#mw2 König

[yawnderu]

Pornstar!König's cock is a bitch breaker— that much you know by the way he's ramming every single inch of thick, veiny meat into your sopping cunt, his large hands digging on the supple skin of your waist in a bruising hold, his heavy balls slapping against your sensitive clit every time he manages to bury himself all the way in.

His blue eyes are fully focused on the screen displaying your face, the rhythm of his thrusts only getting rougher to drag more whiny moans out of your parted lips, exhaustion written all over your face at having to take his large dick on what was supposed to be a day off— only accepting a job after thousands of comments bombarding your media, begging you to collaborate with König. Perverts, you knew, yet you're more than happy to play into their fantasies.

One of the cameras pans to your face, fully capturing the alluring scene of your fucked-out state, beads of sweat dripping down your warm forehead, half-lidded eyes barely managing to stay open despite the way they're threatening to roll back with each deep thrust, and that famous smile that shows you crave his treatment. A trademark of sorts, something that made you end on the front pages of popular porn websites more than once, the very same thing that caught König's attention months ago.

“Harder.” A command you instantly regret the moment his hips falter, his brow scrunched up in mild disbelief, yet what is the behemoth of a man if not a people pleaser? König lets out a muffled chuckle, his warm hand trailing up to your chest, lazily rubbing your sensitive, pierced nipple with his thumb.

“Harder?” He repeats, his hips moving at an agonizingly slow pace, a smirk pulling on the corners of his lips beneath the mask the moment a whiny moan of protest is dragged out of your lips.

“Fuck yourself with my dick.” You can hear your own heartbeat pulsating on your ear, the rate steadily rising at his command. His breath hitches the moment you impale yourself onto his throbbing cock right after his words, his calloused hand giving your tit one last squeeze before moving back down to your waist, his large fingers digging onto the crevice of your warm skin, admiring the thin layer of sweat covering your body, the way your ass jiggles every single time you move on his dick.

His eyes darken with desire, his hands almost itching with the growing need to fuck into you, something he manages to ignore for mere seconds before thrusting back into you the moment you pull away, a sharp gasp leaving your lips at the way his bulbous head hits your sensitive cervix over and over, his wide hips slamming against yours, filling the room with a lewd melody of skin slapping against skin and combined moans desperate for release.

König doesn't hold back, his thrusts deep and powerful as your fingers grip the bedsheets, trying to find a way to release the overwhelming sensations. He can feel your body trembling beneath him, the sound of your whiny whimpers only serving to heighten his own arousal, shooting one of the cameras a look that drips pure arrogance— his movements becoming more urgent and demanding.

One of the screens displays the way your eyes roll back in ecstasy as your walls tighten around his thick cock, a sense of satisfaction and pride filling him as you cum, only then allowing himself to succumb to his release, his cock throbbing inside you as ropes of hot white cum shoot right into your womb, a loud groan leaving his lips.

Despite how rough he likes to fuck, König pulls out of you, his softening cock coated with your slick and his own cum as your body falls on the bed, utterly exhausted. You can feel his large arms wrapping around you from behind, the sound of fabric rustling filling your ears as you feel his warm lips press a soft kiss to your temple, whispers of praise that have never come out of his lips slip out with so much easiness that it almost surprises him.

[diejager]

More Yan!Pervy roommate König x fem!reader cw: somnophilia, dub-con, creampie, rough sex, pervy!König, tell me if I missed any.

He’s a sinner, a desperate thing when he found himself standing at the foot of your bed, staring at you sleeping figure in a baggy tank top and extremely tight shorts. He had to gulp down the saliva that pooled under his tongue, there was as much as the hunger and heat that pooled at his crotch, making him throb. He stared down at you, small and vulnerable before him. You were such a treat for his eyes. 

He loomed over you, hands reaching for you with desperation, pushing you to your back. The bed creaked when he moved to straddle you, pressing himself to you, the wet spot on his boxers grinding on your thigh. He let out a shuddered groan, eyes rolling to the back of his head, thoughts swarmed his head with salacious images. He’s dreamed of feeling your tight cunt around him, the soft and warm walls gripping into him like a vice. For so long, he spent so long watching you from afar before you moved in and he could touch you.

Perhaps that’s how he found himself balls deep inside of you, ramming his leaky and angry cock into your spongy cervix while you moaned and mewled. Your legs hooked over his arms and snoring away, your shirt was hacked up your chest, tits bouncing with every hard thrusts and your shorts hanging from an ankle. He remembered coming inside, cum spurting from his tip and watching his spend roll down your ass. He was glad he wore a mask, his balaclava hiding his ferocious blush when you limped to the bathroom with his dried load crusting on your inner thigh. 

Once he had a taste, he couldn’t get enough, coming to your room every night to fill your pink cunny with his thick, veiny cock and painting your walls with his cum. Night after night, he tried different positions, pushing your body and your slumber to it’s limit to see how he preferred fucking you. He liked mating press, getting up close and personal with your pleasure-screwed face. Then there was the scoop me up, pressing his chest against your back as his balls slapped your twitching clit. And finally the one where he could push you to the bed, raising your hips lightly to rut against you, panting and cursing at the slight change. 

He grew too comfortable with this routine of his to notice your slight suspicion and your whines when you slid off the bed. He froze when you grumbled, blinking blearily at him while he fucked you, your soft voice calling out his name. He didn’t know how to react, what to do in moments where you woke up with him over you. 

“It’s just a dream, Schatz, ” he mumbled, pressing his lips to your sweaty forehead. 

“‘S a dream?”

“Ja, Schatz, a dream.”

He expected you to fall back asleep, to watch you close your eyes and snore, but he hadn’t thought you’d grind back against him, pushing your hips up and mewling. He nearly lost himself when you asked for more, your legs closing around his narrow waist. The night flew by in a flurry of delusioned love and obsessed perversion. He let himself fill you over and over again, watching your stomach bloat with his cock and his cum.

When morning came, you hobbled from your room to the bathroom, limping with a tired gleam in your eyes. He waved a cup your way, showing you what awaited you after you finished and joined him in the kitchen. You still smiled and laughed, acting no different than you had yesterday. Perhaps you truly did believe you had a wet dream, him pounding you into the mattress, face down and ass high up. 

He hoped tonight will be similar, fucking you until you woke up and believed in his half-assed lie about it being a wet dream so that you’d let him fill you up. Once he’s had a taste of that sweet cunt of yours, peeping from a hole, jerking himself to your sleeping figure and fucking your panties weren’t enough anymore. He wanted more, he thirsted for more, so he’ll just take more from his sweet, little Schatz.

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[skelnexswriting]

Tall enough?

➪ | Pairing: | König x reader

➪ | Warnings: | Fluff, best friends to lovers, fem reader, Y/n used, reader is implied Austrian, 3rd person pov, “l/n” means last name.

➪ | Summary: | As kids Konig asked y/n to marry him. But she’d only let him if he became taller than her. Well skip a few years, the pair reunite and well..he’s definitely taller.

➪ | A/n: | Requested by the lovely @bythe-water-fountain , hope they and everyone enjoys!

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Everyone had a child best friend. Even hardened soldiers.

König still wonders about his childhood bestfriend. A girl named y/n.

He and y/n grew up in Austria together. They both lived near each other and even went to the same school.

But at the ripe age of 19. They got separated..y/n moved to another city, going off to college and König went off to the army.

But that didn’t mean he just got up and forgot about her. No, he would never. She was the one who was always there for him. Y/n had a kind heart and soul, which only made him fall for her.

But Konig and Y/n were just young kids before. Young kids did silly things, made silly promises. But it wasn’t all that silly to König.

He loved y/n as his best friend. But he also would’ve loved for her to have been more.

Königs still remembers the day that his younger self proposed to her on one knee at the playground.

…

It was at the park near his house, the two always went to. But one day in winter, when the snow was falling, decorating everything white. König decided to try something. Young König was an impatient child, practically dragging the young girl to the play ground. Once they finally got there he dropped on one knee and proposed with sloppily made paper ring.

Excitedly konig asked, “Y/n! Will you marry me?”

Young Y/n giggled at the boy. She decided to have some fun and only agree if one thing were to happen.

“Under one condition.”

“Anything!” The young boy quickly agreed.

“If you grow taller than me, then ill let you marry me!”

Young y/n wore a proud smile while a young könig sulked. It seemed impossible to the young boy. What if he never grew taller.

“Hey thats not fair!”

“Rules are rules König! Now race you to the swings!”

…

That was his favorite memory of Y/n, he was surprised he had been so bold at a young age. He thought it was silly but still wonders if she remember that deal the two of them made.

He always wondered. He wondered where she was. Was she still in the city the two grew up in? Or had she moved away, exploring the world. He also tried to come up with ideas of what Y/n may be doing. Had she fulfilled her childhood dreams of starting her own cafe?

Maybe König could find out on this trip back home.

…

Y/n also wondered about König. The kind, anxious boy always haunted her thoughts.

She missed him. Things weren’t the same without him.

The city seeming colder, without the chatty boy who used to go with her everywhere.

Y/n constantly wondered about how he was. Was he safe? Would she ever see him again?

She hoped so. She hoped magically one day that she’d bump into him.

Y/n wished nothing more but to tell him about her day, how she opened up her own cafe like she wanted.

König was her best friend, but sometimes she wished she told him she wanted to be more than that.

That she wanted to come home everyday from work and lay in his arms. That she wanted to be the girl of his dreams.

Maybe he already had someone..maybe there was already a girl that welcomed him back from his deployment..

The thought hurt. But y/n still held onto the small bit of hope that the boy would come back to her.

…

Being back home was different from how König expected. Of course he was happy to see his parents, but he was sad to hear that his family had’t heard the l/n family since they left. That meant no news about Y/n.

König still had hope. He was determined to meet with her again.

König decided to see what was new in the city, he thought might as well since he was back home.

He saw on the map a new cafe opened. And by the reviews it seemed like a popular spot. König decided to enjoy the cloudy day and take a walk to the cafe. (Might as well work up a small appetite as well.)

On the walk König skimmed through the menu. There was many drink options like lattes, there was also many treats to choose from. What caught his eye was the Sachertorte (a Austrian chocolate cake).

The Austrian dessert brought back many memories for the soldier. Y/n would always bring a piece to school whenever her mom made it. She’d force König to eat it with her, claiming it tasted better when it was shared.

König finally reached the cafe, already settled on what he’d buy. (which was a sachertorte and a simple latte.)

When he opened the door, it chimed from the small bells.

The cafe was simple. it seemed like a cozy spot to just sit and enjoy some treats. He looked around seeing the various plants and a small bookshelf in the corner.

König thought it was going to be packed but it surprisingly wasn’t. But It wasn’t empty either though. Some people stayed and enjoyed their treats, while others took theirs for the road.

“Y/n would’ve loved this place” König thought to himself.

König walked to the counter, but didn’t see anyone. He looked around to see if there was anything to call someone, and he spotted a little bell.

He pressed it, and once he did a soft voice called out from the back.

“Be right with you!”

Shortly after, a girl appeared from the back. She was beautiful.

She wore a simple outfit, a plain t-shirt and some jeans, accompanied by an apron. Her hair was styled to be out her face, showcasing her soft features.

The girl did, however, have to look up quite a bit just to meet his eyes.

“Sorry about the wait. I’m Y/n! And i’ll be your barista today. What can I get you started?”

Y/n. König felt like he was about to die on spot. The more he looked at her, the more he realized that she did look like the young girl he once knew. Was this real? Was he dreaming maybe?

“Sir?”

König broke out from his trance, realizing he must’ve just been standing there, staring.

“Ah. Sorry just..just got distracted. But I’ll have a latte and um a slice of sachertorte”

“Sure thing! Would you like it for here or to go?”

She didn’t recognize him..He knew it was a long time since he’d last seen y/n but he didn’t think he changed that much.

“Here please.”

“Can I have a name for the order?”

“König.”

He noticed the way Y/n froze for a moment. Like something had clicked, Y/n slowly looking back up at Konig.

“Maus?” (Mouse)

The nostalgic nickname brought so many memories back. She’d given him that nickname because of how short he was back then. He gently smiled at her before replying,

“Ja”

“How did you? When did you get so- so tall?!“

König softly chuckled at her bewildered state.

“How about we talk over a slice of sachertorte, plus you always said it tasted better when shared.”

Y/n smiled recalling the memory.

“I’ll get you that latte and slice of sachertorte right away.”

…

Y/n never made a latte so fast in her life. She quickly put everything together and brought over the drink and treat to where König was sitting.

She took the seat across from him and spoke first,

“So when did you get back?”

“Just today actually. Saw that this new cafe opened and wanted to check it out. You?”

“Got back couple years ago. Decided to start up the cafe I always wanted to.”

König didn’t know how he hadn’t realized that this was her cafe. The decorations practically had “y/n” written all over them

“Wow, i mean look at this, this place is great!”

…

The two chatted as if they’d seen each other every day, like they’d never been separated. Eventually y/n did have to get a back to work, but König stayed.

He enjoyed the rest of his drink and cake. Once he was done, he decided to grab a book and read it. All while casually stealing glances at y/n while she worked. He also stayed because he still had one thing to ask.

…

Timed seemed to fly by. Before the two knew it, it was time to close. Y/n cleaned off everything, ending the day.

König offered to help but y/n quickly declined.

Once she was done, she sat back where she previously was earlier. König was the first to speak this time.

“Y/n. I have something to ask you.”

Y/n slightly furrowed her brows, curious as what he may ask. She nodded, prompting him to ask.

“Well remember that day at the playground where i proposed as kids. Well im taller than you now, so when’s the wedding.”

Y/n couldn’t help the smile that spread across her face, recalling the memory. She covered he face with her hands, silently laughing at their silly antics.

“I can’t believe you still remember that. But i’ll settle for a nice date before our wedding.”

“Deal.”

…

König stuck to his part of the deal. When he came back from yet another deployment, he took y/n on a nice picnic date in the very same park his younger self proposed to the very same y/n.

That one date turned to two, two turned to three. Three turned to many. After those many dates, the title best friends turned to significant others.

König even moved into an apartment with Y/n after a few months of being together. And well that apartment turned into a home eventually.

Soon enough one and a half year later, König finally succeeded in fulfilling the deal he made with y/n as a young boy. Where if he grew taller than her, she’d let him marry her. Now he was taller and the girl he’s loved his whole life, let him have the honor of finally marrying her.

[mrshesh]

little hot things he does - mw2 men & cod: ghosts men

overview: what the title says! little hot things he does. :)

pairing: mw2 men & cod: ghosts men x gender neutral reader, romantic

genre: fluff, spice?

a/n: i saw somebody make something like this a while ago, and I thought i'd make one for our gorgeous men ahahah 😭

x When you two are walking in public, especially in crowded places, he sets his hand on your lower back and guides you as you walk, keeping you close to him. 

simon "ghost" riley, john "soap" mactavish, john price, phillip graves, horangi, logan walker, thomas merrick

x Instead of saying “Yes?” or “Yeah?” when you ask him a question, he says “Hm?” or “Mhm?” <3

könig, john price, keegan russ, logan walker

x He places his hand on the back of the passenger seat’s headrest when he reverses his car and looks back/behind him. 🤭

simon "ghost" riley, john "soap" mactavish, kyle "gaz" garrick, phillip graves, könig, horangi, david "hesh" walker, alex "ajax" johnson

x He leans on the doorframe, like a lot. He does it by instinct! It doesn’t matter if he’s resting his shoulder on the side of the doorframe or if his hands grab the top of the frame - he just leans on it a ton.

simon "ghost" riley, john price, alejandro vargas, elias "scarecrow" walker, thomas merrick, david "hesh" walker

x When he speaks to you, he gives you his undivided attention, his gaze so intense you can feel your heart in your throat. His eyes don’t move from yours, even if yours wander around. 

simon “ghost” riley, john "soap" mactavish, alejandro vargas, könig, logan walker, keegan russ, elias "scarecrow" walker

[yandere-kokeshi]

May I request Yandere!Ghost and König (Not poly pls) who has darling who tries to convince him that he needs help, but isn’t rude or mean about it! She genuinely wants to help him? Please and thank you!

— Yandere Ghost and König with female darling, who tries to convince them that they need help

Warnings: yandere behavior and slight delusional behavior. Also, fem reader.

A/N: I loved this. I hope you enjoy <3

Simon “Ghost” Riley:

He’s offended — what do you mean he requires help? 

When you speak to him calmly, he narrows his eyes, looking at you with slight annoyance. Even though he knows you mean good, he will turn you down completely. 

Simon, whilst also aware of his behavior, believes it’s there for a reason — to protect you. He’s not going to open up to some therapist, or some police to have a chance of you getting away and getting hurt. 

Despite your wishes, he will say no. He can see your reasoning, but he’s keeping away from any professionals because he knows how they’ll react once and if he opens up. 

And if you ask for a reason, he’ll ignore the question and immediately guilt-trip you into understanding that you’re the only one who understands him. That everyone is out to get you, and they’ll take you away from him. And you wouldn’t like that, now, would you?

König:

He’s taken back — what do you mean he needs help? Don’t you realize that this type of love is just normal?

But as he listens to you, he somehow takes it, in his own delusional way, that you must be afraid of him. That his suffocating coddling, and continuous dog-following patterns are too much, and you’re just nervous. There’s no need to be, okay?

He nods along, before interrupting you that he understands you; taking a whole different approach as he starts to talk about how maybe you’re afraid of commitment. He reassures you that there’s no need to be because he’s yours and you’re his. 

König, in a simple way, completely ignores your wishes and turns it around to you being afraid. In his head, possibly you’re the one who requires help, no?

He means no harm — and immediately jumps up as the ‘husband’ as he is. Taking care of you, making sure you’re well satisfied. Isn’t that what a lover does? Isn’t this what you wanted? He loves you far too well.

—

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[judethejudas]

Asking them on a date— Ghost and König Imagines

How would the boys react to you asking them on a date? How do they behave on the date? It’s quite fluffy.

König:

- He’s shocked. Shocked and embarrassed, only because he’s never been asked out before.

- He’s immediately ridden with anxiety and deathly afraid he’ll disappoint you.

- But he agrees, a very quiet ‘yes’ is what he gives you.

- It’s dinner at his place. You know how he gets so shy in public that you’ll give him a home field advantage.

- He’s beyond relieved you suggested his place, but still nervous that he has to vigorously clean his apartment to make it spotless for you.

- He’s an incredible cook and he knows it, but he’s cooking for you so it HAS to be perfect. No room for flaws.

- He dresses nicely but he’s not overdressed. He wears his good dress shirt and slacks— which he still frets about because what if he looks ridiculous?

- When you see him, you tell him he looks very handsome and all his worries about himself are gone. You look incredible yourself and he definitely lets you know— very quietly and shyly though.

- König is a perfect gentleman. He takes your coat and pulls your chair out, offers you any beverages aside from the wine at the table.

- Of course he’s still quiet and sometimes stumbles on his words when he speaks but you don’t poke fun at him. And he greatly appreciates it.

- You gush about dinner and how delicious it is, König has to hide his little smile at that.

- The more wine he has, the more talkative he is. He’s less shy and expresses his interest in you, showing attentiveness when you speak, and talks about himself too if you ask him a question. Hardly a stutter.

- Soon you’re both wasted on wine and decide to sit on the couch. It’s only when you’re a bit more touchy with him that his blush returns.

“Are you alright, König?” You ask him, leaning in so closely to inspect the red tint on his cheeks. You’re painfully unaware of how close you are to him and it’s driving König insane.

“I-I’m alright, I swear..”

“Hm..” You squint your pretty eyes at him and see that the tips of his ears are pink too. “I don’t know, I feel like you have a fever coming on.”

You lean closer to his ear and he feels your wine ridden breath touch him. He has to suppress his shiver and turns his head away.

“I’m not sick.. I’m just..”

“Just what, König?”

He feels your fingers holding his chin and turning his face to you, and his eyes widen slightly in surprise.

“I…” He starts, but can’t find the words to describe how he’s feeling. He’s so lost in your eyes and the blush only intensifies. The wine is messing with him. One side fights to show you a confident man, the other wants to remain timid.

One of them wins this round.

Without thinking, the confident man in him kisses you.

You’re the one who’s surprised now and you gasp into the kiss.

He mistakes it for displeasure and immediately pulls away, going back to his shy personality.

“I’m so sorry, I should have asked for permission first-“

You quickly cut him off by kissing him and he falls back from the force, now laying on the couch with you on top of him. His eyes are wide in shock but he’s happy, so happy you like him too.

The two of you continue to kiss, with your hands gently stroking his chest and shoulders while his own nervously hold your hips.

But he’s not overthinking for once. There are so many things he could be worrying about but he refuses to ruin this moment.

Then you pull away and stare into his eyes, both of you panting quietly.

“Do you really feel the same way..?” He breathes out.

And you kiss him again.

Of course you feel the same.

__________

Ghost:

- He could tell how nervous you were when you asked him on a date. How could he say no to that?

- He plays it cool, giving you a ‘sure, sounds like fun’ and you nearly die on the spot.

- In reality? He’s not used to dating. He prefers his own company and because of his past, he doesn’t want to burden anybody. So he never gets into anything serious. He’s more confident in the field with his teammates, but alone? With somebody? He’s a tad bit afraid.

- His social skills aren’t up to par, but he fakes it until he makes it. He’s confident but doubting himself on the inside.

- He’s going in casual attire, nothing fancy or else he feels as if he’s performing himself.

- You invited him to your place for dinner and he can tell you put a lot of effort into it. He thinks it’s so cute.

- Dinner is amazing and he tells you that, he hasn’t had a home cooked meal in so long so it’s much more special to him.

- You both chat and eat, mostly about how difficult it is to maintain and separate your civilian lives and the military. He’s happy he’s not alone in that. You both feel comfortable just being at the base and being with the team. It’s hard to connect to anyone outside of work.

- Ghost is a hard man to read and he knows you’re nervous the whole time. He hardly makes facial expressions and his voice is one toned. He worries inwardly about that but doesn’t show it. All he could do was hope you think he’s being genuine in his compliments and what he says to you. He just doesn’t know how to change.

- After dinner, you’re both on the couch with glasses of wine— continuing to chat with each other. He’s hoping the alcohol will make it easier for him to express himself. It does not.

- The wine doesn’t relax you either, if anything, you’re even more shy now. It was only when you didn’t want to look at him that he decided that this had gone far enough.

“You know I like you, right?”

You’re shocked at his words and nearly choke on your wine.

You quickly look at him after he says that, seeing his flat expression and hearing that monotone voice.

No way. He can’t possibly feel the same as you do.

“Are you sure?” You blurt out. And mentally slap yourself for asking such a dumb question. All you could do was berate yourself in your mind and tell yourself he doesn’t like you. His expression says it all and so does his voice. You have to look away again and lose yourself in lack of confidence.

You don’t even notice him moving closer.

“(Y/n).” He says, in a strangely softer voice than usual. It startled you and you silently gasp, seeing how close he is to you now.

You feel his hand taking the glass from your hand and putting it on the coffee table.

That’s when you’re looking into his eyes and he’s staring right back at yours. You see the emotion there, the softness he held for you. It wasn’t about the facial expressions or how he sounds. You were focusing on the wrong things.

He does like you.

His calloused hand comes up to hold your cheek and neither of you speak a word. You let yours and his actions do the talking now.

You both connect your lips together.

He’s gentle with you at first, showing that he doesn’t want to intimidate you or ever mean to. After a while, he shows more passion and interest by deepening the kiss and you have to lay back— with him crawling on top of you.

You feel him smiling in the kiss but you don’t dare open your eyes, you only let him show his emotions the way he’s comfortable doing it.

The tears dampen your lashes as you’re overwhelmed with joy.

You know he’s feeling the same.

_________

Hope you guys enjoyed— by the way I do take requests. I’m just a slow writer so you have to be patient-

[deathc-re]

könig is a big man. and big men take up space, so it's no surprises he drives a big ol truck like that. he loves his truck. and he loves that you love his truck. it bring the two of you together in many ways. how's that you might ask?

because it's so high off the ground the you need his help to get into it.

because the first time you even sucked him off was in that truck. horrible traffic, bumper to bumper with nowhere to go. his big veiny hand that was placed on your thigh rode up, all the way to the hem of your shorts then down again. he played with your clit, dipping down into your cunt to collect your juices and one thing lead to another. doors locked, windows tinted, you bobbed your head, up and down. tears prickling at the corners of your eyes as your throat struggled to take most of him.

because after an argument the two of you sat in silence on the long, long drive home and wordlessly he pulled into an empty lot and parked. he got out of the drivers seat and walked around to your side, outstretched a hand to help you get out and lead you to the back seat. Where he proceeded to roughly fuck into you, the sound of skin slapping, his grunts, your whines and whimpers overtaking the tense silence.

because on a hot summer day, while he sat back, dick painfully hard in his shorts, he watched you clean his truck. the smallest bits of clothing on your soaked and soapy skin. hair pulled back, sunglasses on while you swayed your hips and bounced your body to the music playing through your speaker.

because after a particularly hard day for you, he took you to your favorite spot to eat, brought you out to a little clif that over looked the now far off city and held you close. you both spent the night watching the lights and the stars above, chatting and eating away. you whispered sweetly to each other, sharing deep kisses in the dark of night, holding each other close and wordlessly confessing your love.

ts is highly self indulgent but what can i say, i like trucks 💋

[sillystargirll]

Overstimulated with König ✧

all he wants is to see you squirt for him~

The smell of sweat and got sex lingers in the air. There's an ache in your wrist from the angle your palm is pressing against the headboard. Sweat coats your skin, rolling down the curve of your cheek to drip from the tips of your ears. Even more, sweat drips from König's body above to fall onto you.

n-no more Königgg , I can't ahh~." His hips are slapping against yours. you can feel his hot breath on your shoulder as he keeps ramming into you, You've already came a few times from his actions each one even sweatier than the last. But you're far too hungry to him, for this, to be ready to stop.

"Shit, you're so fucking tight, and wet, you feel so good around me Mein Schatz" said while reaching to rub my clit. you let out an especially loud moan at the contact. His movements were rough and ruthless as he pounded into you and rubbed your puffy nub.

Soon you felt yourself start to twitch and cum all over his cock again. Although you had came, his pace hadn't faltered one bit as he fucked you through your orgasm. Tears leaked from your lower lash line and you screamed, as the pleasure became unbearably good.

his thrust become more erratic as he chased his release. As he rammed against the deepest parts of me, you were on the verge of your fourth orgasm of the night. As soon as you felt his hot cum fill me, you saw white became completely fucked out. your juices started gushing and flowing out, further making a mess of the sheets, and soaking as well König as well.

König pulled out of you as you felt so full with his cum inside of you .

"You're so Beautiful y/n, Mein Liebling you know that right?" He said, you let out a whimper as he started to gently finger you.

"König please I-I can't cum anymore." you felt so tired you've felt like if your whole body was on fire.

"One more Mein Schatz , just cum for me one more time Mein Liebling" he demanded softly as he leaned over me and nibbled on the lobe of you ear. you moaned as he picked up the pace and added another finger.

As three fingers pumped in and out of my cunt, König whispered softly in my ear. Your brain was barely functioning and all you could focus on was his fingertips prodding at your sweet spots.

 you started to feel another uprising orgasm, you move your hand to your clit and begin to rub rough circles on it.

"fuck! König I'm gonna cum~." I yelled out, König didn't stop but instead sped up as he continued to finger your pussy.

"Cum for me y/n, cum for, me~." he said as he brutally shoved his fingers in and out. you still tried your best to hold on and not fall over the edge. König pressed the palm of his hand against your stomach that put pressure on my bladder.

f-fuck König !"

Eventually, you couldn't hold on any longer and his fingers buried in your hole pushed you into a white-hot orgasm. Your body twitched rapidly and a stream of liquid came spurting from your cunt. you let out a quiet scream and your eyes glossed over.

"you did so good for me meine Prinzessin~." as he kissed your shoulders and rubbed your thighs with his big aggressive hands. he got what he wanted after all.

[neimlise]

König: I don't know how to tell you this, but... I love you.

(Y/n), smiling: That's great, König. Especially considering the fact we've been married for 6 years.

[dropped-their-sniper]

KÖNIG IDLE ANIMATIONS

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[yawnderu]

Thinking about how König loves using toys on you under the excuse that he's just preparing you to take his massive cock :((

It might have been true months ago, but he's just such a perverted loser that he gets off more to seeing you take big toys and even his fist if he's feeling extra mean that day :((

Just the image of you bending over for him with your ass up, taking an impossibly huge toy into your puffy, fucked-out hole makes him hard as a rock :(( he loves ruining you for other men, knowing you'll never find satisfaction again, proud that he corrupted you into a needy slut who can only get off with his help.

The day he decides to finally fuck you with his cock is the day ass training begins, wanting to corrupt every single one of your holes.<33

[callsign-datura]

would u ever make a version of fboy ghost for konig? 🙇🏻‍♀️🙇🏻‍♀️

WOULD I EVER? yes.

fuckboy!konig isn't like fuckboy!ghost. he tells you he loves you to butter you up, shows you affection and promises your relationship isn't some fwb thing that will end up in heartbreak and tears.

fuckboy!konig buys you pretty things. you're a pretty person, you deserve nothing but the best. sometimes you tell him he shouldn't, he doesn't have to because those sexy pieces will end up torn to bits by the end of the night anyways so he shouldn't waste his money. but he takes that as a challenge. ends up buying a few hundred dollars worth of lingerie and cute little outfits and normal every day pieces for you to wear. he says it's because he likes seeing you feel pretty, but in reality, seeing you in skimpy outfits because it gives him a raging boner.

fuckboy!konig who treats you like his prince/princess everywhere but in bed. in bed, he says the dirtiest things. things that, if he wasn't buried into you up to the hilt, you'd probably end up tearing up a bit from the venom that coated his voice as he said them. "come on, maus. give me another like the slut you are... you know you wanna drench my cock, mm?" fuckboy!konig who has a habit of shooing off other guys when you're out together. since he treats you like royalty, it's a routine for him to take you out to dinner or take you out to buy clothes or anything like that. and since you're so attractive, you get looks from people in public. he always has a hand on you somewhere to give off a protective vibe to anyone in the vicinity. and since konig is a big fucking guy, most people feel too intimidated to fuck with him and his girl. fuckboy!konig has had plenty of partners. met plenty of women who've begged for his cock, begged for him to put them in a mating press, but when you beg, you do it so prettily. that glossy look in your eyes when you're looking up at him with drool dripping down the corner of your mouth from the intense facefucking he'd gave you minutes prior, when you're whimpering his name so softly and begging him to fuck you... he can't resist. to him, you're irresistible. fuckboy!konig likes being in control. whether that be choking, pulling your hair or putting you into stressful positions, whatever he wants you to do? you will do, and that's just how it works. (f!reader) fuckboy!konig has a breeding kink. a painfully strong breeding kink. he's sworn off hitting it raw since last time he did, you had a pregnancy scare. but when you text him and tell him you're going on birth control? he almost gets hard instantly. thinking of being able to fuck his cum into that pretty hole of yours, thinking of how it would feel to hit your cervix over and over with each bruising thrust and not having a care in the world? holy shit, he's fucking his fist minutes after you text him. (and definitely sending a video) (m!reader) fuckboy!konig is a switch for his boys. loves dominating you, but also loves letting you dominate him; either way, part of him loves just being close to you in general. whether that be with you bent over a counter and one of his hands wrapped around the base of your cock, giving lithe pumping motions as his hips rock back and forth into you, or lying on his back with that pretty body of yours bouncing up and down his cock and fucking him into overstimulation. has a thing for pushing your legs up to your chest and holding your legs together with one hand while he grabs and squeezes the fat of your ass and pounds into you at the same time. this man has you seeing stars. def makes you taste your own cum. fuckboy!konig dreams of fucking you. nightly. definitely wakes up with a painfully hard cock and definitely sends you a video of him pulling the hem of his boxers down underneath his cock, making sure the angle catches the way his length bobs and twitches a bit as he grunts softly into his phone. he's desperate; and his desperation is hot as fuck. fuckboy!konig insists on you seeing other guys, but he can't deny the way his heart flutters when you say no. "you're all i need," you mumble to him, your soft voice making heat blossom throughout his belly. "why would i want some other guy?" and he smiles when he looks down at you, his gaze filled with something that he never expected to feel-- affection.

[skelnexswriting]

Flustered

➪ | Pairing: | König x reader

➪ | Warnings: | Fluff, flustered könig, fem reader, use of y/n, hinted intimacy at the end, 3rd person.

➪ | Summary: | Konig and y/n finally get some time off work and decided to enjoy it with a vacation on the beach. But this is könig’s first time seeing y/n in a bikini and he just cant help himself.

➪ | A/n: | This was anonymously requested so I hope they and everyone enjoys!

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With this field of work, it was hard to get some time off. Y/n and König had been wanting to get away for a bit, but the pair never seemed to find the right time.

Whenever she were able to, he couldn’t and vise versa.

Well until now.

Finally Y/n and könig were given time off at the same time, which meant the two could go off where they wanted.

König told y/n about how he wanted to go to the beach and with the way his eyes lit up at the idea, who was she to deny.

König loved the idea of visiting a nice quiet beach where he could just relax and spend it with the girl he loved most. Where all his stress could just be washed away (literally).

…

So now that brings us to the present.

Y/n let König pick the beach since he seemed trilled by the idea. Luckily he was able to find a secluded yet beautiful beach, and off they went.

When they arrived König couldn’t be happier. The place was beautiful. There was so much green with a clear blue ocean to pair with it. Y/n was happy to see him so happy, to her he almost looked like a kid in a candy store.

“come on, lets go put our stuff away then we can head to the beach. Hows that sound big guy?”

“Sounds perfect, mein Schatz”

The view from the room was beautiful as well, it showcased the ocean perfectly and even had a door leading out to the beach.

König was quick to set his things down and change into more beach appropriate clothes. (Which nicely showed off his build)

“You coming?”

Y/n was unpacking the things, while könig was just about ready to run out.

“Yeah, just let me finish up in here and I’ll meet you out there ok?”

König nodded before heading out to the beach.

Just like he wanted the beach was pretty secluded. Far from him there were only few people which was perfect.

König continued his journey to the water, wanting to dip his feet.

He expected the water to be cold but it wasn’t really. It was just warm enough to be nice and relaxing.

He sat at the shore where the water just barely skimmed his feet, enjoying the view and just basking in the moment. It had been a couple minutes before he heard y/n’s voice calling out to him.

“hey handsome, what you doing?”

“just-“

Before König finish, he turned around and his jaw dropped.

There y/n were in a bikini. It was only now that König realized he’s never seen her in one.

The way it showcased her figure should be illegal. Y/n looked like an angel. A goddess even. König couldn’t couldn’t help the way his eyes slowly raked down your body, following every dip and curve.

It was crazy to think her usual cargos and gear was hiding all this, but now her body was on full display.

He was at a loss for words.

“Everything okay König?”

‘Was everything ok? Everything was perfect actually’ ,thought König.

“Ye- yes, everythings fine- Perfect! Everything’s perfect. It’s just- just that you know. I’ve never seen you in..in a-“

Y/n couldn’t help but laugh at könig. He was always so cute when flustered. His cheeks dusted with pink while he stuttered trying to find the right words.

“A bikini?”

“Ye-yes that..You lo-look gorgeous my love.”

Y/n moved to sit next to König.

now he had a close and perfect view of…everything. Her thighs, hips, chest..

König was growing more flustered by the minute. His eyes betraying him, stealing glance at y/n’s body. Thinking she didn’t notice but she did.

Purposely looking through her lashes, y/n asked, “Why so flustered big boy?”

She was teasing him. She knew this, even he knew this.

König looked about ready to pounce on y/n. If she kept up with this teasing, he wouldn’t be able to stop himself.

“How can I not be, when you look so lovely, mein Schatz.”

König leaned in close with dark eyes and voice low. He leaned in just close enough for his mouth to just barely tickle her ear.

“But i bet you’d look even better with that thing off.”

And König was right. Y/n definitely looked better with that thing off ;)

[mrshesh]

Hello :D I saw that you write for Modern Warfare 2, so I'd like to request how the boys would react if you ask if they'd still love you if you were a worm! Hehehehe :p

"a...worm?" - modern warfare 2 x reader

overview: mw2 men reacting to you asking if they'd still love you if you were a worm

pairing: mw2 men x gender neutral reader, romantic

genre: fluff

a/n: hi anon! thanks for the request, it's really funny. i had a blast writing this. keep them coming!

x simon "ghost" riley

He would turn his head super slowly in your direction after you ask, and you can practically see the look on his face, even with his mask on 😭

He hits you with one of his side eyes, processing the question as he blinks judgementally at you.

“Fuckin' hell." He immediately sighs.

“Well? Would you?"

"Sure."

He would indeed love you, and yes, he would feed you and take care of you.

Realistically, Simon would keep you in his pocket at all times. He would also try to teach you self-defense! (Would it go horrible? Absolutely. But it’s the thought that counts.)

x john "soap" mactavish

“A worm?” He sits back in his seat, looking down at his shoes as he digs into his brain as if this is the most important question of his life. “Yeah, I think I would."

Before you know it, you’re discussing your worm life with Johnny in full detail, with him explaining how he’d build a small house for you in his backyard. 

Immediately bursts out laughing at the thought of you as a worm crawling around with a gun on the battlefield. 

“As long as you don’t cheat on me with some other worm lad, I’d still love ya, bonnie.”

x kyle "gaz" garrick

He, like Simon, hits you with one of his side eyes. 

He actually thinks about it for a hot minute, though, going through the pros and cons of this hypothetical situation. 

“Yeah, pretty much.” He concludes, shrugging as his thoughts return to the mental list of the upsides and downsides of you turning into a worm. 

“The biggest pro is that I can protect you easily. The biggest con is that you’re a worm.” 

He gets so into this scenario, discussing the matter with you as if it’s forthcoming. 

“What about you then? Would you love me if I was a worm?” He returns the question, his mind still wandering. Would you have shelter? How would he feed you? Would he accidentally stomp on you? “Yeah, I would. We can be worms together!” “Word.”

x john price

“Where do you come up with this stuff?” 

He rubs his eyes almost urgently, a light groan coming from him as he breathes heavily. He’s trying to act all tough and unbothered, but in reality, he’s melting inside. He thinks your thought process and comfortability with him is adorable. 

“I’d have to be extra careful with you, wouldn’t I?” 

He runs the scenario in his head, playing it back and skipping forward like a movie. He’s very conflicted. It’s hard to love a worm, but it’s not just any worm - it is you! 

“Sure.” He shrugs while his eyes lock in with yours. His face is to die for. He looks so done.

Realistically, he’d keep you in an aquarium full of dirt. It would be in his office so he can keep an eye on you to assure you aren’t doing something absurd, as worms do.

x alejandro vargas

Oh, he’s living for this. 

You can’t help but snicker a little when he starts laughing at your question. He’s even smacking his thigh with his hand! It can’t be that funny… it’s a simple question!

He wipes his teary eyes when he can feel his hearty laughter calm down. 

“Mi amor, you’re too funny. Yes, I would.”

He’d keep you in his pocket, regularly feeding and petting you. He’d also talk to you constantly, knowing you can’t do anything about it - the thought of it makes him giggle.

“You’re not planning on turning into one, right?” 

x phillip graves

“...What?”

He’s so confused. Why are you asking him this? 

He rolls his eyes at your expression. Your deviance drives him insane, but it also makes his heart flutter. 

He tries avoiding the question, but you keep poking and prodding - it’s safe to say he’s not getting away without an answer. 

“You’re driving me crazy, sweetie.” He sighs, shaking his head in exhaustion. You can see the corners of his lips curl up when you cackle at his response. 

“It would be difficult, but I’d try. Only because it’s you.” 

He would have a hard time originally, but he’d grow to love your worm self. It’s still you, after all. 

x könig

“Hm… I suppose I would.” 

His eyes narrow when he thinks of you as a worm. He’d fancy it if you don’t turn into a worm, but he’d still absolutely adore you.

“You really would?” “Yes. But wouldn’t that be kind of difficult?” His voice is as soft as ever, which tells you he’s genuine. He doesn’t want to hurt your feelings, and he doesn’t want to lie to you - which is ironic since he’d take the best care of you out of all these men! 

He would always keep you on his shoulder and talk to you constantly. You would always be full and entertained, and he would be inclined to pet you regularly. 

He would be afraid to hurt you on accident. He’s a big guy! So he would be cautious with you. 

You would also be in his hands a lot! He would love holding you. 

“But I’d prefer it if you stay like this, schatz.”

x horangi

His head snaps in your direction instantly. His eyebrows furrow unhesitatingly, but he’s soon giggling like a schoolgirl. 

“Jagiya… you are crazy.”

He, like Kyle, starts thinking about this as if it’s inevitably cropping up.

“I would. Just don’t slither all over my face.” “I said worm, not a snake, Jin.” 

He’d keep you on his helmet/his head most of the time. He would remember to feed you every time he eats, and like Simon, he would try to teach you self-defense. He’s already protective of you, but if you were a worm? He’d be your bodyguard. 

“What do worms even eat?” “I don’t know. You’re gonna have to figure that out.” “Wait- don’t tell me you’re turning into one?”

[streysteal]

I bet he never blinks

[judethejudas]

MW2 How they would react to showering together for the first time— Slight NSFW Imagines

Gender neutral reader decides to surprise their boyfriend (Ghost, König, and Soap) by jumping in the shower with them for the first time. What do our boys think about that?

Ghost:

- Simon does a warm shower first and then transitions to cold. You found out the hard way when you decided to surprise him.

- He raises an eyebrow at you when you hop into the shower with him so suddenly, then sees you tense up and scream when the water is freezing.

- He has no shame in eyeing you up and down once you’re in and… are you really trying to escape the shower right now?

- When you try to leave, he’s already wrapping an arm around you and pulling you right back in.

- “And where do you think you’re going, love?” His gruff voice speaks in your ear and you shiver— not only because of the cold water now.

- You protest that it’s too damn cold and turn the water back to warm if you were going to stay.

- He allows it since this was a lovely surprise and he gets to see you naked and drenched in water.

- His dark brown hair is so pretty when it’s wet. Instead of pushed back it’s laying naturally and touching his forehead.

- You get to see all his scars from battle and a few from his bad past. As well as his tattoos that you always color in when you’re bored. They seem much darker in the water.

- He relaxes more when you’re tracing his scars and you two stay like that for a while.

- Then you go into your normal shower routine and Simon is not pleased.

“Love.” He says firmly but you don’t budge.

You’re washing the shampoo from your hair and have your back turned to Simon— who is watching you intensely. This is the first time you come into the shower with him and all you want to do is actually shower?

You’re playing hard to get.

And you smirk when he takes a step forward.

“Something you need, Simon?”

“You know damn well what I need.”

“Mmh. No, I don’t think I do.”

He growls and pressed his body in yours, making you lean into the wall with a cocky smile. Your hands are held up to hold the bathroom tile and you turn to look back at him, seeing his delightfully annoyed look.

“You like teasin’ me, (y/n)?”

You playfully shrug and he has to slap your ass for that— making you gasp.

“I’ll just have to fix that then, won’t I?”

You knew right then and there that the water bill was going to be very high.

A small price to pay, in Simon’s opinion. You two would be doing this often.

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Soap:

- This man uses bar soap and you think it’s the funniest thing in the world when you hop into the shower, seeing him with a light green bar in his hand.

- Thankfully the water is warm and not freezing cold, like SOME men prefer it.

- He smirks when you come into the shower and he’s immediately pulling you close to his chest, giving you a big kiss and putting the soap back on the soap holder.

- You ain’t gonna catch this man dropping the soap. He knows you’ll end up slapping his ass if he does.

- You both just kiss like you’re in the rain and hold each other closely, occasionally giggling too.

- You pull away and look at his face. His mohawk is so cute when it’s wet and appears longer than it is. You secretly hope he’ll grow his hair out more because it’s such a good look on him.

- You’re going into your shower routine but he insists on helping. So now he’s washing your body and you wash his too.

- This man whispers praises to you, loving every inch and curve of your body and he peppers your skin with kisses while washing you.

- He wants you to feel loved and to feel beautiful every chance he gets.

- Perfect husband right over here.

- You feel him washing an area that’s private and you playfully smack his hand, making him chuckle.

- He’s kissing you again. And again. And again. Anywhere he can.

“How did I get so lucky..” He mumbles against your skin and you smile, running your fingers through his mohawk while he lays his head on your shoulder.

Then he leans up to kiss your lips again and you graciously accept. His rough hands come around your waist and holds you closer.

“You’re so beautiful.. so incredible..” He’s whispering in between kissing your cheek. Your jawline. Your neck. Your collarbone.

You shudder and he smirks against your skin, his hands going down to cup your ass.

“John!” You squeak and hit his shoulder with not even an ounce of strength.

He laughs and takes his hands away, giving you a kiss on your cheek instead. You take the bar of soap and give him a look, before dropping it to the floor.

“Grab that for me, would you, dear?”

“I think not, you little minx.”

“Aw, but I need to wash myself!”

“Then you can grab it.”

The two of you playfully bicker over grabbing the soap bar and you have to use liquid soap instead.

Oh well. You’d slap his ass later when he gets out of the shower.

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König:

- This man is new to intimacy and relationships, so he’s not very aware of the possibilities that come with having a significant other.

- So when you get into the shower with him? Goodness gravy he’s startled.

- “Oh I’m sorry, honey. I just need to shower quickly before work.” He nods and tries to hide the embarrassed look on his face. You’ve both seen each other naked so many times but he feels shy each time.

- This man refuses to see your private parts because he feels like he’s peeking. You have to reassure him that it’s okay.

- He’s a tall man, so showering is always awkward for him. And this was the biggest he could find and it still wasn’t enough. The shower head was at level with his neck so there are times where he has to duck down to get all the water.

- You offer to help him wash himself and he nods. His large size also prevents him from reaching places so a little help is very much appreciated.

- You wash his back and he’s instantly leaning into your touch for more. He feels so loved and cared for.

- You ask him to sit down on the bathtub floor and he obliges. Now the water was raining down on his whole body.

- You begin washing his hair and he loves it. The way your fingers gently brush his scalp with shampoo and massage him softly.

- He hums when you hit a good spot and moves even closer to you. His blue eyes are closed and he’s almost falling asleep.

“It feels nice, liebling..” His voice is deeper and more gentle when he’s not timid. You swoon for it each time.

“Should I shower with you more often then?”You say before leaning down and kissing his forehead.

“It would be a lovely treat.” He sighs out and relaxes more into your touch, opening his eyes and looking up at you lovingly.

You smile at him and stroke his cheek with your thumb.

“Isn’t it about time you get ready, dear? I don’t want you to be late..” His voice sounds sad when he realizes you have to go soon, but you shake your head no.

“They can survive without me for a while. Let me take care of you, my love.” You reassure him that you’re staying until you’re both done. You don’t want to leave him just yet either.

He smiles at you and holds your hand, keeping it on his cheek.

“Ich liebe dich.”

You cup his other cheek and give him a gentle kiss on his lips.

“I love you too.”

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I was in the shower when I was thinking about these darling men and thus, this fic was born.

I also fucking love König omfg please give me a König in real life I beg of you universe