#könig sub

[latenightdaydreams]

Hiii! If you’re able to take the request and aren’t uncomfortable with the idea, maybe do a loser/nerd König getting pegged with maybe a bit of a mommy kink?

If ur uncomfy don’t worry!

If I had a 6'10 hunk of a man, I'd love to see him melt as he gets pegged😮‍💨

Nerd!König X Dom!Reader (fem)

MDNI🔞

Master List ✍🏽

>cw: fem/afab, pegging, use of "mommy"

1.5k word count

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König sits, focusing on painting his recent Dungeons & Dragons mini, not turning to greet you when you enter your shared apartment. You put your bag down and kick your shoes off as you watch how focused he looks while adding the minor details to his figure. While he’s busy, you walk to the bedroom and unpack everything you bought while out.

Half an hour passes before you walk back out to the living room. König is still sitting, doing the same thing. “Kö.” You call out to him, standing just behind him, so he has to turn to see you.

“Hm?”

“Can you take a quick break? You didn’t even say hi to me when I came home.”

“Ja tut mir leid.” König puts his things down and turns in his chair to greet you.

As he turns, he stops, his mouth hanging open as his eyes travel down your body. Fully naked with a bright pink dildo held by a black leather strap around you. Once he’s able to tear his eyes away from your breasts, he addresses your cock.

“Was ist das?�� His finger points down at the blindingly pink toy.

“It’s a strap on.”

“Okay, ja, but why?”

“Don’t you remember you said you’d be into trying to get pegged?”

“Ja, but I didn’t know you’d go buy…everything.”

“I have plugs too, so we can warm you up.”

“Mein Gott.” König leans back in his seat, just looking at your breasts before looking back up to your eyes. “Right now? Really?”

“Yes. Right now.” You hit your dildo to make it bounce as you chuckle.

 “I don’t know…” His eyes linger on the toy, feeling a weight of nervousness in his stomach.

You walk up to him slowly and grab a handful of his pale blonde hair, pulling his head back, forcing him to gaze into your eyes. “Are you being a bad boy?” Your other hand moves to his jaw and squeezes lightly.

“N-no.” König swallows hard and gazes into your eyes, enjoying the way you manhandle him.

“Then get into the bedroom and undress for me.” As you hold his face, you take the time to gaze into his eyes before letting go of him.

König quickly stands and gets undressed as he walks along. As he strips down to his boxers, he sees the plugs on the bed. There are three different sizes of the silver bulbs, of course they have a pink gem on the base.

“Did you have to get everything pink?”

“They didn’t have red; it was the closest color.”

You walk up behind him and wrap your arms around his waist, running your hands over his abdomen, caressing his pale skin. Inch by inch, you drop your hands to the waistband of his boxers, pushing them down and off his body. Goosebumps cover his skin as he looks down, watching your hand slowly grasp his erect cock. You move in a teasing manner, causing a small whimper to flee from König’s lips.

“That feel good, baby?” You whisper.

“Yes…” König continues to watch his fat cock in your hand, your fingers not even wrapping all the way around his girth as you stroke him.

“Be good and bend over the bed for me.”

“Jumping in already?” König turns his head to look at you.

“Yes. Don’t worry. I’ll take care of you.” You move your hand from him, gently guiding him to the edge of the bed.

König bends over the bed, feeling the most vulnerable he’s felt in a very long time. He watches as you grab the medium sized butt plug from the line up as he takes a deep breath in. You grab the lube, making sure to not to hurt him. Your hand caresses his muscular ass as you slowly begin to slip it in. His hands grab the bed sheets as he winces.

“You’re doing so well.” You lean over, kissing his back gently. “Lay on the bed.”

König stands upright, for the first time ever with something in his ass. It feels weird, but it isn’t completely terrible. He crawls on to the bed and lays his head down on your pillows. He loves to be surrounded by your scent whenever you fuck.

You straddle his hips, grinding your wet cunt over his erection. König responds by letting out a shaky breath, reaching out to hold your hips and move you in a faster motion. His eyes glued to your breasts as he watches them sway.

“Please let me fuck you.” König begs.

“I’m the only one fucking anyone tonight.” You say teasingly.

“Just a few thrusts, please.” One hand slips up your abdomen to your breasts. His fingers pinch your nipple, tugging slightly.

“No, because I’m in control. If I let you in, you’ll take over.”

König laughs and drops his head back as you continue to grind on him. “Mein Gott, you’re so wet.”

“Are you ready for my cock baby?” You tap your dildo on his stomach, smirking up at him.

“More ready than I’ll ever be.” König looks up at you with a smirk. Before you move into position, you lean in to kiss his lips. His hands grab your jaw and hold you to him as he kisses you.

König relaxes his body and lays with his legs spread while you move down. “Hold your legs up.” You ask in a tender voice to keep things relaxed for him. Once his legs are raised, you slowly begin to pull out the butt plug. König doesn’t react, but he’s relieved to have it out of him.

You lean over to grab the bottle of lube and cover the pink dildo in it, also pouring some on his semi gaped asshole. With one hand you reach out and begin to stroke his cock, trying to help him feel more turned on. You slowly rub your dildo around his ass, looking up at him to see his reaction.

“Are you ready?”

König doesn’t say anything, just nods as he tries to keep mind over matter. With that, you push forward the tip stretching his ass. He lets out a small whimper, grasping the bed sheets tightly. You continue to stroke him as you push in more.

“You’re doing so good, baby boy.” Your hips thrust slowly forward in and out.

His chest rises and falls at a steady rate as he relaxes his body as much as he can, his eyes closed. It surprises him how much pleasure this is actually bringing him. Hearing you call him a baby boy while you dominate him is turning a switch in his mind.

You adjust your body so that you’re able to move at a quicker pace. König’s mouth opens letting a moan slip. “M- Mommy please.” He whimpers.

Your eyes shoot up to his face as a smile crawls across your lips. He just called you mommy? And begged? You remove your hand from his cock and move them to his massive thighs, holding them back more.

“I’ll give you more.” You say seductively as you begin to fuck him harder. Your fingers dig into the flesh of his thighs as you become overwhelmed with a feeling of power.

König looks down at you with his eyebrows pinched together. He moves his hand to his cock and begins to jerk himself off. The visual of you fucking him is too much for him to handle. He can feel the curve of the dildo caressing his prostate and it feels different but great. As he jerks off, his eyes focus on your breasts, just imagining them in his mouth as he suckles.

“Look at you, a mess for Mommy. You’re taking me so well.” You gaze down at your cock stretching his ass as you thrust forward. From this angle König looks so small and submissive. His moans are so needy and pathetic.

König can feel his testicles tighten as he feels himself getting closer to an orgasm. You notice the hazy look in his eyes that he usually gets when you deep throat his cock. “You close baby?”

“Ja, I am.”

“I want to cum in you.” He whimpers as he takes your hips rolling into him in a steady motion.

“You’re going to cum on your abdomen. You’re a good boy. Right?”

“Ja, I’m a good boy.” His voice strains as his muscles flex from jerking off quicker.

You watch as the 6’10 giant underneath you begin to melt. Ecstasy consumes him as a relaxed look of satisfaction crosses his face. Watching him as his eyes flutter back as his abs tense. White streams of cum shoot across his abdomen and chest, coving himself as the feeling of the dildo pushes him over the edge.

“You look so hot.” You whisper as you slowly pull back, the dildo leaving his ass with a popping sound.

König breathes heavily as he gazes up at you, unsure what to say. He’s just so infatuated with you at the moment. He’s used to being the dominant one and in charge. This was a welcomed change.

“How was that?” You ask, looking over the mess on his body.

“I- you fuck good.” He chuckles bashfully.

“Would you be open to doing this again?”

“I—” König looks as you lower yourself and start to lick from his balls to the head of his cock. A shaky breath disrupts his sentence. “Ja, anything for you.”

[luxcuriousao3]

Not me imagining the porniest scenario where you're stuck in an elevator alone with König and oh no you've only given birth a couple weeks ago and you're producing sooooo much milk it leaks through your nursing bra, how embarrassing. And oh no your breasts are so swollen and tender and aching, if only you had your baby with you or your breast pump, but no luck. Guess you just have to suffer.

Meanwhile König can't take his eyes off the wet patches on your shirt, and is hard as steel, trying not to cream his pants and/or offer to help you out, please Mama, please?

[sleep-0-deprived]

Threesome with male reader being spitroasted

Just some Halloween spit roasting thoughts with ghost and König~! ૮꒰⸝⸝> ̫ <⸝⸝꒱ა

WC:. 1.1k

This is just a short little rant and I couldn’t think of any better characters than these giants! @lazyenthusiastbear-blog <33

Thinking bout a small Halloween party at the base, just a few task force members nothing big but soon you find yourself sitting between The ghost and König whilst wearing some slutty vampire costume oh grabbed last minute from the nearest Halloween store, your chest practically exposed with you having in a pair of cheap fangs looking back between the two men seeing them both rock hard in their cargo pants letting you know just what they wanted.

You don’t even have time to get those plastic fangs out of your mouth before you have ghost in front of you jumping his crotch to your jaw while König works you from the back by slipping down your costume pants leaving your ass exposed to the both of them, König just anxiously grabbing your ass cheeks and pinching them extra tight before giving little smacks, not using hardly any force out of fear of not wanting to hurt you.

Ghost just pulling out his cock slapping you against your cheek almost egging you on while muttering words like “come on take what I give you [name]” while pushing his fat tip to your lip and making you make out with it before he pushes it inside your mouth, ghost will have you in the men’s dorms making you beg to suck him off while König rubs you soothingly from behind before prepping you up enough to get himself buried inside your rim, König being the gentle giant he is whispers out in a whiny tone “can I please enter you?~”

König fucking you like a bear laying on your back squishing you to the crappy bunk beneath making you gag and choke on Simon the whole time, swallowing down the salty pre come that Simon gave you while your stomach bulges and bloats from the little bulge König gives you making you feel like you’re being torn apart and impaled, rolling your eyes back with your fangs grazing ghosts cock. Making a slick mess of your face ruining your makeup and getting fake blood from your lips all over Simon’s cock but he couldn’t care less.

König holding your hips pulling you backwards instead of thrusting into you he lazily pulls you back and forth onto his cock with the occasional rock of his hips moaning on and on to ghost “es geht ihm so gut” in his native tongue, spitting words incoherently all drunk off the way your rim puckers around him and milks out load after load leaving come oozing down your thighs onto the army green sheets trying to shut you up so none of the other task force members walk in, specially not price.

Ghost holding your chin up looking down through his skull mask watching the copious amounts of spit coming from your ruined mouth, watching how you scrunch your nose up nice and tight when his seed shoots across your face sticking to your lashes while you hold your mouth open getting a generous amount on your tongue and fangs, not even bothering complaining about the lieutenant ruining your makeup, how could you when you’re too focused on König railing and plowing you from behind while one large hand holds your balls and palms them the whole time rearranging your guts.

König swapping places with ghost having you on your back with your throat bulging from the outline of the German man’s cock, your cheeks full like a chipmunk while ghost pulverizes your already gaping hole, König being gentle with your face barely rocking his hips back and forth while ghost lets out silent grunts like a animal in heat. Both their masks still on using you like their own boy-toy while ghost looks down whispering hazy degrading comments “one cock ain’t enough for you is it? What a Greedy little fucking boy we have here don’t we König”

ghost holding your hips half off the bunk angle ohh your hips upwards while he fucks you making sure every spot inside your ass gets assaulted by his cock, making you listen to how you squelch from the other man’s come, making sure you feel every little groove and ridge in his dick when he pulls out slowly and slams back inside you holding you on your back with your knees to your chest in a mating press nearly in salty tears when König finishes in your mouth making you gulp down the hot liquid while looking upwards at König, watching his eyes while he groans and ruffles your hair saying “that’s it, my Babyjunge is doing so good”

Their stamina seemingly endless when they rotate over and over at one point having both cocks nudging your mouth and tearing the corners of your mouth to fit their tips while you lay in your back dazed out weakly using one hand on each of their cocks jerking at their bases til Ghost comes first shooting all over your muscular chest getting on the V neck snapped opening of your vampire costume while König contributes to the sticky mess on your face only coating and caking the cum up more Turing you into a come dump for them.

By the end of the night you end up on your back with the whole bunk bed frame creaking about to crack and bend under the weight of the muscular men, your hole stuffed and gaping wide being double penetrated with your fangs covered in semen and spit laying on the bed next to you with König holding one thigh to the bed and Simon holding the other leaving your cock untouched while they fuck you. Using König’s past loads as lube for ghost to slide inside you and keep going making you a blubbering mess unable to form coherent sentences, just the occasional “m-ore~”

your whole body on fire and spasming and trembling coated in more loads than you’ve released, your cock soft and red like a fire hydrant with your balls having no more come to give, every orgasm pulled from you by now I’d dry and painful leaving you a shaking mess gripping the handles of the bed post, once finished with you they have you sandwiched between the two of them during the night after sneaking your wrecked body back into Simon’s private quarters, oh the wreck you’ll be in the next morning will be a site for them to enjoy.

When you do finally wake up you feel a burn between your cheeks and a sore throat, your mouth hurting from being torn leaving your lips cracked and your thighs dried stuck together from all the crusted come, and on top of all that you feel König’s cock hard again pressing to your thigh with ghost having morning wood behind you leaving you already knowing they were going again with you before you even made it to training.

[uhohdad]

(18+)

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loser!könig finally breaks, he can’t handle it anymore. He needs you, he needs touch, he needs someone to help him relieve the ache in his frustrated, swollen cock.

loser!könig is on his knees, clinging to your leg with his cheek smushed to your thigh, mumbling unintelligible pleas into your skin.

loser!könig lets out a sob when your delicate hand slides into his hair, trailing your fingers over his scalp. Using that gentle, sweet voice to ask him what’s going on, what’s wrong, what happened.

loser!könig who looks up at you with glassy eyes and a trembling bottom lip, his desperate hold on you tightening when he catches your turned brows and features stitched in worry.

loser!könig whines and mutters nonsense as he presses his face back into your warm, cozy thigh, planting sloppy kisses to the sensitive skin. The stubble on his jaw sands against you while he paints you in his slobber and broken pleads.

loser!könig can’t control himself anymore, he needs release, grinding his painful erection against your shoe, his strong arms holding you steady even though you’re frozen in place. Your fingers are still laced with locks of his hair, but your soft scratches have ceased while he ruts his hips into you.

loser!könig lasts only seconds, needy whimpers and pathetic moans silenced when his muscles twitch around you, staining the inside of his underwear with his generous, pent-up finish.

loser!könig and you are both still and silent, the only sound that cuts through the heavy air is his exhausted, heaved breaths.

loser!könig lets out a sniveling whine, his eyes pinching shut, hiding his burning face in your thigh when you resume your gentle, soothing scratches through his hair.

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loser!könig <3

[2kiran]

18+ AFAB KÖNIG X TOP READER

teasing könig to the point he’s so unbearably wet.

middle finger working him through his underwear. his large hands gripped the material of his cargo pants, trying to prevent himself from squirming. könig hated heavy traffic, hated how long you’d edge him for.

he whines when you push his boxers to the side, your fleeting touch sending a shiver to run down his spine. with two fingers, you spread him open to expose his quivering hole. he wanted you inside of him so badly, have you fuck him until his brain is mush and his legs proved to be worthless.

your eyes were fixated on the stoplight and slow cars that seemed to prolong the span of his torture. könig bit his bottom lip, fighting against the urge to grab your wrist and make you cup his groin. he wanted to grind against your warm palm than to have you embarrass him by slightly dipping your fingertip into his sopping heat, giving him hope, only to immediately pull away.

unfortunately, he had to be patient. it was only a matter of time until you both arrived home, until he could have your thick cock filling his insides, until he was so horny he’d rip off the condom and cry out at the feeling of your cum painting his pretty hole white.

[tacticalprincess]

thinkin about the only time könig is dominant being when your pussy feels so good he can’t control himself, primal instincts taking over. all he wants to do is claim and fuck and breed you, maneuvering you into prone bone or mating press, using his strength and size advantage over you to pin you down so you have no choice but to take it… then when he’s tired the both of you out, he goes back to being your sweet, precious boy, apologizing profusely…

[konosohn]

MDNI. top amab reader x bottom könig [manhandling, unprotected sex, mating press, creampie, german]

I want him to snap my neck between his thighs. Thanks.

You can hear your security deposit saying it’s final farewell with the crack your front door makes as the wood of the jamb splinters. Though, as König presses himself into you, your (likely) damaged doorframe is the last thing on your mind. Your duffle slips from your grasp and your hands fly to his hips to stabilize him against you.

“He—” His mouth finds yours before you can even greet him. Time is a valuable resource when you spend most of it apart on deployment, and you waste none of it, eagerly kissing him back.

It’s desperate and sloppy, your tongues tracing over each other’s lips and teeth clacking together. You can taste the sweat on his upper lip and the bitter remnants of his eyeblack tracing down his face. Your hand blindly reaches for the lock and the second you hear the deadbolt click your fingers are slipping behind him and under the band of his pants.

One of your hands grabs at his ass, dragging him forward to grind your hardening cocks together. The other trails down between his cheeks, drawing a line down to his hole that has his spine tingling. Before long, you’re knuckles deep in him, spreading him open on your fingers. He moans into your mouth, hands clutching the fabric of your shirt as you skillfully zone in on his prostate.

You keep your bodies pressed together as you haphazardly make your way to the bedroom. Every step is utilized; curling your fingers inside him, pulling his pants down just a little further, pushing your aching hard-on into his hip. Eventually the heels of König’s boots hit the foot of your bed. The sheets are forfeit and you readily ignore the reality of the number of liquids and black boot prints that will find their way onto the pristine fabric.

Squatting down, you hook your hands under his thighs, effortlessly lifting his hefty frame up and over onto his back. He sinks into the mattress with a soft grunt. From this angle he looks so pliable, shirt riding up and legs up in the air, his dick lying heavy and useless against his stomach. You love seeing him like this. He towers above everybody he meets, including you, but he’s absolute putty in your hands.

Your eyes catch sight of his own mostly unpacked bag sitting in the corner of your room, clothes streaming out in the direction of the door presumably from when he heard you arrive. A small smile creeps up on your face.

You plant one knee on the bed, looming over him. Your hands slot themselves in the pits of his knees, pressing them up towards his shoulders, and you lean down to coo at him. “Were you waiting for me?”

He nods breathlessly in response, nose brushing against yours. You feel his hand slip between you to cup the erection currently fighting to get out of your pants. His fingers quickly find their way to your belt, hooking under the leather strap and undoing your buckle in record time. It’s not shocking when he nearly rips the button of your pants from its threads to get your zipper down.

His hand grabs at the band of your boxers and yanks them down enough for your cock to spring out. A breathy “scheiße” passes König’s lips as your dick slaps against the cleft of his ass. You can feel his hole twitch against the underside. It’s hot and soft, and every quiver has your cock leaking.

Your teeth catch your lip when you feel his fingers wrap around your length and give a gentle tug. It takes no convincing, you follow his touch eagerly as he guides you. You fall forward, planting your hands on either side of his shoulders. The action closes the distance, pressing your tip up against his rim.

Both of you are breathing way too hard before you’re even started, but the threat of relief after months of not being able to fuck raw until both your bodies are slick with sweat and littered head to toe with love bites has both of you by the throat.

You groan into his neck as you finally start to breach his entrance. König’s legs envelop your waist, strong thighs squeezing your sides as you sink deeper into him. His insides are tight and wet, pulsing around you with every inch. You feel the vibrations of his moans against your lips as you finally bottom out. His voice is low and sweet in your ears.

You adjust your position above him, straightening up to stand over him. One of your hands run from his ass and up his thigh to hook under the back of one of his knees again. “You feel so good, baby.” Your knee digs further into the mattress, your body weight driving your cock to the deepest parts of him until your balls are squished snugly against his crack.

“Fuck,” The air feels like it’s punched out of his lungs. His hands reach to grip at the backs of your thighs, drawing you impossibly closer.

Your fingers dig into the meat of his legs as you pull back out, leaving just the head of your cock inside him. The squelch is nothing short of obscene as you sink back in. Your arms are trembling from the feeling of his tight heat wrapped around you, squeezing you with every inch you slip in. You try to maintain the gentle pace, but as you catch sight of his face, flushed skin streaked with melting eyeblack, hair stuck to his forehead, and glazed over steel blue eyes, you lose your resolve.

The cry he lets out when you slam your entire length back in sends a wave of heat up your neck. His head is thrown back into the mattress, nails scratching at your thighs as you repeat the motion over and over, fucking into him like it’s the last time you’d ever get to. He moans uncontrollably in that raspy indelicate voice, his legs straining to spread further against the pants gathered at his knees.

Your pace is relentless as you pull back against the tight resistance of his hole only to thrust right back in. You groan in the back of your throat as he arches his back off the bed, putting his shoulders into the bed and pressing back against you. All that height and all that muscle and yet he’s still so good at getting fucked. You can’t wait to fill him up.

One of your hands slips down to run your thumb along his bottom lip, “You’re so pretty like this.”

He whines at your words, feeling the tip of your thumb slide across his bottom row of teeth. The skin of König’s ass is blotched with red from your hips. You hardly even notice the sting anymore, too preoccupied with burying your cock inside him over and over.

“Schatz— I can’t, ‘m gonna cum!” His words flood your senses, insides wringing your cock as one of his hands flys to wrap around his own dripping hard on.

You watch his fist franticly work his cock, his hips rolling back against you until he snaps. Thick ropes spurt from his slit, splattering across his heaving abdomen. Heat surges down your stomach to the tip of your dick as his hole constricts around you. All of your body weight goes towards getting as deep as possible inside him, rocking your hips against his until the warmth in your belly finally comes to a peak. Deep resonating moans spill from your lips as your cock throbs inside him, filling him up with weeks worth of yearning.

Your legs finally give out on you, and you topple over onto him. Your hips work gently against his, riding out your high for as long as it will let you. His arms drape across your back as you both bathe in the aftershocks. Your softening cock pops out of him, and your temporarily sated lust preens at the feeling of your cum seeping out of his entrance. You lift your head to look at him, and he meets your eyes with a look that’s equal parts adoring and exhausted. You press a small kiss to his stubbled chin, eyes taking on the gaze that he knows he can’t say no to. It comes as no surprise to him when you ask,

“One more time in the shower?”

[thehandsresisthim]

ugh just needed to write this down i swear i’m ovulating i’ve been in a mood lately

mmh mmh something something making a guy orally pleasure you - really fucking his face, him drooling all over himself and he’s getting pathetically, humping-against-the-nearest-object-horny - until you’re satisfied, after a nice toe-curling orgasm

and then yawning, staggering off towards the bathroom: “i’m gonna take a shower love”, whilst he blinks, hesitantly asking “but what about me?”

and you return, raising an eyebrow “what do you mean, you had the honor of pleasuring me, what else could you need?”

and perhaps, if you’re feeling merciful, offering him a very cold shower after you yourself are done showering, because only your pleasure matters, not his

[addictao3]

SHORT THING!!

(Cause I love yall. I’m still super busy but I’m slowly writing muhahahah)

“Fuck- ple’se baby.” The man moaned out. Who would’ve thought the tallest of your soldiers would whine like a bitch in heat. You sit on Konigs large pierced cock, moving your hips in slow circles. “Uh uh uh.” He whimpers. His hands clenching the sheets, wanting to grab you and fuck you roughly.

But you told him to stay still. And he wants to cum tonight.

You kiss him softly. “Baby? Be a good boy and you’ll get a good treat~.” You tease, slowly rising off of his body. You drop down and he moans loudly. You roll your eyes and sigh.

“I’m tired.” You say amused. Konig nods and whimpers when you use that phrase. ‘I’m tired’ usually means I don’t want to do any work. Fuck me’.

Konigs pushes his hips up. Fucking into you roughly. His eyes attached to your neck until you tilt your head. His teeth quickly find their home in his neck, biting enough to make it hurt. Make an indent.

(This comes to yall from my horny brain. Sigh I miss my man. Ik he’ll see this. Come home I wanna kiss and cuddle you. Clothes ON!!)

[vrtvyg]

Guess who's back!

König x popular reader.

Half asked drabble, minimum NSFW. Male reader.

Being bullied when he was young, König usually can pick out the type he wants to stay away from. Could he fold a man in half with one arm? of course, but sometimes that old old fear gets to him and he'd rather just back away.

He hates the loud, popular and obnoxious type, who picks on their friends, shouting for the whole bar to hear, being overly flirty with the bar tender while a equally bitchy gal is under their arm.. Reminds him of the boys who'd bang on the stall door when he his in the school bathrooms...

Thats why he stays in the corner of the bar, glaring at Reader, who fits the exact description of the people he hates. A tall, built, and very cocky man cursing and laughing.

Blah blah blah, Reader walks over to König and flirts with him, Kö thinks it's some cruel joke, until he ends in Reader's bed, getting fucked like never before.

I just need angry and insecure König.

[luxcuriousao3]

warnings: drunk sex and therefore dubcon (barely lol), unprotected sex, implied pregnancy, light mommy kink

I’m tipsy and I’m just thinking about König using your drunken pussy. He’s hesitant at first (even though he always wants his cock in you) because you two have never fucked drunk before—or sober, even—and with his size, your tolerance is a lot lower than his, whatever your weight. So you are noticeably drunker than him. Not to the point you won’t remember this in the morning, but drunk enough that he’s not sure you really want this. But God, you beg him like a desperate fucking whore, stripping your clothes off and whining, literal tears appearing in your eyes as you rub your wet, needy cunt for him. He’s been holding onto his restraint by a thread since your tits brushed against his arm three hours again, the man simply can’t resist any longer, and can you blame him?

Anyway, he rails the shit out of you and cries out “Mommy!” when he comes deep in your pussy. Fortunately for him, he had your face shoved into the mattress and you didn't hear it. Unfortunately for you, his swimmers are strong and his words are a prediction for the near future as much as they are a kink of his.

He’s certainly not complaining.

[uhohdad]

(18+)

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König being so touch-starved and lonely he gets hard anytime you even mundanely touch him.

A playful nudge on his shoulder when he tells a bad joke, a leg pressed to his when you sit next to him, a lull of your head on his bicep after a particularly exhausting day.

He feels like such a creep, cheeks flushed under his hood as he tries to discreetly hide the aching cock straining against the give in his pants.

When you hug him for the first time, giving a squeeze around his strong core, burying your cheek into the space just under his chest, clothed breasts pressed flush against him - he can’t help but twitch into the embrace as he paints the inside of his underwear with his finish. :(

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loser!König

[2kiran]

absolutely obsessed with the way you write sub!könig 😣 i was hoping to request sub!könig x dom!male!reader where the reader has a breeding kink and a big dick <3 + praise maybeee..? up to you !! thank you if you end up writing this <33

COLONEL KÖNIG 香菸 ── `` top m reader w, a big dick. breeding + praise kink. italicized words are in german.

“fuck, aahhng, s–sweetheart!” könig gasps, muscles spasming and visibly sensitive to the sensation of your thick cock. his legs subconsciously wrap themselves around your waist, holding you in place. one of his hands is planted over his eyes, attempting to hide himself in a futile distraction from the painful pleasure.

he’s finally managed to take in half, entrance struggling to accommodate the width even now; your release from earlier leaking down to your shaft. “you’re so beautiful like this, takin’ all of me.”

he sniffles, the other hand clawing into the material of the couch. “i can’t t-take it anymore. too big—” a sheen of sweat was built atop his skin. “yes, you can. doin’ so good, there you are, c’mon,” when you deliver a particularly harsh thrust with a soft grunt, your words are properly punctuated enough to numb his brain.

“nngh– yes, y-yes, feels so...” könig trails off into a whimper, greedily rocking back. he was squeezing you so well, hole an aphrodisiac strong enough to make you an addict. könig abruptly forces himself down to take in more of you, your dick responding with a twitch and teeth gritting with a grunt.

“so, so big, my love, i’m gonna break—” könig’s voice shifts into a half-mutter, half-broken cry. “taught you well, pretty,” you praise, slamming your hips upwards when you feel him ease. his own dick is a mess, trails of cum from prior unexpected orgasms beginning to adorn his skin. it takes every ounce of willpower not to continue fucking him until it somehow takes.

his back arches, combined lube and spend dripping down the length of your cock from his entrance. he swears he can feel you in his throat, not an inch of his insides untouched by you. “pretty little thing’s sucking me in.. gonna let me cum in you again? shit, he’s practically beggin’ me for it,” könig whines in humiliation from the way you refer to his stretched hole like that, but he dumbly nods his head and you’re certain he isn’t far off either.

“yes, yes, thank you, i need it.” the tip abused his prostrate with every push, sparks of blinding pleasure traveling up his spine. könig’s body jolting as he finished again, thick ropes spurting out only to land on your stomach.

the sudden clenching of his warm hole drags out your own climax, filling him to the brink as his thighs twitch. it leaks out and you pull out — just to slam inside again. you have to press your hand on his chest to keep him down, receiving a sweet, sweet cry out of the man below you. he lets you, simply taking it as you gently roll your hips into him.

one thing about the cocky colonel? he knew how to be a good boy.

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[tacticalprincess]

könig being dommed by fem reader, getting teased endlessly until he cant hold it back anymore and her ruining his orgasm, pulling away and letting him cry and humping nothing as he comes, and then her slapping his dick after + overstim, mocking him for cumming ^-^ i wanna bully this man so bad but then aftercare him so good that he comes crawling back begging for more 😇♥️ i luv how u write tysm feel free 2 ignore if u don't vibe

he’d be so stubborn about it at first. you’re not even half his size on a good day, one of his thighs weigh more than your entire body, what makes you think you’re in control of any part of him, let alone his cock? he’d get so frustrated when his attempts at barking out orders at you are fruitless, how you take your hands away every time he tries to fuck up into your soft palms, giggling at the way tears well in the pools of his eyes as he groans angrily.

it doesn’t take much for him to relinquish any semblance of power he had to you, putting his pleasure in your delicate hands once he sees how quickly you bring him to the edge of bliss. you taunt him for it in a sugar-sweet voice, alternating between rough, fast strokes, featherlight touches and nothing at all. just playing with him like he’s a big toy. heavy fog clouds his brain until all he can think about is how badly he needs to cum, throaty please’s and need it’s flooding from his mouth uncontrollably. working him up to the brink of climax just to leave him there at the last second to fall all by himself. he’d be so disappointed :( you give him no time to recover before you’re thumbing the sensitive slit at his weeping tip, squeezing his tight, spent balls, watching how his stomach caves in as he pleads brokenly for you to stop.

all sweaty and overwhelmed, he’s not expecting how lovingly you cradle him to your chest after taking him apart, comforting him while he lets himself cry into your neck. he’s convinced you’re the devil in pretty wrapping paper by the end of it, and he’s ashamed at how much he enjoyed it.

[thevirginslvt]

dw guys he just tripped

[rodolfoparras]

Thinking about König and the kinks he likes to indulge in

Pairing: König x Top Male Reader

Content tags: 18+, MINORS DNI, size kink, degradation, riding, blow jobs,

A/N: Another quick Drabble pls excuse any mistakes and I hope you enjoy!

Thinking about König having a size kink, likes to watch himself in the mirror while you fuck him, likes to see how completely engulfed he is in your embrace while you’re thrusting your cock into his hole.

Thinking about König with a size kink having an obscenely large dildo collection just to better prepare himself for your cock, using them while on the field and sometimes when on leave but even with all that prep he can never escape the pleasant burn that comes with taking your length. He especially loves using his dildos while on leave because you’re there to help him, sticking them to the floor, grabbing ahold of his shirt to help him up the toy only to roughly push him back onto them.

Thinking about König with a size kink who loves when you point out how small and cute his cock is, purposely wearing your clothes that are way too big on him, that drown him completely, with the tip of his dick just barely peaking past the clothing, having you point out his little size while he’s riding your cock even going as far as lightly flicking it and having him turn so red and fucking embarrassed but quickly cumming from sheer humiliation.

Thinking about König with a size kink who loves it when you tease him, loves it when you painstakingly slowly slide your cock into his hole, because it takes so long for you to bottom out, makes him feel so delirious, so full, while slowly being skewed onto your cock

Thinking about König having a size kink, and forcing him down on all four, having him take your cock down his throat, not allowing him to use his hands even though he can’t even get half of it down his throat, and he’s spluttering and chocking, fat tears rolling down his cheeks and lips stretched taut around your fat cock, while doing his best to make you cum with his mouth.

Thinking about König with a size kink who also likes little prep as possible wants to feel the burn as you bottom out, wants to feel like you’re stretching out his little hole, and leaving it gaping open.

Thinking about König with a size kink who loves when you take him on the floor, loves to be pinned onto his stomach, engulfed in your form, makes him feel so small and he absolutely loves being forced into such humiliating position.