the thing with könig is that he either doesn’t think or overthinks like there is no tomorrow. if you sit next to him on the couch and don’t cuddle him, he gaslights himself into believing you are avoiding him or don’t love him anymore. and instead of asking if you are mad at him or if he did something wrong for you to deny it and resolve the issue, he just bottles it in and distracts himself with something else — anything that will keep him busy and avoid you for the whole day before he can’t take it anymore, his need to cling to you getting ahead of him as he stumbles into the bedroom and holds onto you for his dear life.

when you two are having an argument, he might actually fucking bawl his eyes out and beg you not to leave him. of course, you weren’t going to. you are just explaining to him what he did wrong and what he can do to fix it. but he is already on his knees, gripping onto your hips so tightly with his face buried in your torso, bubbling apologies and pleas in german and how he would actually die if you leave him.

⚔︎ dry texter

especially tragic during the early stages of your relationship. you send him a selfie of you, looking as gorgeous as ever. his pupils dilating and getting replaced with literal hearts and his pants getting uncomfotably tighter. he is so lost for words that he doesn’t even know what to say because nothing can ever describe how much he loves you and how beautiful you are. so instead, he decides to do the next stupid thing — leaving you on seen or just reacting with a heart emoji.

safe to say he learns his lesson when he later sees your glossy eyes, trying his best to be more affectionate over texts, and you learn not to take his dry-ass reactions – or lack of them – too close to heart. 

he is stupid. please be patient with him.

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könig masterlist — ! is nsfw.

# i headcanon him with short brown/dirty blonde hair and hooked/aquiline nose!

— fics.

nothing yet!

— drabbles.

! könig loves your thighs.

! asking könig to make you feel better during your period.

— headcanons.

! könig is gross when in love.

könig’s red flags.

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navigation/tag guide

— all nsfw visuals are posted on @wancrane

#feinv—jw -> anything john wick related

#feinv—am -> arthur morgan.

#feinv—jm -> joel miller.

#feinv—jc -> john constantine.

#feinv—na -> neo anderson.

#feinv—k -> könig.

#feinv—sgr -> simon ghost riley.

#tuftoci -> yapping.

#💌! -> answered/chatting.

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könig is gross when in love

cw. period séx. sweat. drool. questionable use of tongue? overall nasty stuff look away.

this whole relationship thing is new for könig, but he had heard the stories of how love makes the grossest things appear sweet, yet, for some reason, he gets called weird by you quite often.

the first time he tried to eat you out and you gently pushed his head away from in between your thighs, explaining that you were menstruating, he just furrowed his brows in confusion like…okay? what does it matter, schatz? not buying into your excuses, as he started peeling your panties off. you had to spend the next fifteen minutes bargaining with him to at least let you take a shower first before he shoves his mouth into your cunt full of red liquid, slimy blood cloths, and god knows what else. he scoffed at you like you robbed him of treasure, but went along with it as long as you allowed him shove his tongue or dick into your warm walls. if you use a tampon, he might actually pull it out because he WANTS to get messy…

you avoid kissing because of morning breath? too bad. he is already shoving his tongue deep into your throat, moaning and grunting like he is devouring the sweetest meal known to mankind.

when you two work out together, more often than not, he finds his dick aching in his pants when he sees your skin glistening, pupils dilating as he is on you in a matter of seconds. honestly, good luck trying to push his giant body away. you are already trapped under him on the soft matt, his face nuzzling your neck as he inhales your natural body scent with a faint mix of your deodorant, groaning before he licks the sweat off of your neck. and your whole body, too. all the while humping his sweatpant-covered hard crotch against your thigh, feeling himself closing to an orgasm embarrassingly fast.

if he comes to bed late, finding you tucked in and already asleep with a little drool pooling at the corner of your mouth and leaving a tiny wet spot on your pillow, instead of wiping it away with a tissue, his first instinct is wiping the corner of your lips with his thumb then shoving it into his own mouth. i mean, he has been inside of you, and you two make out all the time, so what’s the difference? right, liebling? :(

not only has he been inside of you with his dick, but also with his tongue. your cunt, your ass, your mouth…your ears…nostrils…your belly button…sorry not sorry. literally plunges his tongue anywhere he can. even though he does the last three in spite of the moment, and it only lasts for a second — for which he earns a jab to his chest and a palm shoving his face away — he chuckles and continues with his bullshit, making you repulsed every now and then.

and when you tell him “you’re disgusting,” he is just like :< and lowkey offended because what do you mean???

how can he be disgusted if it’s you? there is nothing you can do that will ick this man out.

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