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tacticalprincess · 3 days
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making out with könig is so needy and sloppy and erotic, on both ends. large hands exploring every inch of your soft body while he licks into your warm mouth like a starved man. he’s not the type to be ashamed about being vocal either, making you swallow his moans and whines while your lungs scream for air, hovering off the floor from his subconsciously firm grip on you. if hes especially worked up, it’s clumsy and uncoordinated, more knocking teeth and tongue than anything else, borderline painful the way he’s trying to devour you whole. pinning you to the wall and humping against you because it’s never enough — he kinda needs to crush you. can’t hold enough of you in his hands. he’s always painfully hard and covered in both of your spit, eyes glossy and unfocused, when you pull away. he kisses like he eats pussy and i need him.
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konigsblog · 16 hours
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Orlando how do we feel about konig sitting in a big bath tub
mmmm big austrian stew mmmmmmm
ORLANDO!?! EXCUSE ME ⚔️
to ride and cockwarm könig in a bathtub (⁠*⁠´⁠ω⁠`⁠*⁠) 🛁
könig doesn't exactly... fit in a bathtub. they don't really make them for someone of his size and statue, although he doesn't mind making a mess of the floor just to relax in a bubble bath, especially after a rough and agonising deployment or a painful mission.
he'll moan and groan loudly when you massage his broad, tense shoulders, rubbing the aches and sores from his back. he stretches and growls out, rolling his eyes backwards at the pleasurable sensation. please, just come sit on his meaty cock, little lamb!
sit down onto his big lap, cockwarm his girthy cock and get fucked into stupidity on his dick, his broad hips smacking against your tight rear repetitively, your eyes rolling backwards and your slick, drooling cunny spread wide open on his veiny shaft. ;3
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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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ghouljams · 3 days
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Me with regular Konig: baby boy. Baby. Let me pay him on the head and call him a good boy.
Me with fae! Konig: nasty. Nasty horrid man. Mangy alley cat. He has fleas all over. Give him a bath.
Me with Regency! Konig: Whore.
It's funny to me that Konig in the fae AU - as the "ultimate predator" - would have no reason to growl.
In the animal kingdom, an animal that growls wants to scare you away. An animal that doesn't growl wants to kill you.
Why alert your prey of your attack? Animals only really growl to scare away another animal instead of fighting it so they can conserve energy: Snakes hiss and rattle so they don't have to use up all their venom and be left vulnerable for another attack while they use valuable energy to produce more. Animals growl to scare predators away if they think they can't win the fight or don't want to get seriously wounded in the fight.
Konig would have no reason to doubt his ability to win a fight. Konig would have no reason to worry about conserving energy, he can find food easily. Konig would have no reason to fear being wounded because who could touch him?
And it makes sense that Konig wouldn't want to scare away those he wants gone, it's more efficient, easier, and more logical to kill them, that way they can't come back.
You know why he would growl? To impress a mate.
I mean, if he can't kill someone (however temporarily he'll let them live) lest he risk being banned again he can still make a show of it. Mate doesn't let him show how strong he is through his normal methods? Look, even these magical beings are scared of a measly little growl.
He would enjoy showboating I think too. How deep and rumbling his growl can be. Using his vocalisations to express other feelings as well.
You've also mentioned him enjoying the hunt with Libeling and stalking her without much noise but letting her be aware of his presence so she can feel at ease and he gets the thrill of the hunt. Which would tie into how he wants to respect her and wants her to see him and appreciate his strengths but not necessarily fear him too much.
I think it would be cute that during their first couple meetings Konig growls and Liebling of course assumes it's him throwing his weight around or trying to scare her and is upset. Whereas poor Konig is shellshocked because he didn't even mean to growl it just happened. For the first time in... Ever? Maybe?
He growled because he knows Liebling wouldn't like how else he deals with problems - why is he changing his behaviour for a human? He growled because he wanted to impress her - when was the last time he ever had to try to impress? He growled because for the first time in aeons he wants to communicate with another being - he's so used to wanting to maim and kill and hunt that he mistook the intense feelings as the same instincts he always had but were they something more?
Liebling, angry: Did you just growl at me?!
Konig, dumbfounded: did I just growl at you?
Just, Liebling angry at Konig while Konig is having an existential crisis.
Regency König is a WHORE.
Fae!König absolutely has no reason to growl. He has no reason to do a lot of things that he does in the modern age, he only does them because it helps him blend in. König has extremely weak magic, the man can use it but he's not adept wit it, he only taps because it helps him look more fae. He didn't growl until he met Liebling, because she considers it more polite than just ripping people to shreds.
König's natural noise is something more akin to clicking. Sort of like the Predator, but I also think of it like mandible clicks, something reverberating and distinctly inhuman. He's based off of a mammalian predators, but I don't think he made normal mammal sounds for a LONG time. Speech is sort of new to him, same with disguising himself. This is why he tends to lose control of his form when he's not paying attention to it(thank God for Liebling being a monster fucker).
You're dead on the money that König respects Liebling and wants her to see his power without fearing him. He has a huge amount of respect for her, not only because she's the only person that stands up to him, but also because she's incredibly smart and self sufficient. König loves how much she doesn't need him or want him, she has no desire for his power and so he has no issue giving it to her.
I think he growls for Liebling because he truly sees her as his better, as the one person that can match truly him. There are a lot of firsts from König in his relationship with Liebling, and a lot of confusing feelings that he's never really had before. Lust, sure, but love? Nope.
"Did you growl at me?" You try to fix the disbelieving glare on your face, your cup of tea half raised. König stares at you like he doesn't believe it either.
"Did I?" He asks, as if that will get him out of this.
He didn't mean to growl at you. The rumble in his throat had just slipped out. Something deep and aggressive had taken hold of him, something warm in the pit of his stomach. You eye him suspiciously, glaring over the rim of your cup. König can't offer an explanation. He hasn't made that sound before. There's no reason to warn anyone of his teeth, if they can see them it's already too late. But you...
You glance at the people passing by, enjoying the sunshine, the weather nice enough to sit outside your favorite bakery after work. Your lashes dust against your cheeks when you blink, your skin looking warmer for all the sunshine. You're close enough to see his teeth and yet you're not running scared. You've seen them, and you still sit across from him, still turn your attention away from him, your bare neck on display with all the trust in the world. You're so lovely.
The sound bubbles again, a reverberating growl in his throat that pitches down, attempting to escape lower. You glare at him from the corner of your eye and turn to face him.
"What?" You question, spit it like a swear as you set your cup down. König blinks, sits back in his seat, straightens to sit taller. He doesn't know. He has no reason to warn you of anything, no plans on eating you. He doesn't even growl at the fae unlucky enough to get caught in his claws. What threat could you possibly pose to him that he needs to warn you away? What energy does he need to conserve? His teeth don't run out of bite, his claws still rip and tear, he is as much the monster he always has been, and you are still small and soft comparatively.
"Nothing," He tells you, because truly there is nothing. He doesn't know what there might be to make him do this. "You're beautiful," he offers instead. Compliments always make you look away from him, and this time is no different. You press your hand against your cheek, leaning against the edge of the table and turning away from him. He can almost hear the blood rushing to your cheeks, feel the pout of your lips against his hand.
The sound settles lower now, rumbling in his chest pleasantly with the contraction of his lungs. It thrums through his vocal cords, and against his tongue, as soft as the curl of your fingers. You don't look at him this time, seem to try and twist further out of his view. Something sparking like recognition in your eyes. König tips his head to study you, brows drawing together.
Is it concern that flutters in his stomach? Is it aggression that clenches hot in his chest? Does he growl at you because you're so much greater a threat than he is?
"You're purring," You mumble, voice muffled by your hand, "it's embarrassing."
You say that, but all your lovely spider-silk tethers glow a pleasant gold, and König's heart beats a little faster.
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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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starryylies · 16 hours
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könig and hybrid kitty!reader!?!?!?!?
König with kitty! Reader
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Omgggahhhh this is so cute 🥺🥺
I just know that he’d absolutely adore his kitty nd thank you smmm for the Ask 🩷🩷
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🐾 König who absolutely spoils his little kitty, buying you cute collars, delicious food and so many cute toys ofcourse !!
🐾 König who loves it when you crawl up to his lap and curl into a little ball, his hands unconsciously petting your head and rubbing the back of your ears as you purr in his warm presence.
🐾 König who buys you a pink collar with a pretty bow on it, the collar matching your tail ofcourse :3
🐾 König who loves it when you’re in heat, his kitty is so needy.
🐾 König who becomes mean :(( making you hump his arm like a depraved animal because you’ve been acting naughty
🐾 König who stretches your tail when you have an attitude and hiss at him, his meaty cock inside your hole as he fucks the shitty attitude outta you.
🐾 König who makes you his profile photo, showing his mates how beautiful his kitty is. His prettiest kitty :3
🐾 König who buys you plenty of plushies and toys so you never feel lonely while you’re in heat while he’s deployed.
🐾 König who carries one of your collars whenever he’s deployed so he can put it on you when he comes home is the reason that gets him through.
🐾 König who hates when others touch his kitty, teaching you how to fend off strangers, and ofcourse when you do so you get rewarded generously :)
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neruhichy · 3 days
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I forget about this drawing jsjsj
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pangsit-goreng · 3 days
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UH OH! I ENTER THE WRONG ROOM
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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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tacticalprincess · 20 hours
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tummy bulge with konig... the way he'd tease you about it :(
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he’s so mean and smug about it. pressing down on the indent of his thick cock with a large, warm palm, his smile cocky and mocking because he knows his dick is so big you can feel it in your stomach, and the pressure on your little womb is so overwhelming for you. tears are already crystallizing in the corner of your eyes, the breath knocked out of your lungs from how fucking deep he is. and he’s relatively unbothered apart from the way he’s engrossed in the sight. “look at that, maus. feel me right here, ja?”
he’ll patronizingly shush your whines and attempts at forming words, bringing your shaky hand down to hold over the bulge when you try to grasp his arm for purchase. slow grinds to make sure you feel him turn into rough thrusts that send the headboard knocking loudly against the wall and your body up the mattress. you fit his cock like a glove, he might as well be considered another organ.
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konigsblog · 2 days
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loser!rapist!konig who follows reader into the public bathroom then rapes her:(
the older man at the café you work at, obsessed with the college girl working there. how could he resist the opportunity of finally meeting you?
tw/cw; loser!rapist!könig x afab!reader, non-con/rape, intoxication, age difference/gap, college au, reader's age is unspecified, könig is aged mid-forties. dark fiction, dead dove: do not eat. MDNI 18+ ၄၃
credit; @glutt_r on x/twitter. 🐦
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könig is in his forties already, single, and has only been in one short-term relationship that ended pretty quickly due to his toxicity. könig eyes up and preys on the college girl that works at his favourite coffee shop part-time for some extra cash.
he knows all about you from stalking your social media pages and jacking off to innocent pictures of you uploaded online. you're gorgeous, with perky tits and a gorgeous body he'd love to grope and fuck. he had heard about a college party through your social media accounts and decided he'd sneak his way inside, in the hopes he'd meet the girl of his dreams.
könig snuck past everybody, his head lowered, attempting to make himself as small as possible (which proved to be difficult considering his size...). he watched as you stumbled into the bathroom, drunk out of your mind. he couldn't resist the temptation, causing blood to rush to his hung cock, his hand cupping over your mouth, your eyes widening at his sudden presence.
it didn't matter how much you squirmed and cried, he simply turned the lock on the door and kept you still in his tight grasp. he began to pull at your dress, his dick straining in his jeans and his breathing heavy and fast. he'd never been this close to his little obsession before, your perfume causing him to roll his eyes back, along with the pulsing and clutching sensation of your smooth walls around his big dick.
fuck, each and every thrust was agony for you, splitting you open on his length. your body shook and trembled, your tight pussy becoming raw, the smell of alcohol strong against your skin noticeable. he pushed his calloused fingers down your throat, stifling your whines and piteous sobs, slamming into your hole brutally while pushing a thumb into your unused asshole.
it was your body's instinct to react to the pleasure between your thighs, despite the feeling of shame and disgust washing over you, leaving you with globs of his milky arousal pooling out of you, running down your thighs slowly.
surely you wouldn't have a choice but to leave school if you fell pregnant? you couldn't support two people, and könig always seems to be a lingering presence, smiling friendly as if he didn't violate you the other day.
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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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ghouljams · 2 days
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Thinking about König again.. help
Kissing him could be so narratively(?) interesting if the hood stays on. It’s a situation where you have to come to him - his face is his territory, it’s gonna be on his own terms. And like,, not lifting the hood away, but lifting it so that you can put it over your own head also - kissing him under it. Allowing yourself to be consumed by the shadows kind of, but he is ‘the shadows’ in this metaphor. I bet he’d get off on that
I absolutely love kissing König through the mask, I think there's something incredibly tender and trusting about it. Not forcing him to lift it, meeting him where he is and not half way. It's the same reason I love when fics kiss Ghost through his mask. It's a level of understanding, an willingness to say "you don't need to change I'll meet you where you're comfortable."
That said, joining him under the mask to kiss him? Also so so good. Lifting the hood just enough to duck under, tipping your head with your eyes squeezed closed, König leaning forwards to keep you both obscured as he kisses you... There's something very... two becoming one in the gesture. Not just meeting him, but joining him.
There are so many ways a first kiss can go, so many ways the second will build off it, and so much more to the third. Here's Medieval king!König kissing his gardener for the first time(despite having fucked her multiple times before this)
It's a quick motion, one that seizes you when you least expect it. Something tender grabs hold of your heart, indescribable and unwanted, and you grab the bottom of König's chain mask to pull him down to your height. You press your lips to the skin warmed metal, hope he can feel the pressure at least of your mouth against his, and hold him there. There's a brief frozen moment, König stands more still than you've ever known him, held at the edge of breath with his hands curling into tight fists by his side. You pull away, still feeling the cut of metal against your lips.
And he grabs you, rips his mask up and pulls you against his chest as his lips meet yours. His mask falls against your head, weighing you down and forcing your head to tip back to meet the fervid press of his lips. It's not the first time you've felt the warmth of them, but it's the first time they've felt so wanting. The first time they've felt almost crushing with the way König pushes them against yours, and yet it is still painfully chaste. Painful in the way it makes your heart clench, and your stomach flutter.
There is so much you've done with this man, so many ways he's taken you, and yet he kisses you so plainly. He kisses you like he's never had the pleasure of kissing anyone, and you can't say you have either, but you'd expected something so much different from him. You'd expected domination, tongue and teeth. You'd expected that he'd be colder, that he'd treat you with the same arms-length respect that allows you to leave his chambers after each night you spend with him. Instead you find a man as warm as the sun that beats against your skin and, perhaps, as desperate as you are for such simple affection.
He pulls back, tilts his head, and kisses you again, gentler this time. His arms still hold you tight, still warn you not to try and escape, but his lips slide against yours with a softness that steals the very air from your lungs. König sighs against your lips, your own parting to kiss him a fourth and a fifth time. Your arms find their way around his broad shoulders, your fingers dig into the rich material of his cape, and he kisses you, like it's the only thing he's ever wanted to do.
So that when you part a final time, and his tongue traces along the seam of your lips, you find yourself smiling and feel his lips curve to follow suit. My König, you think.
"Meine Herz," König murmurs. You shake your head. It's rather silly getting fluttery over something so simple. König fixes his hood back into place, and tips his head, pressing his chain covered lips to your cheek. "I'll be good," He tells you, "and you will kiss me again."
As if that simple act were some great reward. Maybe it was.
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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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