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Corruption Kink with Price [Kinktober Day 4]

TW: Kink, Corruption, MLM, Sex. RetiredNeighbor!Price moved in recently. When he saw your house he was well.. disturbed. So many flowers it was smelling sweeter than a candy shop. He hated it. Until he actually saw you. He couldn't stop his cock from chubbing up at the sight of you, struggling to reach a flowerpot hanging from the ceiling on your porch. He came over and helped you get the flower pot down, handing it to you. He smirked at your blush. Finding it cute. "Careful love, don't want it falling on your head." You nodded and he went back into his mancave [HOUSE.] The next day when he went to sit on his porch to smoke a cigar he found a bouquet with a note and chocolates strapped to it. He picked up the note, reading it. "Thank you for helping me with the flowerpot yesterday. xoxo M!Y/N." He chuckled and picked up the chocolates and bouquet, putting the flowers in an old vase he found and sat down on the chair on the porch, lighting the cigar and eating the chocolates. Few hours later when he saw you walk back home from the bakery you work at with a box of pastries his mouth curled into a smile and he waved, His cock chubbed up again as you smiled back, unlocking your door and stepping inside. The next day your clumsy ass managed to break the key in the lock, prompting Price to invite you into his home, which led to you both having dinner together *Price made it extra special by adding the bouquet you got him" You both were eating peacefully when you suddenly felt a big, warm hand on your thigh. You couldn't stop your dick from twitching, making Price grin. "Someone's excited, aye' love?" His hand gently ghosted over the bulge in your basketball shorts, making you whimper. "So innocent.. s'all for me?" You shuddered, Making Price grin wider and pick you up, bending you over the kitchen counter just to rub your creamy ass through the fabric of your basketball shorts. He delivered a hard spank to on cheek, making you cry out and your dick twitch. "Mmmh, such a cute ass. S'just F'me, innit doll?" Before you could even answer your clothes are torn off, leaving you in just your socks. Price grabbed some lube and slicked his chubbed cock up. The thick, angry red tip pressed against your virgin hole. Before he could slide in you spoke up. "Wait! Price wait... i'm.. i'm a virgin." He paused, then let out the hottest chuckle you've ever heard. It heightened your arousal. "So what Bird?, jus' lemme slide it in. Promise it won't hurt, yeah?" You nodded, trusting him. He slowly slid the angry red leaking tip in, making you squirm slightly. Once he was fully sheathed inside the tight heat did he start grinding his pelvis against your ass, making you gasp and arch, the friction of his thick cock pressing against you prostate made you drool and whine. "S'good doll?" You groaned. "Mhm! Very good!" He began to thrust slowly at first, then sped up making your legs shake and the fruit bowl fall off the counter, His meaty cock kept hitting your prostate making you drool all over the counter, eyes rolling back into your head as you felt Price's hand slip inbetween your legs, jerking you off while he continued thrusting. Stealing your virginity and ruining you for any other man. He continued thrusting until you finally came, the spunk spurting onto the kitchen floor. Once you finished his thrusts became even harder, hairy arms holding your hips as quickly pulled out, his spunk shooting all over your lower back and ass. "Fuck, Bird. Not a virgin anymore huh?" And the night ended with you and him sleeping in the same bed, the next morning Soap came to help you fix your lock... and maybe a threesome happened. <3

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Totally didn't throw it back to sexyy red for an hour after seeing this..

AHEM. *Follows* UHM... I DIDNT DO ANYTHING I PROMISE!

(18+) König x Reader - Jealous of Your Sex Toys

WARNING: Implied Toxic Relationship Dynamic

You’re a grown woman. You are allowed to have sex toys - it’s expected even. And yet, you feel guilty. Caught doing something you shouldn’t have been. Body locked up and eyes wide as you stare down at the brightly-colored silicone sex toys resting in the flat of König’s massive palm.

“You don’t need these. I’m enough for you, ja?”

It’s a simple question - a yes or no question - but you both know there was enough strings attached you could spool it into a ball of abrasive twine.

You weigh your options.

‘Yes’ - No more sex toys for you. A life of relying purely on your fingers and him, clit never knowing the buzz of a vibrator again. Giving into his will and letting him control you to a degree that you know isn’t healthy.

‘No’ -

Well, you can’t say no.

Aside from how soul crushing you understand the weight of that word would be coming from you - it’s far from the truth. He is enough for you. More than enough - too big, even. Too insatiable. Too much of an ego to not leave you whimpering and covered in the evidence of finish after finish until you were begging him to stop.

Your hesitance is somehow worse than either of your impossible options. You should have just blurted the first answer that came to mind.

His brow quirks as his gaze continues to bore into you with sly, half-lidded eyes.

“No?” He asks, with a quirk of his brow and a thrilling glint of mischief in his eye.

You still can’t bring yourself to confirm or deny.

He nods in understanding, his giant hands wrapping around your sex toys, so little in his palms.

“That’s okay, mein Nervenkitzel Sucher,” He purrs, “I can share.”

Your shoulders brace instinctively, insides coiling as tight as that ball of abrasive twine, those attached strings getting more and more tangled with every silken word that rolls from his tongue. He says it’s okay - but it sure doesn’t feel like he means it. Choking you with those tricky strings.

The fistful of your sex toys - your misdeeds, your dirty, shameful little secrets - falls to his side. He approaches with precise steps until he’s between your knees, looming over you.

“I’ll show you,” He says with a dangerous crinkle in his eyes, a sickeningly sweet smile surely hidden underneath that mask.

You unintentionally shrink in on yourself in the shadow of his hulking, commanding figure. A calculated move. Not-so-subtly reminding you of just how small and defenseless you are in his presence. His voice drops, and those brows furrow, that smile surely faded behind the black fabric obscuring his face as he stares down at you intensely.

Your mouth has gone dry, your attempt at words - an apology, a flirt, a joke, anything - leaves you as nothing but a dried out squeak lodged deep in the back of your throat.

“I’ll show you how I share.”

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“Kmph-Kmph!”

“Sh, sh. Isn’t this what you wanted, Blümchen? To keep both?”

You let out a truly pathetic whine, throwing your head back on the mattress. How many times have you cum?

You lost count, lost your very rationality, lost to him - the gift of bittersweet pleasure twisted into something unbearable.

“Greedy, greedy girl.”

Plugged, stuffed, and spread open. Your vibrator buzzes ruthlessly on your abused, swollen, throbbing clit at a torturous speed. Restrained by your own handcuffs, secured tightly to the headboard and keeping you from putting up the fight that would be useless anyway. There’s surely a metaphor hidden somewhere within this detail - but your thoughts are so clouded with arousal there’s no way you’d be find it.

Too much, too much, König, too much!

And while you know he knows exactly what you’re pleading, your mouth will never form the words - stifled by the drool-covered gag nestled between your lips.

His pumps in and out of you at a punishing pace, thick cock soaked with your arousal and disciplined hips snapping against the back of your thighs, ignoring the tears of pure overstimulation streaking down your temples.

He studies you with narrowed, unreadable eyes, watching you writhe. His stare lingers on your chest, arching and twisting beneath him as you fight the cruel pleasure between your legs. His stare is eerily cold for a man whose cock is being pleasured by a warm, tight cunt. You’re not even sure if he’s enjoying it, or if this is purely a lesson he must teach you in his eyes.

You know he’s trying to prove a point - to show you that you only need one or the other. Can’t you see? Both is just too much for a little girl like yourself to handle.

So choose wisely, little one.

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