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kidnapped!reader developing extreme stockholm syndrome and abandonment issues, only for könig to be deployed suddenly, leaving you alone to fend for yourself.
imagine könig's heartbreak when he finds you, worn down and completely silent, not remembering why he left you and refusing to even look him in the eyes. :(
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Soap: So… König.
Ghost: What about him?
Soap: We were at the mess hall and he tried to ask for cutlery but forgot the word and ended up saying “I need food weapons”
Soap: I want you to know I will now be referring to them by nothing else.
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milkywayhou · 2 days
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Hello!
You mention that Familiar!König is VERY protective with his master. But imagine that there's some rumours in the nearest village about a strong and evil witch deep in the forest. And they gathered the witch hunter and try to kill the witch!
What would könig do?
Hii! Thanks for the question!! (It took me almost a few months to answer it)
Mmm.. what König would do if someone try to kill his beloved master, huh? The answer is kinda obvious that he gonna kill them first before they got any chance to harm you! :(
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It was a shame when you start to hearing those rumours about yourself when you're already settled down in your new cabin deep in the forest :( though you wouldn't lie the fact being labels as strong evil witch is almost boost your pride and ego — almost. But now you got another problem, the villagers start to hired and sent a group of strong witch hunter to haunt you because they think you're dangerous!!! Of course they were never able to finish their job since like the rumours says, you're one of the strong witch and you have your most loyal familiar to handle them... König.
He looks almost too ecstatic when he enter the cabin, body cover with the blood of the witch hunters, leaving a trail of mess in the wooden floor. In normal day you probably will scolding him for making the floor dirty, but not today. You didn't care about it anymore as you packed all your belongings inside your bags. You've been planning to move out from your comfy cabin because you know, the villagers will send more hunters for your head if they found out how your familiar killed the previous group they sent, he probably ate them too to erase the evidence.
For König, he didn't really care if you decide to move into another place again despite just move in this place a few months ago — For him, you were his home, The only home he knows. He knows human are far more dangerous threat for your kind, they're week but the can work together and getting more smart over these years — a greedy creature, he thought. Even though for him, killing them is like step on insects. He enjoys hear them scream as he crushed their bone and lead then to met their end.
All of this can be avoided if they're wise enough to leave you alone, his precious little witch. He will always happily kill for you if only that means he can protect you and your light. He wouldn't asked for nothing more than to have your hands patting him as he leans himself against your soft body.
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barelyprincess · 2 days
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Rough sex w könig
König will pound into you with no mercy as you cry and beg him to go slower. He'll just shove your head into the pillow and keep it there with a hand on your nape as he continues to rearrange your guts.
"s-slow down" you moan, reaching your hand behind. König slaps your hand away and resumes thrusting into you, ruining your little body under him.
"come on, schatz. you can take it. you will"
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latenightdaydreams · 3 days
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König x Stepmother!Reader Part 2 (fem)
Here is the requested part two!
Read part one here💘
Master List
MDNI🔞
>cw: fem/afab, cheating, argument, p in v, oral
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König has you bent over the kitchen island, one leg up, his cock ramming hard into your tight cunt. Your knuckles turning white from gripping the edges of the counter. You bite your lips trying to muffle your own moans. König grunts with each thrust, his hands grasping your ass, fingers digging into your flesh and pulling you back slightly to match his motion.
You simply came downstairs for a midnight snack, but König heard you walking and followed you down stairs. Seeing the erection in his pajama bottoms, you couldn’t just ignore it. Just like he couldn’t ignore the way your hard nipples poked out of your white, almost see through, top.
“Your ass is so fucking nice,” König groans while he slaps you ass hard. His hand leaves a mark and makes the fat on your ass ripple. He loves the sight.
“Whose pussy is this?”
“Yours,” you whimper pathetically.
“Say my name, Kleine Blume.”
“König, this is König’s pussy.” You moan out as he begins to pick up his pace making you pant trying to catch your breath.
You can feel droplets of his sweat falling on you and it’s fucking hot. His hand reaches over and grabs a fistful of your hair and turns your head so he can see you.
“Fucking beautiful,” he whispers before he rolls his eyes back.
His cock is sensitive and your velvety walls hugging him make him want too just cum deep in you now. He pulls out and drops to his knees. He spreads your ass cheeks apart and looks at how his cock has gaped your pussy. He smiles impressed with his own work.
Leaning forward he sticks his fat tongue in your pussy before going down and licking your clit. He buries his face in you, breathing you in and sucking on your clit. One hand on your leg that is bent on the counter to keep it up. His cock leaks precum, balls tightening as he hears your muffled moans.
“Please fuck me, König.” You beg.
“I’ll cum Liebling.” He goes back to burying his face in your pussy. He moves up to your asshole, tight and untouched. He flicks his tongue over it as he grasps your ass cheeks now.
“I don’t care, please just fuck me.”
König can’t deny you so he stands back up and slaps his cock on your ass cheeks, “Turn on your back.”
You turn and lay with your legs open. König grabs your hips and pulls you down towards him. He lines his cock up with your entrance before slowly pushing back in at first. A soft moan escaping your lips as you feel him stretch you out. You’ve become addicted to his cock the last few days. He puts your legs together and hold them with one arm.
“Oh, fuck yes.” You moan as he begins to thrust quickly into you.
His eyes glues to your breasts bouncing with his movement, he reaches out with one hand and squeezes one of your breasts. A low moan escapes his lips. He can’t hold on and longer. He picks up and pace until he finally cums deep inside of your pussy. He closes his eyes and squeezes your breast tightly.
He thrust a few more times before carefully pulling out. He picks his boxers and pajama bottoms back up. He lifts you off the counter and on to the floor. You grab your panties and pajama shorts.
“We should get back to bed…” You say looking up at König with lovey eyes.
He smiles down at you and brushes hair behind your ear. He leans down and kisses your lips; you taste yourself on his lips.
“Yeah, we should. I’ll let you go up first.” König whispers, breaking the kiss.
You turn and walk upstairs. You adjust yourself as you walk, getting to your bedroom door. Opening it up, you see Felix sitting up, stroking his erect cock. You close the door and look shocked. The shock hiding the worry that he heard König fucking you.
“You’re up?” You look at his cock, not nearly as big as König’s.
“I am, I was waiting for you to come back from the bathroom.” Felix pats the bed.
You smile, feeling sort of disgusted, but you walk to the bed. Felix turns on the bedside lamp as you crawl on to the bed.
“Take your clothes off.” He says as he moves to fully pull off his bottoms.
“I haven’t showered today,” you lie trying to get out of this. You just fucked König after all.
“I don’t mind a little stink.” Felix chucked.
You smile awkwardly and begin to take off your shirt followed by your pajama bottoms. You look at Felix’s nude body, covered in white body hair. You lay down and he moves over, latching on to your breast as if he were a starved infant. His hand moving down to your already wet pussy.
“Looks like you’re already ready for me, were you thinking about fucking me?”
“Yes,” you lie again.
“Good girl,” he moves to position himself in between your legs.
You spread your legs open for him and he strokes his cock before slapping it against your pussy, sore from the pounding König gave you. Felix stops and just looks at your pussy. You look up at the ceiling thinking he is about to push himself in, but he doesn’t. Silence.
You prop yourself up on your elbows and look at Felix. His blue eyes, like König’s, are just glued to your pussy still. His erection is slowly going away and his face looks confused.
“Felix?”
He slowly meets your gaze, “What is this?”
He points to your vagina and you just look at him. You doesn’t say anything. You don’t even know what to say if you did. You’ve been caught. Your heart sinks into your stomach as you feel a hot wave of anxiety flush over your body.
“What is what?” You swallow hard.
“Cum. You have cum in your vagina.” His eyes finally meet yours as you sit up and close your legs. “ARE YOU FUCKING MY SON?!” Felix explodes in a furry, his voice booming through the house.
A yell that triggers König, who is currently sitting in his room. He quickly stands and makes his way towards your bedroom to make sure you’re okay.
��Du bist eine Hure!” Felix shouts at you.
He gets off the bed and pulls his bottoms back on. Before you can move the door opens and König is standing there, shirtless, with a pissed off look on his face.
“Watch how you talk to her.” König’s voice deep and demanding.
Felix quickly turned to König. A look of disgust and rage on his face, a look König has been used to seeing since he was a young child. Except now he towers over his dad and doesn’t fear him.
“You’ve been fucking my wife?!” Felix shouts, his voice a mix of rage and heart break.
 “Yes, since the first night I got here.” König snaps back.
Felix turns to look at you with his jaw dropped. He turns back to König and looks as if he wanted to kill him, but knew he couldn’t do anything but stand there. König feels no remorse for what has happened. You’re his now.
“You- you’re just like your mother, fucking useless and pathetic!” Felix barks in anger. “I never even wanted you.”
König doesn’t react, just looking down at his dad. He turns his gaze to you, naked on the bed. He walks past Felix and to you, he puts his hand out.
“Come with me.” König speaks in a soft calm tone.
“Don’t you fucking dare!” Felix snaps, frozen in place knowing his son could end him.
You look past König at Felix, then back to König. His blue eyes soft and he nods his head.
“It’s okay. I can take care of you.” König reassures you. With him you aren’t losing anything. He can buy you everything you’re leaving behind. He could love you better than Felix. He already fucks you better.
“Y/n, don’t.” Felix realizes you’re truly about to leave him.
You gently place your hand in König’s big hand. A small smile spreads across his lips.
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Tags: @nachofriess, @mariapallett
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cw: smut, fingering, blow jobs, choking, man handling, age gap relationships, afab!f!reader
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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.
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vasyandii · 2 days
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My König Headcanons
This one is an update from the previous one since I wasn’t happy with it
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bouncybongfairy · 1 day
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Sleepy Head
König x Fem Reader
Summary: Frivolous sex with König.
Word Count: 1.0k+
TW: Smut Without Plot, Riding D!ck, Sloppy BlowJob, CreamPie
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There wasn’t any romantic backstory or awkward tension that was building. It was the day before Task Force 141’s next mission and you wanted to catch a dick beforehand. You know: wanting to let your stress out on someone. It honestly could have been any of the guys, but lately you had your eyes on König. The last few missions you were paired together, there were a few moments that made you question everything. The way he’d instinctually grab your arm when shit was hitting the fan. 
Or the worried sound he carried in his voice when he worried you were MIA. The way he’s pressed his body against you from behind when you would interrogate hostels. You were sitting in your bedroom, listening to the sound of the clock ticking away. Tonight you were finding it extremely difficult to keep König out of your mind. Your mind racing with scenarios of the two of you. More vile and raunchy than you’d care to admit. Bouncing your leg while laying on your back, trying to let your brain rest. 
After twenty minutes of no success you decided to sit up. Putting a pair of socks on and walking to König’s room, quietly opening the door and slipping in. He was laying on his back, no blanket. His body was covered in a thin layer of sweat, nothing but boxers on. His chest and stomach steadily rose with every breath he took. The light coming from his window was casting onto him. He looked so statuesque and strong; like all his muscles were carved from stone. 
You crawled onto the bed, gently starting to leave kisses on his happy trail. Dipping your fingers into his boxers and running them along his waistband. You giggled as you watched him slowly stir in his sleep. Pulling them down, letting his member become exposed. You were taken back, even half soft he was huge. Starting to press kisses up and down his shaft, slowly waking him up. Half asleep, he reaches down and holds the side of your face with his hand. 
You took his tip into your mouth, swirling your tongue around. Feeling him slowly harden and twitch in your mouth was making your blood buzz. You hallowed out your cheeks and began to slowly bob your head up and down. Gazing up and seeing his face twist up in pleasure, his eyes finally flickering open to look down at you. Now that he was more awake, he was becoming more active. 
Grabbing a fist full of your hair and and fucking his length into your mouth. You rolled your eyes back, feeling his veins throb against your lips. Tightly wrapping your lips around him and pulling your head up to his tip. Popping your mouth off and letting all the drool and pre-cum drip down his shaft. 
“Oh my fucking god,” he groaned loudly, letting his head fall back. 
It made you feel so powerful seeing how reactive he was to your touch. You stood up, pulling your shorts down and letting them hang off your ankle. Straddling his hips and positioning yourself over his cock. He was pulling up your shirt, using his index finger and thumb to start playing with your nipples. Twisting and pinching, his eyes dazed and sleepy. As you sunk down on his length, you had to bite your lip. 
Hiding mewls and whimpers from the stretch. Now fully sat, he grabbed your hips and ran his two thumbs up and down the skin of your lower belly. He was respectful and didn’t move while you adjusted. Admiring your body as you squirmed, trying to get comfortable. He pulled you down, pressing his lips against your neck. Sucking hickies and biting down on your skin; anytime he ran his tongue over an overly sensitive part of your neck, your walls would tighten around him. It didn’t take long for you to start rocking your hips. You were gripping the pillow on either side of his head. 
He pauses for a moment and arches his body up, shoving a pillow underneath him. Everytime you rocked your hips forward your clit would rub against the base of his cock; that was completely soaked from your juices. You were working yourself on his length, chasing your orgasm frantically. He was enamored by you, sweat was starting to drip down your forehead. Face completely red and flushed, mouth hanging open and panting. Seeing how hard you were working your body for him was a sight to see. 
He wrapped his arms around your waist, his hands resting on the small of his back. His hands rested on the small of your back, smearing the small layer of sweat that had accumulated. Both of you were finding it hard to contain your vocals. Pleasure raking through both your bodies, the feeling of being full was damn near euphoric. The bottom of your stomach is like a fire pit, burning from the inside out. He was now fucking his hips into you, loving how you’d gasp and clench when he went that much deeper. 
Nails digging into the flesh of your hips, the sinsation just enough to send you over the edge.Your movements became stiff as your body contracted; König ended up doing most of the work after this point. Flipping you onto your back and rutting into you at a frantic rate. Slowly down and pressing his length as deep as he could before finally cumming. Emptying himself into you, groaning and growling into your ear. 
He was so big, his body engulfed yours. Wrapping his arm around your neck and pressing your mouth into his collar bone. He did this a little aggressively, due to you becoming louder with moaning. The two of you laid there in silence for a while, catching your breath. Without words you got up, collecting your clothes and getting dressed. Quietly running back to your room, trying to make it before cum started running down your thighs.
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littlelostmoon · 21 hours
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how the mw2 boys finger you ଘ(*. .)
tags [cod characters x fem reader] fingering, cunnilingus, kissing, cumplay, dirty talk wc 280 [headcanons]
a/n pure filth but whatever. bring back fingering. it's a lost art!
[ghost]
simon's so fucking obsessive that he's most likely to use his fingers after you've got his cum dripping out of you. has a slight breeding kink and is entirely unashamed about it.
will literally rub his own cum in circles against your worn out and overstimulated g-spot. "atta girl, princess."
dissatisfied until you're babbling into his neck.
[könig]
loves you laid on your back, one of your thighs bent up to your chest while his fingers grind in and out of you. always massages your clit with his thumb.
very romantic with it— kisses you deep and prods his tongue against yours. when you can no longer focus on kissing back, he's moved down to suck your tits.
so, so wet and sticky. his hands are huge and you swear your lower stomach bulges a bit just from two fingers alone.
[graves]
graves is an asshole and primarily uses fingering to tease you. "want my cock, pretty girl? too bad, take it."
he has too much fun. says he'll consider fucking you properly after you cum on his hand once... or twice...
[soap]
honestly, soap is an eater and sometimes forgets to use his fingers, too busy with his head between your thighs, cheeks red hot.
but when he remembers, god he's obsessed. absolutely abuses your insides while mumbling soft praises against your ear. uses so much spit.
[gaz]
from-the-back professional. discovered it gives him easy access to your g-spot and never turned back.
super slow and purposeful with his movements. he'll stay clothed, pressed against your backside, fully focused on pleasing you.
doesn't care if your wetness dribbles all over him. probably huffs out something so unfiltered. "this pussy's fucking drooling for me, isn't it?"
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helcef · 2 days
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still working on smth drawing-wise but i recently conjured this janky guy if u care
be nice to him he only has one braincell
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pangsit-goreng · 3 days
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UH OH! I ENTER THE WRONG ROOM
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konigsblog · 2 days
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expanding on this stupid idea...
two-dicked könig fucking your tight asshole and cunt at the same time.🩸
tw/cw; — non-con/dub-con, hybrid fucking, monster fucking, mentions of kidnapping. 18+
photo credits; x_bruisedpeach_x on x/🐦
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you're not exactly sure how you got yourself into this mess. he's some sort of hybrid, with horns and dark eyes, gazing into your soul and possessing your body. he turns you into a fleshlight for himself and his own satisfaction, lifeless in his tight grip as he takes control over you every movement, pushing himself into your swollen folds, his other dick prodding at your tight asshole.
your back is against the wet grass, prior to a thunderstorm. it's still raining slightly, the light raindrops against your face, gazing dizzily into the night sky. your eyes look empty with no sign of life despite your beating heart, with könig pushing both of his large, hung cocks into you, his firm grasp only tightening when he slides himself inside, forcing your legs apart at his will.
it's a struggle, of course it is. being stuffed from both ends isn't exactly the comfiest thing ever, and you're sure as hell struggling to take every inch of his meaty dicks. your ass aches at the fullness, your stomach creating a bulge, disappearing and reappearing when he drives his muscular, sturdy hips into you. you're so small in comparison to the seven foot giant, his brute body hunched over yours to protect you from any other monster that lingers in the forest late at night, the smell of sweat and sex burning your nostrils. könig heaves and growls, a demonic and unholy sound emitting from deep within him.
your tight pussy clutches onto his heat instinctively, his heavy balls tight and full of load, that he'll shoot into both holes of yours. your body is weak with his thrusts only becoming more violating and humiliating, forced to be compliant with him as he takes over your mind, turning you into a set of holes simply for his own selfish benefit. the dark claws on his large, calloused hands dig into your flesh as he pounds into you, ploughing into your soft slit mercilessly, leaving marks that you'll remember him by, when you're locked away in a little cage for him, a captive in his grimey hands.
fuck, how is a tiny little thing like you supposed to takes loads of his milky, creamy semen? especially when it's fucked into your holes at a rapid and ruthless pace, leaving your form weak and defenceless beneath him, pleading for mercy through struggled whines and protests, his creamy stickiness oozing from the sides of your cunt, stuffed to the brim.
serve your purpose and become a slave for him.
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Desperate Desires
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I'm having too much fun with this so here is part 2 of Depth of Devotion from the readers POV.
Minors DO NOT INTERACT.
Mentions of female anatomy.
Art is from @k_yodaka_02 on Twitter
You were brooding on the couch. Your already horrible day was made only the better when your grocery bag ripped sending all your purchased wares scattering across the floor. You wanted to tear your hair out and break down right at that moment, you were overwhelmed and certainly overstimulated. You begin to pick up the fresh produce from the floor cursing each one when your behemoth of a neighbor, arms full of peppers and your restock of lotion approaches you. You look up at him and there is Adonis himself. The first thing you always notice is his eyes. Beautiful crystalline blue, the color of glaciers. Deep set and piercing, bordered with long blonde lashes. Aquamarine set in gold. Who gave him those eyes? He was absurdly handsome with his chiseled jawline, full lips, long romanesque nose that is slightly crooked to the left like it was broken at some point, short choppy auburn hair. Did he cut it himself? You wonder until suddenly you become aware that you were probably staring silently for a little too long and he's speaking to you. German, It's not pronounced but subtle. “Here,” he says holding out his arms towards you, “happens to me all the time.” He offers a sympathetic crooked smile. You huff and grab your things from his arms shoving them in what was left of the broken bag. Cheeks flushed from embarrassment and frustration. “Thanks' ' you reply curtly as you turn away to go to your apartment. Quickly sliding your key in and opening the door. You shove it shut with your shoulder making it slam more aggressively than you intended. What. A. Fucking. Day.
Later after having showered and changed into your comfort clothes you begin to burn with guilt. It wasn't König's fault your day was shit and you certainly didn't mean to take it out on him the way you did. The feeling was made to feel more intense by the fact you had a burning crush on him. Groaning, you rub your face with your hands when you hear him. You know it's him because only he has those heavy footsteps. Your head snaps in the direction of your front door as you listen, his footsteps are hurried. Like he doesn't want to run into you? Of course. You were an asshole to him for no reason! Then you hear the crisp shut of his door. Sighing you know you have to apologize especially were never one to shy away from your wrongdoings. Making your way to your door you open it as quietly as you can so not to draw anymore attention to yourself less the universe throws something else your way. You made your way to his door, each of your footsteps timid as your face began to burn hotter and hotter. Each encounter you've ever had with König always left you feeling frazzled in a way you weren't accustomed to. Taking a deep breath you raise your hand to knock on his door when you hear it, a moan? Curious and slightly concerned you lean your ear to the door to hear better and that's when you unmistakably hear König's voice albeit a bit more gruff “Show me how you play with it, show me” followed by a series of pants like he was in the throws of ecstasy. “That's a good girl, that's a good fucking girl” followed by a shaky moan. You pull yourself away from the door, mouth agape and breath shaky. You slowly back away before turning around and silently sprinting back to the safety of your apartment. Closing the door as quietly as possible. The walls were thin here but you never realized they were that thin. Your heart is pounding not just from the short sprint. Standing there you feel the desire burning in the pit of your belly. The desperate need for release forms quickly as your pussy begins to leak, your arousal soaking through your panties as you reflect on everything you just heard. Stripping out of your lounge shorts and panties you lay yourself down on the couch, spreading your legs.
You can feel your pussy lips parting exposing your cunt and slick to the air which makes you shiver slightly. Not just from the slight chill but the friction that causes your clit to throb. Closing your eyes you stroke your thigh softly before sliding up the side of your belly and down your public bone, slightly glazing your engorged, sensitive clit, to your wet hole. Your breath hitches as you push a finger into your warm, wet cunt. You wonder what his fingers would feel like. They were so large and his fingers thick. You imagine one of them would fill you to bursting. Slowly drawing your finger out causes you to jolt and moan lewdly. Hearing the squelching as your pussy tries to suck you back in. Taking the slick you gathered you begin to slowly rub your clit. “Show me how you play with it, show me” in that desperate lust filled tone rings through your head and you imagine König is there watching you rub yourself, chasing that blissful high. “That's a good girl, that's a good fucking girl” König's praise making you rub harder, faster. Feeling your hips buck in response, legs opening wider. You try and imagine König between your knees, his hands traveling down your outer thighs to grip your hips tightly. You work your bud in circles, the coil begins to tighten, breath shaky, muscles tensing. “Ko…. Oh God Ko. Please…” you whimper. Then there it is, the cork pops. You jolt and shake as your orgasm washes over you, bathing you in its warmth. “König!” You croak out, eyes flying open. You pant, feeling your hole spasming suddenly the fact he's not stuffed inside you makes you realize it wasn't enough. The desire is unsatisfied. You need König to fuck you senseless. You need to hear him praise you and your pussy. You need König. God, you need him. It started as a crush but now you've heard a snippet of what could be and now you need it all for yourself. All the shame you could have felt for accidentally eavesdropping on something private was gone, you don't care how lewd it makes you seem. You have needs, wants, desires. To be filed with his cum, to be utterly and totally his
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milkywayhou · 1 day
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Saw this and thought of your OctoFamiliar!König and Witch reader??? Oc??
Yeah lol
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LMAO I LAUGHED SO HARD BECAUSE IT'S PROBABLY HAPPENS BETWEEN THEM
Octofamiliar!König is the type of person who will do anything for you, no matter how weird it sounds or seems. He probably will happily volunteer to be your experiment subject if you got new spell to try! After all he knows you wouldn't hurt him on purpose — and he loves the view from below there as he lying himself on the cold floor.
I can't help but try to draw it heheh
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barelyprincess · 1 day
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Inspired by this post könig would watch you do your work. He'll be salivating at the thought of getting to taste your soaked folds even if it's just for one second. Stroking his fat cock faster, he'll listen to your soft moans and whimpers as you finger fuck yourself, moving your middle and ring finger in and out of you at the same time. Right when you cum, and paint your fingers white, könig does too. He comes hard and fills his calloused hand with his hot sticky cum.
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latenightdaydreams · 2 days
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König thought
Him walking past a recruits' room, hearing them moaning his name.
Honestly think he'd go a little feral if their begging for him to let them cum.
😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨 König would absolutely die if he heard this.
Late Night Walk (fem)
MDNI🔞
Master List
>cw: fem/afab, voyeurism, masturbation
1.0k word count
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It was way past midnight and König couldn’t sleep. He put on grey sweat pants and a tight black shirt, his sniper hood over his head as he leaves his room. The halls are quiet as he walks along, only the sound of his footsteps filling the empty space. Turning the corner, something catches König’s attention.
A tiny pathetic little moan; his cock instantly tingles. He slows his steps so that they can’t hear his footsteps and accidently interrupt them. He hears them whimper his name. A small little “König” and he feels like his mind is melting. He walks close to your door, realizing it’s you. His jaw drops. You? He had no idea someone like you could desire him. You’re so…perfect.
He hears small wet sounds, most likely the sound of your small fingers going in and out of your tiny cunt. Fingers so small, they probably aren’t even pleasing you. Just one of his fingers would probably fill you…
“Mmmm, König, please.” You moan from your bed.
König’s eyes flutter as he hears you moan his name again. He quickly looks around the hallway to make sure no one else is around. Once he is sure he is truly alone, he slips a hand under the band of his sweat pants; his hand grasping his cock. He presses his ear against your door to hear things better.
His large calloused hand wraps around his leaky cock, pulling back his foreskin before rubbing his palm around the tip. His breath shutters from the pleasure. He closes his eyes and focuses on your sounds. His hand grips himself tightly as he begins to stroke his cock. Picturing in his mind that he was fucking your pretty pussy instead.
He has an overwhelming urge to knock on your door and just go in and fuck you. You’re literally moaning out to him, yet he can’t seem to find the nerve to. You’re a recruit and he is your Colonel. That would be breaking the rules, but fuck that cunt sounds deliciously wet.
Pumping his fist over his cock faster as he hears your little fingers begin to move faster. Your moans becoming slightly louder and more intense. You’re getting ready to cum. He listens intently.
“König, please, I need to cum.” Oh fuck, his brow furrows as he stops breathing. “Please, make me cum König.”
My god how he wishes he was the one making you cum, not your pathetic little fingers. His cock would ruin you for any other man, you’d be his forever; addicted to the way he fucks you. You’d never have a lonely night again.
Eyes closed and three fingers deep into your pussy, you’re imagining König’s massive body over yours. Legs spread wide apart to accompany his body, three fingers because you know his cock would be fucking massive. The man is a behemoth. You imagine him relentlessly fucking your cunt until you wouldn’t walk. You’re close. Moaning out to the König you’re envisioning.
“Please, can I cum Colonel?” Your free hand moves to rub your clit.
Please cum for me. König is losing his mind. Begging him to let you cum, calling him by his rank. König bites his tongue to stifle his moans as he begins to jizz in his pants. He couldn’t hold on any longer.
On the other side of the door your moan out in a soft melody, thanking König for fucking you. König in disbelief of what just happened, quickly snaps out of his lust trance when he hears you get up from the bed. He withdraws his hand and wipes it on the side of his sweat pants.
With a wet spot on his pants, he quickly and quietly turns and goes back to his room. Quickly changing out of his cum covered bottom, he gets into bed, excited to see you tomorrow.
The next morning you had training bright and early. You got showered, dressed, and ate before heading off. Once entering the room, your eyes instantly go to König, like always. Except this time, his icy blue eyes were already on you. Instantly you blush and look down to the ground. König smirks under his mask and continues to watch you.
As recruits are filing into the room König takes the time to slowly approach you from behind; he can’t stop replaying you moaning out for him in his mind. He towers over you and stands closer than he has to. You smell wonderful, he wonders how your pussy smells.
Feeling a presence behind you, you turn. Jumping when you see König. He just looks down at you for a while not moving.
“Hallo,” Why am I so fucking awkward?!  
“Hello, Colonel.”
“How are you today?” His voice is stoic, hiding the lust he feels for you.
“I’m well sir, yourself?”
He nods softly, his eyes dropping from your eyes to your soft lips and then back up. He is thinking about kissing them, wondering how you taste. Imagining what they would look like wrapped around his fat cock. “I’m also well.”
You both stand awkwardly, both wanting to say something but not daring to say anything. Instead, you gaze into his blue eyes and take in his true size and smell. As he studies your face, trying to imagine how it looked when you were moaning out his name.  He was going to find out. Leaning in a little more so he can whisper in your ear, his proximity sending chills down your spine.
“You know, Liebling, if you were to ever find yourself unable to sleep again…my door is always open.”
König leans back and looks down at your stunned expression, clearly embarrassed but he can see the excitement building behind your eyes. He simply turns around and walks away, as if he was totally chill about this. In reality he can’t believe he just did that. His heart beating a million miles an hour and face bright red, but the mask hides it all.
He only hopes that you take him up on that offer.
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