#könig

[ave661]

[konigsblog]

size kink with könig.

tw/cw: reader described as petite, size difference, suze kink, perv!könig, blowjob, masturbation, smut. MDNI 18+

it shouldn't be a surprise to anyone that könig has a size kink.

he enjoys manhandling a little thing like you into various different positions, tying you up with rope and taking pictures of your gorgeous body, before splitting you open, you slick folds coated in your own pearly arousal.

könig takes pride in fucking you wherever and whenever he pleases. he won't hesitate to bend you over, to spank your tight rear teasingly, and have you his way. he'll push you against the wall, rutting into your tight pussy ‘til it's swollen and sore, with your eyes glistening at the burning stretch inside of your tight warmth.

könig pleads with you to allow him to record while you're sucking him off. his breathing is laborious and heavy, with his chest rising and falling uncontrollably. his lengthy cock weeps, watching you struggle to fit him in your mouth, his girthy dick twitching in your soft hands. it's not a surprise that most struggle to suck him off considering the sheer size of him—how girthy and lengthy he is.

you look cockdrunk, barely unable to keep your eyelids open with your eyes glistening, tears running down your cheeks and making a humiliating mess of yourself. :(

[vanillaberrychills]

Fat cock come out from hiding pls😔

just for you, a little drabble 🤔

cw: toxic relationships, fem reader! x obsessive! pervert! konig, naked bodies, sexual intercourse, mentions of spanking // not proofread

So, your man was a little fucking crazy, the type to hold a knife at you and beg for you to fucking marry him. But you were (regretfully) in love. Every aspect of König's being was fucking insatiable. He made you cry from heartbreak, joy, pure fucking ecstasy while he rammed that fat fucking cock in your deliciously wet cunt.

You didn't deserve his rough hands wrapped around that pretty little throat while he fucked you from behind, faced toward the mirror. Made a point of forcing you to keep eye contact while you cried and gasped to cum, mewling like his very own little cum slut. Which, let's be honest, you were. You were his filthy little secret he could cry into the breasts of. Let him cum in you because he's sooo sad and sooo horny. And you felt bad, his job was hard, hard enough where he couldn't help but come home in blood, even if it meant scaring you. No chance he actually enjoyed seeing your fearful expression while he tainted your "pure hands" with his blood tainted one.

Sure, he was a filthy fucking pervert, can still freshly recall the many, many times you've seen him huffing your panties, fisting his throbbing cock against it while his cock dripped sticky precum right through the threads. Such a shameless, filthy fucking bastard. Looking up at you, groaning out some words, "Look schatz. Look what you did? Why don't you get on your knees and fix it? Make daddy feel good."

And you would. Never were a smart lass, especially with König, who knew at least 300 different ways to fuck you stupid. So insecure and jealous, of literally any other person showing interest in you. Promised he'd kill everyone who ever posed a threat to your love while he was balls deep in your womb. Did you hear? Of course not! Not with the sounds of his balls slapping against your ass with each asynchronous thrust.

You really should break up with him, find someone better, gentler, sweeter. Though, when it came down to it, he was that guy. Bought you teddy bears when he fucked you too rough, chocolates for every bruise and bite mark he left on you. Scratching that point behind his ears and grumbling about how he "couldn't control himself around you".

He's a feral fucking monster, a nightmare of a man..but he's yours. Pays the bills, keeps you fed, sometimes even makes you feel safe. So what's the harm in a bat shit crazy bastard of a husband? Especially when he pops a fat rock of a ring. Those baby blues accentuated by the narrowing of his pupils. Had you right where he wanted you, didn't he?

[feralgoblinqueen]

*Task Force 141 meeting with KorTac for a joint operation. Price and König going over the plan.*

Soap: *whispering* How tall do ya think the big guy is?

Gaz: At least 200cm, man’s a mountain.

Soap: Surely not, he can’t be that much…. Y/N where are you going?

Y/N: Meeting’s over, I’m going to climb that mountain 😏

[karochesss]

I MEAN—

[yawnderu]

Hello! New to your blog, Can I request a König x Bimbo!Reader?

König is... something else entirely when it comes to dating a bimbo!reader. There's something extremely amusing at seeing the behemoth of a man with a pretty little thing clinging to his lean arm, your perfect body clad in pink, revealing clothes that leave little to nothing to the imagination, shamelessly making König be a living definition of “my girl can wear whatever she wants, I can fight”.

To say that he's obsessed with you wouldn't be exactly accurate. König is more than obsessed— he would cling to you like a tick and infect you with his love if he could, yet he instead shows off his feelings with expensive presents. Lingerie, dresses, heels, makeup, skincare... you name it. He makes good money and has been saving up since he was a scrawny seventeen-year-old in the military— and what's the point of having so much money if not by spending it on his lovely, pretty girlfriend?

“Shh, quiet.” König's calm whisper goes in one ear and out the other, unable to hide the small, muffled whimpers leaving your lips as his rough hands sneak past your thighs, grabbing a handful of the fat on your ass and squeezing it harshly— not enough to hurt you, but enough for you to feel the callouses on his hands digging into your soft skin, his hard, clothed cock rubbing between your plump cheeks, the thin curtain on the changing room barely managing to hide what's going on inside.

“Please, baby...?” Your soft whimper only makes his cock throb, blue eyes watching your reflection on the mirror— hair slightly messy, your glossy lips leaving faint marks of pink on the finger you're biting to prevent the moans from escaping, and the tiny beads of sweat starting to build on your forehead.

Despite how much the pleading look you shoot him stirs something within him, he hesitantly lets go of your ass, adjusting himself on his pants to try and hide the boner he got just from groping you in less than a minute. Of course, little to nothing could hide the 22 centimeters of veiny, leaking cock, planting a soft kiss on the back of your neck before leaving the changing room.

You stare back at your reflection for a few seconds, looking to calm your fast-beating heart before you start to retouch your makeup, knowing you'll get rewarded back at home— or in the car, judging by the dilated pupils meeting your gaze the moment you come out of the changing room.

[graphicpepsi]

desperate (nsfw, mdni)

OR: what happens when König returns from 6 months of deployment

Opening the door to your massive boyfriend felt surreal. There he is, standing in 25 pounds of gear like it's nothing, staring at you through traumatized yet stoic eyes.

He wraps his arms around you before he even gets in the door. His strong arms place themselves on your body like they'd never left; a hand on your back, the other on the back of your neck, softly pressing your head into his shoulder.

You inhale him, shamelessly, smelling metallic blood and sweat, musk and shampoo, him.

Neither of you are inclined to pull away completely, but enough to allow room for a long awaited kiss. König tugs his mask up to reveal his lips and kisses you harshly, your teeth clashing with a delicate force.

It had been months since you and König had touched each other. Months of letters, clandestine polaroids and whispery moans over private pay phones on the rare occasion he was free.

But now he was here, and alive, and god, if he left you now you think you'd die. A kind of electricity pulses in your fingertips, dancing along every piece of him you can find.

You pull him through the door with a rough tug of his vest, and you know he's only letting you control him because fuck he's strong.

The door slams shut behind you and almost immediately he's pressed you against the wall, his grip on your waist firm with intent. Reluctantly, he parts from you momentarily to remove the more dangerous parts of his gear that could hurt you. It was only a few seconds but it felt like an hour for you.

Your whole body is hot, overwhelmed with so many feelings both physical and emotional. You're overstimulated by him in the most beautiful, intoxicating way.

His hands are back on you and your chest is about to explode into a million tiny pieces.

"I love you so much," You whisper absent-mindedly into his neck as he kisses down yours. Your voice cut through the silence but neither of you minded, and neither of you seemed to be bothered by the wordless touching, breathing and feeling of the other. He grunts into your neck, and god that's hot.

König's hand delves into your shorts, his other gripping your thigh firmly. His hand ghosts over your pussy and you whine, shutting your eyes and leaning your head against the wall in anticipation. It's all too much. It's too much but it's what you need.

He doesn't make you wait. Doesn't tease you, edge you, make you beg for it; it's been months already. You both know he'll have you crying in frustration and desperation in a matter of hours, pussy dripping with slick and spit running down your neck, mewling with the pleasure of being denied by him- but that's not what tonight is.

Tonight is for you and him to feel each other, to find each other again. Because god knows it's been too long since his hands have been on you.

His fingers press into you, softly at first but rougher as he realizes how wet you are, how your body seems to melt and conform underneath him.

"Fuck, Köni," You whisper, hands flying up to grab at the back of his neck. He hoists one of your legs over his arm, giving him better access to your pussy. He has 3 fingers in you now, curling them and fucking them into you roughly, eyes staring at you frighteningly lovingly behind his mask.

He loves seeing you like this. He's missed it. He can't hear the noises you make in a polaroid.

"König, Kö- I'm gonna-" You can't even form words when he hits that spot in you. His rough fingers fuck into you relentlessly and you come for the first time, legs vibrating around him. You're completely relying on him to support you but you know he can.

Your head falls onto his shoulder, mouth panting as it presses sloppy kisses to the collar of his uniform. You haven't came like that in months and he hasn't even fucked you proper yet.

He lets you come down from your orgasm, looking into your eyes fearlessly.

In a matter of seconds he picks you up and carries you to your shared bedroom, laying you on the bed like you're made of silk. He cares so much about you it makes you want to cry.

You're about to take your shirt off when he stops you.

"I want to," He says plainly, pulling his mask and shirt off in one movement.

You could worship him like this easily. You haven't seen that lovely, handsome face in so long- god, you can name every scar on it, every crease-

His shirtless figure towers over you and it only makes you even more wet. The curve of his giant shoulders, his chest, the soft abs that litter his core-

You don't realize you're staring until he snaps his fingers, a playful smirk on his face. (God you've missed that smirk."

He strips down to his boxers and you can tell he's rock hard. His dick slaps against his stomach with every movement and you want to touch it so bad, wanna please him as he's pleased you.

His cold hands send shivers up your spine when they trace your waist to take your shirt off, and again when they unclip your bra. He tugs your shorts and underwear off and you're completely exposed in front of him.

Instinctively, you go to cover your pussy, but he grabs both of your wrists with one hand so fast he almost seems angry.

"None of that." He grunts, meeting your eyes. "Do you want this?"

"Yes, f'so long, Köni,"

"Sh, I know, me too. God, me too. I'll take care of you, love." He says, climbing on top of you and kissing your bare skin sloppily. Your skin is so fucking hot, you don't want his cool mouth to ever leave it.

He thrusts a finger into you, then two, but quickly realizes your pussy is practically begging him to shove his dick into you. You could be embarrassed over how wet you are, how much you're pulsing for him.

He throws your legs over his shoulders and positions himself so that his forearms rest on either side of your head, your noses so close they could touch.

And then he starts to enter you, all 8" of him.

"Fuck- shit, König, so big-"

"So fucking tight, schatz-"

He thrusts into you roughly, mercilessly, fucking you deep into the mattress and studying your eyes as he does so. Your hands grab at his back, clawing at it to the point where you're sure you're leaving marks. But you can't help it, and he wants you to mark him.

All you can think about is his dick, and how his skin feels on yours, how his breath feels on your face, how his grunts sound in your ear.

Fuck you've missed this dick. Stretches you out so good, hits you so deep, so rough and thick.

He's fucking you so good, and when he reaches a hand down to slap and play with your clit you know you're gone.

"König, Kö I'm gonna-"

"Come, love. Come on my dick."

You come with a shudder, and for a second you think you've gone to heaven with the way your body feels. Warm static fills your entire body.

Moments later he comes as well, pulling out at the last second to spill his come all over your tits and stomach.

He collapses on the bed next to you, pulling your shaking body onto his. He'll clean you both up in a matter of minutes, but he doesn't want to leave you just yet, too obsessed with the way your small body feels on his. Too caught up watching your bare chest breathe sporadically, trying to catch your breath.

God, you've missed this.

A/N: This is my first time posting on here I'm an ao3 veteran but I loveeee this man so much like fr wanna blend him up & drink him like a smoothie. If u like my writing that's super cool and i'll take ideas or wtv from y'all for sure. Hope you enjoyed :)

[latenightdaydreams]

Dom König Head Canons

MDNI🔞

Sub König here!

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Dom König

Soft dom

Loves a bratty sub

Will talk through consent agreements and safe words before kink play

Wants to be called “sir” or even his rank

Likes for you to wear some type of animal ears; cat, cow, dog, etc…

A collar around your neck with a little engraved tag

“Property of König”

Makes you crawl to him

Bow down and kiss and lick his shoes as his blue eyes watch you carefully

Loves to see you kiss and suck his cock through the fabric of his pants

Your saliva soaking into the fabric where he can start to feel it on his cock

He just wants to see how desperate you are for him

 Likes to make you beg for his cock

Slaps your face with his cock

“Pout,” he says as he slaps himself on your puffy lips.

Will cock warm in your throat

Keeping you on your knees in front of him he slowly lowers your head on his cock

Your hands tied behind you back so he gets to set the pace

Gagging as he finally pushes your nose to nuzzle into his blonde pubes

Keeps you there until he cums down your throat, and he expects you to swallow like a good little sub

He doesn’t like to punish you, but he will, especially if you’re a bratty sub

Will bend you over his lap and spank your ass while making you say thank you after ever hit

Same for breast

He will stand you in front of him and smack your breast until they’re red and sore

“Will you behave now?”

“Yes Sir.”

*Slap* “I didn’t hear you Maus, louder for me.”

“YES SIR!”

One thing he learned in the military was how to tie a good knot…

Will turn you into his little rope bunny

Just admiring the way your body looks tied up with red rope

Your breast changing color from the tight ropes making his cock ache

Will use a cattle prod on your ass if you’re bent over

He loves to see you jump with every shock

Never over does it, he doesn’t want to hurt you

When fucking you aren’t allowed to cum without permission

You have to beg for your release

“Does baby want to cum?”

“Yes Sir…please.”

“Please what?”

“Please let me cum.”

“No.”

Edging king

Also, after care king

Will kiss you all over and tell you how amazing you were

Makes sure you’re okay and he didn’t take things too far

Cleans you up himself, always making sure you have comfortable pajamas to change into

Snuggles you on the bed and praises you some more

He will always have your favorite snack on hand and ready to watch your favorite show

Buys gifts to let you know how thankful he is that you give him your trust and allow him the pleasure of being your dom

[konigsmaus]

༄ COD men with a pink bow on their bicep

Ghost

Would say things like "look what you did to me. put a pretty bow on my arm like that. pink suits me. i know it does"

Won't flex his arm but will squeeze your face in between his bicep and forearm just to hear you giggle

Will cover it with something but will wear it the whole day without anyone knowing

König

Would call it cockquette coquette as you do

Will flex his arm but not too hard cause he knows he's big and it may rip apart

But he's just so happy and smiley under his mask

Will dare you to put one around his fat cock

"come on, liebling (darling). put a pretty pink bow around my cock so it'll be coquette when I'll fuck you."

You'd be blushing but nodding nonetheless

[kghostly]

i love his back 😖

[smallerthan3]

GUYS??? I DREW THIS????? WHAT????

hier kommt die sonne

[konigsblog]

könig's breeding kink. 🍼

könig can't deny the craving he has for a family with you. he wants to see you big and swollen with his babies, committed to him.

könig struggles to pull out, not because he's distracted and not focusing on where his hot, potent cum will be going and the consequences of unprotected sex, it's the opposite in fact. it's all he can think about, his eyelids heavy with delirium and eyes rolled back, desperate to force his creamy stickiness inside of your puffy pussy, pleading with you shamefully.

he'll go badshit crazy when you wear something skimpy or revealing, like a sundress, for example. his breathing is laborious and uncontrollable, his cheeks flushed a rosy pink, and his hung cock begins to swell with arousal weeping orbs of his milky cum. easy access, why don't you go for a quickie, mäusi?

whenever könig sees how motherly you are around other children, he can't keep his eyes off of you, his heart slamming against his chest, against his sternum at the sight of you holding your friend's newborn baby. he could cry, and he definitely would if he was in the comfort of your arms, but he holds himself back, the baby calm and relaxed at your sweet touch.

although once you finally agree, there's no keeping any form of clothing on your figure, engel. he has to make sure he's inside you nearly 24/7, insisting you must do as he pleases.

[barelyprincess]

Boxer!könig who'll push away his experience as a boxer just to be with you. He'll forget about his knowledge in fighting and will hug you tight to his chest, his huge biceps and broad shoulder covering you completely.

He will turn into a big baby, hungry for attention and affection :))

[thevirginslvt]

dw guys he just tripped

[ghouljams]

Professor AU Side Stories

What Are We Studying?

Gaz

Baby Bug

Soap

Moon and Love In Every Lifetime Married Inevitable

König

The ROTC Dickhead His Liebling

Price

Joint Lecture Lunch Break

[callsignkatzchen]

I tried…