It’s not so long ago when you first got Whiskers, your cute small ginger cat. You rescued him from the streets, having found him starving and cold you didn’t think twice before taking him home with you.
This cat got so attached to you, following you everywhere, kissing you and telling you ‘I love you’ with his eyes every chance he gets.
A new cute habit he recently developed was making biscuits on you. Well, more like on your booty. You’ll be laying in your bed, reading or just scrolling on your phone, and here he was, sinking his pointy nails into the soft flesh of your cheeks, purring and making content noises.
Now while you love the cat, and the cat totally adored you, Ghost could not be near the demon. Both of them jealous of each other. Your cat would scratch and launch himself at Ghost every chance he got, and Ghost would close him outside your bedroom every chance he got. He knew this little devil would not let y’all have a moment of peace together. He could not touch you, let alone be intimate when the red gremlin was in sight.
Today was no different for Whiskers, he was on his usual schedule of making biscuits on your ass, and the jealousy Ghost fell when seeing the asshole touching his girl like that was indescribable.
Not in a moment of his life he thought he would be jealous of a cat, yet here he was, face to face with his sworn enemy, while he played on your booty, watching Ghost with a smug face. Ghost couldn’t do anything but look at the bitch touching you, because you would get mad if he tried to scold the little red haired devil. So all he could do was sit next to you in bed and watch you read, just enjoy your company, because touching was not an option, or he’d get scratched again.
He probably spends his days counting for the cats time left on earth lol,, he can’t wait for the little fuck to be out of here, but he makes you too happy, so he would never think about hurting the little shit. He actually thinks the cat is cool too, kinda! That doesn’t mean they’ll ever get along.
thinking about konig fucking you in your bedroom while visiting your parents for the first time :((( your head buried in your stuffed animals and you hands digging into your pretty pink sheets, tears of pure euphoria staining your blanket.
legs spread as he placed one large hand on the small of your spine, dragging slowly circles into your inner thigh with the other.
"how much have you fucked yourself with those pretty little fingers under these covers, mein liebling?" his tone almost mocking as his thick fingers fucked into you better than any of your teenage dreams.
"do your parents know their pretty little thing is so dirty, huh?" he mumbles slyly as you slowly clenched around him, gasping in defeat, "let's make them know, ja?"
a/n: going a lil crazy w this one ehe
also 7k+ notes n 300 followers r insane omg <33
Hello!!! Beautiful reader! I'm so happy to see you for part 3! I just wanna add as an author note that I love replies and hearing from you all it really makes my day, I actually jump up and down and SHOUT YIPPPIE <3 This was mostly a self-fulfillment project but im so glad people are enjoying it!!! Anyway, enjoy hanging out at the mall with Konig in this chapter, I'm sure it’ll be fun! ;) ♡ ♡ ♡
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Konig x Fem!reader and Horangi x Fem!reader
Adding more COD characters in future parts >ᴗ<
Reader is going to be fucking around…they be fighting over you for real!
MDNI!! 18+
Contains. Fluff, Smut, Enemies to Lovers?, Sugar Daddy Konig, Motorcycle Horangi, Konig Dom, Sex eventually, Multiple men, more motorcycles…
I guess this is an AU.
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Drunk off adrenaline and Konig. You begin to sober up. Konig ducks his head getting out of the car, and begins walking to the passenger side. It seems like he can't wait to take you out. He wants to be seen with you. He opens the door, “Beautiful, I'm going to take such good care of you. I will make you mine and mine only.” He says, Reaching out his hand for you to take. He wants to be reassured that you are accepting his offer. Once you take his hand it's over, you will be his. At least for now. Horangi will have to wait because right now you crave what Konig would do for his wish. Anything. You place your hand on his. It's opposite the one he had inside of you, it's rough and warm. He's wearing a silver band on his thumb. Dare you say his hands are perfect? You're in love with just this man's hands. Maybe you could really start to like Konig… You look up at him. He is strong, you put your body weight onto his hand but his arm easily lifts you out of the car. His expressive eyes smiling with joy under his mask over just seeing you. Is this love at first sight for him or was he just in love with your Tinder pictures? Or only some idea of you? You think to yourself, why else would a man be so head over heels? If his idea of you was beautiful and perfect, you didn't really mind. You’re also going to need some reassurance it seems. The door automatically shuts behind you.
He puts his hand on your back as he walks you towards the entrance of the mall. You tug at your clothes insecure about not wearing something nicer. You didn't really care before over the phone but now that it's happening you wish this was a nice dinner you had prepared for instead. Even though you are both dressed down hes clearly got money and it shows in his clean clothes and expensive smell. You wish it could be so easy for you to be so ideal. He must’ve noticed, “You don’t have to worry about such silly things, I am going to buy you more than just clothes some new clothes.” he says smiling as he walks with you. You see him slyly hand his keys to a man in a nice suit before you enter the mall. You must have been a little distracted during the drive, not realizing he took you so far to a mall you have never been to. Looking around it has incredible architecture, multiple floors, and its spotless. You immediately notice it’s filled with expensive stores. Ones you've probably dreamt of shopping at. If only. “Don't be intimidated darling, you deserve this. I will lead you.” He says reassuring you. Let him take control. You speak, “Yes, Konig i’ll do what you want.” You can feel him shift, he instantly imagines you saying that while on your knees for him. “You’re not ready for what I really want, princess. This one.” He says motioning you into a women's clothing store. It has some stuff you would wear but also stuff Konig wants to see you wearing. He knows what he wants so well and he is already making sure he gets it. You wish sometimes Horangi would take charge like him…
“Welcome in Konig, I see you brought a friend today. My name is Molly. ” A well-dressed girl says as you enter. “What can I get for you today?” She says this time speaking directly to Konig. She knows him? Is she not put off by his mask? Konig gestures to a couple of things on the racks and speaks, “This, that skirt, that dress, maybe a purse, and shoes to match. In her size. Also a dressing room.” You realize he speaks to her deeper, not in the way he does for you. The accent makes it hard to tell but Konig has been using his polite tone with you despite making demands of you. “Yes sir.” She says kindly. You wonder why you don't like hearing her call him that. She begins preparing the dressing room.
Konig enters the stall of the dressing rooms first, and you pause. Konigs sits down on a bench inside with his hands on his knees. In that voice, you love so much smiles and says, “What? Am I going to buy an outfit I haven't seen you in? That doesn't seem fair. Don't take back what you said. Come in. Schließ die Tür hinter dir ab.” Maybe he wishes you didn’t understand that last part. GOD German is never going to be the same after him… You enter reluctantly, as you look at him you get a glimpse down at his pants. He is hard… You begin to get red-faced hoping he doesn't notice. You don’t want him to know if you like that. He points, “I want to see you in that one, try it on.” It's a gorgeous dress, it certainly looks expensive, something you would never wear. A sparkly club dress? You take it off the rack. Konig speaks again, “Its okay baby, undress.”
You face him, looking at each other. You can't get a read on those eyes. Squinting at him, you try to better understand what he is doing. He can see that you are flustered. He sees your uncomfortable, his expression unchanging. “Just turn around, then undress.” He says. He is firm but kind. You hand the dress to him and turn around reluctantly. You start removing your shirt and throwing it onto the floor just to get this over with. You feel his eyes observing you. Practically burning a hole into your back. You bend down and take off your shoes placing them to the side. He is studying every detail of you already and you start to remove your pants. You know he has to be excited by your ass coming out of your jeans, after all he was already hard. You wiggle your ass a little to tease him as you slide the pants down. You can hear him shift a little. You reach for the dress. YOU HANDED THE DRESS TO KONIG… He clears his through “Brauche etwas sweetheart?” After arguing with the fucking wall you turn around. You snatch it from him and quickly turn back. “Nervous?” He asks. “No, I've just never done something like this before.” You reply. “And what would that be?” He asks again. You ignore him. You realize that the dress is tight, it's going to take two people to put it on…and there are only two people in this dressing room.
“Would you like some help?” He teases. You struggle to slip it on the zipper on the back. He stands towering over you from behind, he is so incredibly tall his presence is starting to make your heart race… You start to deny the offer, but he is already feeling your back preparing to zip up your dress. One hand on your lower back he zips it up. From behind you he points and says “The shoes too. They match.” You look down at the just as sparkly shoes on the floor. A rush of nerves shoots through you when you realize you are going to have to bend down to grab them. Without thinking about it further you bent down… nothing. You linger just a second too long. “Waiting for something, bent over like that?” He questions. “Come sit.” He offers his seat. He kneels in front of you helping put on your shoes for you. Looking up he admires the angle he has below you, “I thought we would have to try on the rest but this is perfect…” He smiles, his cheeks visible in the eye holes of his mask.
He ended up buying you all of the clothes he picked out anyway. You stand out in the dress skipping around the mall with a way tall and older man in a mask, already holding your shopping bags. You cling onto his arm. Everyone must think he's your boyfriend, but you didn't mind. After all, you wanted to let loose a little. “Is it too late for coffee?” Konig asks. “Not at all…” You smile. I feel loved. You were nervous about shopping the rest of the night, so Konig bought you almost everything you looked at anyway, and then some. Completely unaware you had full control of his entire bank account.
On the ride home you small talk but learn nothing more about Konig, you just loved to talk to him and he was more of a listener anyway you guess. Arriving home it was close to 11 o'clock you were exhausted. Horangi was too. HORANGI..! He was waiting on his bike smoking his Lucky Strikes just like usual. Normally you'd be happy to see him, this was not a good time though. Konig opens your door and helps you out, “Hurry, your boyfriend might get jealous.” he chuckles to himself as he gets your bags out of the back. Horangi was waiting up for you. Probably so worried you had been kidnapped, after all, you were being tortured on the phone. Not wanting them to meet you say, “I'll take the bags inside, thank you, Konig.” Konig knows what you are doing but doesn't try to fight it. He hands you the bags and once your hands are full he takes your chin into his hand and kisses your lips. Staring down Horangi while he does it, he's not too worried about him. He knows exactly how to win you over… you talked a lot in the car…
“Hello, Kim!” You shout as you run into the apartment building not wanting him to scold you. You know that wasn't the kind of guy since you weren't dating, but jealousy makes people act in mysterious ways. “It's Horangi remember!” He quickly replies. You blush…
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The next morning you hear a knock on the door. You stumble to open it. You're a mess, in a sleeping t-shirt and panties. Horangi notices and looks you up and down, “You're late for work…want me to drive you?” “I'm not going today, I'm sleepy.” You say rubbing the sleep out of your eyes. “Shouldn’t have stayed out so late last night then, huh?” “Why do you care, you're not my boyfriend!” You protest. He is visibly upset by such harsh words “I know enough to know that guy is bad news, just be careful…I know I am not your boyfriend but I care about you!” “Somebody is jealous…” You tease.
Your phone buzzes. Konig. Come out with me again my love, there's someone I want you to meet.
König holds your legs open and talks you through, while Ghost eats your pussy?!…Its probably been done but GOD DAMN I WANNA BE IN THAT BIG BOYS LAP SO BAD!!!
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