#köing x reader

[biganncookie19]

a cold day off pt2

könig x reader

summary: out on the field the two get closer together and end the day  maybe sharing a bed?

a/n : didnt thank this would blow up like this so heres part two.i feel like this was kind of rushed, but still good still 50 50 on doing smut 

warnings: slow brun, fluff, some blood, guns, 

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The night went by fast, i fell asleep after like 20 mins. For some reason my brain didn't want to turn off still hearing out for König moving around the room. Waking up is always the hard part, mustering enough energy to leave the warm blankets but not parting with one of them rapping it around my shoulders. Shifting off i see that König isn't in bed, only the folded blanket and pillow a top, his bag at the foot of the bed. it would have been nice to see if the blanket manage to cover him or not. also hoping he didn't get cold. 

Shuffling out of my room and down the hall to the kitchen to see whos else may have left, and to brew some coffee. Once in the kitchen my body goes on autopilot, hands moving on there own. With all my focus being on making coffee i didn't hear someone come in. “doc whe-” 

“AAhh” yelling out and without thinking i swinged at who ever was behind me. That person being soap, hitting him on the head “ why would you come up to me like that!”. Rubbing his head “ because you forgot about me last night, ghost said to go get checked by you but you already went to bed”  soap said with a little pout “sorry about last night i was busy with somethings” saying while finishing making my cup of coffee “ do you want a cup?’’. “Yes please and some meds” he stifled out, “ya ya i’ll get you some” walking over to the table putting down the two cups of coffee, soap taking a seat putting his head in his hand. Walking back over to the cabinets to take out some honey buns that i had hidden and walking back to the table to sit down 

“How the gunshot to the leg eh?” saying while opening a pack of honey bun, seeing a hand snake its way to the other pack. “Its fine so far,i can walk so can i get the all clear? Saying trying to stuff the bun in his mouth. Taking a look at soap his little mo hawk is messy and he has eye bags and probably smelly from being sweating in bed. “How about we move to the med bay  to get you  check out” finishing my cup and bun. Soap mumbling happily and walking off with his cup in hand, signing out god these men can break ribs, backs and stab there way through enemies  and still act like kids. 

Putting my blanket on the back of my office chair taking out some meds to give soap who’s laying on the bed. Taking 2 pills handing them to soap“ take these and Show me the wound than i’ll give you the all clear to go back on the field”. Without thinking soap shoves the pills in his mouth chasing them the rest of his coffee, than rolled up his pants to show me his wrapped up wound. Taking a seat on one of the rollie chairs to get closer to soap to  see how its healing so far. “So i hear the new guy bunked in your room, what was his name again it was something germen” 

“His name is König and yes he did bunk in with me ” i can feel soaps smug look already 

“Ssoo did anything  happen between you two?” saying with a raised eyebrows smirking 

“nothing happened just two adults sharing a room” saying trying to keep my eyes on soaps wound and keeping my hands busy. 

“Boring should have made a move on him” poking at the wound with my finger making soap yelp out in pain. “ i was only joking doc, we both know König is probably good looking” 

“Looks aren't the most important, hes really kind and sweet” i say smiling to myself  wrapping soaps leg again

“Ah ha you do like him than” he said sitting up form the bed, “shut your mouth it was just one night nothing happened” 

“Whatever you say y/n” the cheeky son a of bitch. Just has i finished with soap’s leg a call came on the radio. It was gaz’s voice coming through “ soap, y/n!, the team need’s help we were ambushed price is down. Am sending our location  over”. Soap looking back down at me “soooo am cleared”

“ yes sir, go get changed meet me at the truck in 10” i say letting my shoulders down. Soap jumps off gleefully jogging down the hall to get ready. I speed walk my way to my room to get my uniform on, cargo pants, compression shirt and protection gear plus my hoodie Making sure i have my gun and knifes strapped on safely. Also making sure am full on first-aid hoping no ones hurt badly, especially the big guy.

Stopping the trunk on the out skiers out the small town, both me and soap make the walk in town guns on our side just in case the enemy decides to jump us. Finding a abandoned 3 floor to look out to find the others, soap mindly doing the looking and i watching his back. “ i have eyes on the captain , gaz and ghost there hiding out in a store” 

“What about König is there any sign of him?” i say looking back on soap, worry setting in. 

“I don't see him, let’s meet with the other’s so you can take a look at price” giving soap a nod we both made are way to the shop. Moving along the streets we duck behind the enemies , going through a back door to not be seen. “Its soap and y/n were coming in through the back” soap spoke  into the radio. The both of us hanging to the wall waiting for someone to open the door. Ghost opens the door to rush us in, “captains over by the desk shot in the side” hes says pointing over to the other two men on the floor. 

Rushing over to the men “ help me take off his gear and lay him flat” i say while taking out my supplies to start patching up the captain. Gaz works fast taking off what he can “ he should be fine right? He didn't lose to much blood” gaz rush's out worrying look over the desk and out the window. “ captain talk to me am going to start patching you up”. All that comes out of him is grumbles and some words but cant make them out. 

“GET DOWN!” ghost yells out as bullets fly through the window using my body to cover price the other three start shooting out the window back  at the enemies.  Dragging price a bit farther away from the cross fire to hopefully start cleaning the wound. Moving his shirt up i take out some disinfect and rub around the wound, thankfully it was only a graze shot no bullet. Price moas out in pain moving around, push him down “ work with me captain just give me 10 mins”. With the Shoot out still happening i mange to get him patch up, getting back up form the floor not even a second later i feel a burning pain on my cheek. Dropping back to the floor holding my face fuck, its getting real bad out here where the hell is König i cant have him dying on me. 

 “Price is good to move” i yell out to the others, “ lay low we almost have them cleared” gaz yells back”. Moving back over to price to see hows he doing, “ captain do you thank you can move?” i say while rocking him. “ give me a hand doc” he says in pain. After a while i got him up into a chair, the bullets came to a slow stop looking back to see if the other need help. By the looks of it they seem fine, but still no sign of König the feeling in my gut getting worse. 

Standing up to the men “ if we have the clear let’s get price out of here, has anyone seen König?”

 “The last time i saw him is when we got ambushed  he went the other way, haven't seen him since” said ghost. Chewing at my lip trying to think of something or where he could be?. Soap specks up “ how about we split  in half and half, gaz and ghost can take the captain back to base and we stay behind to find König”

Coming to an agreement soap and i go to the street to find  König, cant use radio since it can give away our location am pretty sure that how the enemy found us in the store. fuck my cheek still hurts the blood  has already dried, i was to busy in thought i didnt hear soap yell out about the enemy. Snapping out of it i take cover behind a car, come up to shoot when someone came to close. Fuck lose track of soap to, making a run to alleyway reload my gun. God this is why i stay at the base am a terrible shot. 

Hearing footsteps coming closer i start to panic, the enemy’s start’s opening fire at me. All i could do was take cover behind  a wall, before i could think of something the shots came to a stop. All i heard was men screaming in pain, looking over all i saw were the men laying die on the floor. “What the he-” before i could even progress what happen i feel a pair of arms yank be back in the alleyway. Who ever grabbed me was strong enough to hold me a few inches up in the air with a death grip on my waist Panic really set in now trying to fight my way out of this man’s arms  even trying to yell out but the man covered my mouth with his hands. Yelping in pain cause the mans hand were rubbing down on my wounded cheek. A pair of enemies walked by one of them seeing us, they start shooting at us, the man uses his body to cover me cruising in German when he got hit,  i some how manage to shoot at the two men. Hitting one and the other one running away. 

 “tut mir leid y/n” (am sorry)  the man said kneeing down with me, the man being no other than König!. A wave of relief washed over me seeing him alive but something was different about him. His eyes were more sharp and harden, his shoulders more up right also his voice more stern. The worry in my gut turned into a warm fuzzy feeling, “were have you been, are you ok?” i rush out. 

His hand finding it way to my face gently holding my cheek running his hand over the cut, “ am fine j-just  a few cuts here and t-there”. The adrenaline finally running low in my body, i can start to feel the cold air  nipping at my hands and face. 

A shutter leaves my body when his warm hands meets with my face, am sure a bright blush was all over my face snapping out of it . “You were shot in the back let me see”i try to move over to his back, he grabbed my hands holding them close to his chest. He has a cut that  was deep enough that went through his gear  “ we n-need to get back to base y/n, were are the others?”. Trying to keep my voice straight i say “the only one still o-out there is soap”. König gave me a nod and helps me stan up, putting his gun up “ stay behind me y/n”

Walking through the town König keeps a sharp eye out and keeps looking behind him to see if am still there safe. Hearing Something that catching my attention it sounds like fighting down the street one of them looking like soap, trying to fight off the other men. Before i could move to help, König rushes over to soap i try to keep up with him but he beats me to the men. König running up to one of the men he grabbing there head and staps them in the torso three times. I shot at the other man hitting him in the chest, he falls to the floor, the last man is taken down by soap.

“Where the hell were you two?” soap breathe out, “that doesn't matter les get to base i need to get price and König checked out are you also hurt?” saying while shivering holding myself  tighter. Soap shakes his head no “good let’s get out of here” 

Back at base i made sure that price was ok and gave him some pain meds to sleep, after that i checked on gaz’s burns on his arm making sure it’s not infected and re-wrapping it. Back in the med bay i finally got to sit down at my chair and wrapping myself in a blanket , god my back hurts rubbing my neck leaning back in the chair eyes feeling heavy. A knock at the door woke me up out of my chair “did  someone get worse”. 

The person who knock was König, standing nervously at the door without his gear and clean clothes . Taking a moment to think. getting off the chair to walk to König “ am so sorry König i forgot about your cuts” fumble out. Waving for him to sit on the bed while a went around the room to gather the needed things, “ t-there not that b-bad,really y/n you look like you need sleep” he said getting on the med bed. “ its not bad now but could get worse” moving to the other side of the bed to start with the bullet graze on his back.

Trying to be professional “ um König can you take off your shirt please”

“O-ohh” König straighten his back looking down at his hands 

“If your not comfortable i can find another way” 

“N-no its fine” he said before moving his hand’s to take off his shirt, trying not to stare at his back muscles and how toned they were. He was careful to leave his face cover on he put his shirt to the side. His skin was pale with some scars and beauty markes scattered around, his shoulders were a bit red to. Starting with disinfected but when i went to put my hand on his back König let out a shudder and small whimper. Pulling my hand back but before i could say anything König  beat me to it.

 “ am fine its just your h-hands are c-cold” 

Blushing a bit “ o-oh am sorry”

Putting my hands back on his back i start rubbing the wound clean König back tense up. I could see all the muscles flexed, Dag he’s really dame strong. König slouched as he was messing with his fingers, “um how are you doing big guy” trying to break the silence. 

“Am fine” is all he let out, oh. Is he mad at me?. Putting a patch over the wound, i move over to the other side to clean the cut on his chest. Not sure how to get to his chest without making him more uncomfortable. “o-oh ”König let out as he looked up at me, straighten out his back and spread his legs wider so i could move closer to him. Oh god please don't let my face be red as a tomato, moving in between König legs i take a look at his cut its deep but not to long. “This is probably   going to need stitches” i say looking up to König. 

He just gave me a nod keeping his eyes on the floor and hand’s firmly on his knees, but i could tell he was also blushing because his skin was turning more red and giving off heat. Moving closer to clean his wound, but as i was rubbing disinfected König tensed his legs closed a bit around me  “S-sorry i d-don't do well with pain” he whimpered out. “ am going to start with the stitching, you could umm hold on to me if you want” 

Finally looking into my eyes “are you sure?” 

“Yes” i say through my lashes looking back to him, he gave me a nod looking back to the floor. 

Trying to keep my hands from shaking I grab a needle and wire and start closing the cut. As soon as I put the needle in his skin König tensed up and his hands found there way to my hips and waist. Oh fuck i head feels like its going to explode form all the blood going to my cheek’s. his grip on me only getting harder as I stitch the cut, he let out some whimper here and there. He put his head on my shoulder “ am f-f-fine keep going” König stifler out.

 This man was going to be the death of me, finishing with the stitch with König still on me. Patting the big guy on the side “your all go to go König”, I didn’t notice how much I leaded on to König because how warm is was. Trying to move back to give him space, but König’s arms warped around my waist pulling me in closer. “don’t go please” he mumbled into my shoulder.

“what’s gotten into big guy”.

“y-you looked c-cold,i c-could keep you warm?”

Moving my head back to look at him, “König are you trying to hit on me?”

König moved his head only a little but still on my shoulder so one of his eyes could meet mine “ ye-yeah”, his pale skin going red hot at this point. Putting my arms around him hugging him back “how about we go back to the room huh big guy”.

König pulls his head back fast “really” he said happily

“yup” letting him go and grabbing his shirt and hand to follow me back to the room. He basically jumps off the bed ready to go. “ oh wait” he says letting go of my hand while grabbing a alcohol wipe and turning back to me. He takes a hold of my face one hand holding my chin and the other wiping the cut on my cheek his eyes glued on my cheek making sure to get all the dried blood. “there y-you go”, he grabbed my hand really to go back the our room.

After closing the door to the room König stood shyly to the side unsure about what to do with himself messing with the loops on his pants. “You can sit on the bed, am going to change” I say giving back his shirt. Picking up my short shorts and leaving to go to the bathroom, as soon as I change out  I looked at myself in the mirror smiling know pretty sure König Is a ass man. Going back to the room I see König at the bed with his shirt back on looking nervous, “we don’t have to do any thing if your not up to it” I say walking up to him

“n-no it fine, I j-just never done something like this before” he saying look up to me with soften eyes.

Giving a small mum, getting on my bed moving things out of the way to make space for König. Laying down I open my arms for him, König gladly moves in lay down some what on me. Spooning him and holding him close to my chest, “ y/n can I move” giving him a yes. he moves me atop of his chest, I try to not touch his cut.  Melting into the heat König gives off his I start to  drift off, “ can I-I p-put my hands on you?” König asks. God his just so sweet giving him another yes, König places his massive hands on my ass having a good hold on it. the both of us falling to sleep

 That was the first night since being deployed I didn’t use a blanket

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Ok here me out Headcanon call of duty mw2 characters + kögin react to Tall!civilian!reader( like inch taller than kögin), who looks intimidating but is actually a calm and gentle giant but they are misunderstood by everyone.

Also how was your day

Hey! Thanks for the ask, I just woke up so I hope this isn’t too bad

Köing

Due to his social anxiety he was a bit intimidated at first. But after seeing you where harmless, and actually super sweet, he warmed up to you a bit more.

He actually started to feel grateful that there was someone taller than him around, he had always been bullied for his height so seeing you made him feel like less of a freak and outcast.

He noticed how you where outcast somewhat by the people around you, the whispers and stares. He knew exactly how you felt and his heart ached for you.

He first saw you when on a mission but he had finished it and was now on a short break in the local area.

Even with his social anxiety he really wanted to go up and talk to you, he had finally found someone similar to him.

So he did just that (even if it took him like 20 tries at first)

When he first talked to you he honestly assumed you would be brash and loud, but you where the complete opposite.

Soft spoken, kind, caring, the definition of a gentle giant. He thought he had finally met his soulmate, his other half (weather that be platonically or romantically he didn’t care he was just glad he found you)

After some conversation he finally gained the courage to ask for your number. When you said yes he was ecstatic, he said his thanks and went on his way.

After that day all you two did was call and text when he wasn’t busy.

Ghost

Unfortunately you’re home had gotten destroyed along with many other peoples homes during the gunfire and fighting. But the 141 all collectively decided to let you stay at the Barracks along with some other people until your home was rebuilt, or at least until they could find a better place for you to stay. I mean it was the least they could do considering they destroyed the only place you could live.

Ghost had been ordered by Price to check up on the civilians.

He immediately noticed how all of the other civilians would whisper and stare at you as you where just trying to get some food. He noticed the comments thrown your way calling you a freak. After a while of listening in on this harassment he decided to step in between you and the others

“Hey. We are not going to tolerate harassment of others here. Just to remind you even though we are keeping you here we could easily throw you out so back off”

Immediately the backed off and went their seperate ways.

He heard you thank him. What surprised him was how meek and soft you where. With all of the harassment he expected you to be loud and scary. Nope. You where quiet and calm.

“Hey no problem, let me know if they give you any more issues.”

You thanked him and went back to your room, he was going to be honest, he found you very endearing…

Price

When you where given a room at the Barracks after your home was destroyed, Price immediately noticed how distanced you where from everyone else.

He saw how others avoided you and how quiet you where. He made it his mission to talk to you, get to the bottom of why people avoided you so much.

Eventually he found his window. You where alone and he could talk to you.

He walked up to you, trying to seem as casual as possible, and sat down next to you.

“Hey, how are you doing? I’m sorry about what happened to your home.”

You turned to him and smiled a little, “oh! Hello… thank you so much for giving me somewhere to stay”

What caught him off guard wasn’t your kindness (he definitely expected you to be upset considering your home got ruined by him and the others) but your voice. You where so soft and gentle, almost like if a pillow itself was turned into a voice and personality.

He definitely started to talk to you more after that day.

Soap

He had seen you around the Barracks a couple of times after they took you in before they could get you to a better place before they rebuilt your house.

He may be a hardened soldier but he was beyond intimidated by you. He had of course seen people taller than him but never someone as tall as you.

He noticed how you where almost shunned away from the other civilians.

He decided to go up and talk to you, he honestly had his guard up, he expected you to be scary and loud.

When he finally talked to you he was caught of guard when you where quiet and caring. Your voice was almost inaudible (probably because I like to head canon him as half deaf LMAO)

He was pleasantly surprised by your personality. After that he made it one of his goals to become closer with you.

Sorry this is so bad as I mentioned earlier I just woke up and I’m loopy rn.

[ramonathinks]

your dad always mentioning his best friend — you’re always hearing stories about him yet he’s never around. you only ever seen the back of his head in photos, and honestly you can barely even remember his name.

so when you’re back from university during the summer and your dad says in passing that his best friend is finally coming down to see him, you don’t think to much of it. just finally glad you’re able to meet the man who your dad is always raving about.

but being back home and away from school, you finally feel a bit more free. you invite a few friends out to a local club, waiting to look cute and just get some drinks.

you weren’t expecting a handsome stranger to be so taken with you. he buys you a drink, he offers you a dance, you can feel just how hard he is against your backside but he doesn’t care. “i want to be a gentleman and not fuck you in the bathroom…” as he speaks the dress you’re wearing is pulled up your hips, the club dimly lit and you can only feel his strong hands trailing up and down your thighs. “but i can hardly hold on any longer. you’re such a beautiful woman, you know that?”

“so i must ask if i can take you to where im saying tonight?” his fingers circle around your panty clothed clit and you squirm, nodding.

the hotel he stays at is only a block away, the walk is almost unbearable with his hot gaze and his hand on the small of your back.

a good look under the bedroom light and you get even wetter, his older handsome face under your dress when he sits you on the bed.

he’s sloppy with it. wetness coating your thighs as he slurps up the wetness you let out. he plays with your clit using his mouth to suck and lick trails up, drawing circles all over. muttering: “sticky little thing.” you try not to squirm to move but you reach down to tug at his hair as he shakes his hand to get more of your juices to coat his face. your thighs shake but he stops: “want you cumin’ on my cock, got that pretty?”

his cock splits you open, you arch your back and move back, he just laughs: “you can take it, cmon.” and even whispers more dirty things in your ear: “cmon baby, this pussy is weeping, don’t you want her to stop crying?”

you stay up all night as he makes you take him over and over again until he can fit himself all the way in. the long drags of his thick cock overwhelming you, your toes curl and when a tear falls from your eyes he makes sure to lick it up, you can’t believe this man is so filthy.

when the morning time comes you hear him on the phone, muttering or rather trying to be a gentleman to let you sleep in. he leaves you a bit of money with a note saying not to think of it as anything, he owes you for making you stay up all night.

you don’t expect to see him again. especially at home, hugging your dear old dad. you don’t expect him to look at you with the same amount as want and need as last night as you shake his hand.

even when breakfast is over, he helps you wash the dishes, saying he wants to get to know you better or so he tells your dad — his best friend. but instead he’s talking to you: “what are we going to do, hm? we can’t tell him, your dad would kill me.”

“my dad would kill both of us. you’re his best friend—”

“and you’re his precious daughter.” his eyes darken as he looks you over, even with you just wearing a tee shirt and jeans he still was packing a hard on. “he can forgive you, he won’t forgive me. im the adult here.”

“im twenty three, im an adult!” you try to argue.

“half my age, i shouldn’t have been been so careless.” he mutters, thinking to himself. “reckless. let’s just make that a one time thing, okay? look at me.”

your body burns in embarrassment as you look up at him, biting your lip and twirling your hair. you liked the way he looked at you, soft warming and inviting eyes.

he says it’s a one time thing until he’s putting his number in your phone. he says it’s a one time thing until he’s fucking you a few times before he leaves. he says it’s a one time thing until he’s taking you on dinners. he says it’s a one time thing even when he’s three months deep into the summer.

he says it’s a one time thing the entirety of his stay and when you’re back on campus, getting ready to sign a lease to a lonely apartment. you realize it’s not a one time thing when he’s pulling up and quickly telling the landlords nevermind for you and he’s giving you keys to a shared place.

“just don’t tell your dad, okay?” he winks.

SHIU KONG, TOJI, MIGUEL, GHOST, KÖNIG

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Drabble: Call Of Duty- Love Language

John Price Bravo Six

Prices love language is Words of Affirmation and Quality Time.

Price is constantly writing you little notes out. They're literally stuffed everywhere. In your go-bag (if you work with him) , in your lunch box (If you work outside of military). The amount of long paraghed messages you've recived from him before he's deployed are starting to cause your phone to alert you of it's space issue.

Price has that nice fancy cursive hand-writing so every note that you find with his handwriting on it you keep so it's nice and presentable. Sometimes you'll wake to him gone, but with a note left on your bathroom mirror written in an old expo marker. The notes are just he start of it, Price has a great pair of ears. He'll listen to you talk all day if that because he likes your voices or because he wants to help is here or there.

Price has all the letters you've sent to him during his deployments stuffed away in an old shoebox in the closet. He holds those peices of paper close to his heart when he's away. They ground him. Make him realize the you're a plane flight away waiting for him at home in his bed, probably wearing his clothes. You're also just so fucking genuine in your letters, your emotion seep through the pages and clench around his heart in best of ways.

With how long Price can be away sometimes, the quality time the two of you spend together is hightly important to the two of you. It's important that the two of you snuggle on the couch, spend tocuhing each other. That you tell him all about the things that happened at work while he was away. (Hell you've taken to writing it all down so you remember all that've happened.) "Come sit down love, and tell me about work today." Price would say his hand softly gripped around your wrist.

Price has a few favorite nicknames he likes to call you around the house. Sweets, Baby, and Love. They're all things that come to mind when he thinks of you. If the two of you dancing around your apartment, or when the two of you get hot and heavy between the sheets Price calls you all the same.

John MacTavish Soap

Johns love langauge is Gift Giving and Quality Time.

It starts off with little things. If John is out at the grocery store he normaly comes backwith an extra deserct or your favorite choice of wine. He knows everything down to your favorite candies. (You know the ones that you're never able to find yourself). The gifts get bigger the longer you're together with John. Little bobble heads, or magnets from places he's been while away on deployment, (The fridge looks like the world map).

Things get even bigger and a bit bolder after that, some gifts are jewlery, things that you'd wear to the military ball. Sometimes it's something smiple like a cd that you can get in the states, or a new purse that John will stock away in the back of the closet until christmas and when you ask where he'd been hiding it he won't tell. "I'm not tellin' you my secret hidin' place lass. You'll go snooping the minute I'm gone." John tells you one chirstmas. The best gift by far as been a stuffed animal dressed up in a military outfit with his voice inside so every time you needed to hear his voice he was right there; just one click away.

The two of you work out well. Your love language is all gift giving, hell the amount of supply boxes you've sent for him while he's been on base; or for him and his other team mates. Letters with your whole written out into three-four-five pages worth. John's got a passcode on his phone, because (you tend to send him a few pretty little pictures of yourself waiting for him in his bed.)

Of course John calls you Lass, but he's got special nicknames for you when you greet him at the base to come and take him home. "You're home!" Jumping into his large and strong arms, "Bonnie, I'm here now don't ya worry. I'm all yours now bonnie." He reply hugging you tightly. The brush of your lips, and breathe that you manage to be able to take from just getting a quick kiss from him on the tarmack. Sweets is what he calls you when he's down between your thigh living on cloud nine.

Simon Riley Ghost

Simons love language is Acts Of Service, and Quality Time.

I'm not sure if it's how Simon grew up, or the fact that's always away but Simon is literally always asking you if you need help getting something from a higher up shelf (The man is 6'3 come on now). He'll even do the more domestic things with you. Dinner he helps with and then he'll do the dishes while you go out into the living room. You pull out a puzzle, he'll sit right next to you or on the couh behind you with your between his legs, and help you.

If you're sick, and he's home you've got your own personal stay-at-home nurse. Breakfast in bed with all the right medicine, and vitiamins. If your sick, and Si isn't there oh shit, you've got food doordashes to the front door every single night, and it's not unhealthy food. You're on your period, he takes care of you. A large hand that looms on the hot skin on your lower stomach to cool the cramps away. He'll sit with you on the couch and watch all the stupidest, cringest of romcoms to sedate your need to cry.

In the same step though Simon forgets to take care of himself most of the time. So worried about you and how good you're doing that he forgets that he also has to think about himself from time to time. That's where you come in, as Simons other half you fix that real quick. Dinner is always ready for him, you'll run a hot soothing bath for him when you know he's coming back from deployment. All of his laundry is done before he can even think about dragging the stinky duffel to the wash room. "Thank you, honey." Simon would grumble as he walked into the living his hair a mess. You'd nod and kiss his cheek gently.

Simon does have a few exclusive nicknames he uses for you. Honey, Angel, and Love. Yet that one you hear the most is Angel because, for him, you're his angel. You're the thing that keeps him rooted in reality. You could be easily hurt by that world he works in, yet you are the only person he thinks of while away on deployment. You are the reason he comes home.

Köing

Köings love language is Physcial Touch, and Quality Time.

Köing surely makes up for the height difference. He's always got a hand on you. Be it your back as he guides you around or in your hand. He's always got to be touching you. Not only does it ground him, but he likes to think that he’s keeping you safe.

He knows nobody is going to mess with the guy that’s 6’10. You like to think you’ve your own guard dog, so it works out nicely. Köing isn't afraid of PDAs; he thrives on it. He loves a simple hand-holding or a kiss to your cheek, forehead, or lips in a public setting. He loves it all. He loves how soft your skin is against his rough, callused hands. Or how plump and soothing your lips are against his own.

In the same, Köing loves to just spend time with you snuggled up under a blanket, watching a movie. Köing loves to cuddle you in his arms during a scary movie, keeping you safe from the horrors displayed on the screen. Köing does use his height against you sometimes. He picks you up, practically spinning you around whenever he returns from deployment. You're just standing there waiting for him and his team to return when you're grabbed tightly and turned around in the air. You gather a bit of attention as you scream and cry with excitement that Köing has arrived back.

Köing has a few speicla nicknames for you. He loves to call you Buttercup, Princess, and my love. "Come on, buttercup, let's go laid down." He'd whisper in your ear as he leaned over the back of the couch to get you to bed with him, "But my TV show just started." You'd whine, "We can watch it in bed together, my love." Köing would argue with you.

Completed on: 10/21/23

Posted on: 10/21/23

COD-

[ilovemensthings]

Coming Home [Köing]

pairing: Köing x gn!reader

warnings: none; fluff,comfort

The dim light of the room cast a soothing ambiance as the door creaked open, announcing Koing's return from his latest high stake mission. His fatigues were smudged with dirt and traces of gunpowder, a testament to the intensity he had faced. As his gaze locked onto you, standing there with a mixture of relief and concern in your eyes, a small smile tugged at the corners of his lips.

Without a word, he crossed the room, his footsteps barely making a sound on the hardwood floor. The weight of the mission seemed to evaporate as he finally stood in front of you. His hands, calloused yet gentle, reached for your waist, pulling you into an embrace that was as much about seeking solace as it was about offering comfort.

Your arms instinctively found their way around him, fingers tracing the familiar contours of his back. The tension in his shoulders, the result of hours spent in high-pressure situations, gradually eased as he buried his face in the crook of your neck. You could feel his warm breath against your skin, a stark contrast to the chill of the outside world.

As you held each other, time seemed to slow down. The distant sounds of the city outside were muffled, replaced by the steady rhythm of your heartbeats intertwining. The closeness between you was a haven from the chaos that often engulfed both of your lives. It was a reminder that even in the darkest of times, there was a sanctuary to be found within each other's arms.

Koing's grip tightened slightly, as if he was afraid that letting go would shatter the fragile peace you had woven around yourselves. You leaned into him, offering silent reassurance that you weren't going anywhere. The subtle rise and fall of his chest against yours became a comforting lullaby, soothing both of you after the trials of the day.

In that moment, as you held each other in the soft embrace of the night, words became unnecessary. The unspoken understanding between you was enough to bridge any gap, to heal any wounds. The world outside could wait; right now, the only thing that mattered was the closeness you shared. Amidst the tangled emotions and memories that often accompanied life on the edge, you found solace in the simple act of cuddling the unbreakable bond between two souls seeking refuge in each other's arms.

a/n: first ever real post on here hope you all enjoyed! going to be posting a lot over the next few days just to clean out my drafts before I start anything new. Feel free to repost, share or leave requests (plz I need ideas).

[sansharafova]

[animewolfcutie]

I finally found a köing asmr!!

[sunmoon9129]

modern warfare roleplay!

Hey! My name is Moon or Sun; either one is fine with me. I'm a 23-year-old female. Currently, I have some major brain rot for modern warfare, and I'm absolutely obsessed with Price or Captain Price. I'm extremely obsessed with him at the moment, and I really want to do an angsty and sweet roleplay with him and my OC.

I'm fine with doubling, and I prefer it. I'm most comfortable playing Köing, and anyone from Task Force 141 can do Graves, but fair warning, it may not be the best or most accurate because I haven't really played his character and I haven't looked into him to the point where I'm extremely ok playing him.

I've been roleplaying for about 5 or 6 years now, and I absolutely adore it. I usually write 2-4 paragraphs per response, and I'm happy to send a writing sample on request. I mainly use servers since I'm a sucker for organization and everything having its own spot, especially if we're doing a double I love being friends out of roleplay and sharing headcanons, music, TikTok's, and all of that if you're into that.

I only have about 2 or 3 requirements, and those are that you have to be 18+, because I do, and that this roleplay should include NSFW. The second is that you use Discord because I don't check Tumblr a lot, and I just prefer Discord. My last requirement is no one-liners, absolutely no one or two-liners, because they give me almost nothing to get off of, and they kind of kill any suspense we're building up. That's about it for my requirements.

My discord is down below. Please either DM me on here or Discord so we can talk about the plot and what it will include, especially the angst part. I hope to hear from you soon :)

sunmoon4098

[selfmessages]

I *need* more König x male reader smut. M!Reader obsessed with Königs mouth and marking, loves it when König grips his thighs, loves when König kisses his lower belly and thighs

König x M!reader nsfw headcanons (mdni) | no use of pronouns reader is referred to as ‘you’

nsfw under the cut [lowercase intended]

i hc könig to have a HUGE oral fixation so if you also have one it’s basically a match made in heaven

you love kissing him on his lips, his jaw, his neck, his chest, his stomach literally all over. he could go from being super tense to super relaxed with just a few kisses from you

there ISN’T a SINGLE place your lips haven’t touched on his body.

regardless of if you two are fucking or not, it could be a quick makeout sesh, you always leave more marks on him than he leaves on you. hickies, bites marks, it doesn’t matter he’s gonna have ‘em

when it comes to head i think köing likes to give more than he likes to receive. but he’ll still let you give him head if you ask hard enough.

he won't admit it but the sight of you on your knees, his tip bulging in your throat while you struggle to reach the base of his dick is heavenly. truly a sight for sore eyes.

but what he likes more than that is giving YOU head. he could, no joke, sit between your legs and suck you off for literal hours. he won’t stop until you’re absolutely writhing, twitching, and begging for him to stop. you could be pleading that you “can’t cum anymore” and have reached a point where you’re only having dry oragsm’s but it’s still not enough for him. “just one more time please maus.”

please please please tug on his hair he will cum in his pants trust

if you express that you want him to leave bruises on you könig will comply, hesitantly though because he hates hurting you

you absolutely love it when he does though. he’ll be fucking you into the mattress while gripping your thighs and you’ll tell him to “grip harder” in between moans.

one sure fire way to get him to grip harder is to clench down on him while he’s in you “ahh- fuck maus… you k-know what that does to me.”

of course after all of that könig has to show you how much he loves you by kissing you. especially your bruised thighs and lower belly. he loves kissing your belly doesn't matter if your skinny or chubby he loves it all the same <3

[bweoo]

yandere!köing x reader x yandere!ghost (also yandere!soap???) fighting for darlings attention is funny to me and idky

Imagine the chaos it must be, constantly surrounded by three deranged men trying to get your attention and you just want to mind our own business.

(And there will be blood for sure, in my opinion I think Ghost would win because... Well, it's Ghost.)

[sirenmoth]

Sweet Melody

Ghost x Fem!Reader x König

Synopsis: Ghost and König show you how you belong to

CW: DUBCON, established relationship, begging, manhandling, mention of breeding, breeding, double penetration, anal fingering, anal sex, vaginal sex, vaginal fingering, rough sex, hate sex?, mention of brusies, slight edging, possesive ghost, possesive köing, possesive sex, spanking, alpha/beta/omega dymanics, ABO dynamics, slight malipulation?, dumbification, sir kink, size kink, biting, voyerisum, dom/sub dynamics, hair pulling, polygamy, throuple, brief pussy slapping, overstimulation, you're not caught but EVERYONE knows, mention of bruises, a few degrading words Request by @oxbunnehxo Sorry ive been dead... again

AO3

"God, i can smell them on you, it's fuckin' disgusting" the lieutenant alpha growled as he pushed you in some random closet just down the hall from where the teams were celebrating a successful joint mission, König and Ghost brought you along as a plus one, and because you begged to meet their teammates. They courted you when you were a medic in the military, the two giants took a liking to you nearly immediately, using their over-powerful scent to court you and scare away any other potentail suters. They provided for you and cared for you, showing they would make good mates, pampering you until you became their sweet doclie omega.

Gasping as Ghost pushes you front to the closet wall, trapping you with his body, leaning down to your ear level "Ya think that was funny? Throwing yourself over them like some common slag?" he growls, you can feel his anger, opening your mouth hoping to defend yourself, that you were trying to make friends, but Ghost brings his hand down over your ass, hard, the smack ringing out in the barely light space. his hands finding a tight drip on your hips to keep you from squirming away, "Johnny was praticcally eye fuckin' you, wanted a piece of you." Ghost bring his hand down again, harder than the last, causing you to let out a small whimper, "a piece of what is mine", he brings his hand down at same time the sound of the door , a thick accented voice rings out,

"Ours"

Looking up towards the door, your heart feels like it stops, the light in from the hallway illuminates an obscured figure, König, the reality of the situation hits you like a train hitting a brick wall. You were cornered in some small, cramped closet, barley big enough for one alpha let alone two, the same two alphas who were beyond pissed and jealous and more then ready to take it out on you. König slowly closed the door behind him as he entered, making sure you watch to ensure you know there no escape. Both men stared at each other, like they were telepathicly discussing what to do with you. Ghost pulled your body close to his chest, allowing Austrian mountain man to slot in between you and the wall, his hands replacing Ghosts' death grip on your hips.

König was stronger and bigger then Ghost, but it would be a deadly mistake to say the shorter of the duo was weaker, both held their dominace and massive size with pride, they knew how to use it agaisnt you, fucking you with a bittersweey mix of adoration and aggression, ripping you apart with their mouths, fingers and cocks only to put you back together after it was over, especially when they got possesive over you, their mate. They would spend hours using you over and over until you were nothing more then a puddle covered in marks, bruises, both yours and their cum, sweat and tears.

Ghost shoves you into Königs' chest, forcing you to arch your back, making you present to him, "Now, pet, 'm goin' to give you ten and you will count after each one, if i hear a single bratty comment from you, you'll get more, affirmative?" Ghost speaks, a silent order to behave, to take it like a good omega. Nodding your head in agreement when a yelp is pulled from your throat due to another harsh slap, "I want a verbal response, love" giving the irritated flesh a light squeeze.

"Yes, sir" you whimper out, knowing where this is going to go and how it's going to end.

Before you're able to take a breathe to ease your nerves, a loud smack rings out, harder then the previous ones, rougher, harsher. You whine at the sting of the slap and the fabric of your pants rubbing agaisnt the redded flesh, "O-one" you mange to get out, the feeling of gloves burning into hips causes you to jump.

"What do you say, Hase?" Somehow you almost forget about the man holding you up, god you can hear the smirk in his voice, "Thank you, sir" earning a lgrowl of approval from both of them, a few more quick smacks are given, Ghost alternating between each cheek, you swallow air as you shakily count "Two...t-hree, fo-four", thanking your mates after each one.

The Austrian man pawing at your hips helped distract you from the British man breathing down your neck, until a gloved hand finds its way around your neck, gently pulling your head up to check on you, to check if you're ok, giving make a soft smile as Ghost pulls his mask up to his nose and presses himself againt you freshly abused ass. Placing a gentle kiss to his claim mark, Köings' was in the same location on the opposite side. He pulled his mask and attacked your mouth in an open kiss while Ghost nipped at your neck, leaving fresh marks, out of the two of them he was always the mouthy one.

Ghost grinds against your ass, sending waves of stinging pain and unregulated pleasure to your brain, their scents clouding your senses and thoughts, easing you into a false sense of secuity. König started to unbuckle your belt and barely gets your jeans down your thighs before Ghost shoves a gloved hand in between them and presses two fingers against your slit. "It is stupid to think you are getting what you want to easily," his voice was loud and hard to ignore, laced with a thick austrian accent, a strict contrast between Ghosts' slightly more quite and gravelly one, accompanied with his own heavy manchester accent.

A loving hand makes its way through your hair, you bath in it until you head is pulled back from its place on Königs' chest "You have to beg for it, hase" He rasps, eyes boring into yours, an attempt to hide you face is cut short by Ghost, "He said beg", already growing tired with this so called bratty behaviour. Swallowing your tongue, attempting to calm your nerves for the second time tonight.

"Please, i'm sorry, i was trying to make friends" you beg, tears swelling at the corners of your eyes, "I-I didn't mean to, please...please". A sign was heard but you couldn't tell who it came from, a kiss was placed on your scalp, a quiet message before your trousers and panties were ripped down your legs and thrown by the closed door, follwed by your shirt and bra, "We know, hase, but we stiil need to make sure they know your ours" König explains, you relax a little knowing they weren't fully mad. He move a gloved hand from your hips to your thigh and pulls it up and on his waist, keeping it in a tight grip, the other leg barely touching the ground, having to be on tip-toes to keep balanced as Ghost toys with you. Enough pressure to feel his fingers dancing over your sweet bundle of nerves but not enough to bring pleasure, Königs' hands on your thigh and hip preventing you from grinding agaisnt them.

The Brit removes one of his gloves, safely securing it in his pocket, then bringing his fingers to your entrance, circling it to collect as much slick on his fore and middle fingers, slowly entering his fingers into you, filling you up. He moves foward more, using their size against you, restraining you in the middle as they take you apart, dragging his fingers in and out, prolonging your punishment. Both men look at each other, then down a you, coming to the same idea. A sudden jolt of pain rips through you as they bite you, hard, right over their respective marks, restating their claim.

You are their, and everyone must know it.

The other participants attending could probably smell and hear what was happening, König calmly moves high fingers up and down your thigh, moving his hand from your hip to your neglected clit, before removing the glove, following the same method as Ghost, collects some of your slick and moves his fingers towards you ass, entering it without warning, you're unable to move as you take their thick, rough fingers. letting them strech you out.

Once they've deemed you streched and prepped enough, they remove their finger, earning a whimpering moan from, Ghost quickly slaps your clit for it, silently telling you to keep quite, that was for later. You waited with shallow breathes as the sound of your alphas remove themsleves from their pants, the soft sound of precum being spread over their cocks, Ghost collects moreof your slick and spreads it over your back enterance. Slowly you move your hands, wanting to feel them, feel them in your hands, in your mouth, inside you.

That fantasy was short lived as Ghost pins your hand behind you back and you freeze, like prey caught by a predator, "Did you think you'd get away with that?" He husks in your ear, both alphas soak in your whines and you feed you their cocks, inch by inch, until their flush against your skin.

Then they still.

You attempt to move, both laugh down at you, watching you try to bounce on dicks, "We haven't done anything and you are already cockdrunk?" the venom dripping in his voice, so you sit and wait, being used asa cockwarmer.

One deep inside your cunt, the other deep inside you ass.

You've never felt so good, swimming in your combained pheromones and scent, slowly slipping into a complicit mindstate, that's when they move, when one pulls out the other thrusts in, keeping you full and constantly suspended in a blissful and cockdrunk state.

König pulls your head away from his chest once again by your hair, forcing you to take what they're giving you without hiding, all the while Ghost slips his remaining gloved hand over your puffy clit, pinching and rubbing it.

Your soft moans can probably be heard from the party, you're sure of it, but at this point you find it hard to care, the pleasure making you lose the ability to think clearly, focusing on what the alphas are giving you. "Moan for us, pet, scream for us. Let them know who you belong to" Ghosts' heavy accent sctraches something deep in your brain, and you lose yourself completely, moaning louder into the confides of the closet.

"That's our dumb hase, can't even think for herself, Needs her big, strong alphas to protect her" The Austrian man in front of you grunts out.

"Mmm, you're lucky we found you, who knows what'd have happened if someone else got you" The British man behind you growls out.

They talk as if you're not there. Not being pumped full of their cock. Not sandwiched between their bodies, drool slowly running down from the side of your mouth, eyes rolled back into your head as you mutter and mumble incoherently, brain shut off, not register anything. Expect for one word,

Breed.

Numbly you nod your head, trying to beg them to breed you, but nothing but moans leave your mouth, unware of what you just agreed too.

Without warning both men pick up the pace, pounding into you with such aggresive stamina all you can out are squeals and squeaks, you're preety sure you'll be unable to walk after this as another orgasm is pulld from you.

You lost count how mant you've had. 5? 10? The sensitivity and overstimulation is felt through the bond and the alphas litter your neck and shoulders in more bites, you can feel more bruises forming on your hips, waist and thigh, there might be some on your wrists by the end as well. You wonder how'll you be able to walk after, most likely won't without a limp, but all that can be discussed later as another orgasm leaves you at the same time your mates dump another load of their cum into you.

But that doesn't stop them, and before you know it, you're on the edge of another orgasm.

"You want to came? Do you want us to breed you full?"

You're unsure who's speaking but give out a breathy, strained moan in response.

"I think we have fuck her dumb" They laugh at you condition, thrusting back into you, set on completing their mission, to make sure you're packed full of their fertile cum before they leave the event.

Growls, grunts and moans fill the space between as the giant alphas use you for their pleasure, pushing and pulling you in every which direction.

In and out, in and out.

Back and forth, back and forth.

The slaps of your bare skin is muffled agaisnt the fabric of their pants, a painful reminder that you're practiclly exposed while their fully dressed, your lower body tingles from lack of use, you can feel your joints stiffening up. The mixure of fluids between your thighs is in a constant state of uncomfortably dry and sickly wet.

"C'mon you can give us one more, can't you?" The man city alpha breathes out, it feels like a taunt, one you can reply to as the familiar feeling of another orgasm begins to build in your belly, squirming to try and get away from the sensations in all in vein as Ghost presses you impossibly closer to König.

"I- c..can't ple-" you can barely get a full sentance out, to far into the throws of pleasures, "Ja, you can and you will" König grits out, his hips slam into Ghosts' gloved hand that found it's way back to you slit. When did that happen? Thieir tatics effectivly pushing you closer to the edge.

"N-No.. it-" Your orgasms barrels through you without warning, catching you off gaurd, cutting you off as you scream from the intensity of it. The last of your strengh gives out, bringing along the last of your cognitive thoughts with it, leaving you limp and twitching. Both alphas growl, deep grunts as they cum a few moments later, deep inside you, mindlessly fucking it deeper into you to make sure it takes.

Feeling like you're floating as they let you go, gently placing you down back on the ground as they pull out, König keeps you against his torso to prevent you from collapsing, Ghost fetches your discared clothes and helps you get re-dressed, telling you how much their going to pamper you once you get home. König gently picks you up, the feels of sweat anf drying cum is making you uncomfortable, but promises of a warm bubble bath is enough to calm you. He keeps giving sweet words in austrian as you feel your sense return. Ghost leaves back to the main gathering to gather any left behind belongings, not really caring about announcing their leave.

Drifting in and out of sleep, you can faintly hear a few words the British alpha is saying, the awkardness and strained responses from everyone there. They all replied in quick words, all very eagar for the three of you leave. Your cheeks burn red after you hear a well know scottish accent say 'not to wear the bonnie to thin'. Burying yourself back into König again at the realisation as your brain connects the dots. They heard, everyone at the party heard everything.

[biganncookie19]

a cold day off pt1

König x reader

könig x reader

summary: new guy shows up to the base and warms up reader dring his stay. one thing lead to a another.

a/n: this is my first fanfic so not sure how good its. hope you injoy this big guy like a do, i may do a part 2 

warnings: slow burn, fluff, agissty, i dont know am doing 

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 the last couple of days have been quite in the med bay, mostly being marked up to task force 141 being grounded for the next 2 weeks. Something about the last mission was a buss and ended up with soap having a gunshot to the leg and Gaz’s arm with some burns. most of the day I’ve spend reorganizing the office and taking count of stock, taking note that am low on disinfect, ointment and rapping gaze. Deciding to find the captain and ask about when the next supply drop, making my way thought the cold building. “Who idea was to pick the middle of England during the fucking winter for a dame base” I mumble to myself. Not even with baggy cargo pants and hoodie I can still feel the cold nipping at my fingers.

Turing in to the makeshift dining room to Find Captain price with ghost and Gaz looking over the table that was covered in folders and lose papers talking about the next steps for the mission. “captain I got a question for ya” saying while walking over to the table, “whatcha need doc” he grumbled his eyes never leaving the paper in his hand.  “ I wanted to know when the next supply drop was going to come in, the med bays running low on materials”. Gaz passing me a paper while saying “it going to be coming in sooner by tonight, do you want one of us to help you load up the truck ?”.Captain Price picks his head up to say “that won't be needed, i called for more arms support The new guy should be coming on the plane. You don't mind picking him do you y/n?’.

“As long as he helps load up the trunk than ya i don’t mind, less time in the cold for me” shrugging my shoulders putting the paper back on the table.

 “Also how’s soap doing haven't seen him around base”

 Ghost replies first “he been in bed all day, came down with a small cold”

 “ ah, tell him to get his butt out of bed and to see me in the med bay when I get back to check over him,” saying while walking over to the coffee pot to pour myself a cup for the night. “ Who's the new guy anyway?”.

 Captain Price leans back in his chair to say “he is an insertion specialist with a private military company apparently he is more on the shy side, so try not to scare him off’ y/n”.  Finishing Stirring sweetener into my cup “was hoping for another lady but he shall do” taking a sip out of the cup, also hoping there is some milk on the plane.

 It is around 7am when I got to the airport and had to wait in the truck until it was safe to park the truck close to the plane to load it up. Rubbing my hands together to warm them up I really should have bought another jacket, so I don’t freeze my ass off even with the heater all the way up it only helps a little. Seeing one of the runway men give all clear to go in, staring up the car to back it up. Whence lined up to the plane putting the truck in park and jumping out of the truck to see the new guy and the supplies. One the pilots comes up to me with a click board in hand “this is for you to sign also the new guy should be out in a little bit” signing the paper and handing it back to him. “There no rush, let start loading the truck I am pretty sure no one wants to be out here longer than they need to”. Walking over to the back of the truck to drop the tailgate and help load, turning around to only to see a massive man walk down the ramp. He's wearing some kind of hood covering all of his face, kind of like ghost but only taller and skinnier. I hold my hand out for him to shake “ the name’s y/n am the medic for the team you can put your bag in the front of the truck and can you give me a hand moving the boxes?” He takes my hand engulfing it with his, giving it a small shake nodding his head but never meeting my eyes.

 After putting his bag in the truck, he starts helping me move the boxes picking them up like it’s nothing and without losing breath. To say it didn't make me blush a little bit would be an understatement, but what really caught my eye was his surprisingly   small waist! The members of 141 are more on the big side having to be well built with muscle and some fat, and I thought ghost had the small waist. Leaning back after the both of us finish with the boxes, now that i can get a better look at the new guy he’s very tall for sure maybe around 6’10 but kind of looks goofy with the big puffy jacket.

 “ I take it you're not used to the cold?” I say trying to at least make the car ride back not awkward.

 “ n-n-no ma'am I don't take well to this k-kind of weather” he spurs out  

 “Same here, let’s get going. I have the heater on inside” quickly turning around to get inside the trunk. Oh god. His voice is not at all what I expected, hitting right in the soft spot with his dorkie high voice. Come on y/n, you can handle this there is no reason a man with a dorkie voice, tall and strong should be leaving you blushing like a high school girl. Just drive back to base and you’ll be fine. Ones’ were both in the truck I rub my hands together trying to warm them up before driving, I can feel someone’s eyes burning into the side of my head. “ so mm i don't think i got your name?” turning to catch his eyes.

 “i-it’s König ma’am” even with the mask i can see that he has soft doe eyes that are covered in some kind of black eyeshadow. Taking a quick glance down to his hands, he is playing with his slender fingers.

 “Yeah, there no need for formalities am just the doctor” i try to wave off seeing if that would make him any less nervous

 “O-oh i'm-sorry” his voice cracks a bit and his eyes snap to his fingers and sinking back into the seat, it looks like he's trying to make himself smaller.  Dag it y/n now he looks like a sad jellyfish.

 The drive back to base was awkward but manageable. Turning off the truck and opening the door had the cold hitting right in my face like a wall. “Come on let's get inside before it gets colder” jumping off the truck and closing the door.

 “B-but what about the supplies?’’  König asked

 “We can get them tomorrow, come on big guy” I say while waving my hand to follow me inside. Basically, jogging to escape the harsh outdoors. Following me close behind with his bag in hand. Opening the door to get in, I guess I forgot to say watch your head cuz i heard a thunk behind me. quickly turning around to see König holding his head down grumbling in pain, without thinking my hands instantly went to check his head. “are you ok, am sorry i should have given you a heads up” Rambling out

 “N-n-no no no I should have been looking” he said looking up, realizing that I have his face in my hands and atop of his. Pulling my hands back, shoving them into my pockets, I spilled out “ w-we should go get you to the team” turning around to speed walk to the makeshift kitchen. At this point I’m pretty sure my face is all red, I just want to go hide in my office. Getting to the room I see captain price, ghost and gaz all still at the table, “sup, I got the new guy” i moved to the side to give König space to see the others. Captain Price was the first to get up to greet König “welcome to the team König, with your skills I am sure we can pull through the mission” he gave a smile to König. König hands caught my eye again , his free hand fingers were rubbing together hard.

  As the team started talking i Slipped out of the room, skedaddle back to my room since it’s closer. Closing the door behind me and leading on it, he’s only been here less than 3 hours and he’s already got me all flustered. Thinking back to when I had my hand on top of his, his hands were rough and warm. I wonder what his hands would feel like ar- .no no no put yourself together y/n he’s here to do his job not rail some chick he just met, his probably stressed out and nervous. Mumbling to myself, I’ve been stationed out here for a long time i haven't had any intimacy with another person i guess i just jump on whatever chance there is now.  

 Its whatever now, its late and i would like to sleep this off and get stuff done tomorrow. Looking around my room seeing clothes all over the floor and on the spare bed, i was lucky to score a room to myself. I wouldn't mind sharing a room with one of the guys but i like knowing my eyeshadow hasn’t been raided by ghost and the room doesn't smell. Changing out of my cargo pants into some short shorts, cuz for the life of me i cant sleep in any kind of pants. Taking off the hoodie to only leave the light long-sleeve. walking over to my bed ready  to throw myself into my mess of blankets

 A knock at the door catches my attention, opening the door i see gaz. “ yo price wants to see if its ok to have König in your room tonight?.i would have him in my room i would like if König doesnt get sick by soap”. “Auh yeah am fine with that just need to clean” i spill out, god my heart is racing right now why would i say yes. “Don't trip on your clothes” gaz said laughing as he walked away

 Panicking i shove some of the clothes under my bed, picking up the rest and shoving it into my drawers. Rushing to clear off the spare bed and cleaning it off. A another knock on the door, dag it dag it “ give me a minute” i shout out. I rush over to my desk to spray myself with a body spray,just in case.

Rushing over to open the door for König, seeing him stan there so unsure of himself makes my heart pater a little bit. “ sorry for the wait i had to clean up a bit, so sorry for the mess” i breathed out moving to the side for him to come in. he walks in and stands next to the spare bed putting his bag down  “ a-a-are you sure yo-your ok with me being here?” i waved him off. “ its fine König am use to men being around, plus you also need your sleep”

I move over my bed to mess with it and clear it off to sleep, i can hear König move around a bit than the bed creaking under his weight. As i was done messing with the bed i move on to my desk to organize it since am no where close to sleepy. As am walking over to the desk i see König siting on the bed taking off parts of his gear  but not his mask. I turn to him asking “ if you don't mind me asking König do you take off your mask or your like ghost who sleeps in it?” hes leaning on hes knees one of which is jumping, not looking at me

 “ i p-pefer to k-keep it on”

 “Ah gotcha, i don't mind it” he glazes up for a sec but not to my face, i blush a bit moving to my desk to do something. Before i walked away i took note on how hes wearing a tight long sleeve shirt that hangs to his frame. He dose look good tho

 After like 6 mins at being at my desk i get up to leave the room to give König some space, but as i was going to walk pass him he gets up right as am front of him. It feels likes like running in to a tree almost knocking me over. But before i could fall over i feel König slender hands land on my hips keeping me in place

“ a-a-am so sorry y-y/n i wasn't -l-looking, are you alright??” he sounded panicked

 Every part of me is red and hot at this point, realizing his hands are still on my hips. I push my self off “ i-it fine König it fine am just going to the bathroom” i say with my hands up leaving the room. Rushing to the bathroom I get in closing the door. Leaning over the sink “ get a hold of yourself y/n you cant fold this easily “I mumbled out. Looking down at my leg’s which are barely even covered, I move my hands to where  König had his placed. I can still feel his warmth and the pressure i smiled a bit. Oh god he must feel horribly i cant imagine how  bad his anxiety is right now.

 I calm myself down taking deep breaths and splashing my face with some icy water. I walk back to my room and open the door, soon as i go in König stans up and he starts talking fast fumbling over his words. No doubt  hes also flustered trying to apologize for bumping into me. I wave my hands “it fine really it was a accident your fine” i say trying to calm him down.

 “A-are you sure?”

 “Yes König”

 “O-ok” he says siting back down on the bed, oh this man is too cute

 “Oh! I almost forgot to give you a pillow and blanket” i turn around to grab some form my bed

 “  oh y-y/n you d-don't have to, you al-already done so must for me” he tries to protest

 “Nonesec König you said so yourself you don't do well in the cold” i bend over to pick up the bedding to give to him. As soon i turned around König head snap to the floor, pretty sure he was looking at my ass. cheeky man. I handed him my spare pillow and blanket “do you want another pillow?”

 Still not meeting my eyes he spits  out “your t-too kind this is f-fine thank you”  

 I gave him a nod i turned around to go to bed, as i climbed in i looked at König one last time. Now in the light I can see that there two faded red line’s coming down from König eyes holes. “König If you don’t mind can you turn off the light when you’re done, please. He’s head come up “yes well do”

I turned around and laid my head on my pillow.

oh

Let’s hope tomorrow  is a lot better

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My little meow meow 🤭

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Idk if ur doing requests if not then ignore but could I get a reader with thick thighs x köing

Please🥺

You got it stinker 😼

König could never get enough of your plush, thick thighs

He'd either rest his head on them, or between them, making himself a home there. He'd take every opportunity he could to squeeze them, kiss them and bite them, there wasn't a day that went by where they wasn't bite marks on your thighs

"mein gott..I love these thighs mein hase"

König grunted as he slipped his stupidly big cock between them, setting an almost inhumane pace. You couldn't help but whimper and tighten your thighs around him whenever his cock pressed against your clit in the most perfect, mind melting way

"k-könig.." you cry helplessly as you clench around nothing, you needed him to fill you up, as much as you loved him fucking your thighs, you wanted to feel the stretch of his fat cock splitting you open. Slamming against that gooey spot inside that made you cream around him

In a mixture of moans and grunts, you both came, his cum splattering across your stomach and chest as yours soaked his cock

"Rest liebing, I'm fucking that sweet hole next"

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Day Ten: Köing + Home Alone

Your Christmas party was an absolute hit. Dinner had gone to plan, and if that wasn't enough, you had even gotten to the white elephant this year before you managed to get your friends all sitting down and comfy on your oversized couch to watch a few movies before everyone had to leave and go back home.

The dinner you had prepped the night before had been rudely interrupted when Köing had decided he was tired of watching you cook over the hot stove, and he wrapped his large arms around your frame, dragging you far away from the kitchen. Far away and into your bed. Your legs tangled that night, and when you woke up, you realized how much work still needed to be done. Your collective friends had offered to bring drinks and food, to which you had agreed. Thankful that a few things would be already taken care of.

Köing wasn't afraid to show off that you were his. Regardless that all of your friends already had partners, he was at your side when the doorbell rang. A large hand cupped around your hip as you stood there with a smile on your face. Funny enough, almost all of Köing's coworkers had ended up with your friends. McTavish, Riley, and Price had all been invited to your Christmas get-together.

After dinner, everyone was fat on ham, turkey, and sugary sweetness. Your girlfriends all dragged their boyfriends to the living room. "I've got some wine if you girls want any." All their eyes lit up.

"Schatz, you can sit down and take a break," Köing said as he walked into the kitchen behind you. "I know. We have guests though, and I'd like to be a good host." You said, grabbing four glasses of wine. "Come on now." Köing tried. You just shook your head. Already tired, you could see the mountain of dishes in your sink.

You set the wine bottle on the coffee table and give your girlfriends their glasses. You nudge Köing and give him a look. "Oh, um… do you guys want a beer?" Köing offers to his co-workers. He's gone for not that long with four beers in hand. You're already stuffed under the blanket. Köing stuffs himself next to you.

3 movies and a whole bottle of wine later. Your girlfriends are all asleep clinging to their boyfriends. You grab the remote to choose another movie or shut the TV off. Price is the first to speak. "I best get her back home." I nod. "Let me just make a to-go container with food." Price tries to deny your gift but is interrupted by Köing. "She'll just keep pushin'." He says, Price nods.

This process repeats itself two more times. You shuffle off to the kitchen, trying to get rid of most of the food since you know that Köing and you won't be able to finish it all yourself.

You finally manage to settle when all your guests have left with a large Tupperware container in their hands. Köing pulls you over to the couch, but when you try to get up, he pulls you back down. "Baby, I need to do the dishes." He just hums at your words. He's agreeing, but he's not really paying attention.

He likes how you feel against him, how warm you are, how he can feel your heartbeat against his chest. How your breathing slows the longer the two of you lay there. After a few moments, you try once more. "Schatz, I'll do the dishes later on, or tomorrow." You giggle at his words. "What, you think I won't?" He asks with a grin as he combs through your hair with his fingers.

" I just know that it's bullshit." Köing gasps, faking being wounded by your words. "Come here." He demands, pushing you up further on his large frame. At this point, you are straddling his hips. You lay your head into the crook of his shoulder and neck.

"Give me a kiss, would ya?" Köing asks, his voice husky as it sends shivers down your spine. Tired or not, you'll always kiss him when he asks. You shake your head, being a bit of a brat just for kicks.

"Come on, Schatz, kiss your man since we are home alone now." You roll your eyes, "Like you care when people are around." You say before grabbing the side of his face and dragging him close to your lips. "You're right. I don't care. Now stop being a brat, and let me kiss you." Köing mutters as you get closer and closer to his lips.

He grows impatient at your slow pace and pulls you in the other way. Your lips are meant for each other, melded together the second they touch, as the more your lips are together, the more you sink into his warmth. Your breath hitches in your throat as you try to keep yourself together. In one fluid movement, Köing is lifting both of you up and off the couch. "Köing!" You shirked.

Completed on: 11/21/23

Posted on: 12/10/23

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Lime = ⚘️ Angst = 🥀 Yandere = 🍁

Imagines

I Choose... - Aonung 🌺

The Heat Cycle - Jake 🌹

Evil No More - Jake 🌹

Never Alone - Kiri 🌺

Too Late - Lo'ak 🥀

Wild Animal - Lo'ak 🌹

BFF To Lovers - Lo'ak 🌺🌹

Broken Girl - Miles 🥀🌹

Tied To The Bed - Miles 🌹

Unplanned - Miles 🌺

Run!!! - Neteyam 🌹

Jealous Boy - Neteyam 🌹

The Distraction - Spider 🌺

Demon Blood - Tsu'tey 🌹

Combos

Different Kind Of Lessons - Aonung, Rotxo 🌹

Commanding Officer - Ghost, Köing, miles 🌹

It Was An Accident - Jason Todd, Lo'ak 🌹

Pride And Joy - Jake, Neytiri 🥀🌺🌼

Something In Your Eyes - Jake, Neytiri 🌹

Lust Filled Beasts - Neteyam, Lo'ak 🌹

Second Glance - Tonowari, Ronal 🌺

One Room - Tedros, Jamie, Neteyam 🌹

Drabbles

To Many To Count - Jake 🌹

A Last Goodbye - Neteyam 🥀

Combo

Two Masters Now - Anakin skywalker & Jake 🌹

Oneshots

Is That So - Aonung ⚘️

Dilf Material - Jake 🌹

Eye To Eye - Jake 🥀🌺🌼

The Heat - Jake 🌹

(🍗) Thanksgiving Stuffing - Jake 🌹

Confession Time - Lo'ak 🌺

Only Us - Lo'ak 🥀🌺

Broken minded - Miles 🥀🌹

Tears Of Gold. Prt 2 - Neteyam 🥀

Never Be Ashamed - Neteyam 🌺

Bully As A Brother. Prt 2 - Neteyam 🥀🌺🌼

Spoiled Brat - Neteyam 🥀🌹

Our Love Is Pure - Neteyam 🥀🌺

A Distant Memory - Neteyam 🥀🌺

Back Off - Neteyam 🌹

Five Stages Of Feelings - Neteyam 🥀🌺

Beyond The Shadows - Norman 🌺

Hope - Trudy 🌺

Hidden Surprises - Tsu'tey 🌺

Injured - Tsu'tey 🥀🌺

Na'vi At Heart - Tsu'tey 🌹

Different - Tsu'tey 🌺

What Is This? - Tsutey ⚘️

Badly As My Heart Does - Tsutey 🌹

Intriguing - Tsu'tey 🌺

At Fault - Tsu'tey 🌺

Combos

Lesson learned - Aonung, Rotxo 🌹

Sun Bathing - Aonung, Rotxo, Lo'ak, Neteyam ⚘️

Parents Love - Jake, Neytiri 🥀🌼

Tied Down - Jake, Neytiri 🌺

Chained - Jake, Tonowari 🌹

Hard Stares - Jake, Neytiri, Tonowari, Ronal 🌺

My Our Plaything - Neteyam, Lo'ak 🌹

Temperamental - Neteyam, Aonung 🥀🌺

The Blurriness - Sully Family 🌼🥀🌺

Connection. Prt 2 - Tonowari, Ronal 🌺

Series

Fucking The Nerd - Lo'ak, Neteyam, Aonung, Rotxo 🌹🥀

Modern Day

Aonung x Crush Reader 🌺

Jake x Fan Reader 🌹

Lo'ak x Ex Reader 🌺

Neteyam x Girlfriend Reader 🥀🌺

Spider x Dog Lover Reader 🌺

Tonowari x Student Reader 🌹

Medievel/Fantasy

Knight Jake x Princess Reader 🌺

Worshipper Neteyam x Goddess Reader 🌺

God Neteyam x Offering Reader 🌹

Omegaverse

Unclaimed Omega - Alpha Neteyam x Omega Reader 🍁

I thought- - Alpha Neteyam x Omega Reader 🥀

Crossovers

Stuffed - Anakin Skywalker & Jake 🌹

Unknown Planet - Cal Kestis & Neteyam 🌺🥀

A Bit Feral - Ethan Landry & Spider Socorro 🌹

When Stars Aligned - Stark Reader x Neteyam 🌺

A Gift From The Stars - Togruta Reader x Jake 🌺

Preferences

Alleyway Sex - Jake, Miles, Lyle, Neteyam, Aonung, Spider, Lo'ak 🌹

Breeding Kink - Jake, Tsu'tey, Miles, Neteyam, Aonung, Lo'ak 🌹

Childhood Room - Lo'ak, Spider, Aonung 🌹

Locker Room - Jake, Tsu'tey, Neteyam, Lo'ak, Aonung, Rotxo 🌹

Shower Sex - Tonowari, Tsu'tey, Aonung, Jake, Lo'ak 🌹

They Wake You Up By Eating You Out - Jake, Miles Tonowari, Neteyam, Lo'ak, Aonung, Spider 🌹

NSFW and SFW alphabet

NSFW - Jake Sully

SFW - Norman Spellman

NSFW - Spider Socorro

NSFW - Tsu'tey

Combos

SFW - Lo'ak, Tsireya

Headcannons

How He Asked You Out - Lo'ak, Neteyam, Jake

Yandere vibes - Aonung, Rotxo, Tsireya, Kiri, Lo'ak

Yandere Vibes 2 - Spider, Neteyam, Miles Jake, Tonowari

Their Kinks, Turn Ons/Offs - Tsu'tey, Tonowari, Jake

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