WISHFUL THINKING// Knig X Reader

WISHFUL THINKING// könig x reader

pairing konig x f!reader

word count +5k

content warnings nsfw! oral (fem receiving), slight praise kink, kinda mellow in comparison to everything else i do

authors note konig! i hope you enjoy - i love him dearly and would not mind writing for him again if the you nasties want it too

König thought himself better than this.

He was careful, methodical and cautious. Sometimes a little impulsive, but he liked to think that he was generally a patient man. Despite the blood on his hands, König is no worse than the rest.

Yet here he is, standing outside your door in the dead of night. There’s a soft hum of music, and he hears the distant sound of your voice, soft and melodic behind the door. He glances down to that little slip of paper you left him, biting the inside of his cheek. König releases a sigh of defeat, sending a sharp knock to the door.

Sorry I missed you - I’ll make it up to you, come by later?

König considers himself to be an observer. He’s patient, quiet and reserved, he blends in like a shadow. Always stuck on the outside trying to get in, König is used to the feeling of wishful thinking - but it takes a different meaning when he meets you.

A medic, and a damn good one. You had a clean record, history in the field with a stunning reputation and passed training with flying colors. You're quick and efficient, and he’d come to find out that you had a habit to bring out the worst in him.

You always greeted him with an innocent little smile, cheeks turning a shade darker as his gaze landed on you. He’d catch you in the halls, the alley where he smoked, and most often he’d find you with your legs crossed in the infirmary - staring back at him with a playful look on your face. König had a hundred different scars, but his favorites were the ones that healed with you.

He visits the infirmary when his pathetic loneliness leads him there. Covered in blood (though he isn’t sure whose it is), König would find himself stalking straight towards you. The dark fabric of his mask hid the excited smile that was plastered on his face each time he had an excuse to see you.

He told you his name one day when you found him leaning alone in an alley, a cigarette dangling between his fingers. Your eyes sparkled with curiosity, eagerly taking a spot next to him and letting his towering frame shadow you.

König was unconsciously flicking the lighter to life, eyes catching on you to watch the spark he felt burn to a flame. You were looking up at him, lip caught between your teeth and holding your breath. You asked for his name, words spoken softly against the cool air. When he told you, you hummed softly to yourself - letting the letters roll off the tip of your tongue until his knees were weak.

“König - I like that.”

He never got over that eager desire he felt each time you said it.

His boots would land heavy on the tile, the smell of chemicals and cleaning supplies leading a trail to your door. He’d stand there a moment, fingers digging into his wound as he stared at the barrier between you two. Heart heavy with that anxious feeling, he would always send a sharp knock on the door - waiting for your voice to ring out like a sweet melody and pull him through.

“König - you know you can just come in, right?”

Days spent with your fingers ghosting over his skin, little stitches and bandages left by your touch. You would tsk softly to yourself, thumb rubbing over the most recent cut and rubbing the blood onto a sterile wipe. He had a habit to stare, watching your every movement with baited breath.

You pulled at the seams of everything he’s kept wrapped up so carefully. You gave him soft laughs and gentle touches, the feeling of you burned into his skin. He got hot-faced at the idea of you, head spinning as he lost his sense of control each day spent thinking of you.

He can’t help but abandon all rationality whenever you lean in as he speaks, hands resting on your legs and eyes sparkling with curiosity - almost like you wanted to hear more. You ask him little things, trying to gather pieces of a puzzle with him as the end game prize.

“Do you ever miss home, König?”

“Not really.”

“What’s your job like, König?”

“…Relaxing.”

He lingers for as long as he can, and you never seemed to mind. Most days are spent in a comfortable silence, your brows pulled together in concentration as he shifts under your prodding touch. König - as much as he hates to admit - has a bad habit to fidget when your fingers are dancing along his skin.

It’s because he’s daydreaming about his head between your thighs.

You’d rest a hand against his knee, glancing to him with an eyebrow raised in challenge. Your lips would pull into a smirk, shaking your head at him in disapproval. He savored those little looks, kept them hidden to himself like a dirty secret.

He spent lonely nights with his hand wrapped around himself, your name at the tip of his tongue as his vision went blurry with the thought of you. König shamefully gave in every time, letting the sweet memories of you coat his senses in a bitter desire.

You were just across the hall, a couple doors down with your head resting against the pillow and eyes squeezing shut - doing almost the exact same thing with him in mind.

You've been pining after him for weeks, lip caught between your teeth every time he slips out the door and through your fingers. There’s days where you’ve got your head resting against your hand, legs crossed and thighs squeezing together as König speaks low and quiet to you with that tang of his accent.

“You know you can kick me out anytime,”

“I really don’t want to be bothered by anyone else, König.”

“How sweet of you.”

You’re swallowing down the bittersweet taste of longing when he glances over to you, eyes heavy and sending a pulse of electricity through you. You get sick off his presence, head spun with all the nights you spent dreaming of him.

His laugh send shivers down your spine, the sound harsh and abrupt as it tangles within you. You want to hear it more, and you try to be on your best behavior just for him. But it’s hard - almost impossible when all he does is get you eager and needy off his presence.

He notices too - biting his tongue to keep from getting hard at the way you rub your fingers along his thigh, blushing scarlet and hesitantly pulling back as he grits his teeth to stop the moan that begs to slip out.

“Everything okay, König?”

“Most of the time, yes.”

“That’s good to hear.”

You start letting your touch linger on him, almost hesitant to pull away after all those nights wishing you could stay. You look at him with little wide eyes, staring at that same piece of cloth which holds your favorite pair of eyes that catch you as you’re falling for him. König would watch as you bit your lip between your teeth, brushing strands of hair from your face and shoving down months of wishful thinking that’s started to burn into reality.

You left him a note one night. He’d stalked through the halls, brushing past other medics and making his way straight to you. It’s been a week that he’s been gone, your absence creating a festering wound in him that needed to be tended to.

He found it lying on your desk, folded up nice and neat with his name scrawled across it in large letters. He could almost hear you say it, sweet voice ringing in his ears as he frowns.

The note sits heavy in the palm of his hand, eyes scanning over your sloppy handwriting and reading the words once, twice, a third time just to make sure he read that right.

König glances to the clock, brows furrowing together. His stomach is churning with anxious thoughts, head cloudy with uncertainty as he looks back to the note and reads it a fourth time.

A gentle invitation, but it hangs heavy on his shoulders like a burden. His feet are planted firmly on the tile, towering frame haunting the room like a phantom as he sighs softly to himself. He shoves the note in his pocket, turning on his heel and aiming himself directly to you.

Diesel is desire - and you’ve just added fuel to the fire.

You never told him where you stay, but he knows the route like the back of his hand. He’s caught you slipping through the halls, dragging a hand across your face to wipe away the exhaustion as you sulk on your walk to the infirmary.

König finds himself standing outside your door in the dead of night. His heart is in his throat, tongue tied as his hand hovers over the barrier between you. He’s done it a hundred times, but never like this. Never so casually, so recklessly as he’s led head first by the pathetic ounce of pleasure he’d gain by getting to see you tonight.

He hears the sound of your voice, soft and melodic as it pulls him closer. His head is spinning, the carefully constructed control that he’s kept slipping from his fingers like an invisible string. He’s caught on you, stuck on the way you whisper his name and keep him around like a stray at your doorstep.

He knocks, waiting a moment before he pushes the door open and is greeted with the familiar face of you - this time he knows he can come in.

König has never been more happy that the dark fabric of his mask is hiding the way he’s practically drooling at the sight of you.

Sitting patient and pretty on your counter, your legs dangle over the side and swing gently as you hum a sweet melody and browse through the channels. Your frame is hidden beneath an oversized shirt, your bare thighs rest against the marble and seem to scream at König to come closer.

Your hair is spilling around your shoulders, an arm braces against the counter to keep you propped up. His heart is slamming against his chest, mouth running dry as he basks in the sight of you. All those nights spent pushing down those stolen memories of you are catching up to him.

He doesn’t have the heart to run away anymore.

You glance up to him, a smile playing at your lips as he stands in your doorway. Your eyes are sparkling with familiar look of curiosity, and you’re patiently waiting for him to make his next move. His hands are clenched at his side, knuckles turning white as he battles every inner demon begging him to stay.

“You didn’t wait this time,” you state, cocking your head to the side. He shifts, glancing around the room until he’s drawn back to you. “Were you not expecting me?” He asks, though it’s not direct or demanding. He’s genuinely curious, as if he’s crossed a boundary he’s desperately trying to reset - but only if you want.

“You’re the only person I expect these days,” you say softly, voice laced with admission as the words hang heavy between you.

König feels himself slipping straight to hell - and there’s nothing he can do but watch as you spread your thighs in just the slightest.

An open invitation.

He’s walking towards you, two blue eyes pinning you to the counter. The gear sits heavy on his frame, towering over you as he stands an arms reach away. He smells of cedar and pine, the familiar scent rolling into you as you release and anxious breath.

“Why am I here?” He asks, voice heavy with desire. You blink up to him, fingers digging into the counter to hold back all those months spent pleading with yourself to get a grip.

You hum softly, savoring the close contact of a ghost you’ve been trying to haunt in your own home.

“I figured you might miss me,” you say teasingly, voice soft and pulling at the seams of König's rationality that he’s about to abandon at your words. A little laugh escapes him, and he’s pushing himself between your legs as his hands come to rest against your knees.

It’s an unfamiliar feeling, his hands cold to the touch and sending a shiver along your spine. You’ve dreamed of this, hands digging into your sheets as the image of him wrestles with your self control. He whispers softly to you-

“I’m always missing you, angel.”

Your heart skips a beat to wait up for him, head spinning in a delicate dance alongside him as he lets his fingers drag along your exposed thighs.

“Prove it.”

It’s blind confidence that makes him dip a hand between your thighs, cursing harshly at the way your panties are already soaked through. König hums, his thumb rubbing soft circles into your clit as an anxious breath leaves you.

His eyes are trained on your face, on the way you’re looking at him with pure desire and adoration - like you’ve been waiting for him to spark since the day you met him.

He’s on fire, skin ablaze with the way your little eyes are looking at him eagerly. König feels that careful control slip and shatter. As he carefully drags down your underwear, he swears that there’s a little devil on his shoulder, pushing him closer to you.

Go on - don’t be a stranger, König.

“Be a good girl for me and close your eyes.”

König would spend an eternity on his knees if it was just for you. His hands are pulling you closer to his face, your head leaning back against the cabinets as a soft moan of defeat escapes your lips. Eyes squeezing shut and legs parting to let his hot breath fan against you, your mind is racing as the knot of pleasure begins to wind itself within you.

He plants soft kisses up and along your thighs, savoring each shaking breath you take as you struggle to beg and plead with him. The tip of his nose rubs against your center, his hands finding their grip on your knees as his tongue darts out and sends a lick up and along you.

König thinks you taste like heaven - a sweet honey that consumes his senses until he’s groaning between you, the sound deep and reverberating against your core. You’re already shaking, nails digging into the counter as his lips press themselves into your clit until you’re seeing stars.

He’s a little hesitant, cautious and patient with your movements - as if he’s waiting for you to push him away. You can tell, lip caught between your teeth as he takes his sweet time. You speak delicately, voice pleading with him.

“König, please.”

He feels like he’s drowning, struggling to catch up with you as you wrap your legs around his shoulders and pull him closer. His tongue presses flat against your clit, and he hums softly as it dances along your hot skin. He’s looking straight at you, your pretty little face scrunched up in all that pleasure he’s gifted you.

Wet and hot kisses are planted on your center, and his tongue is lapping up the sickeningly sweet taste of you as your hand finds its spot around the back of his neck - pushing him closer with a need that he’s been chasing after like a lost dog.

Your hips buck up to the touch of his teeth grazing against your skin, soft and gentle breaths escaping you. König grunts as your heels dig into his back, eyes turning a shade darker at the way you softly moan his name over and over.

“Hngh - gefällt dir das?” He mumbles against your skin, nipping at the flesh until you’re pleading with him, nodding desperately to get him to pick up the pace. “Don’t stop - please. please. please.”

Something in him snaps at the sound of you begging, his mind running blank as he buries his head between your thighs and lets pure euphoria lead him closer to you.

Sitting pretty and patient against the counter, you roll your hips into his touch and grind yourself in his face. He’s eager, tongue pushing between your folds as his hand travels down to the bulge that’s growing in his pants.

Stroking himself softly, König continues to eat you out like he hasn’t had a meal in an eternity. You’re soaked through, his skin slick with your pleasure as you come completely undone just for him. “So fucking wet - scheisse,” he grounds out against you, carefully pulling at the strings of your sanity.

He’s letting pure pleasure guide him through the labyrinth of you. His head is cloudy with the slick feeling of you pressed against his face, his hand tightening its grip against your skin. Harsh curses are escaping his lips, and he’s tugging at the tip of himself to the sound of you crying out in pleasure.

His tip is pressed against his pants, struggling to maintain control as you continue to moan and roll your hips against his lips. His tongue brushes against your core, and you’re pathetically whimpering his name as his fingers dip between your legs and push into you.

His fingers curl inside you, pumping in and out as the wet puddle between your legs starts to spill out against his bare skin. König is drunk off the feeling, his wildest dreams sending him into an unforgiving sense of need.

You keep your eyes closed, as if opening them would wake you up from a fantasy you’ve carefully crafted with him. You’re shaking, mewling out little cries and melting as his fingers drag along the inside of you and pull out all those horrible dirty secrets you’ve kept.

“Such a good girl,” he muses against you, palming himself through his pants as pre-cum slicks his tip. “Let me fuck you, angel - c‘mon,” he states, voice uneven with his heavy breaths as you nod against the cabinet, eager with desire.

“You think I’m a fool? I know that pretty little head of yours has been dreaming about this.”

And you have - lonely nights spent tangled around yourself as you find a sloppy release, head spinning with a crushing disappointment that he’s not the one pulling it from you. You’d find your fingers drifting between your thighs, the sickening memories of König stacking up until you’re sobbing out, nails dragging along the base of his neck.

“König,” you moan out, savoring the way his fingers curl and drag inside of you. “I want you,”

It’s all it takes for him to stand and pull himself out of his pants, the top of him dripping from all those little ways you pull at the seams of him. You keep your eyes closed, as if it’s the only way to keep your sanity intact. It’s dizzying, the way König pulls you to the edge of the counter and rubs his tip softly against you.

He’s got a hand around the back of your neck, his forehead resting in the crook of your shoulder as he slowly pushes himself into you. His mask rubs softly into your skin, sending shivers down your spine. You’re clawing at his waist, head slamming back against the cabinet as his dick sinks in inch by inch.

König can’t help but lose sight of everything that isn’t you. You’re so tight, clenching around him as he digs himself deeper into you and savors the way you’re moaning into his ear like a sweet siren lost at sea.

He stretches every piece of you, making room for himself as his dick slips inside. All those anxious thoughts, longing daydreams and wishful thinking are pushing him to the edge. He can’t think straight, head spun off the way you shimmy your hips to meet him eagerly.

“Du fühlst dich so feucht an-“ he growls, the tip of him brushing against you as you moan out in ecstasy and pull him closer.

When he’s finally sheathed he’s inside you, he takes a moment to bask in the sickening feeling of lust that’s leading him straight to purgatory. His nose nuzzles into your skin, panting and groaning as you squeeze around him. “Tell me you want this, angel. Show me everything I’ve been missing.”

“I- König, please. I need you.”

He sighs into your shoulder, pulling himself out until his tip is brushing against your folds. You wrap your legs around his waist, desperately trying to bring him closer until he slams his hips back into you.

Your head smacks against the wood, a soft cry of pleasure leaving your lips at the way he’s stretching you to fit him perfectly, like a puzzle piece that’s been missing all this time. You finally found it, and that little knot of pleasure is winding up until all you’re thinking about is the way that he fits perfectly.

His hips pick up a steady back, rolling into you with a sense of urgency. You sneak a glance to him, eyes peeling open to watch as he continues to fuck you ruthlessly. He catches your gaze, two blue eyes with a dark wave of pleasure brewing behind them. König let’s put a low chuckle, his hand coming to cover your curious gaze and pinning you against the wall.

“No peaking - I thought you knew better.”

You didn’t - and you never will. If it means you can chase after this high for the rest of your life, you will.

König is usually gentle, hesitant and careful with his approach to you. It’s abandoned at the door when you’re mewling and moaning in pure ecstasy, lips wobbling and fingers coming to scratch at the hand that covers the stunning view of him fucking you.

His anxious pining and careful planning has given him everything he wants - you. König feels himself committing every cardinal sin in his wake, and he’ll pray to god for forgiveness if he has to.

It’s a damn good thing he doesn’t believe in god.

His hips continue to snap into you, dick pressing and pushing against your folds. A thick pleasure is coiling inside you, hands shakily gripping his shoulders as you struggle to take him.

You feel that familiar high start to build, but he suddenly pulls out, his breaths fanning hot against your skin as he curses harshly and holds that distance between you. You whine softly, head shaking against his hand covering your eyes and begging him to keep going.

“König - don’t stop, please. I want-“

He’s already pushing himself back in, a grunt of pleasure ripping itself from his lips as your little cunt squeezes around him again. Broken and strained German is leaving his mouth, the tang of his accent pulling at you. He can’t help himself, a little too greedy now that he has you right where he wants you.

His fingers dip between your thighs and rub quick circles on your clit, and you have to bite the inside of your cheek to keep yourself from screaming. You’ll never get used to the feeling of him - so thick and big as he fucks you to oblivion. It feels like heaven, tears of pleasure slipping down your cheeks as you blindly come to wrap your arms around his neck.

König can tell you’re close - the way you squeeze around him and whine softly into his ears. You press your hips into his touch, desperate for contact as he continues to slam himself into you.

Then you’re saying his name over and over. Your voice eager and breathy as it rings in his head. It’s usually spoken gently, almost a little hesitant when he’s standing in your office, trying to keep the stray dog that longs for you at bay. He’s never been so confident in his life, tugging you closer to the edge of the cliff until you’re moaning out his name.

König. König. König.

He grinds his hips into you, the pressure of his hand becoming overbearing as the two of you continue to add fuel to that familiar fire that starts to blaze.

You’ll both go down in flames.

König pushes you to cum first, savoring the way you’re clawing at his neck and shaking underneath him. His pace is starting to become sloppy, breaths hot and uneven as he bucks his hips to meet your eager little moans.

When you’re hanging off of his frame, mumbling soft cries of pleasure and coating his dick in that sweet and slick feeling of you - König can’t help but desperately search for his own release.

He’s slamming into you, your head pinned against the wall and tears traveling down your skin to meet his hand. He’s twitching, groaning against your neck and panting your name out like it was his to begin with.

Then you clench around him, trying to pull him back in. His chest is tightening, stomach churning at the way you continue to pull the worst from him. He seeing stars, pushing your head into the cabinet as he mutters harsh curses and lets himself cum inside you. He would feel a little shameful if it wasn’t for the way you’re crying out in pleasure and begging for him.

A moment passes in a thick and heavy silence as he grows soft inside you. Your breaths are mingling together, tangling in a delicate dance as König drags his hand from your face and pulls you into his chest. It’s gentle, soft and needy. You’re unfamiliar with this, but sink into the touch like it’s something you’ve been craving.

He pulls out of you slowly, savoring the way he drops from your folds and onto the counter top. He’s dizzy with desire, eyes flicking up to meet your little smiling face that sends him straight to hell.

König releases a sigh, chest falling and head heavy with all the ways he’ll pay for this. You bite your lip between your teeth, fingers running along his shoulders.

He grabs a towel, gently rubbing you clean and whispering delicate sweet nothings to you. You’re humming softly, leaning into his touch as he tosses the rag to the side. You pull yourself off the counter, standing with shaking legs as he stares down at you.

You watch as he looks around expectantly, as if treasury has snapped him out of his blissful dreams that you gave him. He looks to the door, almost in hesitancy - as if he isn’t quite sure he can linger any longer.

“König,” you say softly, fingers brushing against his skin as he glances over his shoulder to you. Little wide eyes full of need stare back at him, his skin ablaze with that familiar fire you’ve been sparking within him.

“You know you can stay, right?”

by Jentlemansreturn 

We haven't heard from each other in a while, then out of the blue you get a voice note...

Tactical Princess

König |Cod/Mw2|

Summary: One thing leads to another and you find yourself sandwiched inbetween your boyfriend and your new boy toy.

Pairing: König & Simon 'GHOST' Riley X Fem!Reader

Warnings: 18+ Smut MDNI, Dom König & Simon, Sub To Brat To Sub Reader, Heavy Degrading, Minimal Praising, Simon Being Heavily British, Google Translated German Speach From König, Face Slapping, Thigh Slapping, Ass Slapping, Tossing/Pushing Reader Around, Vaginal Sex, Choking, Sadistic König, Multiple CreamPies, Size Difference, Size Kink, Consensual, MM4F, Fingering, Squirting, Oral |M| Receiving, Facial, Come In Mouth, Manhandling, Established Relationship, Vaginal CreamPie, Double Penetration, Penetration Encouragement, Sex In Livingroom, Sex On Couch, Sex In Bedroom, Sex Standing Up, Spooning Sex Position, Cuddling Ending, Poly Ending?.

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König had company over while you laid in bed upstairs buried in blankets enjoying your day off. The lights were off with only the TV shining through the room.

You heard faint laughing and talking coming from the livingroom making you turn the TV volume up in annoyance. It's been like three hours already. Almost going into four o'clock. And what the hell was so funny that called for them to be so loud. There's no way the guys are still here. Knowing König, his social battery should be drained by now.

You then felt your stomach rumbling, telling your brain that you were hungry. You pulled yourself out of bed and fixed your shorts, looking around the room for your shirt to put it back on since you found laying in bed half naked very comfortable.

Once you found your shirt you tossed it back on but glanced at your chest to see your nipples were hard. It's cold in the house, König doesn't like being hot. He says it makes him irritable. He also can't get himself to sit still for a long time to prevent himself from getting hit quicker. So because of that, you're cold literally all the time.

You rolled your eyes not thinking too much about it and walked downstairs. This will be quick. You can sneak into the kitchen, grab a snack, and be back upstairs watching your favorite show. Easy.

König was on the couch sitting next to someone. He glanced over his shoulder and at you, his eyes lighting up like a puppy seeing their owner after a long day of being home alone.

"Hey! Y/n, can you come here for a second?" He asked with a hidden smirk. You shrugged and walked over to him, standing next to him and glancing at the person he sat with.

There was tension in the room for some reason. You couldn't tell what type though. Your arms were crossed so you could hide the fact that your nipples were hard. König always makes it his buisness to point that out to you, thus embaressing you because he thinks it's funny.

"Ghost? What are you doing here? And are you two out of all people having a conversation? I could have sworn it was more people here." You asked as König held your hand trying to pull you closer to him.

He's so touchy right now. Why is that? Usually he refrains from physical contact when other people are around.

"There was, Alejandro and Soap had to get going..." Ghost simply explained. You could feel his eyes tracing every part of your body. You were so sexy. He smirked behind the mask clearly taking interest in what he saw.

König pulled you by the hips while you were staring at Ghost, focusing on how attractive his accent and voice was. You came back to reality once Konig sat you down in the middle of them. The two men staring down at you like a piece of meat.

They were both so big together. You felt so small compared to them. Fuck, keep it together. Don't ruin this with your lewd thoughts.

You tried to not look at Ghost but couldn't resist the urge. Your eyes would meet with his which made him place his strong hand on your inner thigh.

"Turns out König and I have a mutual interest in something, isn't that right?" He asked glancing at your boyfriend who was grabbing your hand to hold it and bring it up to his face, placing small kisses on it.

"Yeah... do you want to know what it is Y/n?" König responded before looking down at your breasts. You tried covering yourself with your free right arm but Ghost grabbed you before you could. The two men stared at your chest seeing how hard your nipples were.

They then began to kiss both sides of your neck in unison, their hands lifting to slide under your shirt. Konig squeezing your right breast and Ghost squeezing your right.

You were freaking out on the inside but decided to keep your cool and go along with this. "What is it?" You asked glancing at them both.

"König told me that you wanted a threesome... that's why he invited me over today with the others..."

Ghost spoke in a cocky tone in your ear. Making shivers throughout your spine. You bit down on your lip and took your arms from them. This was all too much for you to handle at once. You knew you had to step away. You were too nervous around them. König was acting so different.

You tried to get up, but they pulled you by your wrists and brought you back down to sit inbetween them. "We'll do anything to fuck you Y/n... this is something you've wanted, so why not let it happen?" König questioned while bitting into your neck.

"But König... you're my boyfriend- I don't want you to think less of me or-"

He chuckled at your doubts and held your face. Dragging his thumb on your lip to keep the tension going. "Don't worry... there's nothing you could do to make me not love you... if you want to fuck someone else that's fine... but-" He then put his hand around your throat and squeezed tightly. "Don't think you'll be able to get what you want so easily... you're mine, remember that."

Ghost chuckled and turned your face so you could look at him. "Yeah... but tonight you're going to have to share aren't you? So in that case, she's ours." He stated just to mess with König a little.

You really loved the sound of that. 'Ours.' You would like that, a little too much than you'd like to admit. König felt a little jealous, watching you stare intently at Ghost rather than at him. Ghost's hand kept feeling up your thighs. You enjoyed being touched by him. How dare you.

Your breath hitched once König pulled you onto his lap. Being more possesive over you to have your attention. You broke eye contact with Ghost and looked at him.

You could feel König's bulge under you, so what other idea would you have that wasnt to grind your hips back and forth to further turn yourself on. König chuckled and slid his hands under your shorts. To his surprise you werent wearing any underwear.

He felt so good under you. The thought of his cock stretching you out felt like heaven itself. With your eyes glued on him while you grinded on his lap, Ghost took the opportunity to stand behind you and pull your hair, forcing your eyes on him.

"Don't forget about me now... seems like König's getting a bit jealous..." He smirked holding your face with both hands.

You bit down on your lip and stopped moving your hips. The eye contact Ghost had with you was intoxicating. His eyes were dark and sad. You could fall in love with him right then and there. His eyes are so pretty.

König then held you onto his lap and began to move his hips forward. You felt him pressing on your clothed clit, making you break eye contact with Ghost.

"You want to make this a competition? Fine by me... I already know what it takes to make her come. I clearly have the upper hand here." He said while glaring at Ghost.

"Let's see who's name she'll be moaning more loudly then..." He responded before staring down at you.

Ghost moved out of the way allowing König to forcfully pull you off the couch like you were some doll to a toddler. He kept you still as the two of them got closer to you, they both towered over you. Making you like this situation perhaps a bit more than they did.

"Don't just stand there, take your shirt off... we want to see you." König demanded pushing you into Ghost's direction.

He held your hips, groaning into your ear. You then slowly took off your shirt. Tossing it somewhere in the room and attempting to cover yourself out of embaressment.

"Oh look, she wants to pretend like she's embarrassed... how cute." He teasingly spike and pulled your arms down, keeping them at your sides.

"Ghost, what do you think of her? She's cute isn't she?" König questioned. Blaintently ignoring your attempts to get his hands off of you. "Well- of course, she is quite the looker... but I'm not really fully sold on the idea, she seems to have an issue with listening." Ghost shrugged slapping your ass watching you jump in pain, your exposed chest bouncing up.

"Yeah- she can be a bit stubborn... she likes to act as if she doesn't enjoy this but I know she does..." He said before squeezing your breast and pinching your nipples.

"Ah~ K-König..." You whimpered.

"Take her shorts off..." König said. You looked down at Ghost as he crouched down to pull at your spandex shorts. You closed your legs together feeling your body drop in temperature. It's so damn cold in here.

König sat back down with you in his arms, Ghost sat down on the opposite side of you. They both moved their hips forward to manspread, bringing attention to their equally big bulges.

"Go fix the temperature since you want to act like it's so cold... we'll wait." He shrugged letting you go and pushing you along.

He slapped your ass and watched you wince in pain, when you walked by Ghost he to slapped your ass getting the same reaction from you.

They both watched you as you walked over to the thermostat to turn it higher. You turned around still standing there, holding yourself.

You were so nervous. Their eyes didn't leave you not once. You felt like prey to a pack of lions. They both pated their laps. Encouraging you to come back over to them.

"Alright now I'm completely sold... I'm a bit upset that you kept her a secret for so long, she's fucking gorgeous." Ghost said begining to palm himself through his jeans. The thick material made it impossible for him to touch anything, he unbuckled his belt. Catching your attention.

You looked at him and began to walk over to him. König snapped his fingers for you to look at him.

"Nope, not yet. I said I wasn't going to make this easy for you. You're getting too greedy." He said shooing you far from them.

You whimpered and still kept your eyes on what Ghost was hiding in his pants. You heard König pull his erecton out but you already knew how he looked and felt.

Ghost and Konig were definitely around the same size. I mean how could they not? They're both over six feet tall. Although König's was longer by atleast two inches which gave him the advantage of penetrating you deeper.

On the other hand, having to take Ghost in would be a challenge for sure. He's way thicker, and the veins scattered about his shaft were something you looked forward to. He was cut while König wasn't. Both had an equal amount of pubic hair, but Ghost's bush was less groomed.

"Look at her... she's imagining our cocks inside of her isn't she, such a fucking slag she is..." Ghost said, bringing you out of your inner thoughts just by the tone of his voice alone.

You looked at them and felt your face rising in temperature. God why won't one of them tell you what to do already? You were loosing it.

"Come here... don't fucking touch us though, just sit there and wait for further instruction." He demanded curling his fingers in your direction.

You stepped forward only for Ghost to snap his fingers and click his tongue. "On your knees and crawl to us... you won't be needing to walk for a while." He said.

That's more like it. You tried to hide your smile as you got down on your knees. You then kneeled on all fours and crawled over to them like he asked. Once you approached the couch, you sat inbewteen them.

"Spread your legs you fucking whore." König said while pinning your upper body to the couch. You spread your legs watching Ghost bring his attention to your exposed lower half.

"Wow, such a cute little clit you have there... I can just tell how wet she is by looking at her..." He said before slapping your clit and rubbing it.

You bucked your hips with a moan. You lifted your hands to touch him but König grabbed your wrists before you could even reach Ghost.

"Ich bin es langsam leid, dich dazu zu bringen, die Regeln zu befolgen...“ He aggressively spoke to you in his native tongue while slapping your face to make you whimper.

("I'm getting really tired of making you follow the rules...")

"I'm sorry~ I'm just a needy slut..." You said with a innocent tone.

"Shut the fuck up... you don't get to talk to me or him from this point forward..." He said slapping your face again. You pouted and began to move in place. You stopped once Ghost slapped your thighs.

You looked down at him watching him lift your hips up and rub your clit faster. You moaned clenching your walls around nothing.

Ghost chuckled and swiped his thumb upwards through your lips to apply pressure to your clit after teasing you for so long. You squirmed letting out a moan feeling Ghost's fingers slide inside you, deep until reaching his knuckles. He curled his fingers inside you and watched your body jolt as you melted into his touch.

"She's so wet... just hear that... what a fucking whore..."

Your hips bucked again making Ghost slap your thighs once more. "She doesn't fucking listen... clearly she doesn't deserve to have her cunt played with..." He sighed shaking his head and took his hands away from you.

You whimpered looking at him then at König. He wasn't looking at you. If anything he was ignoring you, they both were.

"The only we can do to whip her back into shape is if we use her... get her so worked up that she's on her knees begging like a fucking slut to fuck our cocks... her whoreish face covered in come." König stated before yanking you off of Ghost and pushing you to the floor.

"Wait... I'll be good... I'm sorry... König please." You whimpered hoping he'd take pitty on you.

The pair rolled their eyes at you and stood up. König grabbed you by your hair and threw you onto the couch again. Ghost grabbing your ankles and tossing you over onto your back.

You spread your legs again slightly proud that it was that easy. You looked at them, König still on your left side and Ghost on your right.

They both collected your juices on their fingers and rubbed your pussy. Ghost rubbing your clit and König rubbing your entrance. You closed your eyes and sighed heavily in pleasure. Trying to figure out which hand to focus on.

Ghost used his middle and ring fingers to rub the bundle of nerves and apply pressure. König slid his index and middle fingers inside you to curl them inside you. You moaned clenching around him and started to play with your breasts.

Your eyes were still closed until you heard deep groans and moans. Once your eyes opened you could feel your pupils dilating, along with dopamine releasing in your brain.

The two of them were stroking themselves while staring at you, their fingers hard at work to give you something to moan about. Your mouth opened in shock. Fuck. This was something you didn't know you needed. You didn't know which one to look at.

König? His cock head turning a bright red while all the blood rushed to his tip. A pretty stream of pre-cum dripping onto the floor while his pretty foreskin covered half of his tip when he'd ride his hand upwards, then fully open when he'd slide his hand back down.

And Ghost? Shit. He thrusted his hips into his hand as he stared into your eyes. You could tell that he was imagining fucking you right before your eyes. He groaned deeply and smirked as you kept eye contact with him. His fingers slowing down so he could slap your clit, then picking up speed again to make you moan louder.

He'd stop moving his hips and begin to make his hand do all the work, rubbing his tip into his warm palm and squeeze himself to apply pressure. Sending a tingling feeling in his balls, releasing his hand before feeling a sharp pain.

You whimpered feeling König's fingers penetrate you deeper to get your attention back onto him. You looked at him and clenched tightly for longer than usual, he smirked at you whole stroking himself faster and thrusting his fingers in at the same pace as his hand to make it seem like he was inside you.

When he'd curl his fingers upwards, he'd start stroking himself upwards. He'd pull his fingers out of you and stop stroking himself. Staring down at his cock to watch it twitch and jump on it's own.

He breathily moaned and took himself in his hand again, sliding in a finger and pushing upwards deeply to find the spot behind your urethra.

You whimpered throwing your head back letting yourself come undone and moan louder. They watched your legs shake and lock in place before you stretched them out again. König nodded to you and hummed 'Mhm' to tell you that he knew how good you were feeling.

You whined and bent your legs at the knees again and pulled on the couch cushion. Your body felt hot all over. Ghost slapped your clit again and rubbed more consistently, collecting your juices on his fingers before doing so.

"Ahhh~ ahhh- ohhhh~ Ggh-K-k-ko-gh..."

You were sexualy and mentally confused. Who's name do you moan? You couldn't think straight. Your body enjoyed the feeling of their hands, your mind enjoyed the sight of two men getting off to the sight of you.

You held your breath for a second stopping all sounds from coming out. Their groans and wet noises that came from your vagina was all that could be heard. Your back arched as you finaly let yourself breath again. You whimpered loudly while your legs started to shake again. Their fingers continuing what they were doing but in a faster pace.

König moaned and slapped your entrance before sliding his middle finger inside you and curling it again. His middle finger was his longest one, you moaned covering your face and let your vaginal muscles relax around him. He hummed once more, encouraging you to release however you wanted to.

"Yes yes yes yeeess~ Kghhoöstnniigg~" You moaned at the top of your lungs allowing yourself to squirt. You didn't have a clear name in mind to moan so you put both of theirs together. They groaned and slapped your clit and entrance at the same time. You whimpered biting onto your knuckle and bucked your hips onto ther hands.

They stoped touching themselves and payed attention to you. König grabbing your face and keeping your eyes on them. Ghost forcing your jaw open to slide his thumb inside to get you to suck it.

"Yeah... make a fucking mess you pathetic little bitch... now our fucking couch needs to be cleaned because of you..."

"You're such a whore... moaning at the top of your lungs like that while getting off to our hands..."

"Hmmpmmm!" You tried speaking but forgot that Ghost's thumb was in your mouth.

Once your legs stopped shaking they took their hands away from you and sat down on opposite sides of the couch. You were breathing heavily trying to gain composure until they groaned loudly, pushing you off of the couch again and grabbing your hair for your face to be in their laps.

"Alright- fuck... you've had your fun. Now get to sucking." König demanded of you while putting his cock in your face. You looked down at it, seeing pre-cum still dripping from it. You held the base of him gently and was about to put him in your mouth until Ghost pulled your hair aswel for you to give him attention first.

____

König and Ghost sat on the couch with you on your knees in front of them. They looked down at you with their hips pushed forward and sitting in a manspreading form. You could see their equally heafty erections just fighting to be seen in your eyes first.

You licked your bottom lip not knowing what your next move should be.

You wanted them to defile you in any way possible. These two large men throwing you to eachother to allow the other man have a go at you. Their equally fat cocks stuffing, fucking and pumping deep inside your tight holes. Stretching you out and practically making you a new one.

You couldn't resist the desire to be their cock sleeve tonight. Their eyes stared down at you, you could see the animalistic gleam in them. Right now they weren't seeing you as anything but a new toy. You wanted to be used and abused. Your holes aching for more of their come.

König then snapped his fingers to get your attention. You looked at him then at Ghost. He snaped his fingers again. Demanding that you'd stare at him and only him.

"She doesn't know which one to look at first... guess she doesn't feel like using that brain of hers... clearly she should be looking at me..." He stated as you crawled towards him. Seating yourself inbetween his legs.

"She's so pretty down there... but I hope she's not forgetting that she has another cock to drain..."

You looked at Ghost while rubbing König through his sweats with your left hand. Your right hand doing the same for him. He let a groan slip out caressing your face, finally acknowledging you but not completely.

"It's cute that she's trying to be a tease but I personally think she should get on with it." Ghost said nonchalantly while ignoring you.

"Yeah right? These cocks aren't going to drain themselves... I kindof feel like my time is wasted, what about you?" König said.

"Affirmative..."

Well. They're right, you don't want to disappoint after all. You swallowed the lump in your throat and finally held their cocks in your hands. You hummed in pleasure looking up at them and started off with König, you were clearly more familiar with him.

You stuck your tongue out and took his tip in your mouth, using your hand on Ghost. The two men groaned in unison while throwing their heads back. You moaned to get yourself to be confident enough to give them your best preformence.

Ghost could tell you were taking your sweet time to not suck him off next. He then grabbed your head and turned you in his direction, slapping his tip on your lips then proceeding to pry them open.

"There's no space to be scared now... you agreed to this so fucking deliver." He demanded while placing both of his hands on the back of your head.

"But you're really thi- mghhhmmm!"

You panicked feeling him force himself into your throat. Your eyes began to water and push tears out onto your cheeks. You looked up at him, trying to push his hands away but couldn't.

"Look at her acting like she can't take it... she likes it rough... the more tears the better..." König explained while grabbing your left hand and wrapping it around his cock, now using it like a fleshlight. Holding his hands around it to keep your hold tight.

"Fuck... how dose she feel?" He moaned.

"Aghh... absolutely perfect... a bit teethy though... but nothing a bit of breaking in can't fix." Ghost responded while moving your head up and down like you were bobbing for apples at a fair.

"Hmm! Mhfggh!"

You needed air but they couldn't hear you. Ghost moved your head faster and groaned holding you down forcing himself to touch your uvula. Shaking your head to make you gag. He enjoyed the sounds of you trying to speak or atleast catch your breath.

"Mhmm... fuck... take that fucking cock... you pathetic little slag."

He pushed his cock into your cheek getting off from the slippery texture on the inside of your mouth. You were able to breath slightly as you looked up at him batting your eyelashes and placing your hands on the floor for support.

"You've had enough- don't enjoy it too much... now suck mine, you fucking bitch." König groaned at the loss of contact and pulled your hair for you to look up at him.

You smiled and stuck your tongue out. Gladly taking half of his long shaft in and lapping your tongue up on the underside of his tip. You let him go with a pop and giggled before putting on an airheaded smile. Then proceeding to make sloppy wet kisses for your right side of his shaft and breathed on it to make it stand taller.

Ghost grunted caressing your face and stoking himself while staring at you. You looked up at both of them with your eyes big. Tapping König's tip on your tongue and sucking it briefly while collecting more saliva.

"Fuck... she sucks cock like it's a sport... don't just play with it now, suck it like it's your job..." Ghost said forcing your head down deeper. You moaned while opening your throat so König's cock could reach deeper inside.

"Haaafgghmmmuaahh~♡"

You lifted your head up to breath for a second while König stared down at you. You bit your lip and licked the acces saliva that fell. "You guys are so big..." You seductively spoke while taking Ghost's base in your left hand. You brought their tips together on your lips and kissed them both, then pumped your hands together and slid your tongue in the middle of them.

"Christ... she sucks cock like a porn star... take us both in your mouth now..." Ghost demanded forcing your head down slightly.

You tilted your head to the side and sucked them off in a circular motion. Your head moving on it's own as you closed your eyes to focus more. König held your head and thrusted himself into your mouth, tears forming in your eyes as Ghost began to do the same thing.

"Schwanzhungrige Schlampe... du arbeitest für unsere Lasten, nicht wahr?"

("Cock hungry bitch... you're working for our loads aren't you?")

"Mhm~♡ Am I doing good... am I good girl?" You asked with a small whimper as you stoked them off so you could speak.

"Hah~ she wants praise for doing the bare minimum... I dunno if she deserves it..." Ghost slightly moaned while yanking your hair.

"Please... I want to know if I've been good..." You said while pouting your lip and sucking their tips again before showering their cocks in kisses.

They stood up and yanked your arm for you to sit in front of them. They stared down at you with their cocks in hand.

"Shut the fuck up... keep sucking..." Ghost groaned and held your throat tapping his tip on your tongue. König the back of your head while he held your jaw. They both slapped your face with their cocks to encourage you to open your mouth again.

You opened wide while wrapping your hands around them and rested their tips on your slippery tongue, pumping up and down and looking at them.

"Ahhh~ heyoghhh hgo hiignh~♡"

("Ahh~ they're so big~♡")

"Yeah? Of course they are... wow she can barely fit it in her mouth... open wider for us..." König said pulling on your jaw to keep your mouth wide.

Their hands on their hips while they stared down at you. Saying degrading phrases while you whimpered sucking them separately, then sucking their tips together.

Your heavy breath making them twitch and groan together. Ghosts hips began to thrust into your hand while you sucked on König. Your head bobbing back and fourth swallowing the pre-cum that dripped out of him.

Your confidence sky rocketed to an all time high. You've always loved being the center of attention. The fantasy of having more than one man focus on making you feel good drove you crazy.

Ugh, each sound they'd make would all be because of you. Even if they were degrading you, you enjoyed every last minute of it. Because yeah, only whores would enjoy slutting themselves out to more than one man.

You were no longer worried about covering yourself up. The only way you wanted to be covered up is by their balls emptying out onto you like you were a sock they jizzed into.

Ghost then stood behind you and pulled your hair for you to throw your head back. He shoved himself into your mouth again making you take him deep into your throat. Your eyes watered at the amount of force. But you chugged it up and chose to deal with it. Moans muffling on his cock sending vibrations through his body.

"She's taking me in so well... first place goes to Y/n- ughh~ She's a champion at this... fucking whore." He stated while slapping your face gently.

König held onto your throat making you feel tighter for Ghost. His hips thrusting into your hands as you kept them clasped together to hopefully mimic the feeling of him being inside you. He whimpered softly but also joined in slapping your face to still keep himself focused on being dominant towards you.

"That's right... ughh fill that void in your body with cock... that's my perfect slut..."

Mmm~ fuck. You could feel your vagina becoming more wet as you listened to what König said. Being degraded but having 'MY' put in front of any belittling statement turned you on even more.

"She's more than perfect... hngghh~ alright suck him off... she's going to make me come already." Ghost said pulling his hips back and allowing you to give König special attention. You placed your hands on König's thick thighs, closing your eyes to suck your throat around him.

Your tongue swirling in all directions, head turning so he could penetrate your cheek and every crevice his cock could find. You let him go with a pop before licking up his shaft and tracing the sensitive throbbing veins scattered the thick, uncut, and girthy length.

"Hey!- eyes on me..." He demanded snapping his fingers in your face. Your eyes darted open and glanced up at him fulfilling his request.

You could hear Ghost heavily groaning behind you. His hand riding up and down his shaft, thumb pressing on his tip to force pre-cum out of himself. He pulled your hair so you could look at him too. You moaned at the amount of attention feeling your clit tingle making you even more wet on the inside.

Ghost couldn't believe how skilled you were in this department. Just by looking at you he assumed that you didn't know anything about sucking cock. You and König's relationship had been so private and reserved from other people until now. He was shocked when König told him about your little 'crush' on him.

He agreed out of pure lust that he had festering for you that had been within him for a long time. He would have made advances at you but König had already put claim on you first.

"Ahh ahh ahhh~♡ Am I doing a good job? Please tell me I'm doing good..." You asked clenching your thighs together with a submissive whimper. "No, you're doing a bloody horrible job... you poxy slag." Ghost said being sarcastic, his british accent coming out more clear.

You whimpered and turned your head to kiss his tip while staring up at him. Using your hands to jerk König off.

"Awe you love when I call you a slag? You dumb cunt, you don't even know what it means... shut up and take my cock... kissing it isn't going to please anyone..." He said pulling your hair and sliding himself in your mouth once you whimpered in pain. Tears gushing out of your eyes aswel.

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Both of the men held a chunk of your hair and kept your head back for you to look up at them. Their hands working overtime on their shafts for them to cover your face in come in unison. Your tongue sticking out and smile on your face. "Aghhhff~ Pheathh hoge ogghh hyy haath~♡"

(Ahhh~ please come on my face~♡")

They both slapped your face, König slapping your right cheek and Ghost slapping your left. "Mmmyeahhh~ come on... I want you guys to come on my face... I need it... I'm such a whore, I need come on my face to live~ please don't keep me waiting..." You begged spitting on their tips and taking them in your mouth, swirling your tongue in an infinity sign before flicking your tongue in the middle.

"Halt die Klappe, du schwanzgeiler Lump..." König groaned sliding himself further in your mouth to push Ghost out of the way.

("Shut the fuck up you cock hungry come rag...")

"Hggnnmm I'm sorry König~" You moaned rolling your eyes back and intentionally gagging on him.

König held the top of your head while Ghost held your jaw again. Both of them thrusting into your mouth penetrating your esophagus out of unison to cause friction between them. The two then thrusted once more before pulling out of you sloppily and pumping their hands on their shafts staring down at you.

You didn't speak, you instead just sat there waiting for your desert. Their groans made you want to touch yourself, the tingling feeling turned into pressure inside your clit. You were just aching to be touched.

"Nimm jeden – aghh~ letzten Tropfen, du wunderschöner – C-Cock-Wrangler..."

("Take every- aghh~ last drop you beautiful- c-cock wrangler...")

König moaned pushing himself inside your mouth to come inside. You moaned nodding enjoying the feeling of his hot sticky come coat your tonsils. You looked at Ghost while sucking his tip encouraging his finish until he choked on his words and loudly groaned, face scrunchung up at the nose as he covered your face like an artist would paint a canvas.

"Yeahh yeahh~ mhmm I love the taste of your come... it's so fucking good~♡" You moaned about to swallow his load.

"What a fucking whore... she's inatrual at sucking cock... shit, let's fuck her now..." Ghost stated while wiping his forehead free of sweat.

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Ghost had you bent in half while fucking you standing up. His arms scooped under your knees with his hands clasped together behind your neck, forcing you to stare down watching him fuck you. You moaned everytime he thrusted, his cock head meeting with your cervix while your clit throbbed aching for contact. You didn't know what to do with your arms and allowed them to just fwail in the air.

König standing in front of you watching you moan and whimper at the size of another man's cock. He then held your waist and aligned himself with the same hole Ghost occupied. You were wet enough for both of them to take you.

You bit down onto your lip to not cry out as your entrance stretched beyond the size you had been used to all this time. Both of them groaned and pulled your body every other way they could so one of them could have more control over you.

You looked up at König who was groaning while rubbing your clit with his thumb. His free hands played with your breasts, pulling and pinching your nipples.

"König... please look at me... I'm sorry..." You whined assuming he was mad at you.

He rolled his eyes and placed his hand around your throat, still not willing or ready to akwnolage you. "Shut the fuck up." He demanded squeezing your throat tightly before letting go.

All you wanted was for him to look at you and also call you his good girl. He wasn't doing either of those things. The lack of praise and admiration made you upset. When having sex he makes it his mission to spoil you with praise, only degrading you when you'd ask. He loved you too much to call you a bitch or anything in bed without you asking.

"Ahhhh~ mmpleeaasee!" You repeated yourself hoping he'd hear you. You needed him to look at you so fucking bad. You felt embarrassed and ashamed for enjoying yourself.

He didn't do anything except continuing to choke you so you'd shut up. This was his punishment for you. He was cripplingly jealous and possesive over you. How dare you want to fuck someone else while with him? He obviously didn't feel like he wasn't enough for you, if that were the case then he wouldn't even be able to look at Ghost without getting angry.

He wouldn't dare let Ghost get close to you either.

It took every bone in his body for him to not give in and entertain you. Although your begging and whimpering did make him want to stare into your eyes while fucking you.

You sighed seeing your pleading was getting you nowhere and looked up at the ceiling attempting to not think about the overwhelming feeling of needing to cry.

The pleasure felt too good for you to hold yourself together. Not only that, you also couldn't deal with him still ignoring you.

König's cock penetrating upwards due to the lack of space inside you, Ghost penetrating downwards continuously making you feel like you have to use the bathroom.

Konig was causing pressure behind your urethra. Did you have to pee or squirt? You couldn't tell. Your face was burning up with heat, stomach twisting and turning with every thrust.

"Awe is she going to cry? That's so fucking cute... what an attention whore." He groaned slapping your face and mocking your feelings.

Your vagina was beginning to overstimulate too quickly. Your walls rejected their cocks on their own but grew wetter when they'd thrust back inside.

Ghost groaned deeply and thrusted harder, you received degrading words in your ear making you moan louder. "You fucking slut... take our fat cocks- aghh~ all you're good for is to be a personal fleshlight for us..."

"Ughh please! I need more!~ I can feel myself getting close!" You said desperately as König pulled out of you and laid down on the couch, motioning for Ghost to bring you over to him.

König groaned stroking himself with you over him. Your juices were like a lubricant ad he did so. Ghost pulled your hair so you could keep yourself up rather then giving out and letting König hold you.

"Fuck... she's so wet..." He grunted before lifting your hips with one hand and teasing your stretched entenece.

"Shit... I'm coming inside her for sure..." Ghost stated while slapping your ass to hear you whimper. You couldn't say anything. You know if you did it would either be a moan or a cry out for attention. Begging wasn't going to get you anywhere so what's the point.

"You do that and I'll fucking kill you." König said glaring at him. Everything that the two of them has done to you was perfectly fine. But you belonged to him, so he was the only one who could give you a creampie.

"Ha- what? You're afraid that I might get her pregnant aren't you..." Ghost responded with a cocky grin on his face.

"Not really scared. More so certain that this wouldn't happen again if you tried anything like that."

"Oh yeah? Don't try and start something you most certainly can't finish König... I'm only doing this because she wants me just as bad as I want her..."

Ghost then turned your head for you to look at him. Your come drunk eyes met with his. What were they talking about? You couldn't hear them, your mind was too fuzzy for you to care.

Next thing you know Ghost was making out with you while swirling his tongue around yours. He sloppily pulled your bottom lip with his teeth and turned your head to the side for a better angle. You moaned into his mouth and lifted your left hand to caress the back of his neck.

Oh god, and he's a good kisser? Fuck. He was making you so wet... his arm wrapped around your waist pulling your body close to him, König's hands held your hips and squeezed them until his knuckles were white. He was pissed. Watching Ghost make out with you to prove a point made him angry. He then aligned himself up with your entrance and forced you down on him. You broke the kiss with Ghost to whine proudly.

Saliva connected from your mouth to Ghost's. König groaned and pulled you down to him, holding you in his arms and burying his face into your neck.

You softly moaned rolling your eyes back and grinding your hips back and forth so your clit could feel his pubic hair brush against it. Ghost slapped your ass and slid inside the same hole again. König made sure you focused on him by kissing your neck and cheeks while glaring at Ghost.

He groaned and bit into your neck to make a hickey. You whimpered burying your face into his neck, feeling yourself about to come but kept quiet because of how badly you couldn't think.

"Du bist mein gutes Mädchen..." He groaned licking the bruised skin on your neck.

("You're my good girl...")

You lifted your head from his chest and looked at him. Pressing your lips together in disbelief that he said that. "I am? You're not mad at me?" You asked as your voice cracked.

He shook his head and showered your face in kisses. Holding your cheek and dragging his thumb on your warm skin. "Ich liebe dich so sehr..." He softly said to you and planted kisses on your lips.

("I love you so much...")

You felt tears building up in your eyes as that was all you needed to hear for you to be able to come. You whimpered leaning upwards to put your hands on his chest but he kept you down to him because he wasn't finished.

"Du gehörst mir... Du gehörst ganz mir... du bist mein braves Mädchen... Ich liebe dich Y/n... Fuck~" He grunted thrusting harder into you and making you scream his name.

("You belong to me... You're all mine... you're my good girl... I love you Y/n... Fuck~")

"I love you too... fuck me harder... I'm gonna come~ please both of you fuck me harder!" You moaned feeling the knot in your stomach twist and turn just threatening to burst.

They pulled out of you again only for a split moment. König turned you around for you to lay on your back while still on top of him so you could face Ghost for a while. He snaked his arm around your waist keeping you close to him though, his other hand hooked under your right leg so he could rub your clit.

Ghost squeezed and played with your breasts while thrusting upwards into you. Their thrusting would be out of sync at first but in order to get you to moan more consistently they stoped glaring at eachother with daggers in their eyes and made it a goal for you to come first.

König moaned your name along with praises while bouncing you up and down. You held onto the back of his neck with your right hand and pulled Ghost down to you for vivid eye contact. No matter what face he made he made sure to not look away from you.

You whimpered and clenched around them, sucking their cocks inside whenever they pull back to rut into you again. Hearing König praise you in his native language while rubbing your clit, and Ghost staring at you was a dangerous combination.

You couldn't hold your composure anymore. Your whole body was sore and tingling with pleasure. You didn't want this night to end, it's been like heaven itself. You didn't want to leave their embrace ever again.

Ghost grunted and took your hand off of him, he held it in his hand and began to shower it with kisses. You watched him as his eyes rolled back once you clenched around them again.

"You're so fucking beautiful princess... you take us in excellently... you're such a good girl for taking us inside that pretty little cunt sweetheart."

Oh my fucking god. What did be want from you? Did they want you to just scream how much you loved them? You felt the need to say those words conjuring up inside you. Don't say it... don't fucking say it... he doesn't actually mean it... it's just sex talk... don't fucking say it...

"Ahhhh Ghost~♡ K-König~♡ I'm gonna- I- I- ughhh..."

"Let it out for us... be a good girl and let it out... come on... I want you to come on our cocks..." König groaned into your ear slapping your clit and rubbing it while applying more pressure.

"Mhmm... it feels so fucking good doesn't it? We're stretching you out so much... your little pussy can't take it... you're such a good fucking girl for us..."

"Yes yes yes it feels so good~ I can't take it... oh my god!" You helplessly whimpered pressing your hand on Ghost's stomach to slow him down.

"You can take it... I know you can... take us deep inside... you're doing so fucking well for us..."

They thrusted slower and deeper to get you to hopefully squirt or better. König turned your head for you to look at him and held your face now sloppily kissing you and biting onto your lip. You moaned into his mouth sucking his lip with yours and whimpered as Ghost rubbed your clit to keep up the amount of pleasure you were experiencing.

König broke the kiss with you and stared into your eyes aswel. You pressed your lips together as tears rushed down your face. They both payed full attention to you and comforted you by kissing you. Ghost held onto the couch and moaned in your ear, followed by saying your name intentionally making his accent thicker.

Say it... just say it... you know you'll mean everything when you do say it. Say those three words... come on Y/n, say it... it's not just sex talk. You mean so much to them.

"Don't cry baby... you're so close to coming... you got this... don't cry... get yourself sorted... you can do it... I'm so proud of you... good fucking girl..."

Shiiittt~ Ghost stop... why does he keep saying that type of stuff. He fucking knows what he's doing.

"Say it... say you're our good girl... you belong to us from now on... say it... right now." König demanded while slapping your clit.

You cried harder and clenched around them uncontrollably. Closing your eyes for a breif moment until Ghost snapped his fingers to keep your eyes on him. He pressed his forehead onto yours and thrusted upwards into your g-spot. König thrusted into your cervix, lifting your legs up and bending them at your shoulders. Ghost groaned deeply and held your ankles to keep your legs in place.

Fuck. Now they're working together- say it... say it... say it... say it... say-

You whimpered and held your breath now so worked up that you forgotten how to let go. Your face was hot as it ever was. Once you opened your mouth and screamed and threw your head back.

Your orgasm was bigger than you expected it to be. Your legs shook aggressively along with your arms. You spoke in tongue saying anything that came to mind. They still thrusted inside you to work themselves further to orgasm. You bit your lip making it bleed because of how hard you bit.

Your mouth opened wide and there it was. You said it.

"KöniiggGhost!Aahhhhhhh I LOVE YOU! IloveyouIloveyouIloveyouIloveyouIloveyou!!"

You cried loudly uncontrollably clenching yourself around them, keeping yourself tight making it harder for them to thrust.

Their faces scrunched up in mutual pleasure as they let out many moans that were all followed by your name. Ghost rubbed your clit feeling his come shoot inside you, your walls pulling on his shaft further squeezing his loud out. Making him whimper and try to stop himself but couldn't.

König had groaned planting his feet into the floor and using his inpressive lower body strength to fuck his come deep up inside you. You whimpered trying to gain your composure but couldn't. They were still thrusting to make their erections come down. Their cocks slipping and sliding together due to the mess they both made inside you.

You cried out this time with pure desperation as you could feel your vagina reject them desiring to return to normal size again. They both sighed in pleasure finding it wouldn't be a good idea to pull out at the same time. Ghost then slipped out of you with a delicate moan. He slapped your clit many times and rubbed you while watching their come drip out of you.

"Ghossstt~ n-no... I'll- hgnnnggghhh~ s-squuuirt~" Your toes curled as you begged him to stop but he refused to listen to you. You then felt König pull out of you due to his cocks unbeatable amount of sensitivity.

Your legs shook again and there you were squirting on the couch making another mess that they'd have to clean up.

"Mhmm... that pretty little cunt is so sensitive... look at our pretty girl... good job..." König encouraged while making small slaps on your ass as a congratulations.

You whimpered to tell them to stop. They laughed in unison as König moved you to the side so he could sit up and gain his composure for once. You couldn't move anymore. You were sore and also too tired to even open your eyes.

You sighed heavily and covered your face. Squeezing your thighs together, feeling your entrance throb. Their creampies dripping out of you and onto the couch.

____

What happened after you Ghost and König were finished went by like a blur.

You couldn't recall anything after that and assumed you passed out. You woke up in bed with your clohes on. You felt clean like you had taken a shower but you don't remember taking one. A bandaid on your neck along with healing gel to cover up- a hickey?

You thoughts had been interrupted by loud snoring coming from both sides of the bed. You couldn't move like you wanted to for some reason. Two muscular arms holding certain parts of your body and deep occasional groans.

You looked to your left and saw König laying next to you, his face buried in your chest and arms around your waist. Okay, that's normal.

So you looked behind you and saw- Ghost? He laid next to you with his face buried into your back, legs intertwined with yours along with something poking your back.

He moved himself closer to you and wrapped his arm around your waist to still feel your comforting body heat even while he's sleep.

"What the fuck?" You said before remembering what happend before you fell asleep.

Can’t you trust me?

SIMON “GHOST” RILEY X FEM! READER

WORD COUNT / little over 4k 

SUMMARY / when the enemy addresses you by the name you’d abandoned long ago, any sense of trust you had in your comrades deteriorates. who could the traitor be? and why does a wave of anxiety overtake you when you realize the enemy somehow didn’t know the name of the only one other concealed identity on your team : Lieutenant Ghost 

WARNINGS / description of violence, angst/comfort? , eventual smut, pre-established friendship, fingerfucking, vaginal sex, oral sex (fem receiving), overstimulation, marking, choking, degradation, dacryphilia, some power dynamics & possessiveness

You seriously doubting me kid? After everything we’ve been through? 

Give me one reason I shouldn’t! 

Cut the crap and keep your voice down. Someone will hear us. Oh for christ sake, you wanna keep sobbing? Then I’ll give you a real reason to cry. 

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@owned-deadlynightshade  A good girl suffering for my pleasure. Again, I feel compelled to point out that this was consensual. Some women just know their place. 

“Oh fuck me… clamp down on it… it’s yours, your a fucking cock…”

by JP

comment: “one of my favorites. It’s one of those audios that I always come back to to get off. It’s awesome… He is amazing.“