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Damnnn sounds so HAWT
König speaking German is actually kinda hot
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König x Horangi art >:3
Da boyos are in battle!!!
Yeah I know Graves is not so blond but 🤫
(And bestie and I headcanon that Ghost is lol)
Can't Kill Him But I Can Fuck Him.
(≧▽≦)🔪
Been reading some König fics online and I feel like the portrayal of his social anxiety is treated as being shy. Which isn’t to say they’re bad people/writers, just that they don’t really understand what it means and what the differences are.
I have some social anxiety (not severe at all so grain of salt), but I do know how it works for me.
It’s not wanting to bother people even if they work there because you don’t want to bother/talk. It’s practicing what to say or what to ask. Rehearsing and then going in. It’s beating yourself up for something so embarrassing you did that others might not have noticed or cared about.
Again, I want to stress that there is nothing wrong with the writers/people who misinterpret it. It’s the kind of thing that only people who have it can really accurately portray it. This is also how it affects me, this isn’t how it universally affects everyone.
I love this
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König who is overly sensitive when you mention things that hit his sore spots. You comment on his height? His shoulders will sag. You mention how awkward he is at times? Don't expect a response from him for the rest of the day. You tease him for his scarring, even if it's playful? His skin will be covered for the whole week.
König who adores how soft your skin is when he first got to touch it, to lay his thick and calloused hands on it. The colour, the light fuzz of hair, the precious marks and dots that reminded him of just how individual and lovely you were.
König who can't stand the overly plush mattress of yours, and would rather sleep on the floor. Being in the military since 17, he's come to enjoy the harder type of mattress to sleep on due to the cots, so your overly fluffy bed annoyed him, even if it cradled him nicely.
König who would definitely wear anything for you, and I mean ANYTHING. Even if it won't fit, if you like it on him whether it compliments his skin or if it would just look cute on him, he'd buy it and wear it while covering the soft pinkish hue on his cheeks.
König who loves cooking you authentic Austrian cuisines and desserts for you to try. If you don't like it, he'll give the most playful expression of fake hurt, a hand placed against his chest as if he was distraught, but he wouldn't force you to like it or anything. More food for him!
König who absolutely needs cuddles after he comes back from his military service, craving that feeling of being able to bury himself in your grasp, engulfing his senses with you and your body.
König who has a bit of a possessive issue when it comes to you, but it's almost so subtle that it just seems like he's clingy. With his height and how he looks compared to you, he would kill anyone who dare came near you to try and take you away from him.
König who's too lazy when it comes to his laundry, and he has two hampers loaded with clothes that desperately need a wash. (He probably bought new ones just to avoid washing his dirty clothes 0.0 and he didn't wash the one he bought either lmaoo)
König who has some bad mommy issues, always needing a little bit of scratches to his scalp to relax and soothe him when he needs sleep. Begging you almost for some gentle scratches for his scalp that just craves the sensational feeling of tingles.
König who definitely supports you in whatever you do or say a bit too outwardly. You dress in a certain manner? Fuck yeah! You have a strong opinion about something? Ja! You don't like Austria but he's an exception? He's fucking honoured! (lmaooo I can picture it thooo)
König who LOVES lava temperature baths, it really gets to the deepest parts of his sore and stiff muscles, plus, it's funny seeing you try to stay completely still so the heat of the water doesn't affect you as much as when you move around. You're just so cute to him!
König who is secretly submissive and doesn't know how to tell you 0.0
König who fucking worships you like a god. In a sense, you're his Lord and Saviour, protecting him emotionally and being there for him when things get too rough. You provide him solace and comfort, a serenity that he can't find anywhere else and he's eternally grateful for it.
König who likes playing with your hair, no matter its texture <3
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GOING FERALLLL
!! This is genuinely what I imagine Simon and König's dicks look like. Just... absolute monster cocks.
"Una aventura es más divertida Si huele a peligro…"
"Si te parece prudente Esta propuesta indecente…"🔥👑
➥ 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐: 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚎!𝚜𝚕𝚊𝚑𝚎𝚛!𝚔𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚐 x 𝚏𝚎𝚖!𝚌𝚑𝚞𝚋𝚋𝚢!𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛
➥ 𝚜𝚢𝚗𝚘𝚙𝚜𝚒𝚜: 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚗 𝙷𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚢 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚖𝚊𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝.
➥ 𝚌𝚠/𝚝𝚊𝚐𝚜:𝚙𝚠𝚙, 𝚑𝚎'𝚜 𝚊 𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚘𝚘𝚘....𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚗𝚘 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚔, 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚍𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜, 𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜, 𝚍𝚛𝚞𝚐𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚛*𝚙𝚎(𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚋𝚢 𝚔𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚐), 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚢 𝚏𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚌𝚔𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚖 𝚜𝚢𝚗𝚍𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚒𝚐, 𝚞𝚗𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚎𝚐𝚐𝚜, 𝚋𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝚜𝚎𝚐𝚐𝚜, 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚢-𝚙𝚘𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚍, 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚢 𝚜𝚘𝚏𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚝 𝚜𝚎𝚐𝚐𝚜 (𝚕𝚖𝚔 𝚒𝚏 𝙸 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐)
➥ ᥲ/ᥒ: 𝚒𝚔 і'𝚖 𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚙𝚕𝚣 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚙𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚢 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚐𝚎 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚛𝚊𝚏𝚝 𝚏𝚊𝚒𝚛'𝚜 𝙸'𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚜𝚘 𝚕𝚖𝚔 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢'𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔, (𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚘𝚗 𝚙𝚞𝚛𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚎, 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚐𝚛ᥲ𝚖𝚖ᥲ𝚛 𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚜), 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚍𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍, 𝚛𝚋𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍! 𝚜𝚘 𝚜𝚊𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢 𔓘.
halloween was coming up and surprisingly you were actually excited for it finally having a reason to relax, drink and look pretty while doing it. you'd rather be with konig a guy you've been talking too but he told you he had plans sadly, plus you were already invited to a halloween costume party that your friends we're throwing so might as well go, you decide to put together a cute corpse bride costume.despite them being horrible friends you weren't going for them.
you already knew where the party was but as much as you hate car pooling that's what you planned on doing so since you wanted to get drunk and most definitely didn't wanna drive back with a hangover, the party was at an house that jess's boyfriends friend found which is interesting saying as it's only going to be you ,jess, sofia, max, alex in a rural forest area an cabin from what google showed you for 2 days. knowing that you don't like sharing food you decide to bring your own food but you'll be judge you decided to bring your on snacks and quick meals to last the idea coming from a guy your talking to.
jess the supposed best friend texted you notifying that max was on his was to pick you up and they had already headed out and too hurry since it was a long drive there, which is typical behavior of theirs leaving ahead of you and making you rush to catch up but instead of rushing to please them you were going to take your time and get ready even if you were done. also knowing she sent max to pick you up because he liked you despite you telling her how uncomfortable you felt around him solidified how little she cared for your feelings.
you've been friends with jess for so long it's hard to understand why she treats you like your below her, but with the recent therapy, better job and talking to this guy you for outside opinion, decided that after this party you'll never talk to them again and little did you know that would happen maybe not how you planned it but it happened none the less.
around the time you finished packing and your makeup max texted you saying he was outside. you sighed to yourself and dammed yourself for actually being done with everything.
you walked out of your home unknowingly for the last time. you walked down to where max packed his car and got in saying a quick hello hoping he wouldn't attempt to continue to talk to you, but of course nothing goes your way. "yn, can't i get more than a hello?"
you sighed quietly "well what else do you want me to say?" he leaned towards you a little and said "well, a hello kiss would be ideal." you rolled your eyes at him saying a strong "no, now stop ." he raised his hands in mock surrender and started driving.
knowing he'll talk your ear off if given the chance, you turned his radio up and let it drown out any chance of his to pressure you into being with or intimate with you, and got as comfy as you could get in the passenger seat as it was hour drive.
finally pulling up into the driveway of the gated house, you couldn't help but admire the gothic style of the house. max pulled into the drive way and you could see that their was another car there knowing it was jess's boyfriends car alex, sighing to yourself you prepared for anything they might throw at you and got out of the car. max got out right behind you "no hug and no kiss you, must not like me much." he said while smiling knowing you didn't like him touching you as he'd seem to make an habit of not knowledging your no's and stop.
he's never assaulted you but he most definitely didn't take your no's into consideration "yeah, you know I don't give hugs." you responded quickly which was a lie you were a very affectionate person obviously not with him or anyone who was going to be at this party.
you walked up the house steps to the front door and max quickly followed behind you. but before you could knock he grabbed you arm pulled you to him and said "I hope you know I like you, I want you, fuck of you'll let me I'll love you." he paused slightly then continued "a man can only take so much teasing." as he rubbed his hand down your arm and tried to grab you ass but thankfully the door opened.
sofia was who opened she had a massive crush on max, you knew she doesn't likes you but it was always weird when you thought about it. she looked you up and down seemingly angry that you actually came and on top of that with max, like anyone gave you the option. before noticing max a.k.a the reason she didn't like you, despite it being obviously clear you didn't want him.
sofie quickly looked up at him and smiled stepping out to hug him, while she did that you stepped inside and was shocked how pretty it was in the inside as it was outside. seeing the rest of the group you did or well tried to give greetings as like always they ignored you and continue what they were doing. sometime went by when sofia and max decided to finally join everyone inside.
forgetting to grab your bag because you wanted to get away from max, you went back to get it and noticed it was sitting outside of his car rolling your eyes "such a gentleman." you mumbled to yourself. grabbing the handle and looking around the scenery you noticed a tall masked man by the gate but as quickly as you noticed him he was gone.
being bothered by it you went to grab a drink to help you relax, not realizing that no one else seemed to have one. you quickly were filling up a cup you found in the house you could hear hushed whispers coming from the living room where everyone was seated. when you walked into the room the talking immediately stopped as you found a seat and sat. looking around the room filled with jess, her boyfriend alex,sofia, max. looking at them as they looked back at you "what?" you said as you sipped your drink they looked at each other then jess responded "nothing" she paused but continued "its just that when we got here me and sofia think we saw someone walking around the gate." they looked at each other "did you see anyone?" alex finished for her.
being a it's been a while since you had a drink you couldn't tell if it was the alcohol or something else entirely but you felt dizzy and could feel your body numbing you responded to the question but your speech came out slurred "yesh" was all you could say your body and lips felt heavy and soon you passed out.
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you don't remember passing out but you remember waking up scared, not being able to move you arms or legs much, not even able to scream only slurred words would come out. only seeing max on top of you with a frightening stare that made you regret ever walking into this house, getting into his car, and ever leaving your home.
"didn't i warn you a man can only take so much, baby doll." max whisper into your ear. you stiffen in fear realizing anyone's worse fear is about to become you reality. as he's pulling off your clothes squirmed hoping whatever was in your system would wear off.
as he finally got you skirt down enough for himself the door busted in and the man you saw earlier. funnily enough how tall he was reminded you of konig and you couldn't help but tear up missing him and his pretty green eyes, even though he told you to go you can't help but wish you stayed with him.
before max could do anything or say anything the man grabbed him by his collar, and seemingly knocked him out with a punches to the face. shaking in fear almost getting assaulted now you're going to die by a masked man with a gun. the man looked at you but never at your exposed body.
pulling rope from his pocket he tied max up and grabbed him by his tied wrists. he walked towards you but only grabbed the cover that was thrown off the bed and gently tucked you in and gave you a kiss on your forehead.
his hand smoothing your frazzled hair before he stood to his full height and walked out of the busted door with max dragged behind him. thankful whatever was in your system seemed to wear off and you could finally move though not without staggering a little.
quickly making your way out of the room well as quick as you could go you could hear gunshot. Knowing now it's life or death you needed to get out of this house if you wanted to survive to live you needed to use Max's car knowing that his keys were in his jacket you just needed to reach it.as you quietly moved down the stairs you heard even more gunshots fired knowing you need to speed up if you wanted to find where max was as he still had his jacket on the closet next to the door.
making your way down stairs as quietly and quickly as you could you. you could feel your body screaming in pain from whatever they drugged you with and from being held down but knowing that some crazy masked man was planning to kill possibly everyone in this house you had no time to relax it tend to your pain and soreness.
peaking into the living room you could see the masked man standing over a terrified max not knowing what to do exactly you waited till max started to talk to move using his voice to cover any noise you would make. when you could hear max start talking you slowly crept forward as you did you could also hear him clearer "hey, man listen I'll let you have the girl upstairs if let me go. i won't tell anyone about this, just let me go and you can do whatever you want with her." to hear him bargain for his life with you as you meant nothing but a doll made you sick but what could you expect from someone who was going to do the same to you. you would worry about that when you leave this house.
moving closer towards the door you and max made eye contact" hey! man look at her she's pretty right? have her just let me go!" knowing what he was trying to do you got up to sprint for the door but sadly the masked man was quicker and swiftly grabbed you before you could make it, but refusing to let yourself die like this you quickly fought against his hold but of course it was pointless with how big he was and he tied you up and you could of swore he apologized. he sounded familiar too a german accent you hear from konig and weirdly soothes you.
he kicked jess and laim dead bodies down off the couch and sat you so gently on it that it was comforting after all you've been through. max's chatter to get the man to let him go never stopped until the masked man told him to. "silence." max immediately went silent and looked at you before looking back at him. "do you think you deserve freedom?, no you don't you will bleed out slowly while watching your friends corpses decompose in the forest where no one will find you." not saying a word you kept quiet, max on the other hand didn't have the same idea.
"man, listen i won't tell let me go please. i promise not to tell anyone about this." not wanting to hear it the man moved quickly and grabbed max and alex not knowing what to do your body seemed paralyzed.
"i'll take care of you, liebe (love) when I get back." the man said as he grabbed the last two corpses jess and sofia then he was gone as quickly as he came leaving you with your thoughts. you couldn't help but tear up when thinking about your untimely death that was going to happen in this house. you may not have liked jess, alex, sofia or, fucking max all that much but death would not be your answer for their actions.
you don't know how long you've been left tied up waiting but when he came back he locked the door behind him and took off his shoes and sighed softly knowledging you slightly and walked up down the hallway to the stairs. soon you could hear water going in the bathroom. you couldn't help but scoffed at him he kills innocent people, has you tied up on a blood soaked coach and has the nerve to start bathing like you weren't still there tied up.
when a couple of minutes went by and he seemed satisfied with what he was doing he came back down the stairs and for the first time since he busted into the room he talked again. "i drew us a bath, are you going to cooperate with me." you nodded you head, you wanted to lie to yourself and say it was because you didn't wanna anger him so you agreed but in reality you knew it was because he was so similar to your konig.
he gently grabbed you and carried you up the stairs and to the bath he made. once there he finally untied the rope around your wrist and ankles quickly doing the same to your corset but allowing you to take off your clothes. not once did his eyes leave yours but strangely enough it was comforting too comforting saying you don't know this man and without thinking "who are you?" you voice came out softly as if you didn't want to ask but still his eyes didn't leave yours and he only responded "don't worry about it, liebling (darling). just know i'll take care of you."
"okay" you agreed quietly knowing you can't fight him and once you were fully unclothed he helped you into the tub. your body relaxing into the streaming bubble bath he drew, letting out a happy sigh the man chuckled and began to also undress. startled you yelled " what are you doing." the man continued to undress while talking "I said us, mein hübsches mädchen (my pretty girl)." he paused to look up at you "do not worry, I won't do anything you won't like." he looked back down at his belt the movement of him working on undoing his belt made you look down at the movement too and you noticed something that made miss kitty meow meow throb.
feeling your gaze he looked up as he pushed both his pants and underwear down making you look away in embarrassment. he chuckled at you fidgeting figure but made his was over to get in behind you. sitting you on his lap despite being undress he made no move to take the mask off. deciding that if you were to die might as well ask questions before your death so you asked " who are you? why did you do this? and why am i still alive?" you wait to see if he answers but all he does is kiss your neck though his mask ignoring your questions " would you like to wash yourself or can i, liebe (love)." was the only response you got out of him feeling restless knowing what that meant because konig called you that all the time.
you couldn't help but tear up again and cry wanting nothing more than to go home safely to the only person that cares about you. doing nothing to soothe your tears but place oddly comforting butterfly kisses "i'm sorry, mein hübsches mädchen (my pretty girl)" the man behind you said with such sincerely that you looked at him and noticed that you were staring at your konig, your blue eyed, long haired konig. the man was konig you didn't know if you should be happy or cry harder knowing konig could do something like this.
your body chose for you, your hands shake while you reach for his face feeling konig skin you cried harder. konig reach his own hands up to wipe your tears before tilting your chin up so you meet eye to eye. "i'm-" before konig could say more you kissed him not knowing if it was the near death experience or having to bath with who you thought was an unknown man. but you missed him too much to care about anything else, and with the same passion and, lust, and love he kissed back. his hand moving from your chin to hold your throat and, his other rubbing your lower back moving it's way to your ass.
he turned you around on his lap pulling away from the kiss to suck on your neck. as the hand on your ass helped you grind on his bulge feeling it twitch against you made you wetter. letting out soft moans you reached between you to grab his dick but he stopped you with a hand on your wrist. pulling away from your neck breathing heavily " no, mein liebe (my love). I want to you. I must prepare you my pleasure can wait." and before you know it he pulled you up on his face like you weighed nothing and began to suck on your clit.
your hands reached for his hair and held on as he sucked and licked your folds. "please konig more~" you moaned out " what do you want " he mumble his breath hitting your clit before he gave little kitten licks to said clit. " your fingers ah~please" he pressed a kissed to your clit before he dived back in " mein liebe (my love)" he said as he went to town. you were a virgin and konig knew that but this it's the first time he's been between your legs. "i'm about to cum. please don't stop." you moaned louder feeling the knot in your lower stomach get tighter and tighter when he added a third finger you felt it snap. "fuck~" he kept going not stopping for a second. being though this before he'd want two more out of you before he actually put it in. legs shaking you pulled him away using his hair, and looking at him he looked so pretty with your juices covering his lips.
removing yourself off of his face and back on his lap you quickly kissed him and tasting yourself on his lips and tongue. "put it in " you mumbled against his lips " you sure? i would like to prepare you more." he responded of course you were sure he's been preparing you for months now. " yes, please" you whined slightly he only chucked in response and gave you a kiss on the forehead "okay."
grabbing his shaft as you position yourself on top, his tip teasing your entrance while his lips made their way back to your neck creating even more love bites on the skin. searching once again for your sweet spot when getting the moan he wants he sunk you down on his dick. hearing his moans of harmony helped ease the pain you felt but didn't stop the gasp of pain from coming out of your mouth, hearing this he stopped halfway and began to reassure you. kissing your tears away, whispering sweet nothings, and rubbing your clit to help.
feeling you tightened around him "are you okay? do you want to continue or should we stop." a pause went by before you answered "no! i'm okay, I wanna keep going please konig." konig groaned "mein liebe (my love), please relax, i'm trying to control myself." he said while continuing to kiss all over your face. steadily relaxing you but also drawing little giggles out of you.
relaxed enough for him to continue," you can move now." giving him the okay to move. one more kiss was planted on your lips, before he steadily moved you up and down on his shaft. the slow but deep thrust hitting your g-spot very quickly causing soft moans to leave your mouth. "like that mein liebe (my love)?" nodding your head before you let it fall on his shoulder with your reassure "I'm going to go faster now." and faster he did. replacing your soft moans with louder moans and gasps of his name.
doing your best to ride him, taking one of his hands in yours and trailing it to your clit caused him to chuckle softly. "need it here, huh?" removing your head from where it rested on his shoulder to look at his eyes. "say where you want my hand or I'll stop." when you felt his thrusts slowing down you quickly spoke. "no don't stop please. rub my clit please." trailing kisses down your forehead, the tip of your nose and finally your lips. "there's my girl." he said before quickly resuming his thrusts.
one hand grabbing your ass the other rubbed quick circles on your clit. sending mind numbing thrust deep inside you. feeling you tighten around him he speeding up his strokes and his thumb on your clit. you could feel your second orgasm coming "go ahead. cum liebe (love), cum for me." between his thrusts and his thumb you couldn't hold it long. "fuck, I'm cumming." he groaned out, hearing his moans topping off the orgasm that was building up with a couple more thrust you quickly orgasm with him not far behind you.
the pleasure causing you to faint, when you came to again your dry and dressed in a shirt that's most definitely konig's. looking around the room you noticed the water next to you, you grabbed it and took generous sips of it. hearing a door open you turn to it to see konig coming out of the bathroom seemingly freshly showered with a towel around his waist and a smaller one helping drying his hair.
neither you or konig saying much just enjoying each others presence. konig getting ready for bed got dressed then climb in with you, still not a word spoken between you too. getting settled konig gently grabbed you settling your head on his chest while rubbing the same hand the grabbed you on your back. before you could say more sleep took you quicker then you wished it did, but with your body and mind being exhausted it was hard to fight it.
konig looked down at your sleeping figure and kissed your head mumbling under his breath "sweet dreams mein liebe (my love)." before he fell asleep happy to have you in his arms, safe from those horrible excuse of humans that you used to call friends.
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pure könig filth yall i have no excuse sorry
tags: idk how to tag this just smut smut smut smut konig being rough and size kink
i can imagine your first time with könig :(( he’d try to be so gentle with you, but he can’t hold back. he would be fucking into you at an ungodly pace and it would all be so overwhelming for you. he’d try to make it better by whispering sweet praises into your ear whilst destroyinggggyg your insides. when tears start rolling down your face könig would kiss them away and tell you how good you’re makin him feel. that bubble in your stomach finally burst and you came all over his cock. it was so overwhelming but the feeling of him filling you up with his cum seemed to ground you. he would clean you up and shower you with praises before tucking you in and falling asleep
sub könig blurb beneath
tags: breeding kind of, riding, once again just pure filth
ok he’s big and scary and his dick is huge duh. but he’s definitely such a baby. when you get on top and ride him, taking complete control, it drives him insane. he’ll start to get handsy but you’ll smack his hands away and tell him he can’t touch until he’s been a good boy :((. he hates not being able to touch his darling but he can’t really concentrate on that due to the fact your bouncing up and down on his cock like your life depends on it.
when he starts whimpering and begging to cum you’ll stop. könig will buck into you at an attempt to get you moving again, but you quickly put his antics to shame. calling him a needy whore, cant go a second without being inside you. your words go straight to cock as it twitches inside you, so you made a deal. you’ll let him cum, only if he fills you up. he wastes no time getting work. fucking into you at an unholy speed, hitting that sweet spot that turns your vision into static. he whines things like, “wanna be your good boy” and “wan’ make you feel so good”. without any warning he fills you with his seed. he doesn’t move, not wanting anything to spill out. you use him to teach your own high, moaning out praises like “m’ sweet boy fills me up so good”. you collapse onto his chest, feeling his arms wrap around your body as you both lay there, infatuated with one another.
König edit 🤭🤭
König Headcanons (SFW & NSFW)
SFW
• Konig is so nervous around you, even after you two have an established relationship he can’t help but feel shy and bashful when you say sweet things to him
• Since he has a lot of social anxiety, PDA is nearly impossible for him- not that he doesn’t want to, but because it would make him explode. He would never be ashamed of knowing you two were together, he doesn’t want to make you feel like a secret. So he will opt for hand holding (more like you holding two of his fingers cause that man is a GIANT)
• Speaking of the height, no matter if you’re 5’0 or 6’4 you will always be so small to him. His favorite pet name to call you is maus (mouse). Any other pet name he has for you always starts with ‘little’. So “little angel”, “little doll”, “little baby”, or “little lover” if he’s feeling extra romantic. And when he puts “my” in front of it? It’s like a fountain down there.
“Konig!” You yelled excitedly, running down the corridor. It had been weeks since you last saw him after he went on a mission. Even when he was in full gear and mask, you thought he was the most handsome. “Maus!” He exhaled excitedly, a sigh of relief washed over him. The tall man quickly picked you up, resting his head on you as his shoulders finally relaxed, his whole body felt like it was about to uncoil. “I missed you so much Konig.” You whispered, gently kissing his head (helmet really). “I missed you too mein kleiner Engel.” (My little angel)
• So this man is like, what? 6’7-6’10? An absolute mountain of a man. Everyone knows he’s already an absolute sweetheart, but when you guys are cuddling? Tooth rotting sweetness. His favorite position is to just lay on top of you, wrapping his arms around your waist and just listening to your heart as you gently play with his hair or rub his shoulders. If you want to be the little spoon? You will be practically cocooned in his arms. You want to be the big spoon? Internally he’d find it funny, but really when he feels your warmth on his back and your arms around him, he’s never felt safer, or so loved.
• His drive and motivation is always to make you feel as loved and safe and you do to him. He wants to keep you safe, he wants to make you feel so loved that there’s never a day where you doubt his love and loyalty to you. He cherishes every laugh and smile he shares with you. He wishes he could take a photo with you on missions and put it on his gun like they did during WWI and WWII- but he knows that would put you in danger. So instead he daydreams when he can, wishing you were in his arms safe and sound.
NSFW
• Technically if we want to give him a label, he’s a switch. Really he just wants to please you. Your pleasure is what gets him off. If you want to dominate and use him? Baby he’s already begging. If you want him to manhandle and fuck you stupid? His hand is already around your throat. No matter what it is (within reason) he just wants to see you enjoy yourself. Knowing that he is the reason you’re coming undone and feeling good already makes him horny beyond belief.
• He was a virgin when you two met, so when he was finally ready to lose his virginity to you, he was a stuttering and bashful mess.
“M-My…My love?” He asked, looking up with worry in his eyes. You were currently straddling his waist, both of you only in your undergarments. Your hands were on his shoulders as you gently rocked your hips over his hard on. “Yes?” You asked lowly, leaning down and giving him a quick kiss on the nose. “Will I fit? N-Not that I think you can’t! Scheiße..I just..I don’t want to hurt you.” He was giving you puppy dog eyes. And honestly it was the cutest thing, you’d already given him a blowjob before, he’s seen and eaten you between your legs, but he was still afraid of not making you feel good. You appreciated it too, after all he was insanely huge, and everything was proportional. Everything. So his worry wasn’t too out of the question. “My poor baby,” you cooed, brushing your hand on his cheek; immediately taking your panties to the side, also sliding his boxers down after and rubbed your bare and wet lower half on his hard on. König let out a deep and guttural moan, leaning his head back slightly, already losing his mind. “You..mein gott..doll you feel..you feel so good- gott oh mein gott you’re so pretty. Need you, need you bad please baby. Feels so good..oh yes so so good.”
• He’s still just as whiny and begs just as much when he bottoms, always getting drunk on pleasure, and he will ramble about how pretty you are, how good you feel etc. unless you gag him. For as socially anxious as he is, he is quite the talker in bed.
• When König is the one in charge that night, first he will always ask you if there’s anything you want to avoid, anywhere he should not touch or anything he should avoid saying. He is quite literally at your command. He’ll go over the safe word a lot before getting into it. Personally, he loves the size difference between you too- especially when he’s in charge. Handling you like a ragdoll, moving you around how he pleases and pounding you to his heart’s desire is a personal guilty pleasure of his. He always starts off on the more gentle side, but if you tell him to be rough; trust he will be.
“Oh little maus, where do you think you’re going?” König asks, grabbing you behind the knee and dragging you back to him. You already came twice that night and you were starting to lose it. A harsh slap on your ass was delivered, followed by a hand tightly gripping your hair in a makeshift bun. His other hand with a vice like grip on your hip; face down ass up, just how he likes it. The tall man then resumed his assault on your body, fucking into your hole like he hated you. But the love bites all over your body said otherwise, some were light and looked like they were made with tender care; others like the few on your neck and chest were already turning red and purple, clear indents of teeth marked up all over. Quickly both of his hands were on either side of your face, his body leaning down and felt like he was going to crush you. The problem was though, you couldn’t see. The entire session you brought up the idea of a blindfold, and König is here to deliver. “Are you losing your mind yet, little maus? Can you speak for me?” He teased, his thrusts becoming slower but a lot harder. “Ah…Ah..m-more..” you moaned out softly. “Please..oh fuck..please more.” You felt both hands leave your face, now planted on your hips. “As you wish mein kleines Luder” (my little minx)
• Right after you guys are done though he smothers you in kisses and asks with a huge blush on his face, “did I make you feel good, doll? D-Did I…did I do good..too?” He just wants to be whatever you need, and he wants to be the reason you’re so sweaty and sore, because he loves you, and he wants you to feel loved too.
König NSFW Blurb
18+ Minors DNI!! Contains sexual content
CW: fingering, overstim, oral, gender neutral terms, non descriptive lower regions, begging, König is pleasure drunk (just how I like him)
Desperate moans, delirious deep grunts and hums and the tussling of sheets could be heard outside the door, the room that you and König shared. Inside the room, you laid on your back with a pillow between you and the wrinkled bedsheets to lift your lower half just enough to be devoured. In between your spread legs was the mountain of a man himself, wearing a plain black balaclava instead of his usual loose mask. The balaclava was lifted over his nose, giving his mouth free roam over your sensitive lower half.
Your hand gripped the back of his mask, shaky breathes and quiet moans leaving your swollen from kisses lips. Fresh hickeys and bite marks decorating both you and your boyfriend, showing the love making not so far in the past. König’s hands wrapped over your thighs to keep them open, placing the occasional loving kiss and soft love bite. With the noises your boyfriend was making, you’d think he was the one being pleasured tonight; but to König, your pleasure is his, even egging him on as to gently rock his own hips from how pleasure drunk he as getting.
An orgasm soon ripped through your body, your legs trying to close but failed as your boyfriend continued to hold them open, licking and cleaning your juices up like a starved man. He gave you a moment, then took one of his hands, gently rubbing your extra sensitive spot in circled with his middle and pointer finger. The giant man looked up at you with pleading puppy dog eyes, drool and juices dripping down the lower half of his face, completely breathless he says, “Please, please maus…one more time for me? Please just one? So köstlich(so delicious) I..I can’t get enough.” He then inserted the two fingers inside your hole, licking you up once more while he spoke, making your moans higher pitched and breathes more broken. “I need one more mein engel(my angel)..please? Please? Please baby can I please? One more I promise I’ll make you f..feel…scheiße..feel so good, just let me, please? Maus?”
König HC with a reader that has healed keraunographic scars??
König x Reader w/ keraunographic scars
Comfort Fic
Omg omg my first request you got it anon! This is my first attempt at comfort or softer stuff plz let me know in the comments your thoughts or constructive criticism!
Contains: mentions of scars, insecurity, König being unsure but determined, König being a little cutie patootie
Having any form of scars is extremely normal in this field of profession. If you retire without a single scar or bullet wound you’re either extremely lucky or you got plastic surgery. Your scars, however, are extremely different. The chance of something so rare like being struck by lightning left an even rarer scaring. Deeply colored lines in the shape of tree roots and lightning itself decorated your skin, leaving beautiful but unique scars. You had grown insecure when your buddies would reminisce about where their battle scars came from. You would show them your normal scars, ones you got from face to face combat or the occasional stray bullet, but when it came to your lightning scars you did everything to avoid it. Really you just wanted to fit in, you didn’t want to be known as the person with the weird lightning scars, you wanted to be known for your talents in the field.
A few days after you got back to base from a mission, you decided to keep your mind from wandering and went to the base’s fitness gym. It was around 4am when you went, assuming no one would be around so you could shed some layers and work out without overheating. Once you got into the gym, you flicked the lights on and saw no one was there. Good.
You got your hair out of the way and took off your camo green military issued shirt, revealing a tank top underneath. Your scars decorated your newly exposed skin, the deep colors bouncing off the overhead lights. You put your earbuds in, queued your favorite music and began your normal routine of workouts. Towards the end, you didn’t notice the doors to the gym opening, and a particular man who you had a particular crush on came in, wearing his usual mission gear other than his vest he wears on his front. His eyes immediately went to you, specifically, to your skin, parts of you he knows no one else at the base has seen. König could not stop staring, thinking your scars were absolutely captivating to him, reminding him of deep roots, lightning and tree branches. Absolutely beautiful.
You sighed, putting the gym equipment down and wiped the sweat from your forehead, taking an earbud out after stretching. You mindlessly looked into the mirrors that were placed against an entire wall, your heart sinking into your stomach and your eyes widening as you saw König staring at you. You quickly grabbed your green shirt and put it back on, speed walking to the exit as you mumbled a “sorry.” But you were stopped. König had gently placed his hand in front of your face, too scared to actually touch you, not knowing how you’d feel about it.
“Why do you hide your skin?” He asked gently, taking his hand away once he saw your turn and face him, craning your head to look up at him. “E..Excuse me?” You asked back, folding your arms and clutching your shirt. König tilted his head slightly, leaning down and tried to speak clearer, “your marks,” he said, “why do you hide them?”You made eye contact for a moment before both of you nervously looked away, the tall man waiting for any sort of response.
“I don’t want people to pay attention to them,” you whispered.
“What…what do you mean?”
“I want to be remembered for my work, my efforts and for me. I know if people saw them they’d know me first for my scars.” You admitted, it wasn’t like you were hiding that information, it’s just that no one asked in the first place since they didn’t know you had them anyways.
König took a minute, picking up that this conversation was a little sensitive for you, wanting to choose the best words to convey his opinion as honest but as kind as he could. “I think..” he started, looking at your lips, then your eyes, trying best to keep eye contact with you, and vise versa. “I think they make you look prettier.”
After he realized what he said and how it could be interpreted, he quickly stood at full height but waved his hands worriedly. “N-Not that I thought you were pretty! Well I did! Scheiße…(fuck) What..What I’m trying to say..” König took a deep breath, rubbing his forehead and eyes before finishing his thought, “you….you look pretty to me.” He mumbled, looking away and picked at his gloved hands, “you always have…even…jesus christus…even know- especially now!” You could tell the poor boy was panicking, and you wanted to alleviate some of his anxiety.
“König?” Your tone was soft but inquisitive.
“Yes?” He asked back, leaning down once more, staring at your lips.
“I think you’re pretty too. Even now. Especially now.” You smiled. The tall man’s eyes widened again for the hundredth time that night, gulping deeply as his hands began to shake. Was this real?
“You..do?”
You nodded, grabbing his left hand, kissing his glove before leaning in and hugging him, your cheek smooshed against his chest. König froze, hardly breathing as he looked down at you. He took a deep breath and gently placed one hand on your back and the other on your head.
You spoke up, “want to see all of them, then?”
“I’ll show you mine if you…show me yours.”
You chuckled and slightly blushed at his response, leaving him a little confused but happy he could make you feel more comfortable around him.