liciispielovek - Tumblr blog

liciispielovek · 2 years ago

Text

Ride a cowboy 🤠 😈

Did you care?- König

Part 1 is here

F!Reader, angst, no happy ending, cheating

"König!" you laugh, the waves of the warm summer ocean crashing against you. His family had invited you with them that summer, the first girl he ever brought home. He never told you that though. "Oh my Liebling." he laughs with you, taking you deeper into the ocean. It was then that he knew how strong love can be. Hours later, as you chased his little nieces and nephew along the shore, his family told him something he still remembers.

The accident, that is when you knew he still cared. At the age of 37, that is when he became a father to a woman he never loved. A car crash and stitches, that is what brought you to him. A father and a boyfriend, never to marry anyone else that isn't you, that is what made him a coward to his girlfriend's family. "R/N, König has gotten into a car accident." his mother called you around 2 am, her voice so tired and filled with fear. You dropped everything, including the late-night dinner you were having with your then-partner.

"Love, where are you going?" he questioned you. "A friend needs me, she...she broke up with her boyfriend and she needs me." The first of many lies you told to keep him safe. You didn't cheat but you lied to visit the guy you will always love. As you drove to the hospital, tears ran down your face. It was fear, regret and shame. "Hallo, ich muss einen Patienten finden-"

"R/N." his mother came rushing to you, tears on her face. You hugged her and walked with her to the waiting area. His father was there as well, you hugged him too and after minutes of breaks and cries, the story lay in your hands. The mother of his child ran away with his kid, he begged and cried for her to return. She lost their kid, got arrested and after a week of looking, he heard his child was found. One drunk driver, that is all it took to have you sit there, holding the hand of his forlorn mother. His child was under the custody of the police and he was in a grey room.

"You think you'll ever end up marrying me, R/N?" he looked over at you as you hung up decorations for Christmas. "I don't see myself ever marrying and there are times I fear of it. Just know this, I know I am meant for someone." He nods and keeps the ring in his pocket tucked away. "Yeah." was all he answered. You looked at him as he looked away at some decoration.

"For you, that is who I am meant for. I don't want a ring, a dress or a ceremony, I want this, this life you and I already have." you wished to say but those words never came out. Month after month you gave him clear clues that you wanted to be the one he lived with, old and grey.

You didn't even notice when his parents had gone to his room. You sat and stared at the white wall. The two years and a half that you spent trying to forget him all come crashing down. One phone call from his mother and you were there at his disposal. Many ask, what parts of life flash before someone as they near their possible death? For him it was you. The day at the beach, Christmas, the drunk karaoke, silly argument over movies. "Harry and Sally stayed together!" you protested. "Mein Liebling, Harry and Sally are two of the people I know will not make it to old age together. It was a kiss, maybe Sally left after that."

The one thing that he knew flashed before his eyes was the conversation at the beach years ago. Once you were let into his room, you sat by his bed. Parents out in the hallways, you held his hand. Fear was to die alone but this image was the current fear. Tears ran down your face, it didn't matter that he cheated years ago, that you two hadn't spoken since but what mattered was him now. You stoked his hair and kissed his forehead with trembling lips. Before, you couldn't stand him, but he was in this world alive and that brought you tranquillity. The thought of him no longer in it, that was the fear. Who cared if he moved on, he was alive, healthy and happy.

The muse to the blues you whistled, the kiss he gave you on the mysterious bruise, the cliche dance in the kitchen at midnight, and now you sit there, looking at his scarred face. You whispered for only him to hear, "That evening in December, when you were going to propose, I would've said yes, I was meant for someone, remember?" You stood up and walked out of the room. "R/N, will you stay?" His father asks. "I'm sorry, I have to meet someone early in the morning but keep me updated." You kissed his father's cheek and hugged his mother.

Meanwhile, König lay in that bed, eyes teary as he heard your confession. The ring he wanted to give you was on a chain that hung by his neck. Always to be by his heart. "Liebling." he whispers. "I want to marry you, over and over again." That is a promise two young lovers made.

"When we get old, you and I better retell the story of us," you say as you lay in the green grass. "And I will tell it to you every night," König spoke softly. "Every night," he holds your hand. "I will always tell you the story of how I met the greatest thing in my life." He smiles and sighs happily, "And I'll make you fall in love with me all over again." He meant every word, he wanted the spark of love between them to never die, for them to always be in love. "I'll always fall in love with you as if it was the first time, every single time." He cared, more than you'll ever know.

"You never let her go, my son." his mother sternly says. He sighs and looks over at you, his youngest niece hung by his arms, his nephew chasing you both. The giggles from the children and your laughter, yeah, he wants that life with you. "You think she'll want to?" he asks his parents. "If not today or in a year, I know she will." He looks at the ring and nods. "When I marry her, can you both please not give a long speech?" This caused his parents to laugh and nod a little.

Maybe the movies and all the news articles are right, in some universe, you and him are together. And in that universe, he has his three kids, a wife and the picket fence to his home. A home with you, two hearts that beat for the other. He cares.

Tags: @sunshiinegaz @liyanahelena

491 notes · View notes

liciispielovek · 2 years ago

Text

Horny hour be like!!!!!

fucking doll.

konig x fem reader.

warnings: toys, fucking,dumbification/bimbofication, degradation, praise, oral

konig isn't a very dominant person, more submissive. But when you piss him off? He goes off it, not shouting but fucking. So one day you've been in a massive mood, fighting, and small petty arguments. Getting all touchy with every little thing, starting on him. Just having a fuckin' attitude. So he was gonna fuck it out of you.

"Pathetic fucking doll..." he ridicules you, tying each limp rope around the edges of the bed. No clothes on you, him above you smirking. And to top it all off you are gagged. But for now, one thing remains focused on his mind. It makes him shiver and his throbbing cock hurts to be released and fucked.

"You want my cock? You want me to fuck this sloppy slutty mouth?" he asks, his hand running along your moist cunt. Muffled sounds come from your restrained lips. You wanted him badly. You needed him, you needed his burly, bulky, cloying cock. One blink and he was on the other side of the bed, holding some toys: a small vibrator, a swat, and nipple clamps. He starts off by holding your face, harshly pulling your chin up to see your pathetic, poor face, wanting to look into your innocent, weary doe eyes. He makes you quiver with anticipation as he moves the swat closer and closer to your skin. Smacking your left cheek with the swat you feel your heart racing with pleasure. His rough hands move to your nipples, making your muffled moans noisier. Nipping onto them, chuckling softly. "God you're just a dumb whore, all needy for my cock."

Pinching your nipples, you squirm underneath him as his large hand holds your hips down. Whining through your gag and eyes almost in tears, Konig's gravelly voice booms through your ears."Beg for it..." he taunts, his hand taking off the gag, freeing your lips, allowing you to speak once again. Slowly taking a deep breath and closing your eyes, your heart pounding in your chest. You open your mouth to speak but nothing comes out. He takes his hand off your hips and strokes your face. "Come on, slut." "Beg." One simple word sent you over the edge, making your already dripping cunt soaked once again. His steamy, rough voice making you whimper and through your hips up, wanting him to just fuck you silly. "P-please..." you manage to whine. Raising his eyebrows, expecting to say more, you continue, "I wanna-.. i-i want you to f-fuck me..."

"that's more like it." untying your restraints and helping you up, sitting you down onto the bed, and patting your head gently. He takes his time, teasing you with his touches and words. Gliding his fingers across your sensitive skin, bringing you closer and closer to the edge. When you can't take it anymore, his hand meets your side and he picks you up, gently dropping you to the floor below him. Heavily breathing, not even daring to speak as he unbuckles his belt. A small whimper seeps from your plush lips as he pulls down his pants, revealing his hard-on in his boxers. Gulping harshly, forgetting how big it was once again. Underestimating him and his cock, fuck man. How was that going to fit down your throat? Letting it out, hanging it over his boxers. A small jump as it escapes. Blush increases as you look up at him smirking down. You get comfortable and wrap your hand around his thighs and mentally and physically prepare yourself for him.

"Now be a good girl and help me, yeah?" You moan in response, your body trembling with anticipation. He does as you asked and thrusts his cock into your mouth, pushing you to the back of your throat. You eagerly suck and lick him, savoring the taste of his salty skin. Sucking it softly, him hovering over you. Twirling your hair as you slurp down on his thick cock. Looking up at him, soft doe-eyed. He groans with pleasure, his breathing becoming labored. You take his cock deeper, your tongue exploring every inch of it. "Fuck doll." Grunting as he pulls tighter onto your hair, tangling his fingers and grabbing you down. His soft, sweet taste fills your gums as you take him further. Slowing down your movement he sighs, "your getting sloppy whore." He decides to take it into his own hands, breathing a strident, strong breath. Grabbing a chunk of your hair along the crown, forcing your mouth to down his cock. Gagging under duress. Reaching away from him, he grips your strong, allowing his meaty dick. His stomach twisting as you gag on his length. A tight knot was getting tighter and tighter inside Konig's stomach as you sucked from post to pillar, shoving your head backwards and then forwards. Fucking your throat as your sufocating on his size increases. Tears plunge from your already fagged out, pendulous eyes. In between thrusts, mascara discharged from your lashes, rumbling down your swollen face. Jaw stinging from the heavy, hard work he had made you do.

You felt numb, dumb even. How had he fucked you until you were basically a sex toy? Seriously begging to suck him off? Fucken pathetic. You had gotten completely drunk from this major addiction. You want to be fucked and squeezed until you climax. Seeing how much of a dumb, dick sucking whore you were; turned him on. Not just a small like, full rod on, precum all down his tip. That precum down your throat at this level,gagging and spitting on it as his heavy size tugs at the back of your delicate,fragile throat. You feel the wetness under you grow under you. Really??

"Look at you," he chuffed, "gettin' all wet from suckin' me dry." He rubs his boot on your clit, whining around his cock as you jump out of surprise."continue sucking then, mutt." while rubbing his boot onto your dripping cunt, jaw moving as fast as it could to please him, his hand on your head shoving you down, you could hear small whimpers and whines coming from your mouth. Followed by heavy grunts and soft moans from above you.

"Gonna fill your throat."

He didnt ask, he didnt need too. You were his property right now, his toy. A nauseating feeling flowing through your lungs and gut as his boot glolts up into your cunt, the front of it rubbing around on your perfect pussy. His grip tightens on your hair, his thrusts becoming harder and faster. His moans of pleasure fill the air as you take him deeper into your mouth. His orgasm builds and he releases a powerful stream of cum into your mouth. Jerking back, his thick load dripping from your mouth. On instinct you swallow, just like the good girl you are.

"Now for your reward, dumb slut." nodding as your ears fill with his mocking voice. He takes a step back and smirks, his powerful gaze fixed on you. Without a single thought streaming from your mind, you bite your lip and nod, eager for your reward. He steps forward and leans down, "on the bed, yeh?" his accent spurting through his erotogenic tone. Quickly hopping onto the bed, a spring almost seen from the leap, you sit down. Grabbing the nipple clamps, he makes his way up to you. Showing them to you as you look at him with a drozy expression. Placing the nipple clamps onto you, whimpering softly as he snaps them onto your perky nipples. Gently putting the other ones on you, whining from the pleasurable pain. His lips meet yours, sending a wave of delight poisoning your used body. His hands explore your body, feeling every curve and contour. You gasp as he pulls on the clamps, sending waves of pleasure through your body. A small 'hngg' as he pulls a little harder.

"Fucking doll."

He smirks, as he places the vibrator onto your sensitive wet clit, the vibrations shivering through your battered body. Moans and groans gushing from your enticing lips. You shake your head as your overwhelmed feelings go over the edge. All fucked up and his cock hasn't even been inside your cunt yet. You needed it. You craved it. Thoughts thrown around like you were searching for a certain scenario you urged.

Vibrations tingling through your broken down, dumb, slutty body, a weird, strange feeling edging around your clit. its almost like you want to cum but you don't have enough to. It's defiantly not helping that you can't help but moan as the feeling intensifies. Your breathing quickens as you become more aroused. He sends the vibration levels higher until it's half way. "i think ur enjoying this hm? does your pretty pussy want more?" grumbling through his accent, almost cumming from just his beautiful voice, he grabs the swat and shoves it on your cunt, swatting it gently.your pussy fliching and going the slight rose colour, moaning from the swatt, him chuckles as he ups the volume of the vibrator. Whimpering and whining as he continues. A ring goes through your lower stomach as you feel desperation building up. He yanks the nipple clamps and creates a harsh moan, squirming undeer him. Trying to get away as he holds your tiny hands with one of his and with the other hand inserts a finger into you. Moaning instantly and cumming onto his large hand. He laughed, "look at ya, all wet from one finger. Fuckin' whore."

Inserting another finger in you, feeling yourself get filled by just his fingers, he moves them around in you. Fingering you at a great pace, whining while shaking your head as you feel yourself ready to burst. "hng!~ k-konig!!" you moan as he kisses your forehead. Fingering you silly, slowly turning you into his small little slut. All for his needs and wants. Finally, you give in to the sudden urge and release a hot wave of pleasure. Cumming once again all over his bulky fingers that have calmed down. Whimpering as he takes his fingers out, grinning from ear to ear while red goes through your mind. A steamy, hot red. Nothing goes through your head but him and him only. Cum sticking from his fingers, sprawling between his units and your cunt. Cum dropping and dripping on the bed, creating a small wet patch.

"gunna fill you up all nice, yeh?" undressing his cock, resting his hardened size onto your flaps. Ramming into you as you moan sweet little songs. The way he uses you makes you so wet, it was so hot. You just wanted to be his little toy. Do nothing all day but get fucked by him. "So tight." He grumbles as your cunt surrounds his length, sucking him in gradually. He thrusts harder and faster, pushing deeper into you. Crying out in pleasure, your body trembling and trembling in ecstasy. He comes hard, shooting his load into you. Filling you up to the brim, cum spilling down your arse. Groaning while he slams into you.

His movements and words make you feel so loved and desired, and you can't help but surrender to him and his pleasure. His control over you makes you even wetter, and your body quivers and trembles in pleasure as you feel him come inside of you. You feel completely and utterly fulfilled, and it's a feeling of pleasure and completeness that you've never experienced before. Until now. As he fills your hole, he grunts and groans as he gets deeper into you. Completely losing himself in your tight hole. The sensation of him inside of you is intense and kinky, and you can't help but moan and scream his name as he thrusts deeper and deeper. You never want this feeling to end, and the two of you are completely lost in your own little world, just the two of you and your pleasure. Fuck he had gotten you completely wrapped around his finger. Finally pulling out after some good long orgasms, he pulls the toys away from you. Giving you a relief and a small sigh of delight. Leaving you stuffed with his hot cum, he walks off and comes back with a hot water bottle, towels, and some snacks. hopping into the shower to clean off, him giving you small kisses everywhere, whispering small words into your ears. "you did so well." "your such a good slut" "next time don't be moody yeh?"

352 notes · View notes