#könig call of duty

[konigsbitch]

Konig comes home feeling tired and lays on top of reader but actually fucks her

konigs heavy body rests on top of yours, his warm breath caressing the crook of your neck. you run your hand through his hair, going south and resting on his shoulder, softly stroking the muscles

you think he is tired again and comes to lay down so you could put him to sleep but your theory is quickly proved false when his large hand tugs your shorts down, followed by your underwear

"konig?" you ask, trying to push him off you so you could see better what he is doing. instead, he keeps you down, whispering sweet nothings in your ear

"shh liebling [darling], let me. i need this and you'll let me, okay?" he asks you, even though hes already unbuckling his belt, "i need it, and you're here to give it to me, ja?"

you nod slowly as you settle back down, feeling his large, calloused hands grip your thighs and spread them wider. he enters you in one thrust and lays back down on you, slowly moving

[machveil]

me after gnawing on König

[machveil]

thinking about how König is too big for his tiny apartment bathroom

König who has to awkwardly duck his head in the shower to rinse his hair, or he has to cup his hands to get water and pour it over his hair. he dislikes both options. sometimes he washes his hair in his kitchen sink if he doesn’t want to put up with the shower head dilemma. he uses 2-in-1 so he doesn’t have to continuously duck his head under the water. he also uses dry shampoo if he really isn’t feeling it

König who actually liked taking baths when he was a kid, but now he’s too big and muscly to fit in a tub. if there aren’t people around, or it’s a private one, König does enjoy a good sit in a hot tub. they’re usually bigger than his apartments little shower/tub combo, let’s him stretch his legs out a little more comfortably. it’s a rare occasion he actually gets to sit in one though, he’s not one to usually leave the house when he’s actually at home. he doesn’t vacation often, hot tubs are a treat for him

König who legitimately feels like a giant when he’s in his bathroom, why is that stupid room so small?

[motomamita]

santaclaus!könig × goth!reader

warnings: +18, smut, kinda weird?, outdoor sex!

könig needed money, that's why he accepted without hesitation when he was offered to dress as santa claus for a few hours at the mall.

he was wearing the typical red suit, black boots, a beard and a white wig that from afar showed how fake they were. thanks to his great physique and muscles, there was no need to put any type of padding on him, könig was big enough.

for your part, you decided this year to have a different christmas photo and visit the santa claus at the shopping center, without knowing that this year it was not an old man but könig. you dressed in your black dress, shoes, rings, and heavy makeup.

könig adjusted in his seat when he saw you in front of him, you were surprised at the remarkable young man under the costume. you sat on his muscular legs, acting innocent and smiling at the camera, while from behind König massaged your lower back and tried to hide his throbbing cock.

you waited for him in the parking lot until his shift ended very late that night. there was almost no one there, the place was dark except for some distant lights.

now an undisguised könig was fucking you in the back of his car.

with your dress pulled up to your waist and his pants around his ankles, König's cock was fucking you, desperate to cum.

"were you a good girl this year? didn't you get up to any mischief?"

your hands grabbed his muscular shoulders as he spoke very close to your lips. moans escaped your mouth, making it difficult to speak because of the pleasure.

"look at you, letting me fuck you in the parking lot. i think you were a very naughty, very naughty little girl..."

his fingers dug into the fat of your hips, pulling you closer to him and fucking you without caring about the sounds of his balls against your ass. you could feel his cock moving in and out of you, touching every sensitive part and making you cry with pleasure.

könig, seeing your tears and mascara running down your cheeks, caressed your face with one of his hands.

"don't cry, don't cry, i'm going to give you your gift."

he accelerates his thrusts, leaving you almost breathless until he ends up inside you with a grunt. as he came out, you could feel his cum dripping and running down your thighs.

"now, let me take you home. you might get another gift in the new year."

[latenightdaydreams]

Christmas Party w/ König

MDNI🔞

Master List✍🏽

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

🎅

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Hey there, Santa.”

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

Horangi looks at you sitting on his lap with astonishment. 

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

That giggle. 

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

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

“Ja…”

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

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

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

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

“Maybe I wanted Santa to punish me.”

“Punish you?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[machveil]

König should do this to me

mutuals please do this to me

[circusinthewalls]

NSFW König Ramblings - 18+ MDNI, AGELESS BLOGS DNI

[Masterlist]

Honestly, I think König loses it a little every time you suck him off. He always makes a point to try not to be vocal, remaining discreet a priority, but the second you begin to take him into your throat, it all goes out the window.

You get to watch those big thighs flex. Hear him keen and choke out grunts beneath the mask. For the minimal control he maintains over his noises, he lacks it almost entirely when it comes to trying to get more of you.

He'd give anything to bury himself a touch deeper. That's why his hips stutter, jutting in uneven, shallow thrusts that have you moaning around him.

God forbid you gag. He'll whine, back pressed so hard in his seat that it makes the old wood creak in protest. Oh! And of course-

You should know he's coming right then and there, too. <3

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[lilcawdy]

König who early in his career on a mission finds a cargo container full of Russian girls in a human trafficking ring. You were the only one who spoke German so you had to translate and keep the girls calm since they had to keep you all in the container until it was clear.

König who you wrote to months later to thank him and sent him a red wooden bead bracelet. He wears it everywhere and it reminds him of the good he does even if he couldn’t be a sniper like he dreamed of.

König who showed up to your boot camp graduation and while excited you were inspired to join, he’s terrified of something happening to you and just wants to keep you safe.

König who eventually gets you on his team and while maintaining professionalism, you two become best friends and are inseparable making it impossible for either of you to keep a relationship with anyone.

König who when a body was brought in with a crushed in face was in denial that it could be you since he had memorized every freckle and scar on your body even though you two weren’t together or intimate (…yet)

König who found out it was a setup and pulled a force together to get you back and find the traitor and when he found you in a room with two dead guards at your feet, dropped to his knees and waited for you to approach. And when you did he held you with his head against your heart and kept you upright vowing to never let anyone take you ever again

[m1cr0-bats]

The silly..

[machveil]

I love him (applies to both)

the best dad ever

[holnnetd]

Changed roles ladies!

If you checked my profile, you'd know that I'm a SUCKER for anything leporidae related. Yuppie yuppie, hares and rabbits.

And you can only imagine how happy I got seeing this post. Thank you for blessing me with that @m1cr0-bats

It became my own mission to fullfil my destiny.

HARE HYBRID!KÖNIG

Oh those huge soulless eyes staring at you in the middle of training. You wonder how a prey animal got into the army, really. But look at him. Sharp features, long ears, strong legs and a ridiculously cute stubby tail.

Hares are the most predatory of the leporidae. But still nowhere near a predator, really.

But with his height? Huge. Really. 6'6 man with the look of an European hare. The only taller counterpart would be the arctic hare, but it is not as adaptable as the all known Lupus europaeus.

Going into military with his height? Phew.

You can laugh about a hare in the military until you know the fear of standing face to face with those soul-less eyes staring deep into your soul, judging your past mistakes.

Although the overly scary man is... contradictory to any believes, really bad with depth perception. Although great with jumping far, he will most like every now and then jump into a hole. Silly.

"No, you cannot be a sniper." You'd argue, taking the sniper rifle out of his hands covered with a light peachy fuzz.

He stares at you deeply, staring into your eyes until a shiver runs down your spine from the eary look.

"I can." He absolutely can't. A sniper has to have to depth perception mastered. Pulling the trigger is to be done with great precision and unmistaken knowledge. Which is hard to attain if you don't know where the hell the enemy is standing.

"Okay, yeah. Fine." You argue, taking several steps back from the man, before standing five meters apart.

"Tell me how far I am away from you." You challenge the man. It's pretty obvious for any military staff to know it's about 5 meters. Really basic training.

"..." He started sweating, trying to figure how far it is. In his eyes you barely moved two steps. He glances in confusion on teh ground, trying to count the steps taken.

"Three."

"Three what?"

"Three meters?"

"..." A rookie would have known it's five. "You're never touching the sniper."

"Oh, komm schon! Tue mir das doch nicht an. I always wanted to be a sniper." He whines, following you as you shake your head, walking away.

He follows your out of the door, but hits his ears against the doorframe, quickly hissing before hitting his head against the side of the doorframe as he tried to look up.

Really silly.

[konigsbitch]

masterpiece.

Doctor!König, who impregnates women with his own sperm. 🩺🍼

TW/CW: NON-CONSENSUAL THEMES. MDNI 18+

He's always wanted a large and loving family he can call his own. An escape from the harsh and degrading insults thrown into his face by attractive women who shame and reject him for her perversity. He just wants to feel adored and cared for.

The only problem preventing him from settling down with the love of his life and starting a family is his unsightly appearance and awful attempts at "flirting" that are actually just him making women uncomfortable with his touchiness and his nonstop, freakish compliments. You can ignore his "kind" words, but he won't get the hint. Maybe, take him to the bedroom? He'll leave you alone once he gets rid of his raging boner. Maybe.

He wants you to remember his exact words, to stand out from the rest of the perverts catcalling you. He'll compliment something nobody else has, something you haven't noticed. He'll compliment your lifestyle, your apartment, your relationship with your family. Watching the colour run from your mortified face is always exciting for someone like König.

Being a gynecologist is an excuse for him to be touchy feely with his patients, an outlet for all that sexual frustration built up inside of him, growing uncontrollably each day with no one to help relieve him. While you're drugged out, he just won't be able to help himself, you'll feel his touch on your skin for days but won't be able to remember a thing. It's for the better.

When you mention to König at the fertility clinic about your desire to get pregnant despite being unable to, he'll make gross comments about letting him do it. Although, he's not kidding, evident by his flushed cheeks and the way he stumbles over his words when you don't take it as he anticipated you would. Your husband can't impregnate you? You know, in König's family, twins and triplets are common... Just saying!

You might see some uncanny and frightening resemblances between your babies and your doctor.

[machveil]

literally a Loser!König blurb, two paragraphs

CW: Fem!Reader, double whammy - Virgin!Loser!König, size difference, no condom, wrap it before you tap it, hand job, fingering (fem receiving), he’a a problem solver

Loser!König who’s so much bulkier than you, from his wide shoulders to his massive thighs. wet, glossy eyes staring down at you in awe as he takes you in. he didn’t really expect to get this far. he didn’t expect you to go on a date with him when he fumbled his words, didn’t expect you to actually date him after an awkward dinner, of course he didn’t expect to be running his rough hands down your plush skin. poor thing is shaking a little, in theory he knows what to do, but in practice it’s so much more nerve wracking. ruddy tip nudging your clit as he stares at your cunt. hopelessly smitten when you plead for him

Loser!König who startles when you wince, not even two inches in before you tense up. he’s never felt so desperate, you already feel so soft and warm, all slick and wet for him. another day. mourning the idea of not feeling you fully, but he’s always been quick to form new strategies. “König—“, two thick fingers pushing in past weepy tip, his other hand jerking himself off, “I know, I know, sorry, Schatz. Next time, I’m sorry.”, voice strained as he bucks his hips, fucking his tip into you while stretching you out with his fingers. you look pretty under him, writhing and moaning. next time, next time he’ll try harder to work himself into you, but right now? he’s more than okay whining, squeezing his cock as he empties himself into you, fucking his cum into you with his fingers

[circusinthewalls]

SFW König Ramblings - 18+ MDNI, AGELESS BLOGS DNI

[Masterlist]

Keep thinking about Eldritch Monster! König.

I don't mean like a scary man with tentacles. I mean you came upon him in an old cathedral, something entirely beyond your comprehension but near enough to reality that you can understand when the air itself warps to envelope your body in a gesture of comfort. He is the dark and the fractures in the stone walls, tainted black from decanters past.

No one has visited him in such a long time. You can't help yourself anyway. The architecture is grand, and the energy of this place fascinates you. How could you not return again and again?

Be it for some quiet, for shelter, for, really, any number of things. You are no disciple, and he would never seek to influence you. He himself is enthralled by your curiosity. It never wanes, and for the company, the gifts, the conversation - He is grateful.

Yes, he's.. taken quite a liking to you, actually. Dearest creature, oh how he hopes you'll visit him again.

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[machveil]

I’m not saying that sad, wet König would get me back… but I’m heavily implying his sad, wet eyes are adored and needed. I’m under the belief sad, wet König erases all wrongdoings once theres fat tears clinging to his long lashes

How they’re getting you back

Aka what they’re like as exes that just can’t get over you.

cw: unhealthy relationships, manipulative behavior

Gaz is the guy your parents just won’t stop bringing up. Why’d you break up with him? He’s so kind, and so handsome, and he’s got a steady job— so what if he was a little jealous? He keeps hanging out with your family even after you break up. Like pull up to thanksgiving and he’s there because your mom invited him! And he’s betting you’ll give into the pressure soon and just take him back. They want grandkids, babe, why keep them waiting?

Soap loved forcing himself into your personal space when you were together, and that hasn’t stopped. He knows all of your usual haunts, and he’s using that knowledge to stay close. Your favorite coffee shop, your favorite pub, where you like to stop on your lunch break. It’s just such a big coincidence that you keep running into each other! Great minds, right, bonnie? Oh, he forgot you asked him to stop calling you that. How can he help it? You’re still just as pretty as you were when you were together. And weren’t those good times, hen? Why’d they have to end?

Ghost is leaving you scary fucking voicemails. Telling you that you’re never really gonna be rid of him, so you may as well just take him back, yeah? And yeah, you can hear the slick sound of him jerking his cock in the background, what about it? You know you’ll never get it as good as he gave it to you, birdie. Just answer the door next time he comes knocking, and he’ll remind you of how good you were together. And if you won’t be mature about this, he has his ways of getting in.

Price is this looming presence that you can’t shake. Flowers at your door, unsigned, but you know. Bills paid before you get the chance to pay them yourself. He was the perfect man when you broke it off— you said no contact, he complied. You moved out, he helped you box it all up and drove you to your new place without any complaints. You catch more flies with honey than vinegar. The truth was, he was calm when you told him it was over because he knew he just needed to put in the work, and things would be better than they were before.

König is perhaps handling it the worst. Like, this man is buying love spells off of Etsy witches to bring you back together. The gifts he sends are extravagant and pathetic. It might be a little more sweet and sad if he wasn’t huge and capable of killing you with his bare hands. It gets to the point where your friends feel badly— maybe you should just give him another chance?

Nikolai is, more than anyone else, completely sabotaging your efforts at finding someone new. Threatening any potential dates, bribing some, making others disappear. All with a knowing smile as he sits at a table on the other side of the restaurant, enjoying the nasty look you send his way when you’re stood up again. He wouldn’t keep doing this if you’d just go after a man who deserved you. A man who wasn’t so pathetically easy to drive off. But there’s only one man so crazy about you that nothing would get in his way when it comes to seeing you again, isn’t there? This could be easy if you’d come back. But he’s happy to keep playing games for as long as you like, malýshka.

[m1cr0-bats]

OKAY HEAR ME OUT.

Hare hybrid König. Anyone? Anyone?