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cobaltbeam · 3 days
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"Stay. Here."
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cntloup · 1 day
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18+ MDNI Being König's maid
he's gone on deployments most of the time so he needs someone for house-keeping
you keep everything to his liking, every nook and cranny of the house washed, dusted and shiny for your master or as he insists you call him 'König' or just 'Kö'
and when he returns, he's too exhausted to do anything, but also too pent up with aggression and adrenaline
he needs to blow off some steam and that's when you come to his aid, his Mäuschen, greeting him with your lovely smile... and your legs spread wide open for him
you lie on the edge of the bed in your maid outfit and pull up your skirt to reveal your pretty pussy with no panties on, already soaked and ready for him, begging for him
and he removes his gloves to touch you, feel you after so long... yes he will fuck you with his gloved fingers if you ask nicely but this is not the time for that... now he needs to feel you
and he brings his hand to your heat, sliding it over your wet cunt and licking your arousal off his fingers as his throbbing cock becomes more and more desperate
and he takes out his weeping shaft impatiently, but he maintains some self control so as not to pound into you right then and there
his veiny dick slides over your soaking wet folds and he lets out a shaky sigh at the slight touch of your warm soft cunt on his desperate cock
he keeps sliding between your folds, but never fully entering you as you moan and beg him to fuck you already
but no, he needs to savor the sweet sensation, he can pound into you mercilessly later, you have all the time in the world
"Please..." you whine pathetically, "Patience, Mäuschen." he murmurs as he keeps rubbing his cock on your desperate cunt
and finally, when he decides to slide in, he pushes the tip painfully, teasingly slow as you whine and beg for more
and he gives you more... and more as he keeps shoving his fat cock inside your tight hole and you squeal out from the delicious wide stretch although there's the familiar slight sting at first since it's been so long
and he keeps pressing until his hips meet your ass and he growls, throwing his head back in sheer pleasure of finally feeling the heavenly sensation of your warm soft walls enfolding him
and he can't go slow anymore... deciding to firmly grasp the back of your thighs to spread them wider and he starts greedily ramming his thick cock inside your little slick cunt
your eager pulsating walls feel every vein, bump and ridge of his cock as he keeps viciously driving it in and out of you, reaching deep inside and hitting every single sweet spot
his hand reaches forward to toy with your puffy twitching clit, stimulating you even further as if you weren't a whimpering mess already
he groans and pants heavily like a raging animal in heat as he vigorously slams into your swollen abused cunt, "meins... alles meins" he grunts out
your loud rasped-out moans turn into high-pitched hiccups with each brutal thrust as your high approaches
and the rushing cascade of your orgasm courses through you as you cry out his name, streams of your juices squirting all over him and the bed
he grunts deeply as your quivering walls tighten around him and he babbles incoherently in german as he gets closer and closer, but you make out some words, "nur… für… mich." he punctuates each word with a harsh slam of his hips onto yours
"what?!" you ask hazily, looking at him through lidded eyes as you hear him mumble something about breeding you and making you a 'mutter'
and he spills his seed deep inside your greedy womb while a low groan leaves his throat
he flops down on you while panting and you hold him in your arms, but he quickly gathers himself to pick you up and carry you to the bathroom
he washes you surprisingly gently, completely in contrast of his harsh fucking
and he kisses every bruise on your body, but you notice the faint smug grin on his face
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orbuz228 · 3 days
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yawnderu · 3 days
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I don’t know why but I love the idea of Konig having an absolute maneater of a partner. She’s half his size and may only know enough self defense to get by, but she absolutely walks him like a dog.
I love this concept!!
König easily dwarfs her height, easily able to manhandle her if he wanted— yet that's the thing, he doesn't want to. There's something alluring about you, about the way you turn the cocky, overconfident colonel into a dog on a tight leash, ready to bend to your will, to be one phone call away, if you don't live together.
Have you heard Won't Bite by Doja Cat? König's lovely girlfriend is the living definition of “I'm 5'3 but I'll make that man 4'2”. Sure, he might be an absolute feral beast as a soldier, but as a man? He's a pathetic simp for you. <3
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konigsblog · 13 hours
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wanna give cowboy-könig a blowjob in the front of his car whilst the radio plays, during july's hot sun, listening to the sound of his heavy, laboured breathing. :3
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latenightdaydreams · 2 days
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König Getting/Giving (Head) Head Canons
MDNI🔞
For more head canons click here.
Getting HCs are Here
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Giving 💦 (fem)
König is a pussy worshiper
Loves to take his time with you
Kisses up and down your thighs, biting lightly
Keeping your panties on and kissing your pussy
Watching as a wet spot begins to form as he teases you
Pressing his nose into the wet spot, he takes a deep breath
“Mmmm, meine Blume”
When he finally slowly pulls the fabric to the side, he can’t hide his smile
Using his fingers, he spreads your folds to look at the pretty color of it
Pressing his thick tongue flat against and licking up and down, just to get a taste of you
“Mein Gott, du bist so süß.”
König knows where the clit is
And he abuses that power
His muscular arms wrapping around your thighs, he latches on to your clit
He will suck, bite, tug, and flick it over and over until you are trying to wrestle him off
Which you can’t, he’s too big
Thighs squishing his face
He can’t breathe, but he doesn’t care
He’s the type of guy to bend your legs to your head, ass in the air, while he eats your pussy
Unable to move and squirm away as you watch König devour you
His eyes looking down at you as you cum for him repeatedly
Pussy drunk, he can pin you down for hours
Loves loves LOVES to eat it from the back
Getting to shove his face between your ass cheeks?
Heaven
König would bury his face deep
His fat tongue pushing its way into your tight cunt
His nose rubbing your ass hole
He slurps when he eats it
Loves to pull out during sex to eat it
Fingering you, hitting your g-spot over and over until you squirt on his face
Rubs his whole face in it
Loves to slap your pussy too
Period? No problem
When he eats you and you’re on your period he is soft
He wants to make sure you feel pleasure away from the cramps
His hands softly caressing you body and playing with your nipples
After he would run you a hot bath and clean up
Bake you brownies and snuggle
Anything for his Schatz
Giving HCs Here
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xavierasblog · 2 days
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꧁Cod men and pink bow on their bicep꧂
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Ghost
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I think he'll be like "oh, look what you did to me? You like it? I look good? I know pink suits me."
He'll flex his arm but not too much because he wants to see the string tightening around his muscle
He'll trap your head between his bicep and forearm, squeezing you there just to hear your laughter
Probably will put something over to cover it but will wear it the whole day
König
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Smiling under his mask though you can't see
He'd be so happy about it
He calls it coquette like you do
He thinks pink suits him
Would dare you to put one around his fat cock
"come on, liebling (darling). Put a pretty pink bow on my cock. Here, at the base so it will be coquette when I will fuck your little hole."
You'd be blushing but nodding nonetheless.
But he really loves the bow on bis bicep
Is too afraid to flex it so it won't rip apart
He knows he's huge and that's also why it may rip apart
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ivuhe · 2 days
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Me when a character looks like they're one push towards the light
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ghostswoman · 20 hours
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Jealous!König who is seething at the sight of you getting hit on by a fellow teammate. Fists clenched, stomping his way over to you, his broad figure towering over you, scaring away whoever was trying to get your attention. (I'm foaming at the mouth rn pls)
You’re desires were heard rather late but here it is!
König x fem!Reader
After the meeting you had with the other fellow Korrtac members your mind was completely scrambled and all over the place. All that you could think of was getting some good work-out done that’ll maybe wake you up a bit especially because the last mission rather drained you of everything you honestly wanted to do on base. On the way there you grabbed a lose t-shirt and a freshly washed towel.
While you were holding the towel and shirt you didn’t noticed one of the newbie soldiers gawking at your ass like he always did when you were simply walking past his person or while standing in the cafeteria hall where you were normally talking with some fellow soldiers you worked with over the time. But one big thing the dude nerve noticed was the rather big and imposing shadow you have with you all the time even when you didn’t noticed it. This shadow was already plotting everything he could do with that toothpick of soldier when he would get the chance of training him the next day.
Putting your stuff down onto the floor as you softly took of your military boots while taking off those you let out a satisfied sigh because now you could finally pull your socks up again because the boots always kind of liked to pull them down with the hard leather that they are made with. Softly pulling your camouflage shirt over your head as you were just standing in the rather empty gym with just your black bra on as you quickly grabbed your the shirt you brought and pulled it over your head.
But what you didn’t noticed is that the newbie was now not just gawking no,he was on his way towards you with a rather disgustingly confident smirk painted on his lips. “Such a delicate little lady in the military is quite a sight for sore eyes don’t you think?” you just thought you were dreaming here such dumb nonsense leave the dudes lips while you were completely uncomfortable and shocked of what he just said.
A rather big hand no rather a big paw of such called hands were now softly resting on your shoulder as you felt the familiar big shadow that was now casted over the crown of your head. Smelling the similar smell of gunpowder,gun oil and a soft hint of mint enter your nose,you already knew that your colonel König also known as your shadow around base was standing right behind you. “Everything alright Engel?” You heard the voice say with his typical and iconic Austrian accent but there was so much annoyance and disgust in his voice that was usually not there when the big men spoke with you when he was on his way for his maybe 20th black coffee that day.
Your eyes softly crawled up the big burly chest of König as you finally met his ice blue eyes that were so stone cold like they usually were on battlefield when your group was getting ready for an attack. But today this coldness was only casted in his eyes because the newbie obviously didn’t knew that you are Königs kleine Maus. “I’m alright Kö..” you wouldn’t even believe your own self with how your usually confident voice was now as silent as a little mouse pushed into a corner.
His blue eyes narrow as the ice cold stare was lifted from your body up to the face of the newbie soldier. “Did you flirt with my Engel?” as you could hear Königs voice get more towards his commanding tone that he usually used when someone messed up big time or if some soldiers didn’t do what they were assigned to do. The newbie swallowed down a big lump as he just quickly shook his head as if someone was holding him at gun point,well making König angry was even worse then being held at gun point that was known since the big man joined Kortac. “And I should really buy that? Do you think I’m stupid!”
As your eyes widened while you saw that König was rather close of beating up a new soldiers for making such a dumb comment on you and your body. Quickly reaching out your hands as you softly grabbed Königs tactical vest as you softly patted his shoulder trying to get his focus switched back to you. “It’s okay Kö let’s just…calm down okay?” When his eyes switched down to meet your still shocked eyes his eyes completely changed towards warmth and love in milliseconds,that what you always found a bit disturbing about how easily König feelings could control him sometimes. “Okay Maus.”
One final time he looked up to the newbie again with his commanding voice he spoke “you can be rather happy I didn’t make you an example of how I will act when you talk with someone that’s clearly mine.”
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yandere-sins · 3 days
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You love memes? GREAT BECAUSE I HAVE EVEN MORE MEMES WITH THE PLATONIC YANDERE KÖNIG, KORTAC DARLING, AND ROMANTIC YANDERE GHOST CONCEPT >:)
Darling dealing with Ghost:
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Ghost when his darling manages to avoid him again:
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König with darling vs König with most Kortac members:
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Darling explaining to Ghost why she doesn't want anything to do with him or even TF141:
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Okay, ngl I almost started crying when I saw the "König talking to darling vs. Kortac members" because that was such a good image in my head xD
But yeah, they are all super accurate :'D
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tinypandacakes · 2 days
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Trapper, Keeper — Ch. 8: Trouble
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WC: 11.5k ( 65.4k total, 8/22 chapters )
Tags: Dubious consent, dark romance, smut, kidnapping, possessive König, power imbalance, size difference, obsessive behavior, injury recovery, manipulation, könig x f!reader
A/N: this is the chapter I posted Sunday :3
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You nearly squeaked when he finally gripped you, suddenly and effortlessly lifting you until your bottom cleared the countertop. Goosebumps rose across your skin as the backs of your thighs spread against the chilled surface. Your legs instinctively tried to shut, but König was too close; your knees braced against the outsides of his thighs, stuck open like this. His size was dizzying; even with the added height of the cabinets, he was still so much taller than you.
“You could have woken me instead of sneaking around my cupboards like a little mouse,” he said, a knuckle tapping beneath your chin, the tease softer, overly familiar, almost affectionate.
“I wasn’t sneaking,” you said, a touch defensive. “I just wanted some coffee. Didn’t think it was worth waking you up for that.”
“It wouldn’t be any trouble. My door is always open.”
König yawned and unhurriedly reached above you. He pulled out a coffee filter while you tugged the hem of the sweater down in a futile attempt to cover more of yourself. You regretted not insisting on pants or a pair of boxers if he wore them, or, anything other than opting to go commando under the nearly dress-length sweatshirt. Too late now.
“Now, let’s see,” König murmured. His hand dropped to your thigh, casually resting on the top, fingers drumming with soft taps against your flesh. “What do I have a taste for today…?”
Your eyelids sprang open as he began to lower himself in front of you. You twitched your leg, but his fingers merely tightened as he sank to his knees before you. This had to be a joke. He wasn’t going to — he couldn’t be—
Your heart rate kicked up another notch when he looked up at you from below, a devilish glint sparkling in his eyes behind his hood, and a smile to match, you bet, if you could have seen it. A question, a tease, a taunt. Would you let him? Your imagination ran wild. Would he keep the mask on?
You hoped so.
The dark folds of cloth might drape over your lower tummy and hips, veiling his actions, obscuring his next move as he kept you guessing, only allowing you to see his eyes, piercing blue between your thighs. Those massive hands might pry your trembling legs apart, forcing you to stay right where he liked you—
No. No.
Maybe.
Half-lidded eyes were fixed on your body now, searching for the shape of you beneath the baggy sweater. This was moving too fast, too early. Nothing hid you from him below the waist, so you forced the material of the sweatshirt down between your thighs with a hasty shove. König finally reached his destination, level with your hips—
then opened the cabinet right beneath you and rummaged around without sparing you another glance.
Oh.
Right. Right.
You cast your eyes to the side, looking out the window as shame radiated from your face up to the roots of your hair, mortified that your thoughts had gotten so far ahead of you. So much for thinking of him as some depraved loner, starved for interaction — you weren’t turning out to be much better.
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gladyzzia · 3 days
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Horangi and König doodles
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Out of the blue
König x reader (y/n).
Your best friend convinced you to subscribe on a dating app, you don't have expectations but you're keeping an open mind, on the other hand, König is pretty much in the same situation, Horangi and other guys insisted to him, none of you were expecting a wonderful night.
Warning: age gap, reader is in mid 20's. Grammatical and spelling errors. I think there's no mention of a specific gender but if I wrote some I apologize.
I hope you can enjoy it, as always perhaps it is not a good story but I'm sure someone out there will love this. 🩷
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You're sitting, scrolling through the phone, your friends are at a party with a rugby team in a discotheque, your best friend has been insisting, calling you and texting you, even making video calls.
- Y/n please! You have to join us! You can't rot at home every Friday night!
- Working 9 to 5 is exhausting, I pass.
- What will you do tonight if you're not going to have a party or something?
Suddenly a new notification popped on your phone «Someone wants to meet you, Match or reject» then a text «Hi, would you like to go to dinner?»
- Y/N?
- Oh, I... I actually will go to dinner with a guy from that app... Remember?
- Y/N, please be careful, if you go... Send me your location and if something goes wrong call me, ok?
- Yes, mom! I love you, bye!
- Bye-bye!
As soon as you hang up the phone, you open the app and give him a «it's a match!» then responded his text «Hi, for sure, at your house or mine or any restaurant?».
Meanwhile König is sitting in the dining room of his apartment, lonely, he doesn't understand why he listened to Horangi and the rest of the guys.
- This is stupid...
He muttered to himself, he's waiting for your reply, you're the only one that he has sent solitude, nobody else. He's regretting his actions but then, you texted him back, after reading your message he wonders what would be the best option. He stood up and went to the fridge, there was only mustard, a tomato and a beer. Checking in the rest of the kitchen, there's nothing else.
It would be good to go to some restaurant but what if you feel afraid of him? He's massive, the scars on his face, his insecurities are eating him alive.
«i hope you don't mind, your profile doesn't have a photo, may I see a pic?»
-Scheisse.
Would be rude if he says no, also would ruin his chance with someone attractive as you. Oh, how much he hates this, why does he have to be so shy?.
«Ja, no problem, give me a minute :)»
«Thanks, take your time <3»
And actually he's taking a lot of time, is just a simple selfie, that's what he has been saying to himself. After 28 photos he's exhausted, tired and desperate, he doesn't know how to pose for a photo, how not to look intimidating, everything is getting worse in his mind, what if you think he's not what you're looking for? He didn't change his gym clothes, he looks like a mess, also, what if you feel afraid of him and just accept to go on this dinner because you're scared to cancel.
- AHHHH! Scheisse! Ok. Fuck off, let's send all of them.
He's afraid of your answer, he threw the phone to the table.
You're starting to worry, what if he's a fake profile? He's taking too long. Almost 40 minutes, you're considering simply not replying anymore when your phone rings.
«Kö: sent 28 new photos 📷»
Oh god, you hope those are not spicy photos or something. You opened the chat, ready to block him if those are hot pics, but no, Holy Jesus Christ, who is this man? He's tall, wearing shorts and a compression shirt, all black, his entire body looks muscular and strong, then his hair, he has a lot of hair for someone of his age, let's admit it, a lot of men start to lose hair after their 30's- 40's, but he looks good, you make a zoom to observe his face cautiously, there's some scars but if you have to be honest, those scars only makes him more attractive, his eyes are tired but blue like the sky, it only gets better and better. Definitely you can't reject him.
At this point, König is biting his nails, he's feeling very anxious, he hears his phone ringing, fuck, fuck, fuck, he's nervous, he could break easily the spine of the enemy, jump from a plane, disassemble a bomb, even fight against a bear, all that without any anxiety, but this, no, he can't.
He took the phone and went to your chat.
«Y/n: Oh god, you're very handsome» «So, where we will go to dinner? ;) »
He can't believe what he's reading, what did you say? He reads it again, no fucking way. Then he sees you're still on the chat waiting for a response.
«We can go to a good restaurant... If you're ok with that. What do you think?»
«Perfect, you can pick the restaurant, send me the location and I'll see you outside! ;D»
«Kö: sent a location 📍» «Ok, I'll see you at 9 Pm, ja?»
«See you! P.S. I'm excited! :D»
He sent the location of a small Italian restaurant close to the city center, which is expensive but he has a hunch about this night and also he doesn't mind spending much money, after all, he has been working hard for it.
You investigate the place, Italian food, your favorite food, the place looks really nice, casual, you like that. You change clothes and get ready, lucky for you, you live not so far from the center, it'll take you 18 minutes to arrive at the restaurant. You're not nervous, you're actually very excited, for the first time in months you're truly excited to have a date, maybe it will be a mess or... Maybe not, who knows? You keep that open mind and that optimism.
König arrived on time. He's checking his phone to see if you texted him while he was on the way, but no. He can't avoid thinking that maybe you will not come or something happened to you, he could be more polite and offered to pick you up at your home and arrive together. He's cursing himself when a sweet voice brings him back to reality.
- Hey
- Oh, hi... I'm König.
- König?
- Ja... (fuck, you maybe think he's giving you a fake name or something, god somebody save him!)
- It's very original, I like it, I'm y/n.
You're too kind, you're even giving him a big smile.
- Nice to meet you, y/n, I like your name too.
- Thank you! So what if we continue this conversation inside?... Let's go, I don't want to be rude but I'm so hungry!
- Sure, let's go, I'm hungry too.
As soon as you sit, there's a connection, you talk a lot, he laughs and laughs, the dinner is delicious, both share their food with each other, drinking beer and enjoying the moment, he talks to you about his job, just a little but you're fascinated by him and everything he's telling you.
(...) «No! I swear! I did a lot of sports and activities when I was a kid!» (...) «Ja! We were Falling and he didn't wake up! The plane was in flames and he was sleeping like a baby!» (...) «No, I was at home while my parents were at parties and doing all that was actually expected from someone of my age!» «Rugby and Hockey, beers and whiskey, those are my favorites!» (...) «Ja! I play that one too, I have a PC and PS and an Xbox» (...)
By the end of the dinner you and König are almost alone in the restaurant, the waitress comes to tell you they will close soon so König asks for the bill, you offer him to pay the half but he insists it's on him.
Once out, you don't want to go home, neither him but he doesn't know where else to go.
- I have an idea. Let's go, I'll take you to a cool bar that I like to visit sometimes.
- If it is a discotheque or something like that I think I prefer to walk around the city if you don't mind Schatz.
- Oh god, no, König, trust me, you will like this place.
Both are walking side to side, still talking and laughing, you don't have a clue about how much he's enjoying this moment, he's so focused on you that he has forgotten about all the people around who occasionally observe both. You're less shy or introverted than him, he likes that, you're funny, smart, pretty and full of stories.
Finally, you stop in front of a white door with a neon sign "The old dog's Bar", you take his hand and get inside.
There are not many people, it is dark, the illumination in the place is not the best, but it brings a good vibe, the people around are more old than young, the bartender is an old man, very charming.
- Hey Frank!
- Y/n! Welcome, would you like something to drink?
- Sure, whiskey for me and my friend, please, i saw tonight is a band playing, are they still here?
- sure, go, take a seat darling, they took a break but they'll be back soon.
You and König are sitting close to the small scenario, still talking, your drinks are on the table already.
- you will love this, I promise!
- How did you find this place?
- I was passing by one day, and Frank was trying to get some clients, I thought he was a very charming man so I decided to give this place a chance and I instantly fell in love.
- You're very interesting, young people like you maybe prefer to be somewhere else with more activity or something, but not you. You're beautiful, funny, you're smart... What else do I have to know about you, Schatz?
You blush and laugh.
- I'm full of surprises as much as you König! Oh, wait, I have to go to the bathroom, keep an eye on my drink please, I'll be back!
Once you're in the bathroom you text your friend to tell her you're having a wonderful night and that he's interesting and attractive. You were walking back to the table when you heard some guys talking.
«What will we do? I don't know, I'm not too good at playing it!!»
You continued walking and finally you sat, König is staring at you, he's lost in his thoughts observing you until the sound of the band in the scenario interrupts.
- Hey, we're back, we want to thank everyone who's here listening to us, thank you so much! We're close to finishing the show but our guitarist had an inconvenience and left, so, is there someone in the crowd who can help us?
You look around and the few people who are there are still sitting, apparently no one knows or maybe they're shy or not sure about standing up and helping the band. You sigh and look at König, he gives you a shy smile but for you that's enough to give you courage, you stand up from your seat.
- I can do it!
- Oh, sure come here, thank you so much for helping us!
You put your phone and some rings on the table and give a sip to your drink, you look at König once again and without thinking too much you squeeze his shoulder and whisper «I'll be back».
The guys from the band ask you some things about if you know some of the songs on their repertoire, fortunately, you know them well.
- (...) what about the solo guitar on 'Free bird'? Would you do it?
- Trust me, you won't regret it! Also I promised my friend a wonderful night, so... Let's do this.
Some songs by Fleetwood Mac, guns and roses, Red hot chili peppers, Toto, eagles, Depeche mode and finally the song you've been waiting for, Free bird by Lynyrd Skynyrd, you're nervous, you don't really know if you will do it. But just a quick look at König is enough for you to give your best.
König never stopped to look at you, he has been staring at you since you stood up on the scenario with that beautiful black Fender squier classic vibe, he's paying attention to the way you play, indeed, you're nervous but he feels somehow very proud, you're giving the best of you.
He doesn't know why, but he feels like he needs to take a photo of you, maybe the light over you gives you an angelical view, or is his point of view, he doesn't know but he needs to show you how you looked after the show.
You're brilliant, you don't understand how your fingers are moving in that velocity, it has been a while since you played guitar, but you're doing it great, your quick looks to the band and the people around tell you that even they are impressed by your skills.
At the end of the show you run to König smiling and still a little bit shocked by what you did a few moments ago.
It was almost 3 am, you've been out all night, you don't even feel tired, either König, he can't stop talking about the way you played guitar, he's charming, he told you he's shy and don't enjoy to be around many people or talk too much but with you he has been really sweet, open and a truly gentleman. He offered to walk with you and take you to your house, he doesn't feel good letting you go alone.
- I would love to repeat this, König you're a gentleman, I've had much fun and the dinner was really delicious!
- Ja, me too, you're amazing, I won't stop saying it, you were brilliant. I took a picture and a video of you playing, I'll send them to you later!
- Thanks, I promise you this is the best night of my life...
- I... I would like to have a second date too.
- For real?
- Ja, I mean if you don't mind that I'm... You know, perhaps too old for you.
- Are you kidding!? König, you don't even look old! You look better than people with the same age as me, you're thousand times more interesting than them and I already said it, I would love to repeat this!
- Gut!, I'll be working a lot this month though, but we can organize another date, check our schedules and all that.
- For sure, whenever you can, I'll be ready! Well... This is where I live.
Both walked to the door of your building, and talked a little bit more, he kissed your hand and then both said goodbye. You were closing the door of your apartment when your phone buzzed, you checked all the notifications, one was from König.
«Kö: Sent a new photo 📷 , sent a new video 📷»
You were looking at them when a new message appeared on the chat.
« I can't wait to see you again, Liebling. Thanks for the most amazing night of my life, sweet dreams Mein Schatz :D»
Needless to say that you jumped and ran through your apartment like a child on Christmas. You and König had more and more dates, eventually a first kiss, a first anniversary, etc.
Who said you can't find true love on dating apps?.
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ichliebedichnicht · 3 days
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when your friends are idiots
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konigsblog · 16 hours
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Been thinking about painal/wrong hole with Konig who doest stop despite you begging or crying....👀👀👀?
WARNINGS: WRONG HOLE (?), NON-CON/DUB-CON, RAPE, DEAD DOVE: DO NOT EAT. MDNI 18+ :3
with your bare back against the bedsheets, and your thighs spread open, you present a wet and beautiful sight to könig, who takes in the sight in front of him, admiring every inch of your skin and especially the sight of your drooling holes. your breathing is fast, and the blindfold covering your eyes leaves you anticipated and excited, ready to be fucked merciless, for you cunt to wrap tightly around his girth...
although, you notice his tip prodding against your asshole, a little too late to alert him, but regardless, you make it known he's pushing inside the wrong hole. instead of könig fixing his mistake, he continues despite the sounds of your worry and agony. you suck in a sharp breath as he begins sinking deeper, your back is arched and you're pinned to the mattress by könig, who holds you down by the biceps. your cunt swells at the neglect, the avoidance and the lack of stimulation—whilst you're asshole throbs with pain as he continues for his own selfish gratification.
each thrust leaves you chanting pleas and apologies through muffled, choked cries. you beg so quietly, voice hoarse and strained from sobbing, yet the desperation is obvious as you squeak out. your tears are soken by the fabric of the blindfold, but your cheeks are visibly wet and your body is coated in a shimmer of sweat as you heave and pant, pained and pitiful mewls for mercy ignored.
you listen to the sound of könig's pleasure; deep, pleased groans and his heavy breathing. knowing he's enjoying himself at the sound and sight of your suffering and torment leaves you sick to your stomach, left trembling uncontrollably once he's finished.
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