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paint-the-walls-white · 8 months ago

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I don't share

Pairing: Possessive!König x Fem!Reader

Summary: König doesn't like sharing you, which is exactly why you had been married for almost ten years and none of his comrades knew about you. At least, not until he drunkenly spilled the beans and you showed up the next day with a box of cookies..

Warnings: Bondage! MDom! Doggy! CreamPie! OverStim! Oral(M2F)!

König was very secretive of his personal life on account of his social anxiety. He had been transfered to Task Force 141 for a while and had made pretty good friends with them, but of course, one night TF141 was making fun of him while drinking and in his own drunken haze he blurted out something that didn't go unnoticed,

"If you keep making fun of my wife, I'll kill you. Oh wait, that sounded like a joke; I will actually kill you."

He was very protective and possessive of you, which you didn't mind in the slightest. But he had accidently revealed that he had a wife, and everyone kept pestering him about it.

"I bet she's a strong lass aye? Big as an Ox! Only person that makes sense fer a mountain" Soaps slurred comment made him scoff as König kept sipping on his vodka, aggravated and embarrassed.

"What she do fer a living König? She a construction worker or somethin?"

König looked at Gaz with bewilderment. "A construction worker? where the hell did you get that? Gott.. Nein she's a baker."

Even Ghost was muttering how she probably had massive arms to carry 8 trays at once of protein bars. König kept to himself the rest of the night before returning home to you.

"Hi mein Liebe, I'm home." He pressed a kiss on your forehead, stripping off his tactical vest and mask then kicking off his boots.

"How was your night with the boys? Was it fun?"

He lied down on top of you, burying his face in your chest, crushing your small frame as he huffed annoyed.

"Kept making fun of you...Arschlöcher.. kept sayin you were a big burly lady.."

You snorted, running your fingers through his hair. You told him to ignore them because they didn't know what they were talking about, they were just trying to get a rise out of him.

He sighed, content in your arms as he fell into a drunken sleep on top of you, the crushing pressure more than welcomed.

The next day you decided to surprise König on base with a little gift. The guards of course did not believe that you were his wife so you pulled out the marriage certificate and your spouse ID card to shove it in their face. They were gob smacked as they discovered he had a wife and informed you he was currently at the cantina.

You were directed where to go, a box of chocolate chip cookies in had as you made your way there. Once inside, the place gradually got quiet as you made your way over to your husband giddy as his back faced you.

König was currently berating his friends about making fun of you again until he noticed that they weren't even paying attention, they were looking behind him.

He turned, and there you were, barely meeting his eye level while he was sitting, a box of cookies in hand adorned in a pleated pink skirt and a white tank top with a knit sweater and chunky white heels.

"Surprise! I brought you cookies Liebe!"

The horror that flooded his gaze was unmatched. He quickly wrapped around you to hide you from onlookers, glaring in their direction.

"Mein Liebe, what are you doing here? You are for my eyes only!"

You pouted into him, pushing off of his chest, "I wanted to surprise you," His eyes softened and he huffed, turning to glare at the men at the table who were still gaping in your direction.

"Thas your wife König? The lass is like half your size!" Soap stared on in horror, you could tell what he was thinking about so you hid in his shirt.

"Let's go." He stood, throwing you over his shoulder and flattening your skirt over your ass. Your face was red as you tried to keep the box from being crushed, and you just stared down, completely embarrassed.

"König put me down!" You kicked your legs, trying to fight him off, but he just smacked your ass and carried you out of the cantina, everyone completely silent.

"What the hell just happened." Ghost shrugged at Soaps comment and just kept eating silently.

König had carried you all the way to his quarters, gently placing you on the bed. The blood had rushed to your head so you were bright red.

He knelt, taking off your shoes and rubbing at your sore feet.

"Why did you think this was a good idea mein Liebe? Hmm?"

"I just wanted to bring you a treat.. I thought you'd like seeing me here.."

König sighed, kissing your shin before he looked up at you with his piercing gaze.

"Lamm, I can't keep my eyes off of you, which means neither can other men. I'm the only one that gets to look at you. Du bist mein."

You huffed and averted your gaze, cheeks a bright pink as you handed him a cookie.

"Still, you didn't have to make a scene.." He simply chuckled and stood.

"I know you like it when I toss you around Liebling, you cant fool me. I know you loved the attention."

He caged you in on the bed, prompting you to lie on your back, legs hanging off the edge. You pulled up his mask to reveal his mouth and pressed your lips to his. König groaned softly, slanting his lips against yours, intensifying the kiss.

You moaned and panted into his mouth, whimpering at the flavor of his tongue against yours. He ran a hand up your thigh, squeezing your soft skin in his calloused hands.

He pulled away to attack your neck, sucking and biting at the exposed skin

"K-König.. what if someone sees-!"

"Don't care.. they need to know who you belong to... Du bist mein..."

You squirmed underneath him, far too excited at the attention he was giving you, especially when he slipped a finger under your panties and rubbed at your sloppy folds.

"Scheiße.. du bist so wet for me Liebe.."

You watched with dazed eyes as he slid off the bed onto his knees, dragging you to the edge of the bed where he ripped off your underwear and started sucking on your clit. You immediately grabbed at the fabric of his mask and threw your head back, arching into his mouth as you moaned loudly.

König quickly sunk two fingers into your wet cunt, rubbing at your sensitive walls as he fucked you with his hand. You met his gaze and whimpered as he continued eating you out like a starved man. He moaned against your pussy as you came on his hands and face, plenty of slick being absorbed into the fabric hiding his face.

A soft whine escaped as he cleaned up your mess with his tongue, savoring every drop of your arousal. He stood, sucking his fingers clean as he stared down at your spent form lying limply on the bed.

"Braves Mädchen.."

You lied there, staring at him as you tried to grasp a single thought after that mind blowing orgasm, but you just blushed when you noticed his dick straining against his pants.

"What is it Liebling? You want more? Dirty little slag..."

Gnawing on your lip, you nodded, completely drunk on his attention. The sound of his belt being unbuckled and shucked from his pants immediately made you throb for him.

He bound your wrists with the belt, flipping you on your stomach so you were bent over the side of the bed. You had to stand on your toes, causing your legs to shake at the stretch.

"König.. Please.." He chuckled at your desperate plea as he forced your knees back onto the bed so your hips met his. He rubbed the head of his cock along your slick folds, teasing you by swiping over your clit.

You whined, burying your face further into the mattress as the friction of the blanket rubbed against your knees. König sunk the head of his cock into you, eliciting a pitiful moan as he stretched you wide, this fat cock stuffing into you inch by inch.

He groaned softly at the friction, praising you for taking him so well, "It's like you were made for me Mein Liebe, wrapped so fucking tight around me... Scheiße.."

He slowly pulled out then sunk back in, reveling in the feel of your gummy cunt wrapping tight around his meaty shaft. You whined, pressing against him to meet each thrust, tears staining the mattress as you took his cock.

König nearly growled every time you sucked him back in, head thrown back as he pulled your hips against his.

"I don't share Liebling.. You're all mine.. Only I get to see you.. get to fuck you... Scheiße.."

He moaned as you tightly squeezed around him, creaming on his dick. He watched as a ring of white collected at the base of his cock, stuffing it all the way in before spurting thick ropes of cum into your cunt.

He pulled out slowly, his cum leaking down your thighs as you whimpered at the empty feeling. He gently undid the belt around your wrists and pressed a kiss to your forehead through his mask.

"Stay there Liebling, Ill clean you up.."

König stepped away to get a washcloth soaked in warm water, gently cleaning off the arousal that had covered your legs and folds, placing a gently kiss on your ass and putting your underwear, socks and shoes back on for you.

"Now let's get you out of here, I don't need anyone else looking at my beauty.." you just nodded slowly and tried to rise on shaky legs. Clinging to his arm, he walked you back to your car, many onlookers staring in shock and utter horror.

He raised his mask above his nose and pressed a soft kiss to your lips before letting you leave. When you started the car, window still rolled down, he listened intently to the radio, realizing you were listening to his playlist.

Rein, Raus

Rein, Raus..

You flushed, turning down the radio and meekly met his gaze, "I like that song.. Reminds me of you.."

His piercing blue eyes told you all you needed to know. When he got home, you wouldn't be going anywhere for a while.

Because he was going to make sure you couldn't walk.

#smut #bde #konig smut #konig x reader #konig cod

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bluelockmaniac · 6 months ago

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꒰ WILL YOU MARRY ME? ꒱₊ ⊹

▯ synopsis. how bllk boys propose to you ★ ft. sae, rin, kaiser, nagi x fem!reader

YOU CHOOSE WHETHER OR NOT YOU ACCEPT THEIR PROPOSAL !

itoshi sae. private, no words, & silent romance.

sae taking you out on late-night, fancy dinner dates was a regular occurrence. what was unusual tonight, however, was the way his sharp gaze lingered keenly on your every movement as you slid on your thigh-high stockings.

the mattress dips next to you, and you glance up innocently to see your boyfriend, dressed in a simple yet elegant beige suit. he appeared as calm and composed as ever, yet there was something unfamiliar about his approach that you couldn't quite pinpoint.

to your surprise, he takes your hand, caressing it gently with his thumb before sliding an intricate diamond ring onto your ring finger. your breath hitches as he lifts your hand to his lips, pressing a soft kiss on your knuckles. he peers up at you through his thick lashes, lacing his fingers through yours, chuckling softly at the sight of your ridiculously wide eyes.

but you feel something else, this time resting in your other hand's palm. two tickets to spain.

PROPOSAL: ACCEPTED or REJECTED?

itoshi rin. also private, but awkward.

it had been an entire hour since rin had asked you to leave your shared bedroom. you had complied without question, assuming that perhaps he needed time to analyze a football game to prepare for an upcoming match, and you perfectly understood how important his career was to him.

suddenly, you heard your boyfriend's peculiar, startling voice calling out to you from the room. you immediately turned off your television, dashing to the sound of his urgent words. you burst open through the door, only to abruptly collide into his firm chest. your hand flew to your face to rub your nose in pain, but you quickly noticed the slight quivering of his fingers as he shut the door behind you.

his eyes take you in with uncharacteristic nervousness, before strangely glancing away as his hand digs into his suit pocket . . . suit?

your mouth hangs open in shock as he fishes out a velvety crimson ring box. however, much to his dismay, his attempt at trying to open the small, lavish box fell short of his expectations as it slipped from his restless grip and hit the ground with a soft thud.

"fuck," he curses under his breath.

the white-gold tapered ring spun in its place momentarily, before coming to a rest in front of you.

PROPOSAL: ACCEPTED or REJECTED?

michael kaiser. semi-public, romantic.

you thought you would never catch kaiser dropping down on one knee to slip a pretty ring onto your finger. and you were right— you wouldn't.

a pair of cerulean eyes were glued to you as you gave your order to the waitress. their owner swirled his glass of champagne, a subtle, persistent smirk resting on his lips. you felt him brazenly intertwine his fingers with yours, gently rubbing your knuckles as you made an effort to quietly ignore his gesture.

kaiser took this opportunity, while your attention was on the waitress, to deftly maneuver a three-stone rose quartz ring onto your finger. you hadn’t even noticed the cold touch of the metal band around your skin, assuming it was just his cool fingertips.

as the waitress left, you glanced back at kaiser and furrowed your brows in embarrassment when you realized he had been staring at you intently this entire time. “what? is there something on my face?" you asked, tilting your head to the side.

he grins, setting his glass on the table before pulling out a red rose and tossing it to where you hand lay. “no, meine liebe,” he teased, pointing to your hand, “but there certainly is something on your finger.”

curious, you glanced down and almost immediately, a loud gasp escaped past your parted lips, drawing the attention of diners around you.

PROPOSAL: ACCEPTED or REJECTED?

seishiro nagi. straight to the point.

"mmh, baby, 'was your ring size?" he mumbles, adjusting his head on his comfortable pillow (your lap) slightly. your hand freezes, halting the pleasant motion of your fingers raking through his snowy white hair.

"heyyy..." he whines, poking your thigh gently, "keep going, don' stop..."

you quickly nudge his head, eliciting a low groan from the large man. "sei... are you planning to propose to me?" you ask, meeting his gaze with hope.

he pushes himself up, sitting cross-legged on the bed, then pulls you onto his lap. he blinks sleepily before sighing, then resting his hands on both of your cheeks. "i thought we were practically married, but reo kept nagging me about buyin' you a ring or something..."

he leans in closer, forehead meeting yours. he strokes your lip with his thumb before taking you by surprise with a lazy kiss. he pulls away and looks back at you, eyes wordlessly demanding answers.

"well?" he tilts his head. "will you marry me?"

PROPOSAL: ACCEPTED or REJECTED?

a/n: me personallyyy . . . all four will be accepted but a girl can dream .

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sleepymirko · 23 days ago

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Bluelock boys reaction to s/o liking winter but (ironically) being very chilly (part 1)

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Featuring Michael Kaiser, Rin Itoshi, Sae Itoshi

Fluff, nothing weird here except Kaiser being slightly suggestive

Let me know if there's errors! Enjoy!

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You and Kaiser have been together for quite a while so it was obvious that he knew about it.

But he just couldn’t help being fascinated every time you got chilly, even in the mildest weather.

"It's not funny" you said narrowing your eyes at Kaiser, who had a shit eating grin on his face.

"It isn't?" He said cocking an eyebrow. "You're wrapped up with two wool blankets and on top of that a duvet. You look like a burrito." He said as he sat closer to you, the sofa feeling strangely smaller now that Michael was awfully close.

"I can't control my body temperature and if I could I wouldn't be in such a state, don't you think?" You said rolling your eyes but smiling faintly, knowing that he was just teasing you.

“Maybe we can change that...” he murmured, locking eyes with you. His grin widened as he saw the flush on your cheeks. “Looks like someone is in the mood,” the cocky soccer player said, lifting you effortlessly.

“Wait, I didn’t say anything...!” you protested, struggling against him, but the blankets wrapped around you acted as an unintentional shield, much to his advantage. The irony.

“Silence is consent, Meine Liebe." he said with a mischievous smirk.

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It was snowing outside. The snowflakes were slowly falling, covering everything in white. Rin swore he never experienced a colder winter than this, and as a soccer player, it spoke volumes.

When you first met, he discovered how much you loved the season, and as time passed, he found himself loving it more than he had anticipated. He knew how easily you got chilly during this time of year, and, deep down, he liked it.

It was a good excuse for him to gatekeep you in the Itoshi household. Call him possessive, but he just couldn't help it.

The only footsteps heard in the house were his, going up and down the kitchen to prepare a hot chocolate for the two of you. You guys agreed on a horror film marathon, and choose various titles, with the majority chosen by you.

When he finally finished preparing the mugs, he walked towards your shared bedroom, where he found you already covered up to your ears, looking out of the window from the bed you were sitting on.

"Here" he said, laying on your hands the hot mug.

"You didn't have to.. thank you" you spoke softly, looking at him sitting next to you, the remote in his hand, ready for the movie marathon to start. In the first few minutes he noticed you shivering slightly and put your head on his shoulder, taking you by surprise.

Neither of you talked; the silent yet genuine gesture was enough to warm up the both of you, as you sank in a comfortable silence.

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The storm was in full swing and you were looking at the snow outside, a warm oversized hoodie enveloping your body and a closed book in your hands that kept you occupied just a few moments ago. Sae watched you from across the room, the fire of the fireplace casting shadows over his stoic features. He had just gotten home from practice, and the warmth was enough to remind him that he was where he belonged, even if he would never admit it.

Because the source of it was the same person that was looking at the snow storm with eyes full of wonder.

One would say that he cared only about football and himself, but it wasn't the truth as without a word he walked over, your shivering not going unnoticed as his brows furrowed slightly.

Wordlessly, he draped his own coat over your shoulders, the familiar scent and warmth of him enveloping you. You looked up surprised, meeting his steady gaze.

"You're going to catch a cold even with all these clothes." He simply said, his tone uneven but the glimmer of his eyes betraying him as you spotted a hint of concern in his gaze.

"Thank you.."

"Still cold?"

You looked up surprised and nodded, not able to hide your small smile as Sae sighed.

"Let's go to the fireplace then. If you're still cold even there I'll take you to the hospital." He said, and you rolled your eyes but took his hand as he led you to the couch that was perfectly placed in front of the fireplace.

The heat of the flames warmed your body, but your heart was already warmed by the coldest man you had ever loved.

Let me know if there's some errors! Thank you for reading!

#blue lock #bllk #bllk x reader #bllk x y/n #bluelock x reader #michael kaiser #kaiser x reader #kaiser x you #rin x reader #rin x you #rin itoshi x reader #sae itoshi x reader #sae x reader #sae x you #itoshi brothers

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kismetlotts · 1 month ago

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Kinktober 🎃 day five: Rape!

cw: rape, obsessive König, coffee shop worker reader, mentions of oral sex, cumming untouched, submissive and dominant play? mentions of breast play, mentions of cumming on breasts, mentions of spitting, name calling e.g. 'whore', underwear obsessed König, mentions of killing, threatening a side character, public sex, sex at workplace, sex in the dark?, König is rough with reader e.g carrying and dragging, König’s ego is big, fingering, König finishing quickly, quick sex, pantie stealing, creampie,

König who gained an obsession with you. He would come in every Monday to Thursday at the local coffee shop you worked at, ordering the same medium cup of black coffee and sitting at the table in the corner. Big, dirtied and muddy fingers tracing the white ceramic cup, tracing over where your fingers touched.

Them gorgeous fingers that gripped onto the handle of the coffee machine, making another pumpkin spiced latte for all the boring, tasteless average women who’d come along. Waiting, paying and leaving- not appreciating the fine art of what you just created.

You’d thought he was weird, sat in the corner all day- no phone, no laptop, not doing a singlar thing other than sitting. Your coworkers had even discussed if they should kick him out from the mask he’d wear, a dark brown hood but you’d heard him speak, heard his manners and pleaded them not to.

He was mysterious of course but he wasnt intimidating in any way, he wasn’t causing chaos, simply just minding his buisness and taking sips off coffee from underneath the fabric. Taking subtle glances at him throughout your shift unaware hed be staring at you the whole time, pupils flicking away quickly before you could catch him.

Your first encounter with him, besides over the counter was when hed accidentally spilt his coffee, flooding the wooden table with the hot, steaming liquid, almost as if he wasnt looking at what he was doing or where his cup was. You quickly darted over. The sway in your hips and confidence radiating off of you as you used your rag to wipe the spillage with a cheerful smile, eyes meeting his own dark blue ones.

"Das ist meine schuld- I apologise!" He rushed to spit out, clearly caught off guard by his own actions as well. his large figure standing up and giving you room to wipe without hitting him but all you did was chuckle and pat the table, shaking your head and noting his accent. Russian? German? You werent very good at identifying accents.

His jeans tightend at the way you looked back at him, sexy body arched over the table as you cleared up the mess he made, what a naughty boy he’d been. Chest caving as he yearned to reach out and grab the back of your neck, rudely and selfishly shoving your face down to his crotch but he resisted, he couldn’t- not in such an open place.

"Its fine! Would you like another one? On me?" But all he could do was nod, face burning with embarrasment as the only thing he was focused on in that sentance was 'On me' and all the things that could mean. Oh you wanted him to cum on you instead of inside? You wanted to feel him paint you white, marking and coating you as his territory, watching as beads of his thick semen splurted onto your tits, your soft, kissable tits.

Or maybe you were talking about spitting- hed spit on you. On your face, on your chest, on your cunt because you were a whore for him and thats what whores get. Hed spit on you for sure. He looked down, seeing how the light reflects off of his black cargos, the small shine where his hard cock was confirming to him that he’d came in his boxers.

As more and more days carried on, you’d become more friendly with him. 'What would you like?' becoming 'Your usual?' and 'I’ll shout your order when its done!' turning into a 'I’ll let you know when its ready, König'. Hearing you say his name, so delicate and pristine: as if you were scared to butcher the pronunciation, was torturous and he’d have to ask you out sometime soon because fuck.

Just entering the store made him stiff, the smell of coffee making him thirsty for you- i mean he’d almost followed you home just to take a peak in your underwear draw but he didnt want to ruin the suprise of discovering what panties you wear- he was saving that for when you finally let him make love to you.

Maybe you wore big, comfy pants that covered you up well and allowed you to relax- no need to impress anyone just being cozy and warm. Or maybe they were small and pink, little bit of frill along the edges with a bow right in the middle, so innocent and sweet; like your appearance, like you’d taste. But no, it was something about the way you strut by him, the way your shoulders sit by your side. You were dripping with independence, a confident girl and maybe a bit of a brat too- a thong wearer, for sure.

Weeks of encouraging himself, days of persuading himself your answer would be yes and an hour of rehearsing what he was going to say, led to him fumbling it infront of you and asking you out for- ironically- a coffee. You’d let out a giggle and König felt pretty hopeful, but the second you lost eye contact something twisted in his stomach, your hand reached to collect his empty coffee cup from the table as you tapped your foot nervously on the floor. Stumbling over your words and coming up with some fucking fake- stupid excuse.

"I really would- but I have alot of drinks to make a serve- it’s October now- weather getting colder- drinks getting hotter and all!" A laugh falling your lips but he wasnt laughing, just staring at you. You were lying- why were you lying? Did he scare you? Was he not your type? Was this all just some friendly banter he misinterpreted this whole time? But he knew exactly what his was.

Laughing back at your words before standing up and heading in the direction of the toilets, shouting a quick and awkward 'I see' before quickly walking by the toilets and through the staff only door. Entering the office and heading for the computer because he wasnt heading to the toilet- or heading back home. He was heading to your home or dare he say, your partners? But before that, he’s got to find the address.

What a fat, lazy slob just reclining on the couch, drink in hand as he watched the television, not even realising it wasn’t you home from work but König there with a gun in his hand. Too focused on whatever show he was watching to actually turn his head and check up from you. Not even a simple, ‘How’s work?’

It wasn’t hard getting the man packed, petrified and silenced in under an hour while waving a gun in his face, brown hood on and towering over him pathetically. You were now König’s, he’d found you and claimed you- any man, no. Any boy, who wishes to go against that will have to deal with the consequences.

He wasnt going to kill him unless he had to, all he wanted, well, needed was for him out the picture. Threatening if he doesnt leave and end things with you over message later that day, that he’d track him down and kill him. And that if he even dares to hint that someone forced him into that decision to anyone, that his mother, father, little siblings and cousins would all be following behind.

He went along with it obviously, the fucking pussy. He stayed silent and left you forever, and it ruined you in the moment. You loved him so much and for so long for him just to abandon you like that? Something just didnt seem right. You slept on it or at least tried to, woke up and got ready for work, already wishing it was your day off. Slipping on a bring orange pumpkin hat because as if your day couldnt get any worse it was Halloween. Halloween where kids would run about, stealing sweeties from one another, Halloween where couples would cuddle up together and watch scary films- wearing homemade costumes with fake blood, masks store brought or made out of hoods- but your own train of thought made you freeze. Hoods?

Your stomach dropped but surely you were overthinking it. König wouldn’t know who you were dating, where to even find him- fucking hell what could he have used against him that would be bad enough to make him leave? You were overthinking big time, probably from your lack of sleep, but intuition told you that it was too big of a coincidence. The same day you reject someone your loving boyfriend leaves you without no explanation? It wasn’t adding up.

And what made it scarier was entering the building to find him already there, arms crossed at his seat with eyes staring into yours. Playful yet dark- sweet with a sprinkle of sinister.

You didnt look at him, you didnt collect his empty cup, you ignored the small laugh he let out at your pumpkin hat because he wasn’t your mysterious, polite, scary yet misunderstood customer whom you’d formed a friendship with. He was a fucking psychopath. A dirty, probably perverted psychopath that made your stomach churn and you wanted nothing more than to boot him out. You should’ve listened to your coworkers when they had a creepy feeling about him. You’d thought about asking them to kick him out now but since he’d come and gone for so many days now, he’d know something has changed with the way you saw him and he’d probably target you more.

Time ticked, people had left and all staff were now gone for the week, leaving you the only staff left and the door swinging as the last person to enter exited. The dark evening night seeping through the windows as the lights turned off, leaving the electric menus above the counter, lights from the machines and lamp posts outside illuminating the darkness of the room.

It was you and him, only you and him and if things weren’t confirmed by his eerie aura earlier, him waiting until you were both alone definitely sold you on the fact he was after you. You ripped the apron off of yourself, pretty much bolting for the pitch black staff room.

Muttering a fast, 'Put your cup on the counter before you leave' despite knowing deep down the staff room was only a room. There was no lock, no keypad- you were in a shitty old coffee shop in the middle of a quiet town, alone and at night. And ‘Before you leave’ meant nothing either. He wasn’t leaving anytime soon- and neither were you.

The squack of the wooden chair being drag out was audiable from the other room you were in, breaking the deafening silence and your loud heavy breathing. Your hands shook and trembled as you rummaged for your stuff, too weak to hurry and too focused on getting out of there to hear the door behind you open and shut.

His warm presence behind your back and pinning you- you shut your eyes tears pricking them before spinning around desperately. Pushing him off of you as he generously took a step back, allowing you to run back into the coffee shop. Past the tables, knocking a chair or two as you rushed and pushed against the door. Pushing and pushing using all your weight until you heard the sound of metal rattling behind you, the silver keys and silver loop swinging around his finger as he held them up. He’d locked the door, and now you were cornered.

"Why so scared?" He spoke softly, coming a step closer, his dark eyes mocking you with fake sympathy. He knew why you were fucking scared, he knew you feared him and you figured it turned him on from the lustful glimmer in his blue irises. Seeing the quiver in your lip, the tears threatening to spill as you swallowed your emotions like a pill you had to take. Thinking that putting on a brave face will trick your mind into believing you are brave- that you can stand up to him. He found it amusing so he gave you time, he wanted to hear your pathetic little attempt. It fed to his sick fascination- his fucking pleasure more.

"What is your problem? What the fuck did you do to my boyfriend?" The little crack in your voice: orgasmic, if he wasnt waiting for you to submit to his dominance and break the holding eye contact he was holding with you, his eyes would be so far back in his head.

It boiled him, fueled him, like spreading butter onto a fresh warm pastry and watching it melt and glide so effortlessly. Would your voice crack like that when he’s balls deep inside you?

"Now, now, why are you pointing fingers, hm? Du bist meim kleiner kurbis, why would I ever do that?" His body was so close to you, you could smell the sweat and grime of his skin and despite the situation it made your stomach heat in arousal, his touch and his manerisms, his accent- it was so fucking disgusting yet you felt yourself dampen. You didn’t even know what he said- and your body gave in slightly. His hand cupped your cheek, the cold metal of the keys hitting your soft skin as his eyes locked onto the pumpkin hat with an amused look.

You could grab the keys now, shove them in the door and sprint, shout for help maybe but would you even get time? His build was muscular and he had to crouch slightly to talk to you due to his height anyway. He would grab you and prevent you from doing anything before you could even turn around, and even if you tried it, his punishment could be worse from what he wants now.

You’d found yourself caught in a dead end with nothing to do but submit and get it over with.

His mask rubbed agaisnt your neck and clothed shoulder but you could still feel the heat of his breath, the smell of coffee making bile rise in your throat. His hands found your waist and gripped on tightly, lifting you slightly as he dragged you to the table he usually sits at, throwing you ontop as it wobbled from your weight.

Tears fell and a sob escaped your throat and he unzipped his jeans, leaning over closer and pulling down your panties from beneath the work uniform he’d spent hours dreaming of, slipping a finger agaist your folds and feeling how effortlessly you coat his fingers with slick and cum. Horny?

"Aww, you want this too?" He asked but regardless of your answer he would do what he wanted, it was his time and he was more than ready. You shook your head, fighting against the pleasure your body was feeling from his touch, he was skilled with his fingers for sure, applying just enough pressure to your clit to make your back arch and you wriggle your hips- away from his finger and subconcously back against it. He let out a groan at how wet his fingers were getting before pulling away from your juicy cunt.

Reaching under your arms to tug you closer to the edge of the table, aligning his cock with your hole and wetting himself up thanks to how damp you were, mentally promising himself he’d taste you one day, maybe next time. He looked back to your face, the frown on your lips as your covered your crying eyes with your small trembling hands, so embarrassed and ashamed you were letting yourself get used like this, get forced into sex- get raped.

"You ready?" He asked and all you did was let out another sob, with a sigh he pushed forward placing his dick against your flaps and stopped, looking down and not entering you, staying completely still as he store at your face. Watching as you continued to cry into your hands before slowly lifting the palms from your face slightly.

Looking into his eyes as he looked back down, a devilish smirk forming on his lips. What a little actress, you were enoying this. You could’ve pushed him away- could’ve kicked and fought but no, you lay still even after he paused.

Thick, hard and fast as he thrusted in harshly, no care for how it may feel for you- no remorse or guilt for if he was burning, stretching or hurting you. He’d been patient for this pussy for weeks, been waiting for it- god it was like he was a virgin again. So excited to bury himself inside he hadn’t realised how close he was already.

Taking a few more slow thrusts before leaking and pouring all his cum into you, your pussy squeezing and milking every last drop out of him. Moaning loudly and squeezing his eyes shut as he pulled out, fuck- fuck that was so good. Your body was shaking, breaths barely coming to your lungs as you trembled and lay there- broken, defeated and useless. Cum dribbling out of your hole and even he felt a little bad at the sight- you didnt even get a chance to feel a little bit good, maybe next time he will fuck you like you want it.

He picked your panties up off of the floor, smooth, white, floral and cotton- it wasnt what he was expecting from you. It wasn’t a thong, it wasn’t black and laced, not like your personality at all but everyone has a secret side to them, a side they keep stashed away and only allow a select few to see.

He fumbled with his jeans, buttoning and zipping them up before turning to you, hands fumbling with the panties, his palm hitting the fabric right where your pussy was and feeling a cold, sticky, dampness. You were wet before he began touching?

"Would you like them bac-" Earning a scream from you, telling him to get the fuck out and take whatever he wants. He’d already taken and destroyed your relationship, your work, and your own body so he might as well take everything else. He could take anything else as long as he leaves and never comes back.

He swallowed, slipping them into his pocket and placing the keys next to your body on the table- if you had the energy you’d get up and slap him, punch him, grab some scissors form behind the counter and cut his fucking dick off but from how disturbing and demented he seems he’d probably enjoy that.

"I’m sorry.” He whispered, voice seeming almost shy and hushed, tone the same as when he’d first spoken to you. Anxious: almost like a whisper.

“Next time, I’ll treat you right. I’ll make you feel so good, I promise, baby." He waited for you to speak but you just lay there now on your side, tears leaking and pouring from your eyes despite your still movement. With a deep breath he began to leave realising maybe it was best he left you alone for now. He couldn’t see what was wrong, or what he did wrong because in his own mind it was going to happen one day. His cock, his needs, how you expect him to live in a constant state of desperation and want. It’s like giving a child a lollipop and saying, just watch- you’re not allowed. Just watch how sweet and delicious it would taste, just watch at how the sugar shimmers in the light- when you get told you can’t have it you need it more.

He walked back into the staff room and out the back door, his hand pulling the door shut and once his footsteps echoes away, you were alone in the dark. He was gone, leaving you an emotional mess with a dirty mess to clean up, and you couldn’t move for a moment. His words haunting you and circling you like a carousel of derision.

Next time, meaning he wasnt done just yet.

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authorsofghosts · 18 days ago

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Birthday Kiss | Nightcrawler x Reader | One Shot

Author's Note: I find out an hour after waking up at almost 3pm it's Kurt's birthday... had to write something for the blue lad... German translations at the bottom !!

Summery: It was known by everyone except you two that there was something... awkward between you and Kurt. The exchanges of glances when the other wasn't looking, the way your laughs trailed off... Nothing but tonight was the end of all that.

Themes: Birthday, First Kiss, Fluff OMG, so much Fluff, Mutual Crush, Open Ending, Alcohol/Drinking Mention, Awkwardness, Flirting, Guest Appearance of lots of characters, Kissing (duh), Kurt Has a Beard and Forked Tongue (because fuck you), His face is also skin (not fur), Shorter!R (<5'9), R is a mutant/x-man (No Powers Written).

Word Count: 1.4k

The X-Men knew that Kurt wasn't one to like big celebrations, but that didn't stop them from forcing him out of his comfort zone. They rented out a mutant friendly restaurant for the blue boy's birthday. He had to be quite literally dragged by the hair into Wolverine's jeep to go. It was a site to see, really.

But you were happy to see him warm up to the idea as you crawled into the backseat next to him, his tail stopping it's anxious swishing to wrap around you and bring you closer. This made the both of you blush, his cheeks a faint purple.

"So... you knew about all, uh...this?" He asks, voice barely above a whisper.

"Who do you think brought up having a party?" You laugh, smile beaming as you look up at him. His blush deepens at the thought.

"Was?? Since when?!" He laughs, shaking his head as he tried to hide behind his hands. You reach out and pull his hands away from his face, his yellow eyes widening at the sudden act.

"The first, duh. I knew your birthday was coming up, and I wanted to make sure you knew we cared for you, Blau." You say, quickly watching his reaction, which was much softer than you imagined it would me.

"Well, I should have excepted it from mein Freundchen, huh?" He laughs, wrapping an arm around you and pulling you flush against his side. If it weren't for the slight bumps of the road, your ear would be flat against his chest. He quickly puts his knuckles against your scalp and gives you a noogie.

"Keep it civil back there, kids." The gruff voice of the driver and owner of the jeep said, cigar smoke puffing out his mouth as he spoke.

"Sorry, Logan!" You respond, pushing Kurt off of you, your own cheeks hot with blush. You look over to Rogue, who sat on the other side of Kurt, watching the two of you with a small smirk on her face. "What're you looking at?"

"Oh, nothin', sugar." She says, eyes darting between you and your friend, before turning to look out the window. You weren't sure what she meant, but quickly turned your attention back to Kurt, who shrugs and laughs. You watch as he turns to his sister and gets her attention with his tail.

You watch the two siblings mingle, resulting in both of them laughing about some inside joke. It made your heart flutter to hear him laugh, a big change from the man that didn't even want to celebrate his birthday, having to be dragged out of his room by you and Rogue, forced to get dressed in something slightly fancy, and shoved into the car.

The rest of the trip into town was filled with Wolverine's radio blaring some classic rock, small talk and jokes from the back sit of probably the worst trio to get on Logan's nerves, and the wind blowing through the car from the windows. You all finally arrived at the restaurant, having to wait in the jeep for the others. You get out and stretch your legs, quickly followed by Kurt as he sits back against the jeep, arms stretched high into the air.

You can't help but watch the way his white shirt slightly raises, showing just a bit of the blue fur underneath. You blush once again, quickly looking away before he can see. He finishes stretching, holding the front closure of his leather jacket. "You alright, mein Schatz?" He asks, raising an eyebrow.

"Yeah, yeah, don't worry." You wave him off, seeing two more cars pull into the parking lot. You smile widely, grabbing his wrist, "Come on birthday boy."

Kurt's glowing yellow eyes widen as you pull him along towards the others, a humbled laugh leaving his throat as his tail swishes anxiously behind him. The two of you start a conversation with the others, Scott and Hank both giving Kurt a pat on the back as they greet him. You can't help but notice, even with all the people around, he's staring right at you majority of the time.

The party quickly moves inside, a slight rain picking up in the city. The restaurant was on the top floor of the building, high in the sky with a nice balcony. It wasn't that much a big room, the X-Men filling it up pretty well with the amounts of guests. You were quickly separated from Kurt as he was dragged to the bar by some of the guys. You watched from a distance as they all took a shot. You kind of wished you were there to see what they cheered to, but it was less important than the gossip that Warren was spilling to the small group you found yourself apart of.

The night continued on, food being brought and distributed among everyone. You heard a ring of glass being hit with something metal, getting everyone's attention as Scott stood in the middle of the room.

"Hello, everyone! Thank you all for coming out, truly. We're about to bring out the cake and play happy birthday, so if you'd all like to come over here," He gestured to the table next to him, a spot blank for the cake, "That'd be great, thanks!"

He quickly turned around and started talking with Jean and Logan. You looked around for Kurt, spotting him close to the table with a tail wrapped around his leg. You walked over to him, putting a hand around him in a side hug. "Hey, what's up?"

"Oh! Nothing, just... this is all wunderbar, liebe, I'm just a little... over stimulated?" He laughs out. You understand what he means, grabbing his wrist once more and pulling him towards the balcony.

"Then let's get some air, yeah?" You say, looking back at him and pausing before you step out the door. He nods, walking out with you into the cold air of the New York night. You both sigh, finally away from the loud party. You watch as Kurt walks to the balcony edge, leaning himself against the bars.

"Thank you," He grins, "for everything. I didn't think I'd want to be here, but it's very nice that you arranged this whole thing."

"Oh, it wasn't just me. We all pitched in. I just picked the music and decorations, really." You admit, trying to stay humble as your cheeks burned.

"Ja, but, you know," He turns back to you with a toothy grin, his fangs glinting in the moonlight, "it wouldn't have happened if you didn't ask to have a party."

You nod, understanding what he says but still not wanting to take all the credit. Before you can respond, he teleports behind you, the air around you surrounded with the familiar brimstone and ash smell. He places his hands on your shoulders, pressing a soft kiss on your cheek. The feeling of his goatee lingers on your skin as he pull back. "Danke, mein Fraund."

If your face didn't already feel hot, it now felt like it was on fire, your blush dripping to your neck and ears at the gesture. You look over at him, a genuine smile on your lips. "You're very welcome, Kurt." You say, turning around and wrapping your arms around his middle. You nuzzle against his chest.

You both stay there for a few moments, taking it in. You pull away first, heart pounding as the thought of your next action. Your hands travel up to Kurt's face, holding it in place as you stand on your tiptoes. "And... you're welcome for this." You say softly before pressing your lips flush against his own.

Kurt tenses up for a moment, the glow of his eyes disappearing as he closes his eyes, leaning further into the kiss. This shocked you, making you gasp, taken aback as his forked tongue licks across your bottom lip. He pulls you closer into him, a hand combing through your hair and holding your head in place.

You open your mouth, allowing him access into it. He chuckles softly, tail snaking around your hips. The kiss feels like it lasts forever, the two of you tangling in one another. When he finally pulls away, your eyes open to the sight of his cheeks a deep violet, feeling his breath pant against your lips as he presses your foreheads together.

"Did... that really just happen?" He asks, voice hoarse.

"Yeah, it did... It very much did, Kurt." You respond, pressing your lips against his again, but only for a moment. "Think of it as... a birthday gift, yeah?"

"I think a birthday kiss is the best thing you could have given me, Liebchen." Kurt laughs, capturing your lips once again.

"Was?" = What? "Blau" = Blue. "mein Freundchen" = My friend (in a condescending/playful way). "mein Schatz" = My treasure/My darling/My sweetheart. "Wunderbar" = Wonderful. "Liebe" = Love. "Ja" = Yes. "Danke, mein Fraund" = Thank you, my friend. "Liebchen" = Darling.

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love-belle · 10 months ago

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lo mein kayamat tak hua tera !!!

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ in which everyone knows that they want each other, except for them and it's time that they change it.

for when you find out forever waala love. ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚

social media au // f1 x platonic!reader // aditya roy kapur x fem!reader

warnings - language

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waffledforbreakfast · 4 months ago

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Kiss Kiss - [MUTI! BLLK X F!READER]

Staring: Rin, Shidou, Sae, Niko, Kaiser, Ness, Otoya, Karasu, Reo

[ BLLK Scenario Masterlist ]

TW: heavy ooc (I MEAN HEAVY. forgive me, it gets a bit better later chapts i swear), bad grammar, bad spelling, bad formatting, etc.

Their reaction to a kiss on the cheek

>Rin

Rin is NOT used to physical affection

His eyes widen and he just STARES with the tiniest bit of blush

“I-... what was that for…”

He needs to process what just happened (bro is shocketh)

Once he does, he'll pull you in for a hug and ask for another one while avoiding eye contact

>Shidou

Bro's jaw DROPS

Shidou squeals in excitement, blushing and everything

then he tackles you immediately after

Literally won't let you go till you give him another one. And another… you get the point

>Sae

Does that thing when the blink a lot trying to process

Looks at you, then down at himself, then back at you

Will grab you by your shoulders “I want you to bare my children” A/N: I'm just kidding lol

He looks so embarrassed, and just stares at you, trying to be mad “What was that for… do it again.”

>Niko

This man is a blushing stuttering MESS

He will bury his face in his hands/arms, but we all know he's smiling ;)

“I-Wha.. w-wait… why-huh??”

Will whisper ask for another :3

>Kaiser

The initial shock lasts for around 2 seconds because he pulls you in by the chin grinning

“Wow Meine Liebe, didn't know you were so bold~”

Total ego boost

“Pussy. Go for the lips next time.”

Then he’ll do it himself

“Hm. did you use chapstick? Tastes good”

>Ness

His entire face is so shocked/flustered

“I-ahdifuauhweilufgaf;iesuddffba”

Silently screaming and mentally rolling on the floor

Completely forgets you're still there watching him

Stutters so much, can't get any words out

Will rant to Kaiser about it later

“Then guess what- they KISSED me >////<. They kissed ME- AESJBWJSJBSHAJ”

>Otoya

Otoya was not that surprised (I mean, what do you expect ;v;)

“Oh~? I bet I could do better-” wink wink

He'll unintentionally stay up thinking about it tho (I'm delusional guys)

“That wasn’t anything special… I mean, i’ve kissed better girls… right?? AHHHH WHY WAS THAT MY BEST KISS AUGHHH” he threw his pillow across the room

Then proceed to sleep with the pillow imagining it was you, while telling himself he wasn’t

>Karasu

Takes a few seconds to process

“... So, that's how that feels huh?... I like it”

Will try to play it off cool, but man's blushing

He can’t stop thinking of you, even Otoya notices

“Hey bro, you alright? You’ve been spacing out a lot…”

“Yea I’m fine, Otoya…nothing special” Karasu would try to shug it off

“Hmm. Are you in love?” Otoya teased

“What-NO?” He tried to play it off, he couldn’t…

The white haired boy would just laugh “Cmon, I’ve been there, being in love and all that… I get what you’re going through! If you even need any rizz tips, hit me up”

Karasu scoffed “Please, like you know how to treat a girl well,I would never do anything like that to them…”

“SO YOU DO LIKE SOMEONE!”

>Reo

The biggest look of suprise on his face, takes him a few seconds to process

Takes out a handful of $100 bills and slams it into your chest while trying to cover up his face without saying anything

Will be so distracted the rest of the day, even Nagi notices

“Nagi, I'm being normal right? So normal. This is normal. EVERYTHING IS NORMAL.”

“Reo, it's 11pm. They kissed you hours ago, you are not normal.”

“If I asked them for another one, do you think they'll be okay with it??”

“Go to sleep, Reo.”

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egg-but-with-style · 5 months ago

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I swear I'll shut up after this post and go to bed but, könig is such a little werido

When you first met the man, your first thought was about what the hell he was fed as a child. You were tall, sure. But 6'10? That was a stretch.

You had expected him to be barking orders and throwing around people who disrespected him. Expect, be didn't do that at all. He just kinda..hung out? You really weren't sure how he got the title of Colonel when all he seemed to do was just stare at people.

He also seemed, oddly attached to you? He seemed to like staring at you the most atleast. Like he was taking you all in. He rarely ever speaks to you, and when he does it's usually random moments, like when you're having a conversation he wasn't even in.

You and your friend were talking about stretch marks, she didn't really seem to get it, being small and thin. But then könig pops in, his german accent thick, making the english sound a bit awkward in his mouth

"Ja, I have them everywhere. Meine mutter always told me it was a good sign."

Then he rolled up his sleeve to reveal stretch marks that were only visible when the light hit them right, a shimmery purple. It felt nice to be understood.

Eventually you got used to him and his odd behavior. Even liking it to a certain degree. Then one day he came waltzing in with, not just a bouquet of roses, oh no, it was an entire bush he seemed to have either, dug out of the ground, or pulled out with his bare hands.

He stood in front of you, holding the bush, it still having dirt fall to the floor beneath his feet. He looked at you for approval, like a cat bringing it's owner a dead mouse. You had to admit though, the color was a lovely yellowy white.

"You like flowers, Ja?" You nodded, not sure if you wanted to encourage this behavior.

"Yeah..I..I do. But...why a bush? Don't get me wrong, I like it, but..and entire bush?"

You were so incredibly confused but he just acted like it was obvious. He looked almost concerned that you didn't understand like he did.

"A bouquet would die quickly..a bush, it will keep growing them. It's a better gift, obviously."

You just nodded again, getting a towel and taking it from him slowly, like you were afraid he was gonna bite. "Thank you, könig..I..I love it. Where did you get this by the way?"

He giggled at that. You weren't sure why he was giggling. Was there something funny about asking a man where he got a, actually very nice looking, rose bush?

"it's a secret."

You decided not to ask anymore questions. Then off he went, trapezing away like a giddy school boy. Not even waiting for you to ask anything else. So now you're just left with an entire rose bush. The janitor is gonna be so upset.

About 10 minutes away, there is an old man yelling about not even being able to keep roses in this godforsaken neighborhood.

#chubby reader #plus size reader #tall reader #könig x reader #könig cod #cod x reader #Idk hes just kinda like a loser #but so much weirder

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luvingshidou · 9 months ago

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...you got some soft lips and some pearly whites!!

nicknames I think the bllk boys would call u!! part 1???

characters: isagi yoichi, rin itoshi, ryusei shidou, nagi seishiro, chigiri hyoma, bachira meguru, michael kaiser!!!

fem reader!!

ISAGI YOICHI:

baby, my girl, SWEETHEART, sugar.

RIN ITOSHI

darling, PRINCESS, dear, angel.

RYUSEI SHIDOU:

princess, DOLLFACE, honey bunny, or pookie (to piss u off), PRETTY GIRL, GODDESS.

NAGI SEISHIRO:

sugar, ANGEL, babycakes (don't ask), PRETTY.

CHIGIRI HYOMA:

love, DOLL, sweets, HONEY.

BACHIRA MEGURU:

(ik he uses the most cheesiest nicknames) snookums, honey bunch, PRECIOUS, SWEET CHEEKS.

MICHAEL KAISER:

MEINE SÜßE (my sweet one), love, MEINE FRAU (my woman), babe.

(u can tell which character is my fav😭😭 ALSO FIRST POST???)

#bllk #bllk fluff #shidou x reader #bllk x reader #kaiser x reader #bachira x reader #chigiri x reader #rin x reader #nagi x reader #isagi x reader #post!!

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daisies-daydreams · 2 years ago

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Meine (König x AFAB!Reader)

Pairing: König x AFAB!Reader Category: Fluff, Angst, Smut (18+) Word Count: 4k+ Warnings: Harassment/Unwanted Flirting, P in V Sex, Unprotected Sex (Wrap and Tap), Full Nelson, Vaginal Fingering, Handjob, Semi-Mutual Masturbation, Car Sex, Oral Sex (Male Receiving), Size Difference, Dom!/Jealous!König, Biting/Marking, Manhandling, Stomach Bulge, Rough Sex, Mirror Sex, Multiple Orgasms, Creampie, Descriptions of Social Anxiety

Summary: After a man tries to flirt with you at a bar, König starts to act…different. When he brings you home, he decides to show you just who you belong to.

MINORS/AGELESS BLOGS DNI

You chewed on your flimsy straw mindlessly, waiting for your boyfriend to return from the bathroom. Seeing as it was a Saturday night, the bar was packed to the brim, rancorous noise pouring from every corner.

“We don’t have to stay for long if it gets too overwhelming,” you said as you looked up to König’s hooded face. He was adamant on trying to manage his social anxiety, and you promised him you’d be by his side for every step of the way.

He always seemed more relaxed when the two of you went into crowded spaces like grocery stores. However, he had yet to try a more leisurely space. Your love took in a deep breath as he clung onto your hand, taking the first step into the bar. You smiled warmly as you walked in by his side, leaning your head on his burly upper arm.

That was about an hour ago. He fidgeted the entire time the two of you sat at the bar, his movements increasing as more patrons flooded the pub. König excused himself, nearly knocking over several tables as he made his way to the men’s room. Your eyes followed him past the corner before you turned your attention to the television playing above you.

“Heaven must be missing an angel,” a snarky voice chimed next to you. Your brow arched as you gazed at the young man who slid into the empty chair…König’s chair. He was clad in a bright red polo and gray chino slacks, his body toned and face adorned with a wry grin. His mates at the table behind both of you were chuckling like a group of grade schoolers.

“Are you calling me Satan?” you spat with a piercing gaze. You heard a clamor of “oohs” behind you. The blonde scoffed as he readjusted himself in his chair, his smirk still plastered to his sharp face.

“Maybe that’s why I feel so tempted when I’m near you,” he lilted. Another round of chuckles from the gaggle of drunk college boys. You rolled your eyes and flicked your index finger at his chair.

“Go bother someone else. I’m here with my boyfriend,” you huffed. The group snickered as the young man snorted.

“Really? Don’t see anybody here but me,” he slurred. A pink blush burned on his cheeks as his blown pupils stared you up and down. You felt small beneath his gaze as his eyes grazed you up and down, drinking in the sight of you in your dark, skin-tight dress. You recoiled as he slung his arm around your shoulder, your hand quickly reaching for your pepper spray.

“Come on, lemme buy you a-” his acerbic words were quickly cut off when a giant hand splayed over his shoulder and squeezed it roughly. His brows furrowed as he whipped his head around.

“Can’t you see I’m in a conversation, you-” his eyes grew into the size of saucers when he snapped his neck just to look up at your boyfriend. His eyes were cold and piercing as he laid his other hand on the drunk man’s shoulder. Your heartbeat pounded in your ears as you watched König’s towering shadow swallow the man whole.

“Is this boy bothering you, Katzchen?” König growled, his hand gripping the man’s shoulder tightly. The man’s face was white as he shook in his chair, his mates long gone. He swallowed a thick lump in his throat as your mountain of a man yanked his arm off from around your shoulders. Tears pricked at the corner of the blonde's eyes, your lover clutching both of his fists into the joker’s collar.

You couldn’t help but notice the heat pooling in between your legs as you watched König’s hot breath puff beneath his dark sniper hood, his shoulders raised as he stared into the man’s soul. You bit your lip as you watched the younger man squirm in his hold.

“F-Fuck, I’m sorry. Please, don’t kill me,” he sobbed. König’s icy blue gaze stabbed through the man's spirit, saying nothing.

“König, baby,” you cooed, your hand rubbing up the bulging muscles of his arm. He gave you a quick glance, his vicious look growing soft for a brief second.

“Alright,” he murmured lowly. Your boyfriend huffed before releasing the now crumpled collar. The man dropped to his shaking knees and whimpered on impact. You squeezed your thighs together as König leaned down to the man, whispering loudly enough for both of you to hear.

“Get the fuck out of here. If I see you near my Katzchen again…touching her like that…I swear to Gott I’ll make your mother weep when she sees what I’ve done to you,” he snarled, every word thick and heavy with his accent. Another pang of heat shot through your body, trickling down your spine and into your gushing snatch. “Got it?” König barked. The young man nodded, nearly breaking his neck.

“Y-Yes! Sorry, sir!” the blonde whimpered like a kicked dog as he scrambled to his feet. You watched as the man tripped and wobbled his way out between the rows of chairs and tables, finally bursting through the doors. The entire bar was silent, all eyes glued to you and your boyfriend. You felt him lightly pat your shoulder, the ice in his eyes now melted into warm pools.

“Meine Schatz, are you alright?” König asked, his voice soft and sweet like honey. His hands were trembling as they came close to your cheeks. His voice made you wonder if he believed his touch alone would shatter you after what just happened. You nodded, heart still racing beneath your sternum and an insatiable ache burning in your core.

“I-I’m fine,” you replied. He gave a small hum before pressing your hand to his clothed mouth.

“Would it be okay if we went back home?” he asked as he rubbed your hand against his cheek. The room began to hum back to life as you squeezed his hand.

“Yeah, let’s get the hell out of here,” you laughed exasperatedly. He nodded and helped you down from your seat. König paid for your drinks before taking your hand back into his. His grip was almost too tight when he led you through the wide, wooden doors.

“Thank you for standing up for me in there,” you said as you clung to König’s burly arm. He gave a sigh before kissing the top of your head, his lips still covered by his sniper hood.

“Of course, Liebling. Nobody messes with my (Y/N),” he declared with a raspy voice. Another wave of heat shot through your body, your cheeks dusted pink.

“Are you feeling okay?” your love asked as both of you slid into the car and buckled your seatbelts. You gave a short nod, though the shifting of your legs said otherwise.

“Y-Yeah. Just some adrenaline still left over from what happened back there,” you said waving your hand. He looked you up and down before patting your thigh.

“I’m sorry I wasn’t there sooner, Schatz,” König apologized. You shook your head as he turned the keys in the ignition.

“It’s okay, baby. I’m just glad nobody got hurt,” you admitted. Your boyfriend gave a low hum before shifting the car to reverse.

“Me too,” he agreed. Your eyes raked over his body, his black t-shirt clinging to his sweat-covered torso. Your brows raised as they met with a familiar bulge poking from beneath his slacks. You licked your lips, your mind shrouded with the thick fog of arousal.

His knuckles were white on the steering wheel as he turned out of the parking lot. You couldn’t stop your heart from racing as you shifted your legs, trying to relieve the relentless tension in your core. You stopped when you felt his calloused hand slide over your smooth thigh once more. His eyes were still on the road, though his fingers were tapping dangerously close to your clothed cunt.

“Are you sure you're alright, Katzchen?” he asked, his fingers drumming on the top of your thigh. You stiffened a whine as goosebumps littered your skin.

“Y-Yeah, I’m fine,” you said before biting your lip. König drew out a long sigh, his fingers now drawing circles in your bumpy flesh.

“I know you, Katzchen. I know what it means when you get all flustered like this,” the Austrian mused. You moaned as his hand cupped your heat, his long digits pressed deliciously over your hole. He sucked in a sharp breath and you swore his cock jumped in his pants.

“Mein Gott, you’re soaked,” he groaned. Your fists bunched at the bottom of your dress as you felt the tips of his fingers rub against your pussy. Heat poured into every pore of your skin when his palm pressed against your aching clit.

“Ah,” you moaned as your head tilted back. He slowed the car down as he approached a stoplight, not letting up on his ministrations. You didn’t mind the other cars that pulled up beside you, thankful that you had the cover of the dark night and your tinted windows.

“Look at you, little thing. Humping my hand like you’re in heat,” he clicked his tongue. You arched as his fingers slid to part your panties aside, his digits slipping through your slick folds.

“Kö-Oh!” you squealed when he pinched your clit. Your eyes shifted back to his twitching cock. You licked your lips as you reached over. He tensed in his seat as your fingers brushed against his hard member.

“Looks like I’m not the only one who’s getting flustered,” you snickered. König’s grip on the wheel tightened even more as he tried to maintain his current speed. You weren’t expecting him to plunge his digits into your sopping cunt, being split open by three of his ginormous fingers. You keened as he pumped his fingers in your walls, your pussy squelching with every thrust.

Your hand made quick work to latch onto his pants, though he shook his head vigorously. You pouted before whining as he curled the tips of his fingers on the roof of your pussy.

“I’m sorry, Katzchen. I...I just don’t trust myself. I don’t want us to get into a wreck,” he explained before swallowing a thick lump in his throat. You gave an understanding nod, though you still yearned to wrap your sweet lips around the head of his dick. Your hands gripped his sturdy arm as he pumped in and out of you, faster...faster...

“König! I’m gonna-” your eyes suddenly rolled into the back of your head. His thumb was circling your red clit, unleashing a wave of arousal gushing out of your stuffed cunt. Your vision was blurry as your body was wracked with silent sobs, your walls convulsing over his hefty digits.

“Good girl,” König cooed as he continued to finger-fuck you through your euphoric ride. “So pretty when you cum around my fingers,” he praised as your walls snatched him in a vice grip. You babbled his name as he slid his fingers from your cunt, your slick dribbling onto the seat below.

You looked over at your boyfriend as he pulled closer to your apartment complex. His sapphire eyes glanced over at his slick-coated digits. He muttered something under his breath before slipping his fingers beneath his hood. You groaned as you heard him suckle on his fingers, releasing them with a sudden pop.

“You taste so delicious, Schatz,” he moaned as he pulled up to another light. You took your chance, mind numb from your orgasm as your hand sprung and clutched over his clothed cock.

“Liebling,” he hissed between his teeth as you cupped your palm over his hard length. His eyes squeezed shut as he gripped the wheel with both hands.

“Please, Kö. Want to make you feel good,” you slurred, drool dripping from the corner of your lips. His chest rose and fell as he kept his eyes on the light. He gave a small nod before your hand plunged below his pants. Your love grunted as your hand snaked around his shaft, giving it a gentle squeeze.

“S-Scheiße,” he swallowed thickly as you stroked up and down his veiny length. He tried to keep his eyes steady on the road in front of him as the light flashed green. You lazily pulled his cock free from his pants. It was so massive, standing to attention as the cherry red tip leaked with salty precum. You swiped your thumb over the tip of his cock before smearing his precum across his entire head.

“So good, (Y/N),” he groaned, careful to keep his grasp steady on the wheel as your complex came into view. He nearly swerved the car as you curled your lips over his tip, pressing a quick kiss over his head before swiping small kitten licks up and down his throbbing shaft.

“FUCK,” König hissed as he finally turned into the parking lot. His jaw went slack as you hollowed your cheeks and slowly sank down onto his member. The bulky man’s tip almost instantly hit the back of your head as he clumsily swerved into a parking spot, causing you to gag. Your nose was pressed flush against his abdomen, his tip shoved completely down your tight, wet throat. He shifted the car into park as you bobbed your head back up, soon taking him down into the deep cavern of your esophagus. You took one hand and mindlessly gripped at whatever you couldn’t take into your mouth, pumping the bottom of his shaft. König’s massive hands gripped your neatly made hair as he groaned out German phrases and curses.

“So good, ah, Schatz-Scheiße, gonna make me cum!” his voice raised in pitch when your other hand fondled his heavy balls. You moaned around his length as he stiffened, shooting ropes of thick cum down your throat. Your boyfriend growled animalistically as he watched you swallow every drop before releasing your mouth from his gigantic length. You sputtered and coughed, throat aching yet warm from his seed. He rubbed your neck before giving you some water he had left in the car earlier. The liquid was comforting, helping your sore throat open a little more as he whispered praises into your ear. His hand slipped his cock back into his slacks before he pressed a deep kiss into your lips, not minding the taste of himself in your mouth.

“Upstairs. Now,” he breathed when he pulled away.

***

Stepping into your apartment was a whirlwind. As soon as König slammed the door shut behind you, he carried you to your bedroom. His burly form hovered above you on your mattress as he tore his hood and clothes off. You moaned when he dove into your neck, his wet tongue caressing over your beating pulse. Your hand immediately latched onto his forearms as you spread your legs.

“Can’t wait to be inside that perfect, tight cunt of yours,” he bellowed, his gravely voice sending waves rippling through your nervous system. You whined when his cracked lips wrapped around your pulse, sucking hard enough for a hickey to bloom instantly.

“Fuck, König,” you gasped. His lips continued to suck fresh hickeys on your skin, his canines pressing small, red crevices into the nape of your neck.

“Need you König, need you so bad,” you whimpered, his cock twitching above your clothed heat. König grunted into your flesh before giving your ass a hard squeeze. You felt warmth explode inside of your chest as your eyes raked across his scarred face, his dirty blonde hair still matted from the dark hood. Your fingertips delicately traced each and every divot from his face, down to his broad, heaving chest. He smashed his lips down against yours, moaning into your mouth while grinding his cock down onto you.

“I’m here, Katzchen,” he rasped into your ear.

Your brows furrowed as he suddenly guided you towards the end of the bed. König remained seated, broad thighs spread as his cock sprang to life between his legs. He pulled you onto his lap, spinning you around so you were face to face with your reflection in the full-length mirror. He smiled, eyes dark and drinking in your heaving chest while his hands bunched up the bottom of your dress.

“Such a tight dress, showing off all your perfect curves for me,” he beamed. Your pussy quivered as you wiggled your ass in front of him. He finally peeled your dress off of your body, letting it drift to the floor below. He let out a low growl as his hands grabbed your hips, firmly pressing your heat down to his length. You craned your neck and exchanged sloppy kisses as the pressure in your core skyrocketed with every drive of his cock.

“Want me to fuck you, Schatz? Want me to make you cum around my thick cock, hm?” König murmured with a string of spit connecting both of your swollen lips. You nodded vigorously with another grind of your hips on his hard length.

“Fuck, yes,” you pleaded with blown pupils. König was usually so soft during sex, always so gentle like you were made of fine porcelain. However, you had to admit that his feral groans, him firmly manhandling you and his new dark and commanding voice made your pussy flutter.

His soft smile quickly shifted into a smirk as he gave your ass a sharp smack. You squealed as the warm pins and needles bloomed over your plush cheeks. He sucked in a sharp breath as you pressed your ass to his throbbing dick, your breasts jiggling in your push-up bra.

“A g-string, hm?” he mused as he snapped the elastic band of your underwear. You yelped at the light sting against your skin. “Makes me wonder if you were wanting to get fucked tonight once we got back,” he pondered aloud with another snap of your g-string. You drooled as his cock continued to slide beneath your soaked panties.

“Eyes up, Schatz,” König softly commanded. Your eyes flitted up at the reflection staring back at you. You looked utterly desperate, head hung back and chest pushed forward as he slid your panties off. The corner of his eyes crinkled at the sight of your flustered cheeks, drooling lips and lidded eyes. His eyes were wide at the sight of your soaked folds.

“Scheiße,” he muttered under his breath. Soon your bra came flying off, your breasts bouncing down and into the firm grasp of his palms. You shifted on his lap, the weeping head of his red cock nudging against your tight entrance. Knocking, but not coming all the way in. You were a mess of babbles and moans as he rubbed the top of his cock against your wet folds, coating his dick with your slick arousal.

“Katzchen,” he groaned. Your hands went back to cling around his neck as he spread your legs with his hands. You keened as your lover moved your legs up, positioning you into a full nelson in his hefty arms and Herculean strength. The stretch was borderline painful, but you were too drunk on the feeling of his tip snug against your hole.

“Fuck, please, Kö,” you begged. He moaned as he pushed into you a few times before he slowly sank you down on his member. Your back arched and mouth snapped open as he split you in two, inch by wonderful inch. He hissed as he bit his lip, his grip on your legs threatening to imprint bruises on your skin.

“So good and tight for me, G-Gott,” he shuddered as your walls clenched around him. You gasped as your hips became flush with his, his heavy balls aching just below you. König’s icy gaze was locked to the mirror. He was mesmerized by the crisp, reflected image in front of him: your weeping cunt swallowing him as he bottomed out within you.

“Look at you, taking me so well,” he praised as he bit into your pulse once more. You whined, pussy fluttering around his massive member as he littered your skin with violet hickeys and magenta bitemarks. “Love how well you take me, Mini,” König rasped into your ear. Your entire body erupted into flames as he suddenly bucked into you. Your eyes were wide as you saw a refection of the bulge that poked beneath your lower abdomen.

“Kö-Oh, Oh my God,” you moaned so loudly, surely the neighbors next to you would’ve heard. König grunted as he raised your entire form as if you weighed nothing. Your walls clenched and unclenched as he left his leaking, red tip at the lips of your entrance. You shivered as he sank you back down onto his thick, pulsing cock. The world seemed to melt around you as he kept ordering you to keep your eyes on the mirror. The sight before you was beyond lewd, your pussy squelching and bubbling with arousal as he relentlessly fucked you on his cock.

“That’s it, Schatz, just like that,” he groaned into your neck. Your slick dripped down your ass as his cock brushed against the spot that made your soul invert and toes curl. Your legs were taut and stretched beneath his leviathan grip, the veins of his dick dragging against your walls so smoothly from your slick. Your pretty moans were music to his ears as he reached down to play with your swollen clit.

“Kö!” you yelled. His lips fluttered over your neck as he sped up, his hips coming up to meet with yours. A high-pitched squeal escaped you as he sucked another dark spot onto your pulse.

“So beautiful, all spread out for me like this,” he groaned as his hand spread your arousal up to the bulge poking at your lower stomach. Fuck, he always filled you to the point where pain and pleasure melted. “Meine, meine, meine,” he chanted hungrily as his head fell back. You felt your walls tighten around his member as he pistoned into you.

“Bet that man back at the bar couldn’t fuck you this good, huh Maus?” König growled into your ear. Your ears perked up at his words, your attention turned from the feeling of his cock to his tight face. You shifted your head as much as you could to meet his unhooded gaze.

“Kö, are you…jealous?” you squeaked as he continued to bounce you on his length. His pumping slowed as his lips curved down, a deep frown etched onto his sweaty face. A heavy silence swallowed the room for a few moments. König swallowed, his pale eyes turned away from you.

“M-Maybe,” his face broke out into a deep merlot. Your face softened as you brought your hand up to his sharp cheek. You placed a gentle kiss on his lower chin while his hand found purchase over yours.

“Oh, König, you don’t have to worry about that,” you cooed. “I’m not going anywhere,” you assured him with another kiss. His large fingers tightened around the back of your knees as he shuddered.

“I know, Katzchen. I just…” König trailed off. Your love gave a long sigh, his eyes focused on wooden floor as he tried to find the best words to say. You continued to pepper his chin with kisses, your hands now lovingly rubbing his ripped forearms. “I don’t want to lose you,” he admitted with a shaky breath. His grip on you loosened as he let your legs fall back over his sturdy thigh. You turned your whole body towards him, the tendrils of ecstasy grappling over you as you took his face into your palms.

“Kö, look at me,” you stated. His eyes lingered up towards yours. “You won’t lose me, König. Those guys back there were just some young, drunk assholes looking for a piece of ass,” you explained. You firmly pressed your lips to his, drinking in the warm feeling of him. “I love you, König. Nothing and nobody will ever make me want to leave you,” you said with a strong nod. His blue orbs were soft and misty as he released his grip on your legs.

“I-I love you too, Schatz,” he stammered. You smiled as König enveloped you in a tight hug, nearly forcing the air out of your lungs. You brought your arms up to wrap around his scarred back, your fingers brushing and tracing along his spine. “I’m sorry if it seemed like I doubted your loyalty. I just can’t bear the thought of you being taken away from me,” your boyfriend confessed. You pulled back from your embrace, though you kept your hands resting on his back.

“It’s alright, König,” you breathed into him. He gave a slow, solemn nod, his cock still twitching inside of your tight cunt. You smirked as you leaned over his cheek, your hands now raking up his hard abs and resting on his rough pectorals. You leaned up to his ear. “You know, I kind of liked it when you were really possessive about me,” you whispered before nipping the shell of his ear. König shivered, his fingertips pressed tightly on the plush of your hips.

“R-Really?” he murmured, his face still remaining a deep shade of red.

“Mhm,” you hummed as you trailed kisses down his sharp jawline. You circled your hips slightly and flexed your walls around his cock. König groaned between gritted teeth as he clutched your hips in a vice grip. His jaw was slack as you continued to dance on his quivering length. “Maybe you could show me…who exactly I belong to?” you mused as you lightly pinched the corner of his jaw with your teeth. He was still for a moment, chest rising and falling as silence hung over the room.

You yelped as you felt him grab you and spin you around. Your back was soon planted on the mattress as he crawled on top of you. König’s chest heaved as he lined his member back to your entrance. His cock was rock-solid, his cherry-red tip weeping with precum as he dragged it to your lips.

“Listen here, Schatz. You belong to me,” he emphasized the last word with a sharp thrust into your cunt. Your mouth formed into a silent “O” as his head slammed into your cervix. Your boyfriend panted above you as he drilled his cock into your tight hole, his lips now latching onto your nipple and sucking hard.

“Meine, meine, meine,” he moaned ceaselessly. Your eyes rolled into the back of your head with every melodic groan, every delicious thrust into your plush, aching walls. His ball slapped against your asshole as he sped up. You felt him spit on your clit before he rubbed his thumb over the swollen button.

“König,” you moaned. He smirked against your breast as he drove into you at a rapid pace, his thumb dancing over your clit.

“That’s right. Say my name, liebling. Tell me who you belong to while you cum on this cock you love so much,” he groaned. Your mind grew numb as your walls constricted, tighter and tighter. Every cell in your body coursed with lava as your back arched off the mattress.

“KÖNIG!” you screamed as your high crashed over you. His eyes never left you, enraptured by the way you writhed beneath him, your walls contracting around him while your nails raked down his back.

“F-Fuck, (Y/N)!” he groaned as his body began to grow stiff. Your mountain of a man suddenly slammed his cock into you one last time. A primal growl escaped his lips while his member twitched inside of you. Both of you moaned as he filled you with rope after rope of his thick, warm cum. You drank up the feeling of fullness, blushing furiously when you gazed down to see where your wet sexes joined. König panted above you before he dove into your lips.

“Schatz…are you alright? I’m so sorry. I was too rough, wasn’t I?” König panicked as he looked you over for any signs of pain. You laughed and pecked his lips.

“No, God no-that was amazing,” you exhaled. He smiled sheepishly as he captured your lips with his own. You whimpered when he slipped his cock out of you, his cum dribbling down your thighs and onto the crisp sheets below.

“Did so well for me,” he praised between breaths. He laid down on his side, his arms pulling you to his wide chest. “My Katzchen,” he murmured into your tousled hair. You snuggled against him, his body radiating warmth like no other. Your eyelids felt heavy as you listened to his heartbeat steady.

You were his, and he was yours.

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König x Male Reader Summary: During your first time together, you learn some surprising things about König. Warnings: NSFW, 18+ Only. First time together, top!reader, submissive virgin!König, fingering, protected anal, aftercare.

A pleased hum rumbles through your chest when you deepen the kiss, König opening his mouth so your tongue can slide in as he allows himself to be pushed flatter against the couch. You stay like that for a few more minutes, bathing in the heat shared between your bodies, desire increasing in your veins at the quiet moans that he lets out as he sinks into you.

It all stops when you plant a hand on König's thigh, fingers trailing up and up closer to his crotch when he sucks in a nervous breath, stuttering out an embarrassed "W-wait."

You stop immediately, withdrawing your hand and sitting up. "Is everything ok?" you ask, the genuine concern in your voice making butterflies flutter in König's stomach.

He's thankful he still has the safety of his hood - he can hide the deep crimson blush creeping up on his cheeks as he readjusts the fabric so his face is covered again. He sighs, following you up to sit in an upright position and pauses, attempting to sort the jumbled thoughts in his head before speaking. “I… haven’t done this before.” He steels himself, prepared for the reaction, anxiety flooding in about how you’d judge him, leave him for someone with more experience, who can give you the pleasure you want.

“Oh.” Here it comes, the rejection, leaving him to wither in a puddle of self deprivation- “That’s ok, we don’t have to do anything you aren’t comfortable with.”

His eyes shoot to your face, searching for any sign of doubt but he finds none, just you looking at him with an easy, reassuring smile. König is silent for a moment, brain trying to process what you just said. “W- what?”

You take his hand, thumb rubbing assuredly across his knuckles. “If you don’t want to do anything, we won’t.” His stomach flips, how you accept it so easily, but deep down, he does want this, wants to experience it with you.

“No mein liebling, I want to.”

* * *

Soon enough you have him on his hands and knees in front of you, palm smoothing down the curve of his spine to try and help him relax. His cock twitches in interest as you gradually move lower and lower towards his hole. “Are you ready?” You ask, and when he nods you clarify. “Need to hear you say it König.”

He breathes heavily, his face burning with embarrassment. “I’- I’m ready.”

“Just tell me if you need me to stop and I will.” His body tenses when he hears the cap on the bottle of lube click open, but you’re quick to notice, hand continuing its trail up and down his spine after you’ve dolloped some lube on your other hand, spreading it around as much as you can one handed.

You continue until he’s relaxed again, limbs looser than before. “Good boy,” you praise, goosebumps gathering on his skin.

Bringing a finger to his hole he flinches when he first feels the contact, body jumping away from the digit. You keep your hand still, moving from his spine to his hip, rubbing circles into the skin as he breathes. He moves back, fighting to keep still as you finally press a finger against his hole, spreading the lube until he’s used to the feeling.

Doing this for a few moments, you’re surprised when he speaks up, a hint of desperation in his tone. “M-more please.” Teasing the tip of your finger against his rim you gently apply pressure, opening him up more and more until you can just barely slide in, pausing to let him adjust.

You can hear how heavy he breathes, and you lean down to trail kisses down his spine, hoping to offer some comfort. “That’s it, just breathe.” He sighs when you begin to move your hand again, teasing the finger in and out until you’re knuckle deep, massaging his gummy walls. He groans when you push all the way in, cock underneath twitching, pearls of white gathering at the tip.

Slowly you introduce a second finger in the same way you did the first until he’s rocking back against you, chasing the heat broiling in his belly. His breathing picks up and he lowers a hand to his cock, rapidly beginning to fuck into his hand as he cries and moans with pleasure, orgasm approaching unexpectedly fast.

Letting him use your fingers he soon arches with a harsh, final cry, cock erupting with strings of white as he paints his hand, splashing up to his chest as his cock rocks with his thrusts. Body twitching around your fingers he collapses forward onto his arms as your fingers slip from his hole, his chest heaving as he comes down from his orgasm.

He’s dazed, muttering something in German you don’t quite catch, seemingly in his own world until he feels you shift behind him, your palm feeling scalding hot against his skin as you bring him back. “You ok?”

He takes a moment before finally speaking. “Yes,” he nods, causing you to shuffle back as he flips himself onto his back, giving you little time to react before he takes a fistful of your shirt and pulls you down towards him, capturing your lips with his own. Pressing your body against his he whimpers against your lips when he feels the bulge in your pants rock against him, and all anxiety is gone when he breaks apart. “Please fuck me.”

Groaning you press your mouth to his, stealing the air from his lungs when you lift back, standing to strip yourself of your clothes, cock hard and weeping once it's released from its confines.

König gulps, your cock now looking a lot bigger without anything concealing it. Desire wins out over his anxiety, and his legs willingly part when you settle between them, rolling a condom down your cock and drizzling some lube along your shaft. Pressing your head against his entrance you test his reaction as he feels something bigger trying to penetrate him.

He arches against you as the first inch slides in, a pained hiss filling the air as he opens around you. Your hips stop when his hole clenches around you like a vice, König throwing his head back. Shifting back you let your cock slip from him completely before inching back in, following the rhythm again and again until pain gives way to pleasure, choked sobs finally showing that he’s beginning to enjoy it.

It’s a while before you’re completely bottomed out, and here you stop, letting König control when you move. He’s quiet apart from hushed pants, but a hand closes around your wrist, and he manages to stutter out “Y-you c-can move.”

Agonisingly slow you draw halfway out and push back in, König moaning at the feeling. He’s like a tight fist around you, but with each movement it becomes easier, until finally you can set a decent pace, your hips slapping against his ass with each thrust.

Unable to stay quiet he gasps and moans, strong legs wrapping around your waist to dig his heels into the bottom of your back, encouraging you to keep going. He wraps a hand around his cock, dripping and flushed at the tip and begins to jerk himself off, body unsure of whether he wants to fuck back against you or into his grip.

You pick up your thrusts, pulling a high pitched whine from König as you catch his prostate, focusing on hitting that spot again and again until he’s seeing stars, body ascending into pleasure as he comes with a hoarse cry, hole clenching and twitching around your cock as he releases his load onto his chest.

Close to your own high you continue with your thrusts, your rhythm becoming sloppy and desperate as the coil tightens in the pit of your stomach. Just one look at the pleasured expression on König’s face and one, two, three more thrusts you’re coming undone, pleasure seeping through your veins as you fill the condom, your hips jerking in small, shaky thrusts as König’s hole milks you dry.

Keeping yourself from collapsing on top of him you move a hand to cup his face, giving him a moment to recover before asking. “Are you alright? How was it?” He just nods, something you take as a good sign, brain too scrambled in his head to say anything.

He whines when you try to move, shaky arms clinging to you as you keep him anchored. You press a kiss to his temple, gently shushing him. “I’m just going to get something to clean you up, I’ll be back soon.” König relents, releasing you from his grasp and you go on wobbly legs, disappearing into the bathroom. He briefly hears the trickling of water over his heartbeat in his ears, and lies back down, trying to get his breathing under control.

When he hears your footsteps he cranes his head, watching as you return to bed with a damp cloth, the condom already discarded. His limbs feel like they’re weighed down, and he can’t do much as you gently wipe away the evidence of his release across his chest, his skin cooling as the cloth drags across his skin.

Once he’s as clean as you can get him you return the cloth to the bathroom and slide under the bed sheets, barely getting comfy before König uses the last of his strength to shuffle up beside you, leaning half his weight onto your side as he rests his head on your chest, his eyelids suddenly feeling heavy.

Your hand immediately combs through his hair, lulling him closer and closer to sleep as he melts onto you, almost purring like a content cat. “Was that what you wanted?” you question, a smile breaking out across your face as he relaxes on you.

He barely responds, a quiet “Mhm” and a barely-there nod as his breathing evens out, falling asleep against you. Trying to contain your laugh your chest barely shakes, König trying to burrow closer against your skin. You continue gently scratching his scalp until weariness calls, lying your head back as you try to sleep as well.

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