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hiii my back is killing me but horny for simon NEVER stops!!! afab but gender neutral reader, consentual somnophilia, simon eats u out whilst u sleep bc he wants u that bad, simon cums in his pants from eating u out

Ghost was always there for you. 

He lived up to his namesake in that regard, always spotted in the corner of your eyesite, most of the time gone by the time moved to greet him, or ask what he was up to during some rather strange times you caught him watching. 

He protected you, kept an eye on you best he could, wanted to keep you safe.

He knew you didn't need it, knew as a fellow member of 141 that you could easily protect yourself, he trusted you more than he trusted himself sometimes, but you two were close. Not in the same way the rest of 141 was, despite how strong your relationship was with them, it was different with Ghost. It was more.

Whilst neither of you outright defined your relationship, never had the time to go on proper dates or spend as much time together as you wanted, it was obvious to everyone, including yourselves, that you loved each other more than life itself. The situations you both often found yourselves in caused your relationship to blossom much quicker than would be considered usual, but nothing about your relationship was usual. 

Long nights of watch often lead to keeping each other company as you cleaned your weapons, sitting together in a comfortable silence and just existing together. To him, it was the little things about you that he craved, the happiness in stolen moments together, even in the worst of situations. It was comfortable with you, even after days of fighting, after having to shield every emotion behind getting the job done efficiently, prioritising anything but yourselves. 

It was these times spent together that led to Simon longing for you when apart, the silence away from you almost unbearable. It was the same as it always was, even when you were there the silence was the same, but to him it was a stark difference. Your missing presence was notable, it left him on edge and more snappy than his normal, usually friendly jabs. Fingers twitching often like he wanted to hold something, wanted to reach out and grab.

It was this pining, the want in his chest that lasted the entire mission, that led him to your room, quickened steps uncaring of the time of night, of the fact anyone of sound might would be asleep right now. Not Simon, however, not when he spent the last weeks aching to touch you, the time alone on watch usually spent by your side instead spent humping his fist, nothing being enough without your touch, your voice right beside his ear.

The way he slammed your door open he was surprised you didn't wake up immediately, the desperation causing him to use a little too much force, if the walls weren't as sturdy as they were, he was sure the door handle would have left a sizable indent in the wall behind. He just couldn't help himself, not when you were finally in his reach, finally before him, finally able to feel you again, properly. 

The scent of you, your room full of everything you, was enough to make Simon shiver, hands almost shaking as he removed the blanket from your sleeping form and grabbed your hips, dropping to his knees and pulling you towards him. He knew you were okay with this, heard your voice telling him to just take you whenever, you really wouldn't mind, not when it's him, not when you've missed him just as much as he's missed you. Any touch from him is a blessing, waking up to him is an honour. 

He made quick work of your shorts, your underwear alongside them, almost groaning when he could finally see all of you, finally see the hole he'd been desperate to fuck the entire time he was away from you. His hand never compared to being buried deep inside of you, how tight you were, how you would whine his name and beg for more. Shoving the mask off of his face, the balaclava up above his nose, he spread you apart with his thumbs and let a low hum at the sight, how absolutely delicious you looked. 

He missed this. Missed seeing so needy for him, even unconsciously, he loved knowing that you needed him as much as he felt like he needed you.

It was easy for him to lean down, press a soft kiss against your clit, before absolutely devouring you. 

It was your own loud, depraved whine that woke you up, your thighs tensing around Simon's head and hand immediately going to push him away. 

"Don't," Simon all but growled at your attempt, flattening his tongue to lick from hole to clit. His voice was so deep, so gravelly, you couldn't help the whine that escaped. 

You went slack against the bed, the hand in the top of his mask only tightening, no longer pushing him away but pulling him against you, thighs tense on either side of his head. 

"Sweet thing," Simon's voice was low, a quiet whimper. "Sorry for wakin' you, just needed your cunt too badly." 

"It's- okay!" Your voice was all whines at this point, high pitched and needy. Even when trying to reassure him, he didn't pause for even a minute. Even when you were trying to tell him you didn't mind, that he could spit in your mouth and use you so that he gets off, you wouldn't care at all, so long as he feels good.

Sleep still clouded your mind, still covered your thoughts in a blanket of grogginess, but the pleasure Simon gave you was red-hot, almost blinding. It was hard to even think when he was this close, this determined to bring you to the peak of your pleasure over and over, as much as his energy drained body would allow. 

"Simon," You whined, and you could feel him grin against you, could feel the low groan he let out at you simply moaning his name at his actions. He really was pent up, if just your voice and taste was getting to him that much, and he thanked whatever God was out there that you were too tired to focus on anything, you weren't able to see how he was humping the air. 

"S'okay, love, just stay still, yeah?" Voice slightly muffled, unable to pull away even to respond. "I'll take good care of you…" 

He touched you, ate you, like a man starved. And he was. He missed your taste so much, missed feeling you tremble on his tongue. He would happily spend hours between your thighs, devouring you whole.

"Needy cunt just wanted attention, who am I to deny my sweet little thing?" 

Suckling your clit into his mouth, it wasn't hard for him to move his fingers to your hole, for him to press inside, very little resistance as a result of his tongue and how much your pussy was practically drooling against him. 

Your hands were tight in his hair, the balaclava pushed off due to your grip, your desperation to touch him, your Simon, not any mask or material.

"S'too much, please-!" 

"You can take it," He muttered against you, eyes lidded and watching, tone almost stern. "You're always so good for me, always so sweet… you can take anything I give you, pretty thing." 

His lips and tongue on your clit, fingers pressed deep inside, the fact he was finally here, in your bed like you dreamed of him being, was all so overwhelming. It didn't take long for you to reach your peak, not when you've been waiting for this since the moment he left, been waiting for his touch since the last time you felt it.

The hands in his hair tightened, your voice raising an octave as you moaned his name, and if Simon wasn't as strong as you knew he was, you would be worried at how tightly your thighs were around his head. You knew he didn't care, knew he welcomed anything that meant you were as close as possible, loved when rode his face and used him for your own pleasure, as you were doing now, bucking against him and holding him close.

The groan he let's out is low, needy, and if you weren't as overwhelmed as you were, completely out of it with white hot pleasure, you would have teased him for how much it sounded like a whine.

It quickly became too much, hand still holding his hair tight moving to push him away, move him away from your incredibly sensitive cunt. 

The grin he gave you was devilish, devious as he moved up from his knees to kiss you, to press his lips against yours and consume you whole, based on how desperate he seemed. 

"Simon," You muttered into the kiss, breathing slowly and heavily. You had missed him so much, missed feeling him against you, it was such a blessing to have him back. 

"Gimme a minute," Your voice was low as you pulled away, moving to instead trail kisses down his cheek, his jaw. "You can do whatever you want to me."

"No need," he spoke quietly, slowly, like he was ashamed. You would be worried if it wasn't for the flush on his cheeks, the way he narrowly avoided your eyes and refused to look at you. "I'm uh... I'm good." 

Simon, the insatiable man that he was, refusing something like this? You moved one hand to hold his jaw, pulling back with narrowed eyes. He still refused to look at you, and when he moved his hips away, you realised what happened.

Simon came in his pants from eating you out.

The grin that spread across your face was quick, bright, and it only made the flush on his face worse. 

"Simon!" You whispered, grin bright and tone full of fake shock, "Really?"

"Don't," He groaned against you, hiding his face in your shoulders. "Seriously. Don't you dare. Fuckin' embarrassing."

You quickly moved to press another kiss on his lips, full of love and utter adoration. You knew what he was like, knew how easily he could turn against himself, feel bad about the smallest of things that didn't truly matter. It was easy for him to put walls back up, to pull away and retreat back into himself, and you wouldn't let that happen. 

"You're so fucking hot," You muttered into the kiss, gently biting into his lower lip. "Jesus, Simon, really? God, I can't believe you're this hot,"

The low noise he let into the kiss made everything worth it. The time away, the time spent missing him, it didn't matter when he was here, finally. 

Simon was home, back with you, where he belonged.

any fic recommendation of simon x f!reader where f!reader doesn’t trusts men easily, like a fereal cat? but not a brat, just angry and kinda jumpy all the time? and she meets simon? but she’s not very trusting bcs ykw he’s a man but then slowly she opens up? idk i may be projecting but in almost all fics reader is super open and i’m like- don’t give out ur trust too easily!

does anybody have any fic rec for simon “ghost” riley x “tomboy” reader? (idk if tomboy is the right or appropriate term, i apologize) where reader is afab and etc but she’s like masculine? kinda looks like a boy and not very feminine, but yk she still tries to look feminine? and she has like short hair? (totally not projecting😅)

ps: also maybe where reader is short (i’m sorry)🥲😭

Literally, when I'm writing and instead of being horny I have such a serious face that it seems like I'm working on something really serious.

"dick" "pathetic" "moan" "pussy" "desperate" "wet" "needy" "cock"

WHAT THEY WOULD SAY DURING SEX (COD +18)

* I have a soft spot for Keegan, im sorry

ENGLISH IS NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE

Ghost

“I know it's big”

“arch your back, just like that”

“Did you want this? Say it"

“Stick out your tongue or I won't give you anything”

“Such a whore, now you don't act like a brat in front of everyone anymore, huh?”

“Are you listening? open your fucking legs"

“Good girl, let everyone hear how much you love having my cock inside”

“An angel who wants to be fucked by me, how pathetic”

Soap

“Where’s my innocent girl?”

“Show me how much you want it”

“Fuck, you're so cute when you struggle to stay still”

"Use your words"

“Get on your fucking knees”

“You’re sucking it so good, baby, can you take it down your throat?"

“Do you want me to cum here? You want it? Do you want me to fill that pretty mouth?”

“You're all dirty, come here”

Price

“Look at you, always trying to flirt with the higher ranking ones”

“Lie down on my desk”

“You're so wet, did you need a spanking to make you behave?”

“Cum. Now."

“You're still so needy, even though I just fucked you”

“Look how much you came, you wet my uniform”

“Call me sir or I will have to punish you again”

“I fuck you harder, so you will show me some respect”

Gaz

“You belong to me, am I clear?”

“You acted like a brat, now you pay the consequences”

“You’re so pretty you are when you moan for me”

"I love you so much"

“You can give me another one, pretty girl”

“Be good for me, cum on my cock”

“Do you like it, sugar?”

“Don't lie, your wet pussy is begging for mercy”

Alejandro

“I knew you would be good while I was at work”

“Did you touch yourself?”

“You're so cute, keep begging me”

“This pussy is so good, mi amor”

“That’s it, legs around my face, just like that”

“Fuck, I had no idea you were so sensitive”

“Do you like my tongue?”

“Don't look at me like that or I won't stop eating your pussy”

Graves

“Keep riding me, don't you dare stop”

“Do you feel it? Do you feel how good my cock fills you?”

“You like being on top of me, don’t you?”

“I just said a word and you're already bouncing on my cock”

"What did you say? I can't understand with all those moans"

“Good, just like that”

“I told you not to tease me in front of Shadows”

“I know you were just being a brat because you want to get fucked.”

König

"Do not run away"

“God, you're so small I could break you”

"It's big? huh?”

“You can't even take my cock properly, look at you”

“Don't cry, I only put on the tip”

“You're so tight, I might go crazy”

“Stop moving, you have to take it all”

“I don't give a fuck if it doesn't fit, take my cock like a good whore”

* He tends to switch to speaking only in German when he loses control

Keegan

“My eyes are up here”

“You do what I say, if I want you to cum, you cum, whore”

“I noticed how you looked at those recruits, you wanted their dicks too, huh?“

“What's the matter, are you shy now?”

“Do you like being fucked like a whore? This is what you deserve."

"You do not talk anymore? You won't get anything if you don't tell me what you want."

“This is my girl, always greedy for my cum”

"You want to come? Then start counting”

—

pt 2

König is addicted to kissing your cervix

pairing: könig x afab!reader cw: p in v, unprotected s (wrap it before you tap it!), oral (reader receives), aftercare, google translated German

König is massive — no shocker: 6'10, built like a mountain, burly arms, meaty thighs, thick cock.

It made sense that he'd fill you up easily, albeit with a lot of struggle. It'd be a long and tedious process to make sure your cunt was stretched enough that it wouldn't tear from his sheer size.

His flat tongue lapping at your folds; deep growls making your clit throb and the sheets soak under you as your slick dripped down the curves of your ass. God — just from eating you out he makes you cum so hard to the point your knuckles would turn white from gripping the sheets and your vision blurred with hot white stars.

Your chest heaving — breaths short and erratic as König groaned against your slicked cunt.

"Relax, Schatz."

König's raspy voice made shivers crawl down your spine, whimpers spilling out your lips as he pulled away and his thick hands grabbed at the flush meat of your hips.

A gasp choked out your mouth when his broad hips forced your legs further apart, eyes rolling to the back of your head feeling his throbbing tip rub against your sensitive entrance, fluttering around nothing but the teasing roll of his hips.

"So needy, ja? Tell me how desperate you are for my cock, mein liebchen."

"Please... Please König—"

Your nails dug red crescents into könig's muscular shoulders, shuddering as he slid inside, feeling every inch of him fill you up and split you open. You groaned as his hips pressed flush against your ass, a deep growl forming from König's chest as he babbled slurred praises in broken german about how tight and warm you were.

The bed would creak from his sheer speed, a mix of groans and whines coming from the both of you as his cock kept slamming into your gummy cervix — your belly protruding from each thrust as you cried from the mix of pleasure and pain.

"Köni— König! Ah—"

Tears flowed down your face as a sheen of sweat covered your body, lips parted and drool leaking as lewd smacks and moans filled the air.

Each time his tip would kiss your cervix your hips would buck up, eyes squeezing shut for just a moment before König would growl at you to open your eyes.

"Don't shut your eyes mein schatz. Look at me — Look. At. Me."

He would say each word between a powerful thrust, one hand gripping your cheeks and forcing you to look directly at his hungry and desperate gaze.

His thrusts would grow sloppy and more desperate as he neared his climax, your knees bent next to your head as he grunted between each ruthless slam of his aching cock into your sopping wet cunt.

"Scheiße— Scheiße, du bist so gut... Ugh— so good liebchen."

Your thighs trembled, body growing sore and a swelling ache forming in your abdomen from the amount of times he's slammed his massive cock against your poor cervix. But you couldn't care about the bubbling pain at that moment — your mind to fried and hazy with the thought of his cock to care about the tingling pain growing in your belly.

After he slammed his hips one last time, pumping hot white ropes into your cunt and groaning seeing some of his seed spill out your twitching folds he'd gently pull out — voice soft and gentle as he peppered you in kisses.

He'd bring a damp cloth and wash you up properly all while whispering how good you did, his warm lips making your skin shiver as his other hand rubbed at your sensitive tummy that endured his merciless pounding.

"Feeling okay, schatz?"

"Yeah... but you have to stop kissing my cervix so much." You'd whine softly, earning a chuckle from König as he kissed you.

"I'll try, mein liebchen."

(spoiler: he doesn't)

「 Masterlist ❤︎ 」

Authors Note: thank you to my equally insane bestie for beta reading this also 🤭

Just a few people are needed for me to break under peer pressure, so here is part 2!

Part 1

This is my first time making a NSFW fanfic, if there are any content warnings I need to add please tell me!!!

NSFW / König x Reader / AFAB reader / 18+

After the initial shock of König surprising you for your birthday wore off, the two of you enjoyed a lovely dinner with some ordered-in sushi. Now, you’re huddled together on the couch he's sitting in the corner, legs spread, one arm draped over the backrest. You’ve nestled yourself into his side, tucked comfortably under his arm.

The movie you put on wasn’t all that interesting to you though König seemed into it. You stared up at his sniper hood, butterflies fluttering in your stomach.

You’d only seen him without his mask once and it hadn’t been a great experience. You were angry, accusing him of being unfair. He knew almost everything about you, yet you didn’t even know what his face looked like. You had ranted about how unsafe it felt, how dangerous it was for you, a woman, to be dating König, a man whose face was still unknown to you. But before you could go on, he pulled off his mask, silently. His eyes were closed, not squeezed shut in distress, just calm. You watched his chest rise and fall with shallow, rapid breaths. Then you fell silent. You studied his face: cropped blonde hair, soft stubble you had felt before, and a scar running from his bottom lip to his chin. The giant man trembled slightly. Guilt and shame washing over you. You stepped forward and gently took the hand still holding his hood. Then, slowly, you leaned up and kissed his cheek. “Sorry,” you murmured as you passed him. “You can put it back on.” And he did.

You’d never talked about that moment again, and thinking about it still made you cringe. So now, as you looked up at him, you imagined his face once more, feeling your cheeks flush. It was almost as if he could feel your gaze his eyes slowly drifted downward. “Something wrong?” He asked. You shook your head smiling softly. “I’m just… very grateful you’re here, and for the lovely surprise you gave me” you said softly. His eyes squinted hinting at a smile under the hood, but it slowly turned in a little sad frown “I had a present for you, but it’s still in my apartment” he confessed, you pulled yourself up “i can get it-” he continued. “No,” you interrupted him “are you crazy? Your apartment is an hour away. You’ve already done enough” you softly grabbed his hand his eyes squinted again. A smile.

“But maybe…” you mumbled, slowly moving your eyes down to look at your hand holding his “I might have another present in mind” you placed your free hand on his chest and slowly trailed it downward, slow enough that he could still stop you if he wanted to. The intemacy between you two had been incredible so far, only hands and mouths, and honestly, that had been more then enough, but König always seemed hesitant to go further, penetration still hadn’t happened. Not because he didn’t want to, he just didn’t want to hurt you. And after you’ve seen his length you understood. Still… you wanted all of him in all of you.

You could see the gears turning in his head, eyes slowly filling with desire. Your hand stopped at the edge of his cargo pants, you saw the size slowly creep up. A devious smile crept onto your face, eyes slowly trailed upward, locking with the Austrians man’s blue eyes. “Scheiße,” he said in a low chuckle “you’re dangerous” he huffed.

“Not interested?” You asked, raising your eyebrows with an exaggerated pout. “Nein… no…” he stammered. Even after having dated for a while, König was still a little shy. “It is your birthday afteral” he added. Your heart skipped a beat as you saw his eyes darkened, filling with desire, and something almost… dangerous. He leaned in, a shy giggle escaped your lips as he pulled his hood up just past his mouth, pressing his lips on yours. Your hands didn’t wait. Releasing his hand and using both of them to start loosening his belt- until he stopped you. Gently breaking the kiss. “It’s your special day,” he said, his tone almost commanding. “You are the priority.” The butterflies in your stomach went wild.

He closed the gap between you again, pressing his lips firmly on yours, pushing his tongue inside. Only stopping hastily for a quick breath before diving back into the kiss. His hand trailed under your shirt as you felt your nipples getting harder without much effort. One hand stopped on one of your breasts as the other curled over your back pulling you in. He took your nipple between his finger slowly rolling it between them. As you pulled away from the kiss a moan escaped your lips, feeling your panty becoming tacky.

As your lips met once again, you draped a leg over his, settling onto his thigh. Your fingers slipped beneath his mask, grazing the cropped hair, sending a shiver down König's spine. He was still busy with your breasts, teasing the nipples. You grew impatient slowly starting to hump his leg, any form of stimulation would do. König chuckled as he pulled away to look at your restless behaviour. “So impatient,” he muttered, “let’s get you more comfortable.”

He scooped you up, your legs instinctively wrapping around his waist. Smirking, arms snug around his neck. Without a word, he carried you to the bedroom and set you down gently on the bed. His eyes lingering with unspoken affection.

His hands slid down, tugging gently at the waistband of your sweatpants. You pushed up your hips instinctively, helping him take them off. Your thumbs slowly went down the waistband of your panties, eager to take them off, but he stopped you. “Bitte, we are in no hurry, let me take the lead.” He said softly. You weren’t used to König’s patient approach, and the more impatient you were the more he enjoyed prolonging the foreplay. You nodded in response.

Slowly parting your legs he crawled upwards, raising the hood once more to hungrily kiss you again, bullying his tongue inside. His enlarged manhood pushing onto your wet cunt. Hands trailing over your body, your curves and crevasses. It was your weakness, how hungry König could act, as if he was poisoned and you where the antidote, a starving man eating like it’s the last meal he’ll ever have, a thirst only you could quench. Full adoration and insane need for you, that was truly the way to get you turned on, and tonight no exception. “I missed you” he said soft in between the shared breaths. “Me too” you responded, though it sounded more like a moan than actual words.

Your response sounded like music in his ears, his cock pushing against the zipper of his pants. He softly kissed your neck going down slowly, his hood trailing behind tickling you in the best way possible. He stopped at one of your breast softly sucking your nipple through the thin fabric of your shirt. A soft moan left your lips. He continued trailing downward slowly spreading your legs with his massive hands, his head now between your thighs as he began kissing them. Leaving a trail of soft bites and shallow hickeys on the inner parts of them. You wiggled inpatient making König chuckle. “You want more? Schatz” you nodded,— in response König had grabbed your chin making you look down at him. “Use your words” —fuck that was hot “yes… please” you whined.

He hummed pleased lowering himself to face your wet panties. He started kissing your cunt, softly, slowly, only fabric keeping his lips from your wet parts. It drove you crazy, panting and squirming underneath him. He rubbed his thumbs on the sides of your thighs as he took his time teasing the covered cunt. Then finally, like a prayer answered he pulled down at your panties making your raise your hips once more helping the giant hands guide your underwear to your knees, then your ankles and lastly the floor. Cold air hitting your slick entrance making you shiver in anticipation. “So wet, just for me” König murmured.

The kisses continued, a few licks in between. Only around your slit, the edge of his lips barely grazing you. You moaned and whined through the teasing, kisses and licks. “Words mein engel” he commanded. “More… König please… more” you said breathlessly, “anything for you” he responded. Using his hands to part your lips he continued kissing and licking your wet folds. Going from your entrance al the way to your clit in a slow motion holding his tongue flat. Soft airy moans left your throat, slowly losing yourself in the pleasure.

He stopped at your entrance, now slowly sticking his tongue inside as his nose pushed against your clitoris, now as he was slowly tongue fucking you, your body tensed up. König took his time tasting you, savouring the moment. Like a wild animal finally having a hold on his prey. One hand released your thigh and slowly took over his tongue, now his finger entering your tacky insides. Curling his finger he gave you no time to think as he already started to massage your g-spot . His large digit feeling your walls tense. Staggered breaths left your mouth and if that pleasure wasn’t enough he started sucking on your clit. Then using his tongue to gently massage it. Rhythmic pleasure rolling through your body.

“K-König..! I’m going…” you couldn’t even bring out a coherent sentence as the orgasm washed over you. Arching your back and squirming under the feeling of intense pleasure. His free hand moving upward placing itself on your stomach trying to keep you still, pushing you into the mattress.

His finger started to get covered by your orgasm. And it would be a lie if König hadn’t felt pleasure himself too. Feeling the pre cum stain his underwear. He slowly pulled out his finger and raised his head away from your begging cunt. He pushed his hand under his hood licking his finger. “You’re so sweet, so good, and it’s all for me” his eyes widened filling with desires.

“König,—” you said shivering still enjoying the feeling of the orgasm “You… I want you inside me König” you confessed. Something that has been on your mind, even in your dreams. A shiver send down your spine as Königs eyes started to get lustful and dangerous.

He stepped of the bed, standing at the end of it staring at you as you still squirmed. Feeling almost exposed and shy as the blue eyes pierced through the hood looking at you. He fumbled with his belt, loosening it. The pants falling down on the ground. He carefully lifted his shirt as he meticulously manoeuvred it around his hood not to disturb it too much. Eager to make him feel as good as you just did you crawled forward, almost a little drunk of your orgasm you started tugging at his underwear.

His body tensed at your hands that suddenly had appeared to remove his underwear he didn’t even have enough time to fully take his shirt off as you had pulled his underwear down enough to expose his length. His manhood jumped out eager. The tip glistening with pre cum. You wanted to make König feel as good as he made you feel. You parted your lips as you gave a soft sloppy kiss on the head of his throbbing cock. You opened your mouth and slowly took his length, bobbing your head sluggishly. And whenever you had retreaded to the tip, you gave a soft lick, pushing your tongue on the split it the front.

König had removed his shirt, hood still on. He sighed loud, content. “So eager… Scheiße” he slowly moved his hand to your head taking a fist full of hair. “So good” he moaned, his hand guiding you along his manhood. The moans made your cunt clench around nothing, eagerly taking in more. The grip on your head growing stronger as König started to push you further, making you gag, eyes filling up with tears. “Sorry… it’s just… so good” he moaned airy. Now you started picking up the pace, the Austrian man getting more flustered, feeling his ears burn.

“Hng… almost” he whined, you teasingly slowed down his hand pulling your hair in frustration. You managed to pull yourself off despite his harsh grip, licking your lips looking up at him. “Only sweet guys get to finish,” you taunted. “Hair pulling isn’t nice”

A displeased rumble left his lips “I’ll show you not nice” he sneered grabbing the collar of your shirt, pulling it over your head a little rougher then you’re used too, now exposing your upper body. You gasped, surprised and a little turned on. You crawled backwards on the bed a cheeky smile forming on your face. König pulled down his underwear and crawled after you. “Tell me if it’s too much” he reassured spreading your legs. He might be filled with lust and love but he would never hurt you deliberately, especially not in the bedroom a place where both of you are the most vulnerable. Excitement and nervousness filled your stomach, this was really going to happen.

He places himself on top, arms next to your head, now lining up his cock in front of your warm opening, he nudged it with his tip and slowly put it in making you gasp. Königs arms contracted, veins popping out of his pale skin. Slowly, inch by inch he pushed it in. The only thing leaving your mouth was soft gasps and moans.

“You take me so well” König whined “so good, for me… Fuck… Scheiße” he said strained trying to control himself. Your spongey walls clenching around his length, almost pulling him in further inside.

His size was not something you’ve had before, you struggled to place your arms somewhere, twitching around the man above you. Unable to take it anymore you softly bit into one of his arms. Nails digging into his back. This made König crazy with desire now softly pushing himself in and out of you forming a rhythm. You squeezed your thighs around him as your moans started to get louder and sound more desperate. With that König started to pick up the speed, harshly entering and exciting your puffy cunt. His mask brushing up against your chest.

“König…” you panted “I want you… to fill me up” you said whimpering. König’s eyes shot open, pupils dilated almost drunk of your pussy. Not saying a word he really picked up the pace now, thrusting in and out of you. Whimpering, growling, moaning only desire and instincts filling his head.

Your body squirmed underneath the massive man, and you had a feeling you were going to be sore the next day. But it didn’t matter, the only thing that mattered was this, here and now. Because his cock was so big it reached places that have never been stirred before, causing you to reach another high, a combination of pain and pleasure racing through your body. You practically screamed his name by the feelings that stormed through your body. Your walls hugging his cock.

König’s movements became more sporadic, pushing in as deep as he could, his mound flush against yours. His breath staggered and you felt his cock twitch inside you. Filling everything with his warm seed. He lowered his head nesteling it in your shoulder. He huffed exhausted giving soft kisses through the fabric of his hood.

He helped you get cleaned up, even going as far as guiding you to the bathroom, handling you like you where made of porcelain. After that the only thing you could do was lay in bed still in bliss of everything that happened. You closed your eyes softly dozing in and out of sleep. König in the bathroom getting himself cleaned off. He took his time, you couldn’t help but wonder why.

Finally he walked back into the bedroom crawling into bed kissing your forehead upon entering the covers. But something was different, you didn’t feel fabric. You fluttered your eyes open sleepy and high from the pleasure. That’s when you spotted him, no mask, cheeks flushed, having trouble keeping eye contact. You didn’t move, almost like you saw a wild animal and didn’t want to startle it. He looked anxious. You didn’t want to make this into a big deal, but you didn’t want to downplay it either. Your heart racing through your chest. A content sigh left your lips, also calming you down, then you smiled soft, kind and slowly placed a hand on his cheek. “So handsome” you swooned closing your eyes again nuzzling into his chest before dozing off. König’s stomach fluttered placing a soft kiss on your head before hugging you tightly now dozing off himself.

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