Captain John Price P!links

Captain John Price p!links

Morning sex

Argument sex

Eating you out

Teasing you with his cock vid

Begging

Free use

Comes home

Anal

Breeding his cunt

Rubbing and fingering ur pretty pussy

Backseat

Using you for his purpose

Daddy punishes you

Late night sex

Pounding ur tight lil pussy

lemme see em roll back.

König's eyes ♡

cw: smut, fingering, blow jobs, choking, man handling, age gap relationships, afab!f!reader

Poor König, just wanted to court you right and proper. There was a significant age gap between the both of you - with him taking the lead. You were a real pretty thing, and he was in love. Helplessly so.

Call him old fashioned, but König wanted to "win your heart" the traditional way. Took you out on dates that he paid in full, showered you in flowers and jewelry, did his got damned best to be "charming". Safe to say he was desperate.

Yet you didn't seem to mind. Rather, you giggled at his bad jokes, even let him pull you into his lap, leaning into him as he mapped out your curves through your clothes. A dirty, delicious, man; one who thought you were the most innocent thing hes ever seen.

Come the time you both decide you were "ready" to take the next step. Didn't take you to a trashy hotel, or fuck you in his car like other men might've. König invited you to his home, cooked you a fresh dinner of something from his native country - a pleasant conversation with dim lighting. How fucking romantic.

In his mind, you were so compliant, so swooned by his love and nuturing nature toward you. Probably hoped it would own a few blissful moans this night, afterwards he'd tell you to quit your job and live with him while you were still cock drunk. But after dinner, when the conversation slowly stumbled into the bathroom and was discarded on the floor in the forms of clothes and underwear - well, it was safe to say you were anything but the innocent bird he thought to have nurtured.

Rather, you lead him to the bed, pushing him back to a seating on the bed. His hands tangled in your hair, groaning and grunting as you nipped and kissed all his favorite places. Neck, jaw, his muscles even; you were so fucking perversely thorough. It left him weak and malleable to your desires and sinful actions.

Couldn't even question you as you begged to suck his fat, weeping cock. Just nodded with a stupid, star struck expression in his eyes. His head bobbing backwards as you licked and greedily fit him inside your warm mouth. The hot muscle of your tongue swirling against the sensitive head of his cock, followed by the vibrating moans of your throat, it was all crashing down at him at once.

The moment he felt himself about to come to a seering hot climax, you pulled away, licking your precum smeared lips, your sticky fingers earning the same treatment afterwards.

"Mhh.. Choke me, please?"

You were so bold. So unbothered by your own words. König could help but use the remained of his breath to release a laugh. Kids these days, so fucking vulgar. Though, it wouldn't sop him from grabbing that pretty throat and lifting you back to his lap.

After all, the sweet folds of your pussy practically oozed prayers of attention. And König was not about to deny his angel. He'd have his thick fingers ramming into your cunt, spreading them from the inside while you whined and cried his name; almost helplessly orgasming from some choking and fingering alone. König would give you proper whore treatment if that's what you begged for.

YES YES YES YES YES YES @tojisun PLEASE MAKE A PART 2 (feel free to ignore Schatz <3)

price making you and gaz kiss in front of him because he said nothing makes him cum more than seeing his pretty dolls love each other too. he watches raptly, devouring the sight you two make as he smokes.

he barks at gaz when gaz's hands stray any closer to your crotch, and he clicks his tongue when you get too whiny. you and gaz tremble in your mutual desperation, wanting to do more, to feel more, but are always stopped by price.

the building agitation that you and gaz feel finally makes price sigh, his puff thick with the cloud from his cigarette.

"so impatient," he tuts before leaning to the table to kill his stick, while his other hand begins to fiddle with the zipper of his pants, dragging it down. "come on then, maybe you'll be good f'me like this, at least."

you and gaz kiss over his cock :(

- (ramble)

BOXER KÖNIG — the collection 🥊

the following content contains: blood, injury, a probably inaccurate portrayal of boxing culture, strong language and explicit smut. be sure to consider trigger warnings and proceed with discretion. your media consumption is your responsibility.

just thots !! 🥊

more thots 😖🥊

how boxer!könig met his wife, and how he treats her in bed :3 🥊

boxer!könig collapsing onto you since he’s so drained and exhausted :(( 🥊

taking care of him when he’s too tired to fuck you after a fight <3 🥊

you cheer him on whilst he defeats an old rival !! 🥊

he takes his anger out on you after losing to a rigged opponent :(( 🥊

getting brutally fucked on your kitchen table after taking such good care of him :33 🥊

könig packs on the pda with you for all to see <33 🥊

he fucks you until you squirt out of jealousy </3 🥊

könig and wwe!wrestler hate-fucking in his dressing room :3 🥊

könig agreeing to teach you how to box :3 🥊

boxer!könig as a girl dad <3 🥊

he gets caught fucking you before a fight !! 🥊

it’s official: boxer!könig is golden retriever coded :3 🥊

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"Oh fuck," you whimper out. "I think I feel you in my guts."

"Fuckin hell bonnie, I can see him in your guts," Johnny says, a finger tracing the outline of Simon's cock over your abdomen.

You shudder at the feeling, clenching down harder which makes Simon grunt in response.

They each share a glance, an unspoken agreement made before Simon picks up his pace.

At the same time, Johnny turns to pressing his hand down on the imprint, making you cry out as you throw an arm over your face.

Simon lets out a disgruntled 'tsk' before prying your arm away.

"Let me see you love."