#könig x femreader

[m3l0diisbl00d]

Homebody!König x Fem!Reader mdni! (18+)

A/N: I feel like I owe you guys something after being gone for well, over half a year. And I missed you guys so so much, so please take this König drabble as an apology ♡

tw/cw for noncon, masturbation, intoxication, somno, impregnation if you squint

You have always known your neighbor, König, to keep to himself in his apartment due to his social anxiety. His blinds were often shut, and door was locked and bolted. You never really thought too deeply about his condition, and you’d even say you had a nice connection, but to him, something about your soft curves and the sweet tone of your voice made his cock stir in his pants.

What? Come on now, maus, did you really think you could get away from König when you keep wearing those tight, skimpy outfits, the ones that cling to your hips perfectly out everywhere you go? Of course as your neighbor, its only his job to keep a copy of your key and a large album of pictures of you saved to his phone, some on days when you’re in his apartment, others when you aren’t paying attention and minding your own business, and a select few of you that are made his eyes only. The ones he took of you while you were sleeping sound in your bed, of course, that gave König the perfect view of your plush breasts, your squishy thighs, your plump ass, and let’s not forget your drooling pussy.. he can’t think about it for too long before he feels his meaty dick starting to leak with precum, leaving a wet stain in his boxers.. if he can’t have you up close, he’ll watch from a distance!! :(

Please accept his invitation to his apartment! You know he gets lonely in there.. relax, settle down, let him give you a drink, or three.. or five. Honestly, you don’t remember when you sat yourself on his lap, with his perverted gaze looking your pretty figure up and down while grabbing and groping your tits. You sworn that you felt something hard under you that caused your cunny to ooze with arousal, but you can’t seem to remember it all. You’re such a sweet thing, aren’t you? So naive, hase. You didn’t exactly let him because you were asleep, but watching your chest rise and fall with every breath, he just had to move your panties over to the side so he could pound his girthy cock into the warm, velvety walls of your pussy.

He was huge, every short, quick thrust causing his tip to abuse your poor cervix. You always made the sweetest little sounds, mewling while he was inside you, god forbid you were to say his name while you slept or you were to be woken up by all his rough fucking and heavy grunting, he’d lose control in an instant. One of his thumbs swirls quick little circles on your clit, making you push your hips up with need, while his mouth is occupied sucking marks on your soft skin. His hands grip tightly at your hips, which is sure to cause bruising later, but all he can think about is how tightly you’re squeezing onto him, milking his dick for all it’s worth. But for now, he’ll settle for pulling multiple orgasms from your sleeping body, the pace of his hips stuttering before letting out ropes of his hot, thick cum into your cunt. He doesn’t want to pull out, and has to snap a few pictures for later, of course!

When you wake up, you just assumed König helped you home, what a caring thing. A little uncomfortable, but you just assume it’s from all the drinking. In matter of fact, you were so exhausted and hung over, you left your panties on, keeping all of König’s cum inside you. ♡

[laughingjack17]

A beautiful night

nsfw. 18+ rough messy sex. weapons.

You were sitting by the fire on a cold winder day in the mountains. keeping a watch out for your team, and any signs of a threat. you let out a puff of air as it clouds in front of you. large foot steps came closer, you stud low and aimed you pistol. when you saw your 6'10 lieutenant you lowered you gun. "oh, only you sir. my apologies."

he sat by the fire after giving you a single nod. he watched the smoke rise into the thin air. you watched out for the others. but haven't showed up for hours. you sat next König putting your hands near the fire, letting out a slow exhale. the night crept closer, as you fed the fire wood you found laying around. König watches in case the fire got out of hand or sparks flew at you. he nearly has an anxiety attack when you got to close. you sat by him again leaning against a rock, watching the stars appear one by one.

"beautiful night." you looked at König. he was looking at the sky as well

"yes sir. its very beautiful" you looked back at the sky as a smile crossed you face. König went into his tent after a few minutes. but you stayed one night watch. the fire dead down as you looked for more wood. after an hour of searching, you went into the woods and gathered logs and left them in a pile near your tent. you fed the fire as it went up in flames once more. you made some food for your members and lieutenant. there wasnt enough for you, but you didnt mind. you wrapped the food in bundles and kept it the fire for warmth.

König came out of his tent after several hours. you gave him a bundle. he took it then realized there wasnt enough. he tried giving it back to you but you pushed it to him. "its ok sir. the teams needs you more then they need me. "

he stares at you. "you need food to survive out here soldier."

you gave him a single nod as you got up. you pat his shoulder as you went in your tent. its his turn to do night watch. but you got really really cold and couldn't seem to able to sleep. you came out of your tent, as Kônig's back was facing you. you walked up behind quietly but enough so he can hear you walking up. you sat behind him, and rested you back against his.

"couldn't sleep?" he asked

"no sir."

"to cold?"

he felt you nod against his back. he got up and put the fire out. he stares at you, you stare at him. he then picks you up and carries you to your tent. you held into him, a bit confused. you both went into the tent, König gently places you on the sleeping bag.

"undress" he tells you.

you do as you were told, knowing that skin to skin is the best way to keep warm. you slowly take you gear off, rather feeling a bit hot at the tip of your ears and cheeks. as you were undressed, König starts to undress as you lay in the sleeping bag.

every scar was visible on his jacked body,in the dim light in your tent. he blue gray eyes seem to glow under his mask as you stare at each other. his scars... make him seem beautiful to you. you felt butterflies in your stomach as he lays down next to you, wrapping his arms around your waist. you've felt this feeling before, and it lead to you master bating in your room back as base, moans his name quietly. then it was clear you thought it was a mistake at that time, but its clear now. you were into your lieutenant.

his breathing was calm, has you were nuzzled into his chest. you put your leg over his knees when you were half asleep. you felt his huge hand grip your thigh, you open your eyes as his hand finds it way to your ass. "sir.."

"shhh Liebling, let me feel your body" he grips your ass firmly. you whimper softly. "have you ever had it before?"

he smiled when you shook your head. "what men your age wasnt good enough?"

"König, the moment men my age see my scar from being in the military, they call me a freak and leave."

"you've been messing around with the wrong men Schatz, your scars tell your strong. how you save millions. you are no freak (Y/N). you are the most beautiful woman I've seen. i know im half your age, but you spite my interest " he took his mask off as he leans into a rough deep kiss. wrapping his arm around your waist and placed is hand on the back of your head. you rolled on top of him, wrapping your arms around his neck. depending the kiss, has he slips his tongue into your mouth.

he moves his hand down to your hips and grinds you against his bugle, as he groans into the kiss. your whimpers drove him off the wall. he pulls away and looks up at you. you licked your lips, tasting his saliva. he ran his hand up your back, grinding you still with is other hand. he undoes your bra and you let it off. he takes both his hands now and plays with your tits. twisting and pulling your nipples. he pulls you down and sucks on one if them, and gripping the other one.

he left bite marks and hickeys all over your chest. "König, i need you. i need you inside of me please"

he chuckled. "soon Liebling, we have to prepare you first. you cant handle me yet." he pulls your panties aside, and inserts his ring finger inside you, and rolls his thumb in circles around your clit. you whimper and smiles when he hooked his finger making your eyes roll back. he thrusts and hooks in finger in you, making you moan softly as his thick finger stretches you out.

as he felt your cunt tighten more around his finger, he pulls them out. you made a dissatisfied sound, as he pulls your whole body up to his face.

"sit" he sounded dominant, and you know he'll stop everything if you dont obey him. you gently sat down on his face. he locked his arms around your thighs as he licked your swollen clit with his hot mouth. you titled your head back, as you sweet moans filled his ears.

he rapidly licked, and sucked on your clit and your walls. speeding ip every minute. and you whimpers, and whine made him more and more eager to fuck the hell out of your needy body. you began to see stars, and you pushed down on him more. then your you soft moans grow louder as you cum into his mouth. he groans as he swallows you cum until it was dry. but his wet soft tongue licked you more making you dripping wet again.

he flips you over, taking you panties off then one firm tug. he took his cock out, and your mouth just drops. his hard, thick, long dick resting on you pussy, throbbing. 9.2. he's going to gently and slowly force that into you. he rubs the mushroom shaped head against you. teasing you until you juices ran down into the sleeping bag.

"we are going to take this nice and slow, i dont want to hurt my little Liebling now. " he pushes the tip into your entrance. your eyes widen as a little high pitch moan gasps from your mouth. he slowly pushes it in more. keeping an eye on you. your face clenched but you smiled. so he pushed more of it inside. your breathing hitches. he wasnt even half way in.

then something snapped, and his hips slammed into your. your moaned so loud he had to cover your mouth. "you need to stay quiet for me" he was breathing heavy. you nod, but he kept your mouth covered as he thrusts his hip into gently. his own whines melted your heart. you were both a moan, whimpering, whining mess as he speeds up when he feels like yours ready. your eyes roll back as you drooled all over his hand.

he uncovered your mouth to pick up your hips, and goes ball deep in your wet tight pussy. "so tight" König whimper mire going harder and faster into you. you guys skin clapped together with some force. you tried to keep your moans low. nut it was getting harder with how hard he was going.

you tightened around his cock, as you see stars again. "you're gonna make me cum again vati"

he smiled, "cum on me baby. give it all you got"

your back arches as your warm cum surrounded his dick. he grunts pushing into you more, hitting your womb walls. "König"

"(y/n)"

you both locked eyes, as his rhythm became sloppy, you could hardly tell if his eye were blue now. he takes a few more thrusts before cum deep inside your destroyed pussy. you stuck your tongue out while crossing your eyes. he took a picture of your beautiful lewd face, still filling you up. he pulls out and his cum drips into your stomach. panting he falls beside you. you looked at him, and snuggled close. he wrapped his arms around you small little body.

you both passed out in the comfort of each other precious, he marked your body. your his now.

Schatz- Darling

Liebling-lovie

Vati-daddy

this is the very first little thing ive ever wrote. i hope you enjoyed it. ♥️♥️♥️

[writingoddess1125]

Marillenfleck in Winter

König x FemReader

Fluffy Fluff Fluff!

Feed me Seymore Feed me!! <<< 🍖

"We can do this-"

You muttered to yourself and then down at your swollen stomach. Feeling the fluttering kicks of the child locked inside of you- assuming that was them agreeing.

"Hell yeah-"

Stepping forward with all the confidence you could muster as you carefully lowered the breaded pork cutlet into the hot oil and watching it carefully bubble as you let it settle.

Stepping back as the oil reacted for a moment before settling-

Two months ago before your husband left for his mission was lying in bed with you, his hand on your stomach as he reminisced-

'It is moments like this I almost wish to return to my Village just to show you off.. and share in some food with you' He mused, you looking at him in surprise.

'Wait we don't live near your home?' You say surprised, Having always assumed that König had chosen the secluded cabin 40 minutes from the closest village cause he was familiar with it. He chuckled at this and shook his head-

'No, I'm from near Dürnstein-'

Which was on the otherside of the country from were the two of you lived- You silently vowed to bring at least a taste of his home to him-

So for two months you'd been gathering ingredients and experimenting to make some folds from his home-town.

Did you have any real idea what you were doing?- No.

Did you know if these were ment to be eaten together?- Hell No.

Were you trying your best? Absolutely.

Speaking of trying your best- it was dead winter, 7inches of snow a day easy and what doesn't grow in winter?

Apricots-

So many Apricots in most of these recipes from near his home. Apricots cakes, wines, pastries, even in sauces with pork!

So you finding apricots was the most important thing. You tried the internet but didn't trust the quality from most places or they were dried which wouldn't have worked-

That's when you ventured out being forced to touch grass- Well snow in this case.

Market after market, looking in their freezer section to produce you couldnt find shit for the first 2 weeks of this adventure.

You were honestly thankful you were pregnant since when you went to the village closest to you asking for apricots in dead of winter- people assumed it was a desperate cry for a craving and a older women gave you a bag of them from her deep freeze she had saved. You of course paid her handsomely for the kind gift

This thrn started your dark road of trying to figure out these fucking recipes-

You tried every recipe and varient you could, pulling up photos of restaurants near your husband's origin and trying to match them-

Another blessing of being pregnant was being able to eat any failed attempts or trying recipes that wasn't going to be fed to König.

However the time had finally come! König was going to be home within the next hour, having called you the night before from his train station to tell you his arrival and you'd fluttered to make sure everything looked perfect.

"Alexa! Set a timer for 20 minutes!" You called out, flipping the cutlet seeing the even golden crust.

Reaching over you check the goulash stewing in the pot and saw it was almost done. Stirring it once before you checked on the bread dumplings and pulled them from the boiling water- You hadn't made these before in your experimental 2 months so you were excited!

Bacon Bread dumplings- Time to taste!

Taking a big bite you paused- truthfully confused over what the fuck you'd just put into your mouth. Chewing for a while as you tried to figure out if you'd done something wrong or if your taste was more off then you thought due to the baby- after the second bite you knew it was the baby and not the food especially whem you spooned some of the goulash ontop.

"...You know what, I'm just gonna blame you for this-" You said pointing at your stomach which earned another fluttering feeling as you finished the dumpling and stew sample.

Pulling the cutlets you let them sit on a wire rack as you plate the potatos and salad Konig liked- However your eyes landed on the centerpiece of this meal and what you were so focused one. The Marillenfleck Cake.

Still cooling as the beautiful Fluffy pastry showed off its shivered almost and the delicate apricots baked into its Fluffy self.

A summer apricot staple you'd manage to drag into winter!

You suddently heard the sound of the truck pulling up to your home, jumping in excitement you set the finished goulash down on the table and rushed around for the final touches.

Setting the plates down you mentally high-five yourself and rush to the front room as you hear König walk in. Grumbling about the snow outside as he kicked off his boots-

"Welcome Home Honey" You say cheerfully, wadling yourself over to your man- He had his mask off, most likely shoved away in his pockets in desperate need of a wash and he seemed to have showered at base since the black paint wasnt around his eyes-

Soft gray eyes greeted you and König gave a wide smile, reaching out and scooping you quickly in his arms and kissing your lips.

"I have missed you Liebling, You and the baby are well?" He asked softly as his gloved hand touched the swell of your stomach.

"Yes, We are fine. I'm so glad your home" You say cheerfully, feeling your eyes get misty already just by having him home.

"I have a surprise for you" You say cheerfully and jump, making the man chuckle at your physical excitement or attempt since the belly seemed to keep your feet planted.

"Oh?" He chimed amused, peeling off his coat and gloves as you pulled him to the kitchen and waiting set dining table.

When König saw all the food, his heart fluttered. He saw how much time this took, slowly stepping forward as he gazed over your heard work in total shock.

"(Y/N)- You did so much.. You should be resting not slaving in the kitchen" He said softly, looking at you in worry for your effort in the fantastic meal set on the table.

"I wanted to give you a nice surprise, You hungry?" You saw with a smile- Konig chuckling at this as he nodded, pulling out your chair so you could sit first before sitting himself.

Severing plates König couldn't help but laugh at the wide variety you'd made, from pork schnitzel and potato salad and the goulash and dumplings. Eating happily he hummed delight.

"I'm impressed! Very Gud Mein Liebling!" Demolishing the plates infront of him as the two of you sported casual conversation and König feeling your baby bump-

"And for dessert" You say cheerfully as you cut him a slice of the cake and set it before him. His face twisting in confusion.

"Liebling were did you get marillen {apricots} in winter?-" He asked genuinely confused as he cut into the pastry clearly doing a lot of mental math in trying to figure out how you manages this.

"It's a long story, but I got them!" You said cheerfully cutting open your own and taking a massive bite- Giving a laugh at how delicious it tasted and how you'd managed to not fuck anything up.

Raising a brow of this he hesitated ever so slightly before taking a bit of the dessert and paused, his eyes softening as an almost sad smile hit his lips.

"Konig?.." You say softly as he looked to you- His own eyes misty.

"I haven't had this cake since my Mutti made it for me before she passed-" He said softly, taking another bite of the dessert and smiling. Your heart Sinking at his words-

"I was always so scared to try it again since I knew it wouldn't taste the same" He smiled fondly as he reached out and pulled your seat close to him, love in his gaze.

"I don't know how- But youve made it taste just like the one she made" He said softly, wrapping his arm around you as he kissed your hair and you could feel the waves of emotion off of him.

"Danke my love" He said softly, lips still pressed to your hair as he held you tighter. Of course hormones not helping as tears rolled down your cheeks.

"Anytime"

[fuzzyautumninmetal]

Games

MafiaBoss!König x Mafia!FemReader

Warning: Baby trapping But it's not really baby trapping

There's no German because I don't trust google translate I'm sorry

MNDI!!

In the midst of the opulent ballroom, a towering figure cuts an imposing silhouette. Dressed in a tailored tuxedo, his broad shoulders stretch the fabric to its limit. His blue eyes, sharp as shards of ice, sweep across the crowd, taking in every detail with predatory precision. His gaze lands on a young woman, You. Your presence almost unnoticeable amidst the flurry of high society. You stands alone, your posture exuding an air of defiance and pride. Your attire is simple, yet striking, a stark contrast against the ornate décor surrounding you.

There's something captivating about you, a certain allure that draws him in despite himself. He watches you, intrigued, as you navigates the crowd with an ease that suggests familiarity. Your eyes dart around the room, taking in the sea of faces. You find yourself drawn towards the bar, where you order a drink without looking at anyone. The bartender nods in acknowledgment as he pours you an expensive glass of red wine. You were born into the high life after all.

As you turn around, you catch sight of a man watching you. There's something about him that sends a chill down your spine. He's tall, too tall. His piercing blue eyes are fixed on you, studying you like a scientist would a specimen under a microscope. His presence is overwhelming, intimidating even. But there's also something else there, a hint of curiosity that makes you pause. 

That is the infamous Mafia Boss König. 'Interesting' you thought to yourself with a smirk.

You easily move through the crown, easily charm the single men, married men and committed men out of your way. Giving them empty promises of a good night until you are stood by König, by the way he looks at you, he doesn't know who you are. "Do you know it's rude to stare?" You questioned with a small smirk on your face as you take a sip of your wine. Not looking at him rather the sea of people in front of you.

A low chuckle escapes his lips, the sound rumbling deep within his chest. His gaze drops momentarily to your lips, then flicks back to meet your eyes that aren't even acknowledging him. "Is it? I wasn't aware," he responds, amusement dancing in his icy gaze. His height adds an element of danger to his presence, casting a shadow over you. Despite the room temperature, you feel a shiver run down your spine, a reaction to his sheer size and intensity.

'Aren't you a little kitten, all claws and sass,' he thinks, studying you closely. He can see the defiance in your eyes, the fire burning bright beneath the surface. He extends a hand towards you, offering an escape from the relentless gazes of the others. "Allow me to show you around," he proposes, his voice carrying an undertone of command. "I would," you say, finishing your glass of wine and placing it in his hand like he was some kind of servant. Big mistake, but you don't care. You're playing with fire, and you're enjoying the heat. "But my father is expecting me. I haven't let him know I've arrived yet."

You give him a sultry smile, a slow, languid caress with your gaze. Then you disappear back into the crowd, leaving König holding your empty glass. He's intrigued. He's challenged. He's already hooked. And you, my dear, are just getting started. The glass slips from his fingers, clattering onto the marble floor. A sharp intake of breath echoes throughout the room as everyone turns to look at the shattered glass. But you, you're long gone. Your words hang heavy in the air, a challenge accepted. His jaw tightens, a spark igniting in his eyes. He had been dismissed, by you, a mere stranger.

"Who does she think she is?" He mumbles under his breath, his mind racing with thoughts of retribution. However, something about you intrigues him. The fire in your eyes, the defiance in your actions. It's refreshing, unlike any other he has encountered before. You slip between the bodies, moving with a grace that belies your confidence. You weave through the crowd like a snake, sinuous and deadly. Every step you take is deliberate, calculated, designed to draw attention to yourself. You're a creature of habit, always have been. You love the thrill of the chase, the power you wield when they realize they want you.

And you're good at this game. You're the best. Because you're the daughter of a mafia boss. You've grown up surrounded by power and wealth, learning how to use both to get whatever you desire. You're used to having men fall at your feet, begging for just a moment of your time. Every glance, every whispered compliment, fuels the fire in your belly. You are the daughter of a king, destined for the throne, and tonight, you're playing your part flawlessly.

With a growl of frustration, König pushes past the crowd, determined to track you down. His blue eyes gleam with a dangerous light as he prowls through the guests, his towering frame creating a path wherever he goes. A muscle ticks in his jaw as he scans the crowd, searching for that familiar fiery gaze. He won’t let you get away so easily. No one rejects him and lives to tell the tale. He finds you again, standing by the window overlooking the cityscape below. Your profile is outlined against the moonlit sky, making you appear ethereal, untouchable.

Without warning, he steps forward, closing the distance between you two. His large hand reaches out, gripping your arm firmly. The action is swift, almost violent, but there’s a strange gentleness in his touch. As if he wants to prove that despite his rough exterior, he can be gentle too. "Listen here," his voice rumbles like thunder, echoing across the room. "Don't walk off like that. It's disrespectful." His grip tightens slightly, reminding you of his strength. Yet, there's no malice in his touch. Just a firmness that says he means business.

His blue eyes bore into yours, searching for something. Maybe it's respect or fear, but right now, all he sees is defiance. He takes a step closer, invading your personal space, making sure you’re fully aware of his size and presence. He was studying you, his eyes taking in every detail of your carefully crafted persona. You smiled at him, an innocent, teasing smile that danced around your lips, the corners of your eyes crinkling in a way that was both playful and alluring. You felt his gaze linger on the plunging neckline of your dress, the way the fabric clung to your curves. It was exhilarating, the power you held in that moment, the knowledge that you were captivating a man like König.

König's grip tightened on your arm, a possessive gesture that sent a thrill of excitement through you. You could see the curiosity in his eyes, the flicker of something else behind the steely façade. Just then, a voice interrupted the intimate moment. "Oh, König, I see you've met my daughter," your father boomed from across the room, his presence as imposing as a storm cloud. His eyes, sharp as knives, landed on König, and the room seemed to hold its breath. König's grip on your arm loosened dramatically, his eyes widening slightly as he registered the truth.

At the mention of his name, König's gaze shifts from you to your father. There's a pause, a moment where everything seems to freeze. The realization dawns on him slowly, a creeping dread that seeps into his bones. The pieces fall into place, the puzzle finally making sense. The ice queen he'd been chasing was actually the daughter of his new ally. His grip eases on your arm, a clear indication of his surprise. He recovers quickly though, masking his shock with a smirk that doesn't quite reach his eyes. "Of course," he murmurs, nodding as if he knew all along.

You place your hand on his arm, the touch light but purposeful. It's a warning, a silent acknowledgment of the tense game being played. "Yes, we were just getting acquainted," you say, your voice a low murmur in the raucous din. You smile, a dazzling display of white teeth against your scarlet lipstick. The smile is for König, a silent message of your audaciousness, your willingness to play this dangerous dance. Turning back to your father, you continue, "And I was just about to tell König what a wonderful party he's thrown for our family." The words are a featherlight barb, a subtle reminder of your true purpose here.

He watches you interact with your father, the way you move seamlessly between them. There's a hint of admiration in his eyes, mixed with a healthy dose of intrigue. You were more than just a pretty face; you were cunning, strategic, and damn near irresistible. He offers a slight bow, a gesture of respect that's rare for him. "It truly is a pleasure," König says, his voice smooth as silk. His gaze lingers on you, appreciating the curve of your hips, the sway of your breasts beneath the delicate fabric of your dress. He's not blind to your allure, nor does he pretend to be.

As the conversation continues, König remains attentive, his ears pricked for anything useful. He's a predator, always scanning for opportunities, and tonight, he senses one.

You notice how König's eyes roam over your body, taking in every curve and contour with an appreciation that sends a thrill down your spine. You're used to men looking at you, but there's something different about König. His gaze isn't lecherous, it's hungry. Hungry for more than just your body. You turn back to König, offering him another of those dazzling smiles. But this time, it's laced with challenge, a promise of things to come. "Well, König," you purr, your voice dripping with sarcasm as you walked up to your father. "I hope you don't mind but I'd like a moment with my father. Alone."

As you walk away, König can't help but watch, his eyes following your retreating form. A low growl rumbles in his chest, a primal sound that echoes his displeasure. He downs his drink in one go, the burn of the alcohol doing nothing to soothe his irritation. You had dared to dismiss him, and he didn't appreciate it. Not one bit. He makes his way towards the bar, pouring himself another glass. His thoughts drift back to the earlier encounter, replaying it in his mind. He had found you intriguing, a spark of life in a world often devoid of it. He shakes his head, dispelling the thought. Now wasn't the time for distractions. He had a party to attend, an alliance to cement.

You walked towards the ballroom with your father, your hand placed on his arm. The air thrummed with the anticipation of the night; a night that could make or break your family's future. The scent of expensive perfume and cigar smoke hung thick in the air, a potent cocktail that spoke of wealth and power. Once you were far enough away from König, you glanced at your father and whispered, "I know how to make sure this alliance stays. Make it stick in stone."

"Oh really?" your father muses, "Please do tell."

You glanced at your father with an evil smirk, your voice still low as you leaned in. "A child," you whispered. The look on his face was a mixture of disbelief and intrigue. "If we have a child together, then König can't play us. Ruin what you've spent years building. It wouldn't be fair on the child," you explained.

Yes. Baby trapping someone is wrong. You know that, but frankly, you couldn't give a fuck. You were playing a game, a dangerous game, and you had to win. Your father, a master of this game, saw the brilliance in your plan. His eyes, usually cold and calculating, softened with a hint of pride.

As you enter the ballroom, your eyes meet König's, the crinkle in his eyes tell you he's smiling at you. For a man like König it will be a predatory smile. Little does he know, he's already fallen into your carefully laid trap. You'll give him an heir, a child to solidify their alliance, but you'll also be using it to keep him bound to your family. In this twisted game of power, you're playing for keeps. The sight of you sends a jolt through his veins, a rush of adrenaline that leaves him breathless. You're a vision of elegance and seduction, a goddess among mortals. He steps closer, his blue eyes locked onto yours. "Such a beautiful creature shouldn't be alone," he murmurs, his voice deep and husky. He extends his hand towards you, inviting you to dance.

You glance at his outstretched hand, a small smirk tugging at the corner of your lips. You place your hand in his, letting him lead you onto the dance floor. As you move to the rhythm of the music, you lean in close, your lips brushing against his masked ear.

"I'm not here to make friends, König," you whisper, your voice dripping with sarcasm. Despite your words, you can't deny the electric connection between you two. The chemistry is palpable, a volatile mix of lust and danger. "I'm here for my sister, she seems very in love with Marcus," It wasn't a full lie, you did originally come for your sister. He pulls you closer, his strong arms encircling your waist. He can smell your perfume, a blend of sweetness and spice that is driving him wild. He leans in, his breath hot against your neck despite the mask.

"You came for your sister," he says, his tone teasing but laced with a hint of possession. "And I suppose I should be grateful for that." Despite his words, he doesn't let go of you. Instead, he guides you through the dance, each step bringing you even closer. "But if you're not here to make friends," his voice drops to a low growl, "then why are you dancing with me?"

You placed one hand on his shoulder, your other in his. The warmth of his skin through the glove was a shock, a delicious contrast to the cool silk of his suit. Pressing closer, the silk of your dress brushed against his tailored fabric, sending shivers down your spine. It was a dance, but not just any dance. This was a game, a carefully crafted trap to secure what you wanted: König's legacy, his power, his bloodline, and a stronger alliance.

"Well, when my father steps down and I take over," you explained, your voice low and dangerous as you both began to dance together, "we'll be working very closely together." You leaned closer, your voice a silken whisper in the din of the party. "So it only seemed..." you paused, pretending to think, "appropriate to get to know you a bit more."

A smile played on your lips, even as a wave of apprehension washed over you. You were playing with fire, but you were ready to burn. The alliance was not enough, you needed something bigger, something that would cement your power and tie König to your family for generations. This was a calculated risk, a gamble fuelled by ambition and the intoxicating fear of the unknown.

He felt your body press against his, the curves of your form fitting perfectly against his muscular frame. His grip tightened slightly around your waist, pulling you flush against him. He could feel every curve of your body, every swell of flesh pressing against him. The sensation sent a surge of heat coursing through his veins. His blue eyes glinted dangerously as he listened to your words. There was no missing the implication behind them. You weren't just here for your sister. You were here for him, for his power, for his name.

"And exactly how do you plan on getting to know me?" he asked, his voice dropping to a low rumble. The question was innocent enough, but there was a clear edge to it. He knew exactly what you were implying, and he was intrigued. Very intrigued.

The music thrummed through the opulent mansion, a symphony of power and seduction. You move in König's arms, the silken fabric of your dress whispering against his suit. He's a shadow in the dim light, his face hidden by a mask that adds an air of mystery. "I think we should finish this dance," you say, your voice a silken whisper. You look up at him with your big doe eyes, flashing him a smile that makes men fall at your feet. "Then...well, let's just see where the night takes us," you finish, your voice low and suggestive.

König was falling further and further into your trap, his intentions clear to you. You were going to have him wrapped around your little finger, and then, you'd give him the 'gift' of a little heir. A prince to carry on his legacy, and a way to ensure your family's continued dominance. But what you failed to realize is that you were also falling into his trap. You were playing his game, just as he was playing yours. The night was young, and the battle for power was just beginning.

His gaze is drawn to your lips, which part slightly in a smirk. The scent of your perfume fills his nostrils, driving him wild with desire. His heart pounds in his chest, echoing the rhythm of the music. His body presses against yours, every inch of him throbbing with anticipation. His eyes lock onto yours, a silent promise passing between the two of you. "Dance with me until dawn," he whispers, his voice a seductive murmur that sends chills down your spine. "Let's see where the night takes us."

You nod, a coy smile playing on your lips. Your hands slide up his chest, feeling the solid muscle beneath the fine fabric of his suit. You can almost taste the victory, the power that comes from being so close to your target. "Until dawn," you echo, your voice barely above a whisper. You press yourself even closer to him, feeling the hard lines of his body against yours. Every touch, every brush of skin against skin is like a spark ignites within you, a flame that grows hotter with each passing moment.

As the night wore on, you danced, drank, and flirted with each other. By the time dawn crept over the horizon, you found yourselves alone in a secluded corner of the garden. The rest of the guests had long since gone home, leaving you alone with your desires. You were sprawled across a velvet chaise lounge, your dress hiked up around your hips as König knelt before you. His fingers trailed along the bare skin of your thigh, slowly moving higher towards the lace edges of your panties. His fingers trace the delicate lace of your underwear, teasingly close to the heat of your core. His touch is gentle yet firm, leaving a trail of goosebumps in its wake. He looks up at you, his eyes dark with lust.*

"I want you," he murmurs, his voice husky with desire. "Right here, right now."

"Then take me," you whispered, your voice laced with honey. You reached his mask, the fabric cool against your fingertips as you slowly peeled it away. The smirk tugged at your lips, a mischievous glint in your eyes. As his eyes met yours, their icy blue glinting with a mixture of shock and desire, you knew you had him exactly where you wanted him. This alliance, forged in blood and steel, was about to become something much more personal, much more dangerous. The thought of a child, a heir to both empires, a symbol of their shared power, sent a thrill through you. Nothing could stop you now.

With a growl, he discarded his own mask, revealing the harsh planes of his handsome face. His eyes locked onto yours, filled with raw hunger. Without another word, he gripped your thighs firmly, spreading them apart. Leaning forward, he pressed his mouth against the damp fabric of your panties, his hot breath searing through the thin barrier. His tongue flicked out, tracing the elastic band before dipping lower, seeking the warmth beyond.

A sharp intake of breath escaped you as his tongue traced the elastic of your panties. Your body arched off the chaise lounge, pushing against his mouth. The sensation of his hot breath against your sensitive flesh made you gasp, a moan slipping past your lips. You grabbed his hair and pulled him closer between your thighs, not caring who sees. After all, nobody would dare interrupt König, especially when he's feasting on a delicacy such as yourself. Your fingers tightened in his hair, pulling him deeper, as you met his gaze with a smirk.

You had him exactly where you wanted him. A future with him was the only thing you yearned for, and you wouldn't hesitate to use any means necessary to secure it. The baby trap was already in motion, a silent weapon in your arsenal, a guarantee of your future. König, so consumed by his own desires, was oblivious.

His fingers curled around the edges of your panties, pulling them aside to reveal the slick folds of your pussy. With no warning, his tongue plunged inside, exploring your dripping cunt with abandon. His thick cock throbbed painfully behind his trousers, desperate for release. His movements were rough, primal, but there was a tenderness there too. He knew he needed to be careful, needed to be gentle. Despite everything, despite the power struggle, the fear, the tension, he cared about you. Cared enough to worship your pussy with his mouth, to make sure you came undone under his ministrations.

Your body writhed beneath him, a symphony of pleasure. His tongue delved deep into your depths, exploring every inch of your wet heat. Each thrust of his tongue sent jolts of ecstasy coursing through your veins, causing your back to arch off the chaise lounge. A low moan slipped past your lips as he continued to ravage you, his stubble scratching against your inner thighs. The pleasure was intoxicating, overwhelming, and you found yourself lost in it, surrendering completely to the sensations coursing through your body.

Your fingers tightened in his hair, pulling him closer as you bucked your hips against his face. You wanted more, needed more. The need for release was urgent, a burning desire that threatened to consume you whole. Feeling your nails dig into his scalp, he increased his pace, the tip of his tongue probing at your entrance. He sucked gently on your clit, swirling his tongue around the swollen nub before sucking harder.

His hand moved down to cup your ass, squeezing the soft flesh as he lifted your hips higher, angling your pussy perfectly for his devouring mouth. He was going to make you cum, make you scream his name, and then he'd fuck you senseless. He wanted to mark you, claim you as his own. He wanted everyone to know that you belonged to him. And he intended to start right fucking now.

The sudden increase in intensity sends a jolt straight to your core. Your walls clench tightly around his tongue, a clear sign of your impending orgasm. The way he sucks on your clit, swirling his tongue around the swollen bud, is driving you wild. You let out a loud moan, the sound echoing throughout the garden. It is raw, uninhibited, and it feels good. Really fucking good. You wrap your legs around his head, squeezing your thighs together slightly, making sure König doesn't move as he devours your pussy like it's his favourite meal. It probably is, or it will be at least.

Feeling your thighs tighten around his head, he continues to lap at your soaked slit, savouring the taste of your arousal. His tongue probes deeper, curling to hit just the right spots. He felt you tense around him, and he knew you were close. With a growl, he increased his efforts, determined to push you over the edge. He wanted to feel you shudder and quiver around his tongue, wanted to hear you scream his name as you came on his face.

And when you did, he drank you in greedily, savouring the sweet release of your orgasm. He'd worked hard for this moment, and damn if it wasn't worth it.

Your body convulses as an intense orgasm rips through you. Your walls clench tightly around nothing, your pussy spasming wildly as wave after wave of pleasure courses through your veins. König's name slips past your lips in a long, drawn-out moan, echoing through the quiet garden. Your thighs tremble around his head, keeping him close as aftershocks ripple through your core. Panting heavily, you finally loosen your grip on his hair, letting your legs fall open. A satisfied smile graces your lips as you look down at König, his face glistening with your juices.

Watching you come undone under his touch was one of the most satisfying sights he’d ever seen. He licked up every drop of your cum, cleaning you thoroughly before pulling away. As you relaxed beneath him, he stood up slowly, adjusting himself as he towered above you. His cock strained against his pants, throbbing with unspent need. Without wasting another second, he unbuckled his belt, releasing his imprisoned member from its confines. His cock sprang free, fully erect and pulsing with need. It was big, thick, and veiny, promising a rough, brutal fuck.

He didn’t waste any time positioning himself between your spread thighs. Without warning, he thrust forward, burying his cock to the hilt inside your still trembling cunt. You gasp as König thrusts into you, filling you up. The sudden intrusion has you arching off the chair, a sharp cry tearing from your throat. Your walls flutter around him, trying to adjust to his size. You're still sensitive from your recent orgasm, but the pain mixed with pleasure is something else entirely. It's intense, raw, and exactly what you needed.

Feeling your tight walls gripping him so fiercely, he groaned deeply. It was a sound filled with lust, possessiveness, and satisfaction all rolled into one. He started moving immediately, setting a punishing rhythm designed to stretch and fill you. Each thrust was powerful, deliberate, meant to claim you. To brand you. To show everyone who saw you that you belonged to him. He grabbed your hip firmly, holding you steady as he pounded into you. There was no gentleness here, no soft caresses. This was pure, animalistic fucking. And you loved every second of it.

König's grip on your hips is firm, possessive, as he pulls you back onto his cock. You can't help but throw your head back, exposing the delicate column of your neck. Your moans echo through the garden, each one louder than the last. You wrap your legs around his waist, locking your ankles together. You clutch onto his shirt, making sure he can't pull out. With each thrust, König could feel his climax building. He was close, so fucking close. But he held back, not wanting to finish just yet. 

Instead, he reached down between your legs, finding your clit with his thumb. He began to rub it in small circles, adding another layer of pleasure to the already intense experience. His other hand moved to your belly, tracing patterns on your skin as he whispered sweet words in your ear.

"I want you. All of you. Body and soul... I'm going to fill you up until there’s nowhere left for anything else... I’m going to put a baby in you... and then I’m going to marry you... because I can’t stand the thought of anyone else having you..."

His voice was low, husky with desire. Each word was punctuated by a deep thrust, pushing him closer and closer to the edge. Your eyes snap open as you hear König's words, those filthy promises. He's planning on trapping you with a child, just as you had planned to do to him. The realization hits you like a ton of bricks - he's playing you at your own game. But as you look into his eyes, you see that he's not doing this for power like you were. No, his intentions are much more intimate.

He's doing this for marriage.

You can't help but smirk at him, your legs still tightly wrapped around his waist. "Why, you naughty boy," you purred, unable to hide the amusement in your voice. But you have no intention of pushing him away. Instead, you tighten your legs around him and snake your arms up around his neck, pulling him in closer. Hearing your response, he growls, feeling his control slipping. The way you tightened around him, your body writhing underneath him, it drove him wild.

The sounds coming from your mouth were music to his ears, driving him further. He slammed into you harder, almost brutally, his large hands gripping your flesh firmly as he fucked you. His thrusts became erratic, his breathing heavy, his eyes darkening even more with desire.

"Fuck... Fuck..." He cursed between thrusts, his voice thick with lust.

Then, without warning, he buried his face into the crook of your neck, biting down hard enough to leave a mark. The action was possessive, claiming, and utterly primal. It was clear he was losing control, his thrusts becoming erratic, but he wasn't stopping. Not yet.

The bite on your neck sends a jolt straight to your core, causing your walls to clench even tighter around his cock. You let out a strangled cry, your nails digging into his skin as you hold onto him for dear life. Every thrust becomes harder, deeper, faster. Your whole body shakes as another orgasm builds within you, threatening to tear you apart. You can barely think straight, but you manage to mumble out a challenge, "Come on, big guy. Show me how much you want this."

His thrusts became even more forceful, brutal even. He fucked you like an animal, his movements becoming erratic as he chased his release. His large hands gripped your hips painfully, bruising them as he used you roughly. He bit down on your neck again, marking you as his once more. "Show you? I’ll fucking show you." His voice was guttural, laced with lust and possession. Then, without warning, he pulled out of you suddenly, flipping you over onto your stomach before slamming back into you.

His next few thrusts were aimed directly at your cervix, hitting it repeatedly. He wanted to breed you. Now. Here. In the middle of the garden where anyone could see but nobody would dare interrupt. As König flips you over and slams into you, you let out a scream that echoes throughout the garden. The sudden change in position only intensifies the sensations coursing through your body.

Your breasts swing freely with each thrust, bouncing against the chair beneath you. The sensation of being taken from behind, so roughly and aggressively, sends waves of pleasure crashing over you. You reach down between your legs, rubbing your clit furiously as if trying to match König's relentless pace. You can feel yourself teetering on the edge of another orgasm.

König grunted loudly as he felt your hand on your pussy, working your clit while he fucked you. The sight of you touching yourself while he was pounding into you from behind, was turning him on more than he’d care to admit. His breath hitched in his throat as he felt his balls tighten, signalling that he was getting dangerously close. A surge of determination washed over him. He needed to cum. He needed to fill you up right now. "I'm going to fuck you raw every day until you're pregnant." His voice was strained.

At König's declaration, you couldn't stop the moan that escaped your lips. "You better keep your promise," you said breathlessly. Feeling his cock throbbing inside you, knowing that he was about to spill himself deep within your womb, pushed you over the edge. With one final stroke of your clit, you came hard, screaming out loud as your inner walls clenched around him tightly. König groaned as he felt your tight cunt squeeze him like a vice. The sound echoed off the walls of the garden, mingling with your screams. 

His control snapped completely as he felt your orgasm trigger his own. With a few more powerful thrusts, he spilled himself inside you, filling you up to the brim. He groaned deeply, holding onto you tightly as he rode out his orgasm. For several long moments after he finished, he remained inside you, his body trembling slightly from exertion. Then slowly, he withdrew from you, stepping back to admire the mess he'd made. With a satisfied sigh, König looks down at you, panting heavily. His eyes are dark with satisfaction and desire, scanning your body appreciatively. He reaches out, running a finger along your arm before moving lower to admire the bruises he left on your hips.

"You’re mine now." He murmurs, leaning down to press a gentle kiss on your temple.

[sopiao]

hello! can i please request König with a femreader that’s just the embodiment of a cotton ball, a white bunny, a dandelion :))) like she dresses super coquette or semi lolita with cute ruffle skirts and bright colors, loves small critters and spring, gets distracted and excited super easily. and König is just so in love with her x)

don’t feel pressured to write this, ignore if it’s too much or if you’re too busy. make sure to drink water

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I LOVE LOVE LOVE DESCRIPTIVE REQS LIKE THIS OMG!!! dw bbgs i’ll write anything for y’all :3

ANYWAYS I HOPE I WROTE IT OUT GOOD T-T

I just know that König is one to spoil you, knowing what you like and what you’ve been wanting. And when he sees it, he’ll take no longer than half a second to make up his decision to buy it for you.

Coming back early from deployment he wanted to surprise you, he hadn’t told you that he got out yet. He knocks on the door, waiting for you to answer with a bouquet of your favorite combination of flowers and a gift behind his back.

Smiling at how you excitedly squeal and immediately just jump into his arms. Using both arms to hug and pick you up off your feet, feeling something soft and plush against your back, you step back as he holds up his gift for you.

It’s a huge Rilakkuma plushie that’s holding a small strawberry in it’s hands. Jumping up excitedly you engulf him and the plush animal in a tight hug. Showing both of your bears love.

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It’s so funny to think about him letting you decorate the bedroom with your own little trinkets, plushies, posters and bedsheets. So every night he shuts off the pastel purple bed light and snuggles up into you under the white ruffled comforter with little cheesy accents on it.

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Almost every three months you get a new interest into a new hobby. First it was with painting, he dedicated an empty room in the house just for you and your little studio. He picked out the biggest spare room with a big window for you to look at while you painted. König made sure to frame your favorite one in the living room and his favorite in his office.

Then it was sewing and tailoring you’re own clothes, which helped a lot with fitting König’s shirts since double xl shirts are long enough but too loose. And you got to make and tailor your own clothes for cute little dates, flowery sundresses with ruffles, adding a white lace trim to your clothes. (omg i’m rambling)

Which turned into embroidery, where you patched every little hole in you and König’s clothes and bedsheets with small flowers.

So when you trot up into his office and show him a picture of a crocheted bunny plush he’s more than happy to take you down to your favorite craft store and watch you pick out different colored yarns and different size hooks for other projects. His heart is just too soft for you to say no.

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König loves taking you out to the city during events he knows you’ll love. Walking around with you, more like trying to keep track of you. You have the attention span of a goldfish so whenever you see something you like you drop everything and go look at it.

It won’t so far that he had ti tie a balloon to your wrist to make sure he won’t lose you. He just paid for a trinket you were so fascinated with. When he looked back you were already out if the store and into the busy streets, something catching you’re eye again.

It really was a sight to see a small lady wandering through the streets with such an adorable look and fashion with you’re 6’10 fiancé holding all your new things for you.

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Now that he’s a colonel he’s more stern with when and how long he gets deployed for. So when spring rolls around, he’s sure that no one from work will bother him and his schedule is cleared. He knows how much you love the spring, how perfect the weather is, how it’s the perfect time for flowers.

König makes sure whatever you wanna do, it’ll happen right when you want it. His favorite thing to do with you is going apple picking, it’s when you have the most motivation to bake apple everything.

Cinnamon apple pie that has beautiful dough decorations, caramel apple cookies, apple cobbler, apple cider donuts, apple fritters, and apple cinnamon oatmeal cookies. König just loves seeing you covered in flower and frosting with your gingham blue apron wrapped around you.

He loves how he gains a little weight during this time of the year with how much you bake and feed him. It’s how you show your love. Either way you love the little bit of his chubbyness, who doesn’t?

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The first time he let his comrades come over for dinner to meet you, it really was something to see their colonel just melt in your arms when he greets you at the door, introducing his team to you as they take in the warm and cozy atmosphere of your home.

The lighting was soft and comforting, accents and decorations that you picked out was littered all over the house. They didn’t even know he was engaged, let alone a home with you, they all thought he lived in an apartment by himself.

For as long as they’ve known him they would’ve never thought that his home would look like this or give off this type of feeling. They were amazed with how contrasted your and his personality was.

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König believes that in every relationship everything should be 50/50. So, while you enjoy resting out new recipes for dinner tonight, or making something you saw on instagram, and just overall coating the house and his life in your own little charm.

He does the more controlled and routine stuff. Cleaning and dishes. And sometimes you two clean the house together and listen to music on the speakers. What he loves the most is the laundry.

He loves seeing the mix of his clothes with yours, his boxers getting mixed with your pair of white thigh length socks with a small bow and at the top. He loves separating and folding the clean laundry, folding your pleated blue skirt, and matching white and blue top. He always remembers what outfit you made with each piece of clothing.

[blingblong55]

Please, ma’am, may I request the most dirtiest smut you could ever write for könig x fem!reader/gn!reader?

It started with them being close friends (there’s sexual tension), then, at some point during a mission, könig couldn’t stand it anymore and decided to make a move on the reader (Reader reciprocate).

The rest is all up to you.

I’m not sure if you write for FemReader or GnReader. Please feel free to ignore this if you feel it’s too much. Tysm !!

you made me feel shexy with that ma'am....eydkjw but yes I'll try my best at this.

BABYDOLL - König nsfw

for context: you are aprox 26, a medic above all but also a specialists in warfare and interrogation. (you're so cool bestie!)

when we get to the spicy part: imagine the sounds of moonxx type of whimpers and what not. (BABYDOLL- Ari Abdul)

warning: smut, 18+ only. NSFW, MINORS DNI

F!Reader!

A friendship with König was never easy. It had taken 6 years for you two to be in such position.

It all started when Price had you reassigned to Kortac, he knew they needed a medic more than his team did. So you packed your stuff and off you went. It was difficult to make friends, you were far more shy than anyone had expected you to be. Always at the infirmary or your room. When everyone else ate together at chow hall, you found yourself back in your office, alone and with dozens of paperwork. Only time you talked was when at the field and with patients. König had been wanting to speak to you, but he always thought you were out of his league. His teammates always knew he had a thing for you, it was just a matter of time.

The way your uniform complimented your silhouette had driven this man crazy. 3 months with the team and he finally spoke to you. "You are lucky that knife didn't penetrate your skin any deeper." you were mentioning as your hands closed his wound. You were so close to him, it made him nervous.

"Sorry...I'm not much of a talker." you said as silence filled the room. "Me neither." he mentioned. "At least we have a thing in common huh" you smiled, eyes never looking up at him. "Konig, is it okay if I ask, how did you get this?" you finally looked up. Doe, innocent tired eyes of yours. Gosh you were going to be the death of this man. He chuckled. "what?" you innocently asked, "its König"

and for 15 minutes he taught you how to say his name, his excuse was easy, his reason wasn't so innocent. When he had left the infirmary, he kept thinking of how your lips moved when you would say his name. He soon felt his pants getting tighter, god was he in for a good one.

He did what he knew best, he headed to his room and jerked off, the only image that helped him was you, how your tits would bounce as you rode him. Your sweet lips moaning his name, his hand became a mess, but he continued, he whined, whimpered and moaned your name. "Can't take any more mommy,,,,please r/n...." his whimpers filling the empty room. He cummed twice. It would've been more, but someone knocked on his door.

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And for 5 years his routine was the same. Talk to you, hear you say his name, and eventually touch himself. Even when you all had a holiday and went separate ways, this man would always touch himself because of you.

He had grown protective of you, always near you, he would get hurt just so you could touch him. Your soft and warm hands on him. Looking up at smiling, your height difference was very noticeable. He a 2.08m (6'10'') soldier and a 1.67m(5'6'') medic. He never knew he had kinks, until you. He wanted to try everything in the book with you.

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You and him became close friends after that first encounter. Everyone always joked around and called you his girl. "König, your girl needs help." "where's your boy toy r/n" Roze, always teased. Knowing you also hid a secret only she knew. "Oh, there he goes. Better go fetch your giant." gosh did she annoy you with that.

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Once you had all reached your entry points, the fight begun. He had become a monster the moment the bullets when flying your way. "Liebling, are you hurt?" his eyes never leaving his scope. "no, you?" "m'fine." he answered.

After hours of this man running and watching you go around hoping your other teammates, he ran exhausted. You were standing still when a bullet flew past you. He pulled you down and held you close to him. His body warm, his chest rising and falling too quickly. "Liebling?" "m'fine" adrenaline making it's way through you.

13 Hours on the field, and 2 hours on a helicopter. That was the only time he hadn't thought of your naked body on his.

And after much work you all reached base, everyone voted to debrief in the morning. But you had to treat wounds, while finishing on Horangi, König walked in. "got time for one more?" you turned to him, "always" you smiled. Kim, soon left the room and back to his, to rest.

"So where are you hurt?" "right here" he pointed to his thighs. "alright, I'm going to ask you to take you pants off" you laughed at this. "what s'funny?" "Haven't even taken you out on a date and nd I'm already asking tough questions" you answered. He chuckled, you blushed.

"kiss me then" he quickly let out, your eyes looked at his.

"You'll kiss me back right? don't want to be doing all the dirty work" you joked around.

"yes."

He held you by your sides. "I need you to kiss me r/n." this time he whispered. But you froze, was this a joke? a cruel prank from roze?

Before you said anything his hand landed on the back of your head, your lips soon intertwined. He never, not once let go. Soon the once decent kiss turned sloppy then lust took over. You started to feel your nipples get hard. "König," you softly moaned as his mouth trailed to your neck. "yes," he answered not stopping once. "I need you to touch me."

His eyes looking up at you. Your pupils dilated as his eyes gave away his smile. His hands slowly traveled to your shirt, he unclipped your bra and threw it aside. His hands lifted your shirt and he soon cupped your breasts. He licked, bit and kissed them. He lifts his masks just enough for you to see his tongue piercing. By then your panties were soaked. He soon unzipped your pants, his hands making way down to your sweet cunt.

You moaned. He kissed his way down to your soaked panties. "Ready?"

This had escalated soon, you thought. But was is life if not fun?

He soon removed your pants, leaving you all exposed to his eyes. "I have been dreaming about this" he raspy voice against your skin. You spotted his growing erection. His tongue swirled around you. He sucked and bit the sensitive parts, that had been sending you over the edge. "Fuck,,fuck, yes, please don't stop." your please feeding this mans ego. "What is that schatz?"

"don't stop König!" your moans taking over.

one finger turned to two. His hands bringing you waves of pleasure. soon you felt a forming in your stomach. You back arched, you were so close to your climax when he suddenly stopped. You immediately opened your eyes.

"not going to let you cum until I do" he said as he removed his clothes. "Fuck" you whispered as you watched him undress him self. You started playing with yourself. He soon removed your hands "I touch you" his eyes staring at yours. You nodded.

He fingers you and every time you are close, he stops and kisses you.

"ready for me?" he asks. You nod. "I need words" he demands. "Yes"

He slowly watched you as he made his way inside you. Your eyes rolled back, mouth open spitting moans. "oh god" you moaned. He was so big. Thicker than you'd expect him to be. You knew he had to be big, considering his height, but not this thick.

"its not god who has you feeling this way liebling" he said as his thrusts started to become a little deeper. "oh König, yes, please go faster!" you begged and moaned.

"you sure?" he asked not wanting his size to hurt you. "Please" you barely answered. He thrusted and moaned as his member parted your legs over and over.

This time you were close, you gripped on the sheets and arched your back. "Come for me" he finally gave you permission. And you came on him. His member dripping with your juices. "Fuck!" you exclaimed. "thats it schatz, good girl." he caressed your face, he thrust becoming sloppier. You grabbed his hand and placed it on your mouth, sucking on his thumb. Then you placed it on your neck. Moaning and he went deeper, you felt he was soon about to release his cum in you.

But he pulled out, "on your knees" you obeyed. "open your mouth for me ja?" you nodded, your eyes looking at his, you mouth wide open. He smacked his member on your tongue. Then when you least expected it, he placed himself inside your mouth. His hangs buried deep in your head. He guided you and you took him in, what couldn't fit in your mouth was placed in your hands.

He soon came, making you choke as the liquid dripped from your mouth to your chin, then your breast. He whimpered as he exited your mouth. Once you swallowed some of his ✨juices ✨, he made you stand up. "let me kiss you again, ja?" You nod, your face dripping some of him.

A/n: thank you for being patient anon!

[princessisfinethx]

Here is my hoard

Works compiled:

RecomMiles x FemReader

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5

Invisible Man x FemReader

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

König x FemReader

Part 1 Part 2

Baby Fever König

<3𝐻𝑒𝓇𝑒<3 <3Part Two<3

Vampire!König x Human!Reader

Part 1 Part 2

Oneshots:

Monster!König x Vet!Reader: Pt.1 , Pt.2 , Pt. 3, Pt. 4

Let me know if the links are too small to click, I checked to make sure they all worked though! Don't be afraid to like and comment! I love y'alls feedback<3 (The colors don't mean anything.)

[spicythistlesatdawn]

Please don't come for my throat I've been on a COD kick and it's BAD. ANYWAY Have some good ol' MDNI cuz this is an 18+ account also this is like the first thing I've like written on here? If anyone who's actually used tumblr longer than me can give me some pointers please

CW: uhhhh insanity? Obsession? Maybe some sexy time.(lie)

König x !femreader

Poor Shatz. Sitting curled up on your sofa in your soft clothes. Hair pulled back and nose buried in your book. You weren't aware of the danger lurking in your own home. Had never even heard the back opening. So content in your ignorance as the large hooded man creeper closer. Watching you, admiring you. Such beautiful skin that was barely covered by that soft shirt that was much too big for your petite frame. Well petite by König's standards.

So pretty were you as you flipped the page and grabbed another chocolate from the bowl you'd put your snacks in. Licking his lips he leaned over the couch and snatched the chocolate from your very fingers!

"König!" You shrieked, glaring at your husband. Pursing your lips, you tried to smother your smile. "You were supposed to call."

"Ah, I am sorry, Leibling, but I vanted to surprise you," He rumbled. Popping the chocolate into his mouth, he leaned in and kissed you, sharing the very chocolate he'd stolen from you.

[konaanaria13]

König x femreader

Warnings: explicit sex, smut, blowjob (male reciving), talking in german. Zero protection (plz use protection)

MINORS DNI

I tap my finger on the dashboard while I watch him take his shirt of revealing the nasty wound.

"Does not look that good?" König looked at me through his mask while I stepped forward seeing the cut go up from his chest to his lower neck.

"No it does not..." I mutter as Get some utensils to clean it up.

"Can you lift that mask up so it isn't rubbing into the wound please?" I ask expecting him to lift the fabric a little but he simply takes it off completely leaving me to stare at him for a while.

"You didn't have to take it off-" I mutter as I examine his face.

"If it pleases you I can put it back on-?"

"No no! This is perfectly fine" I step forward.

"I'm sorry I was just caught of guard"

"Oh that's not good! You can get hurt if your not on guard!" He says his lips pulling into a smile.

"Hurt? Are you hurt? Does it still hurt?" I point to the wound remembering why I was here, I take the wet napkin and start to clean it.

"Oh yes a lot! " König smile's and then winces when my fingers touch his skin.

"Sorry, I'm not an actual nurse you know... but they said you guys needed help so..." I try to clean the wound carefully all the way up only sometimes hearing König let out a groan or see his hand grab the table in pain but nothing more.

"Why are you so quiet?" I ask as I pour some alcohol on a cloth applying it on the wound next he winces again and I let my hand fall on his for support.

"I don't want to scare you" He says in a groan and I smile as I continue to let the wound sit in the alcohol.

"Its alright, I've heard worse, its not that deep of a wound so it should be healed in about two weeks..."

"Oh... I have a mission on the weekend could i get some schmerz- painkillers" I looked up to him.

"I don't think its a good idea to give you heavy drugs... can't you sit out this weekend?" I ask watching as some of the dirt flashes out of the wound.

"I cannot just sit out." I bite my lip as His hand grip the table again his body moving positions

"I'm sorry but you need to stop moving" I look up to see him watching me while I try to calm him down again.

"Just give me some painkillers please" He asks and I shake my head again.

"No, I don't want any of you on drugs. I know it hurts but you can just hold onto me and-" he chuckled while I put my hand in my lap breathing through while

"You want me to break you hand then?"

"I have to sew it shut right now... I cannot give you pain killers with out feeling bad for it later. So how about you just let lose I don't care if you scream or grip my hand and break it but I'm heavily against drug usage so." He stares at me I stare back.

"You don't have any painkillers." He states and I press my lips in a thin line.

"They told me not to tell anybody after I told them... they told me they we're some but I searched everything " I smile weakly and he groans. I take the pre peppered needle and wait for his signal to start.

"Fuck" I start to sew it shut his breath got heavier and his head lowered but still he didn't let out more than a groan occasionally.

The table had marks. When I was done with the wound and i had put bondage on it König came down from the table it had marks on it.

"You can come in tomorrow so I can check it up and change the bondage or i can give them to you and you can do it yourself"

"It's alright I'll come by after training-"

"You can't train. Doctors orders" now that he was standing he was about three head's taller then me and i got visibly scared.

"Oh.. alright... Ich- Dankeschön" He gave me a nice smile turning to take his clothes.

"What?"

"It it means Thank you- in German I'm sorry I sometimes forget... " He muttered and I smile.

"Alright you can start training the day after tomorrow... and you can go to the mission but after wards see me immediately." He stares at me before pulling the mask over his face again.

"Yes. Dankeschön"

"Dankeschön" I reply repeating the word terrible and he lets out a heartful laughter.

The next day he set back on the Table at noon.

"Hello"

"Hallo" he waved his hand his eyes squinting up indicating a smile.

"Does it hurt a lot?" I ask and I lift his shirt up with my fingers, he flinches before quickly taking it off.

"Sorry, ahm, " I stare longer at his eyes until his takes his mask off again, I cant help but smile.

"You look better with out it on "I mutter and he laughs.

"Most people say I look 'scary' " I smile as I start to take his bondage off.

"Alright it already started healing so-" I look down his body seeing all the other scars, I trace my finger over one of them.

"They don't hurt" he informs me and I nod, shivers run down my spine.

"Good, they look nasty" I mutter taking some meltalon to clean it up around the edges.

"Sorry if it hurts" I say when I trace my bare fingers up to the sides making sure not to apply pressure.

"Aren't you suppose to wear gloves for this?" He asks and I smile.

"I made sure to clean them if that's what your worried about" I say and he smiles.

"No, your fingers are just kalt" he says and I smile.

"You mean cold? I'm sorry I can put gloves on as soon as I find some this place is terrible for work" I say and he shakes his head.

"No its alright ich mag es"

"You know I don't speak German right?" I say and he smiles.

"Ja" he replies and I roll my eyes.

After I cleaned the wound I put new bondage on and he lets out a whimper when i press down to hard.

"I'm sorry-" I take me hands of but he quickly grabs my hand placing it back down.

"Your good" he interrupts and I continue

As before only that now his hand is holding onto my wrist.

"The pain should be gone in a week or less if you keep treating it right. I don't want you to train today, you can tomorrow so the day before your mission, afterwards no more training for three days minimum got it?" I say and he nods smiling

"How do I say good boy in German?" I ask and he stared at me.

"Hübscher junge" he says and I laugh.

"Hubshe unge?" I repeat and he laughs.

After about 5 minutes of repeating the same two words I got them down and he smiles gently when I repeatedly say it to him.

"Your voice sounds better in German"  He says and I lean forward finishing the bondage noticing that his hand was still on mine.

"Dankeshon" I say and he laughs again.

"Schön with an ö" he says and I repeat the vowel.

"Wunderschön" He says and I raise my eyebrow.

"What does that mean?" I ask and he smiles.

"Its like wonderfully beautiful in one word" He says and i smile at him.

"Why thank you" I lean up smiling into his face and he leans down.

"Still nothing for the pain?"

"Even if I did you can't train"

"I didn't say I wanted to train?"

"I can hear your thoughts" I say and he looks surprised.

"So your a which?"

"Witch" I correct him and he smiles.

"Hast mich verhext?" I raise my eyebrow.

"Stop speaking when I can't understand you?" I ask and he smiles.

"Verlieb mich fast" He mutters and I laugh again.

"Alright you can rest some more here if you like, I don't have a bad so... best to go to your cabin i think we're done tonight" He shuffles my hand falling back into my lap empty.

"I'll stay a bit, what are you doing?" He asks when I start cleaning everything up.

"Cleaning?"

"Can I help?"

"Oh no its alright I'll be done in a second, do you want some tea?"

"Do you have Coffee?"

"I do I'll get a cup ready" After I get done cleaning i make a cup of tea and a cup of coffee sitting in front of him as I give him his cup.

"Does it really hurt a lot?" I ask and he smiles.

"Not as much when I'm distracted" he says and I smile back.

"Good that I'm here then." I mutter and he falters.

"You are distracting?" he says and I smile

"I can leave you if you want? "I ask and he shakes his head.

"Your a good distraction." He says and I nod.

"Just tell me what you need as long as your not in pain I'm happy to help?"

"Good, good" He Stares into the distance thinking slowly sipping at his coffee.

"Do you have a boyfriend?" He asks and I choke on my tea.

"Ah no- well I'm not sure he kinda broke off contact before I left- said he didn't want to do long distance." I say and swallow the tea not daring to look him in the eyes.

"What's his name?" König asks and I look up for a second. I look back down seeing how his eyes darted me out.

"Ahm Charlie Benson"

"Hm... so your- how do they say? Single?" He asks and I nod slightly.

"What about you? Pretty lady waiting for you back home?"

"No." Was all he answered he had leaned down, resting his elbow's on his knees so we we're about the same height.

"Never had one" he says firmly

"Your a virgin?" I ask amused and he grins.

"No!" He says to his defence and finally his checks catch a colour.

"Ich- I didn't say that! I was just saying-" He stared at me sitting straight up so i have to look up to see him again, he's visibly confused and

"Prove it." I ask and he stares at me. It's about a split second before his hand's grab mine and pull me into his lap his lip's pressing rough kisses on mine and his hand's running up and down my body.

I take my top of as he unclasps my bra and I carefully place my hand's around his neck so im not hurting him, my mouth parts letting his tongue take over and his hand wrap around my throat pulling me closer.

My hand tangle in his hair now and I grind myself down on his lap feeling him grow under me.

"König?" I mutter a whimper escaping my lips as he lifts my chin kissing my jaw line and sucking on my neck.

"Ja?" His voice was heated and and I felt his teeth biting into my skin.

"How do I say fuck me in German?" I moan out and with a sudden and careful motion he lifts my body up kissing down my chest a hand griping my breast.

"Your killing me" he muttered and his hand's pulled my pants down while I dropped my hands down opening his belt,

"Scheiße-" I let my hand go down staying for a split second when I feel him in pure shock, he was massive and when I took him out he didn't even give me time to look down as he was just devouring my neck.

"König slow down- ah " he bit my neck again and I moan as his hands grip my ass and I rub myself against his hard dick moaning.

"You'll hurt yourself please I'll do it just slow down" he looks up and finally breathes through, I push him back on the table and make sure his wound hasn't ripped up before going back to moving my body.

"Just relax, lay down, no worries the table has held more" I mutter as he does as told I run my hand's over the clean state of his chest and body, I traced my finger over his scar's and grind myself down on his dick which was

Waiting at my entrance already soaked.

"Heilige-" He rested his hands on my hip's guiding me, i leaned down pressing a kiss down on his lower neck lifting my body and and sitting up when i feel him enter me, He groans while i cover my mouth a small whimper is all to hear, it takes about five minutes until he is inside off me completely and I breath through.

"Holy fuck" I mutter resting my hand's on his stomach.

"You feel so good" he mutter's and I smile as I start to move my hip's, slowly up and down,

"Fuck please-" I moan as he help's me up my movement getting faster slowly and my fingers trembling less, every time I fall down on him he hits me exactly where it hurts and after a while my moans we're to fast to finish the next one, i held my hand over my mouth as tears forms in my eyes and burning pleasure went through my body, His groans we're visibly heard and sometimes when I got him deep enough his lip's escaped a small whimper which making me crazy.

I let out a muffled scream and his hand came up to my mouth and i leaned down so he would have better reach while he simply slid two of his fingers into my mouth.

"Don't be afraid to bite down schatz" He muttered and i swallow, his second hand rested on my hip and I felt his fingers draw hearts on my back and my body rising in tension as I came close to cumming.

König let out another whimper as I came around his dick riding my high out with another muffled scream.

"Fuck you feel amazing" I lift myself off him and he scoffs but before he can complain about me leaving I get down on the floor taking him in my mouth with a second of hesitation.

"Mutter gottes-" He was the one to cover his mouth now and I smiled as I heard an actual moan from his mouth. I moved my head up and down as he set up and I got fully down on my knees. His hand's wrapped around my hair pulling them back so they wouldn't fall into my face and his head fell back as he let out hot breath's.

"Langsam" he muttered and he moved my head slower, I felt him in my throat and almost chocked but he was faster to pull me back up.

He looked at me for a while with a small smile, I felt the salvia drip down my chin onto my boobs and i let my tongue hand out breathing through before he let me go back at him.

"I'm close just- bleib- ah- scheiße-" I knew what he wanted so i swallowed my salvia and let his dick sit down my throat feeling him cum after about five second with a muffled moan.

He stared at me again with a soft smile pulling me up and pressing a kiss onto my lips.

"You'll hurt yourself be careful" I mutter when he pulls me back into him my hand almost touching his wound.

"So egal" He says back and I shove him slightly so He stop's to look at me.

"Speak English." I say and he chuckles .

"I couldn't care less if I get hurt right now" He translates and I scoff.

"Yeah you don't but its kinda my job so" I let my hand on the bondage and he shut's his eyes.

-K<3

[princessisfinethx]

König x FemReader...?

(I wanted to put that image of him sitting on top of that other guy with a knife on the side of his head, but I don't know if I'm allowed??Cause like the whole horse is there👀)

Warnings: Canon-typical violence, mentions of r*pe and t*rture (but not acted upon)

I put the translated words at the very end. I'm sorry if the German is rough, i was using Bing... arrest me.

⁘Enjoy!⁘

This is how you were going to die. At least it was dignified. You fought the whole time and, well you tried. That's how your teammates will see it hopefully.

Of course, when you're (average? sized female) going against a fucking beast of a man it didn't really seem fair. But this was war and those were the consequences. Death

You were pressed against the ground, trapped between the thighs of an absolute unit of a man. Your arms keeping his hand holding the hunting knife suspended in the air above your throat. You swallowed harshly once or twice, wishing you could have been given a quicker death. Staring at the eyes above you, you wanted to cry at this sight. He looked like the Boogeyman.

A sniper's hood shielded all his facial features except for his eyes. You wished he wore shades because his piercing blue eyes were petrifying.

"Hör auf zu kämpfen! Sie haben verloren!" His other hand grabs your wrist and holds it above your head. You bite your lip as his knife slowly started sinking into the tender spot between your collar bone and your neck. Tears filled your eyes and you let out a pained scream-

⩤Let's rewind to about five minutes ago.⩤

Gun fire alerts your senses, and you look at your watch. They arrived earlier than expected. You groan and wait for someone to radio you the signal to get out of the building. Making sure your gun was off safety, you checked your small surroundings. You were in an empty room on the third floor of an abandoned (but stable) building. You were the backup, watching the roof tops of the other buildings for incase enemy squads tried to take the surprise from above.

They did not.

You had been watching the grounds for the past 20 minutes. Word was that the men you were looking out for would be arriving at this town about 45 minutes before you arrived. Not on schedule but you knew your team would make do.

Your radio hisses against your shoulder and you're quick to press against the button. "Status?"

"-Must have gotten word, there's too many. We're retreating. Meet at-" A few gunshots and then heavy breathing on the coms. "-------osed areas! Chop----there in 10-" more gunshots, more static. You curse and hope to shit that they're okay. Getting up you began running down the stairs. You reach the second floor and pause. There's a smoke bomb hissing the last of its continents into the hallway and you press yourself against the wall. Pulling down your cloth mask to cover your head and face, you begin to walk with caution.

Your grip was tight over the gun in your hands. You stopped before reaching the wall of smoke. You really didn't want to go in.

As childish as it seemed, you knew that whatever was waiting for you in this smoke knew you were here. Or this could have been an accidental smoke bomb set off by your own team.

You doubted it. 

You narrow your eyes and slowly make your way through. Light from the windows helped to navigate your way forward. A noise beside you however made you pause. You’d be lying if you said you didn’t feel like an eight year old creeping through a dark house. Utterly terrified. Raising your gun, you carefully looked around. You made a slow circle around you but saw nothing. The smoke didn’t help. You were sure you were in the clear until a large form grabs your gun and kicks you in the chest. You gasped for air as you stumbled backwards and fell right back out of the smoke. 

You look up in time to watch the chamber of your gun being thrown in front of you, then the gun itself being thrown against the wall and falling into two pieces. Then like a scene from a chilling horror story, it emerges from the smoke. 

A man you’ve yet to know, König. 

As of right now, he is the stuff nightmares seem to be made of. Quite possibly the Boogeyman. He glares down at you through the eyeholes of his hood. You’re still on the ground but you were scrambling away. 

“Wirst du rennen oder kämpfen?” He spoke while stepping closer. His right hand unsheathes a large hunter’s knife from his belt and he twirls it carefully. 

This man was looking for a knife fight. You were looking to live another day. So you got up to your feet and began running back down the hallway. He disassembled your gun and all you had left on you was a swiss army knife and a small pocketknife. You were usually more prepared for this; your other two guns were left in the truck you arrived on. And you forgot them but didn’t tell your Lieutenant. You thought one gun and five clips of bullets were enough. 

You’re a dumbass and you’re going to die. 

The big man yelled something else in German behind you but you didn’t even look back. However, the rumbling crash of footsteps running did. He was gaining on you quickly. You curse to yourself and ready your puny pocketknife. It always felt like a good self-defense tool, but not paired against that.  He eventually caught up to you as you reached the stairs and grabbed you by the back of your vest. You turn with all your strength and jab the pocketknife into his triceps twice. He yelped in pain and let go, trying to kick you again. You rolled out of his way and jab your knife deep into his thigh before turning and running upstairs. 

“Du abscheuliches Geschöpf!” He yelled but of course you didn’t know what the hell he was saying. You made it to the third floor and ran to the first window. You swallowed harshly at the height of the building across from you. You just needed to jump. 1…2…3…You groan in frustration and grip the window ledge. You couldn’t. But you have to. The sound of a nearby explosion caught your attention and you looked up. A helicopter had been shot down, and it was heading for you. You step back and feel a body behind you. Looking up you see the man looking at the chopper coming down as well. You quickly tackle him down and feel both of you hit the stairs. He had enough sense to grab the railing so both of you didn’t tumble down the steps. 

The helicopter crashes into the side of the building, a few bricks and metal parts fly past the both of you but there wasn’t any serious damage to the structure of the building. Dust had filled the clearing but you didn’t let the shock of what happened hold you there. A hand was gripping your shoulders, keeping you pressed against his chest. Only partially grateful, you were quick to weasel your way out of his hold. Running towards the new opening in the wall, you had a bigger opening to jump across. So you ran and lept-

Only to be caught by the back of the vest and slammed down back onto the floor of the building you were trying to escape. This was the second time the wind had been knocked out of you. This guy just didn’t quit! He was breathing heavily as well, stalking toward you. You narrowed your eyes at him and tried to crawl away like before. This time he was on you, straddling your chest and readying his knife. “Danke, dass du mich gerettet hast.” His words were breathy as he showed you the knife he held above your eyes. “Aber es ist an der Zeit, dieses Spiel zu beenden.” Then his hand came down, almost slicing your neck but your arm held his hand back. 

You stare up at him, biting your lip so you don't make any noise. You were struggling, and were sure that he could have easily overpowered you. You thought adrenaline was on your side. You didn’t want to die. 

However…

This is how you were going to die.

⩥And here we are, where we left off.⩥

"Hör auf zu kämpfen! Sie haben verloren!" His other hand grabs your wrist and holds it above your head. You bite your lip as his knife slowly started sinking into the tender spot between your collar bone and your neck. Tears filled your eyes and you let out a pained scream.

The knife pulled away from your skin and you gasped. Opening your eyes, you could see the man above you glare down at you. Was he waiting for something? He was hesitant now, it seemed. His knife reaches down and tugs the edge of your mask, pulling it up skillfully without cutting your face. You closed your eyes as the fabric peels away from your face. The fabric bunched on your forehead, and you opened your eyes.

The man was staring at your facial features, his knife trailing down the side of your tear-stained cheek. The blade of the knife stops at your lips and he makes a scoffing sound. He sat straight up while still looking at you. "Du bist nur eine junge frau?" It looked like he was smiling, and you felt your heart sink.

You know what could happen to women in war. Especially if they're taken as prisoners or interrogated. Rape was one of the lighter punishments. That's what you were told at one of the meetings about a month ago. They had listed and shown pictures of the many colorful torture experiments used on women. You and a few other soldiers in the room were told, that if you had to choose between getting captured or dying; choose the latter. Harsh words, but it came from a woman who looked pained to even say it.

You didn't know what sick activities he was imagining but you were going to have none of it.

You shook your head and grabbed his hand that held the knife. You pull it back to your throat and shakily speak. "Don't. Just kill me. Kill me!" The man above you had complete control over the knife as he watched you carefully. "You probably don't understand me, but you can understand this." You yanked the hand closer, but it never got close to your throat.

He tilted his head, then leaned down and pressed the knife to your throat again. You swallowed and closed your eyes, letting a few tears slip down the side of your face. This was it. Maybe he had enough mercy to spare you of whatever torture treatment awaited you.

A dark chuckle told you otherwise.

Your eyes slowly peer open and see the man putting his knife away. "No!" You spoke up but he was already hauling you up to your feet. You tried pulling away but his grip was like an anaconda coiled around its prey. "No no no! Not like this please!" He sighed at your wailing and grabbed your face between his thumb and two fingers. You stare up at him with wide pleading eyes.

He took his knife back out but flipped it upside down. He turns your head the other way and you felt the blunt end of the knife handle hit the back of your skull. You knocked out, falling against the larger man as he picked you up and held you over his shoulder. Without another word, he began retreating back downstairs.

⁘Translations⁘

Hör auf zu kämpfen! Sie haben verloren! - Stop fighting! You've lost!

Wirst du rennen oder kämpfen? - Are you going to run or fight?

Du abscheuliches Geschöpf! - You abominable creature!

Danke, dass du mich gerettet hast. Aber es ist an der Zeit, dieses Spiel zu beenden. - Thank you for saving me. But it's time to end this game.

Du bist nur eine junge frau? - You're just a young woman?