HI SO THIS IS MY FIRST TIME ASKING FOR SMTH BUT CAN YOU PLEASE MAKE A STORY ABT KöNIG BEING A DOMINANT BIG BEAR AND LIKE READER HAS A CRUSH ON HIM FOR A LONG TIME AND WHEN HE SOMEHOW HEARS IT FROM SOMEONE HE STARTS AVOIDING YOU BUT THEN THEY HAVE A A SMALL TALK AND THEN I GET UPSET ABT IT AND THEN WE KISS AND THERE GOES THE SMUT YK? 🙇♀️🙇♀️🙇♀️ TY
I COULDNT EXLLAIN IT HOW I WANTED BUT I HOPE Y CAN MAKE SMTH OUT OF THIS
His Liebe - König x reader
Warnings - unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it), oral f!receiving, slight possession if you SQUINT
“Meine Liebe” = my love (very loosely translated though)
Reader for some reason has undeniable rizz, so sorry if it doesn’t live up to what you asked for. Thank you so much for requesting! I tried my best to follow the plot that you requested, I am quite new to all this, hope you enjoy!
König was a big guy, strong biceps, large veiny hands, broad shoulders, thick seductive accent with piercing eyes, not to mention incredibly skilled within his field, it’s no wonder that people were naturally intimidated. But when he found out Y/N, his Y/N, had a crush on him, alarms went off in his head.
Having not heard this news directly from her, he attempted to ignore it, coming to the conclusion that any new feelings could make him or even make her a liability. Despite this, his efforts were futile, as he now stood opposite Y/N in their community space, her body between him and the door.
He had put in furious amounts of work into avoiding her for the past week, silently slipping out of any room she may be in, walking the long way to his bunk as well as spending any free time he may have had by himself opposed to seeking out her company like he usually would. Though he thought he was being discreet, this hadn’t gone unnoticed by Y/N.
So, here he was, a few metres opposite her, with no one else in the room. He watched her intently, the silence deafening and uncomfortable as he shifts slightly under her scrutiny. She had been interrogating him, for what felt like hours, growing more frustrated with him as the minutes rolled by.
“Do you know?” She questions, stepping closer to him, her arms folded across her chest. His eyes squint in faux confusion through his sniper hood, deciding his best bet was to play dumb. “Know what?” He replies, slightly deflated. Y/N rolls her eyes, huffing sarcastically, stepping closer once again.
“König,” She sighs her chest rising and falling as she does so, “Come on, I know you know.” His shoulders slump as he learns of this, feeling completely hopeless with no back up plan. “Is that why you’ve been avoiding me?” She asks, taking one step closer, still not having gotten a reaction out of him yet. “Because you know that I love you.” His eyes widen slightly, body jerking back in shock. Love. Love? He’s in disbelief as he watches her take another step towards him.
“I-,” He stutters, “Really?” He knew. Of course he knew, he’d already heard, but for it to come from Y/N, his Y/N, it sounded too good to be true. “Oh come on.” She says, dragging out the ‘n’ coyly. “I’m not playing any games with you, am I?” She finishes, stepping closer to him, their bodies now centimetres away from being chest to chest with one another as her breath now fans over the fabric of his sniper hood.
“N-not any that I know of.” He says, thanking no one in particular for his hood, his right arm coming up to soothe the back of his neck. “Then why are you so nervous?” She questions, her E/C eyes boring into his, a teasing cocky glint shining from within her pupils. The sound of harsh footsteps pulls her from the task at hand as she takes 2 steps back, attempting to appear less incriminating as she was.
Captain Price appears in the doorframe, looking directly at them. “Sergeant.” He interrupts, beckoning her with his index finger to follow him. She turns towards him reluctantly, making it appear like she’s following before turning to König abruptly. “Find me, later on.” She whispers kissing the side of his sniper hood before jogging to catch up with him, leaving the sniper with a hideous taint from within his pants.
Later that evening, his knock was abrupt and desperate against the wood of her door, frustrated even. He waited impatiently from outside, his heavy foot tapping against the hardwood floor, looking left and right for any witnesses as he no longer bears his trademark sniper hood.
The door before him swings open, her excited expression quickly contorting into confusion at the sight of his bare face. “König?” She questions in disbelief, his name falling off of Y/N’s tongue so beautifully. “Ja.” He replies, his accent doing a number on her.
“You told me to come find you,” he begins, walking towards her slowly and picking her up from the back of her thighs, she squeals with glee as she wraps her arms around his neck. He continues into her room, using the back of his heel to kick the door closed.
“And here you are, meine Liebe.” He finishes, before kissing her feverishly, his knees kneel on the the edge of her bed as he lays her gently on her back, treating her body as though she was made of porcelain, pressing his soft lips into the skin of her flushed cheeks and neck.
Y/N can feel the bulge in his trousers graze against her inner thigh and she grinds against him teasingly, he grunts in response as she giggles innocently, getting the reaction she wanted. The corner of his lips quirk up slightly at the sound her chuckles, having missed it the past week.
König wastes no time as he pulls Y/N’s shirt above her head, finding her frayed hair endearing. With no bra beneath her clothes, he kisses her collarbone, leaving a small trail of pecks as well as soft bites down the valley of her breasts and across her navel before arriving at the hem of her panties. “König,” she says, grabbing his attention, “Take me.” She finishes, the same glint from earlier in her eye.
He hooks his fingers around her panties and pulls them down her legs, the sheer force grazing her skin and leaving a burning sensation. He soothes the burn with a tender kiss to her inner thigh, humming slightly in recognition of her light moans, he works his way up towards her glistening cunt, before placing a small, tender kiss to her throbbing clit.
His right hand releases her thigh from his grip before his index finger pushes through her wet folds teasingly, only for him to push it in her tight cunt with no clear warning. She sighs slightly at the relief of his digit beginning to penetrate her pussy and he lines his face up with her glistening heat before leaning forward and attaching his lips to her clit.
“König!” She gasps as his eyes stay trained on hers, his cock straining against the fabric of his trousers. He moans into her pussy, her juices coating his tongue beautifully, before adding yet another finger to her pretty pussy, her walls clenching and straining around his digits.
Her hips grind into his mouth and her eyes roll back in excruciating pleasure. Her hands cling to his thick hair and pull slightly at his locks, König grunts at the tension on his scalp as he curls his fingers within her grazing against the walls of her cunt. “I-,” she whispers, “I’m gonna cum.” She says, thighs clenching around his head.
“No,” he says, pulling away from her, chin and fingers coated in her wetness, “You can’t cum yet.” He finishes breathless and desperate, pulling at his belt buckle feverishly, Y/N watches on dazed from her previous pleasure, yet disappointed from the loss of contact, waiting patiently for him.
His body travels upwards, each of their torsos meeting each other as he pushes his weight into her, sighing at the skin to skin. A harmony of moans sing from their vocal chords as König pushes the length of his shaft into her tight hole. Y/N’s eyes screw shut as his girth penetrates her sopping cunt, her walls burning deliciously with pleasure as she attempts to adjust to his size.
“Oh, Köni-.” She attempts to say but is constricted with a moan, both from pain and pleasure as all ten of her fingernails latch into the skin of his back, leaving pink crescents in his flesh. König begins to thrust his hips into hers, their pubic bones meeting each other, starting off slow and letting her adjust before beginning to pick up the pace. He grunts into her neck, “I know, Y/N,” he heaves, kissing her neck, “I know, meine Liebe.” He comforts, right hand reaching down to lovingly caress her thigh.
He peels himself off of her chest, watching the way her breasts recoil in time with his thrusts as he lifts her right leg up onto his shoulder. He moans at the new angle, taking advantage of this position he pushes his cock further into her pussy, his red, angry tip grazing her cervix deliciously.
His chest and forehead were now slick with sweat and an adorable pink hue settles on his cheeks from the physical exertion. Y/N’s pathetic mules of pleasure are enough to spur him on as his hand reaches between their pelvises and rubs slow, teasingly slow circles into her clit, before eyeing her plump lips and refraining from dipping forwards and locking them with his own. Y/N’s eyes roll back into her skull, hands gripping onto the bedsheets for any sort of stability, her eyes deceiving her as she sees stars.
“Cum for me, meine Liebe?” He asks her, those words alone doing a number on her sanity as well as her sopping cunt. She does nothing but nod eagerly, back arching in pleasure as he watches her from above, blue eyes piercing into hers, his nails digging into the calf that rests upon his shoulder.
“Yes König,” she says, “Make me cum, König.” She pleads, his dick twitches at the sound of his name coming from his Y/N. He mutters a feeble ‘yes’ under his breath, something that she doesn’t hear over the erotic sounds of skin on skin and occasional whimpering and grunting.
Her walls tighten around him, the oh-so-familiar sensation beginning to form in the pit of her stomach as the stretch of his girth and the swirl of his fingers upon her clit send her into overdrive. König can feel the pulsing of her pussy around him before leaning forward and pushing deeper than he ever thought possible.
Y/N’s orgasm tears through her, eyes pricking with tears as her hips involuntary buck upwards to meet his pubic bone. She grasps at the sheets the best she can, despite every muscle in her body turning to slack at the waves of pleasure. König’s name repeatedly slurs from her lips before his hips begin to stutter.
Her walls clench around him, milking him for all that he has as he fills her with thick ropes of his white cum. His thrusts become sloppy and the grip that he has on her calf loosens as his head rolls back, basking in both of their pleasure.
He pulls out reluctantly and watches adoringly as his hot load spills out of her and onto the sheets before climbing back up towards her and laying on her chest, big strong arms flexing as he wraps them around her waist, sighing contentedly as her arms wrap around the back of his head.
He places a soft kiss between her breasts, caressing the skin of her back before whispering into her skin, “I love you too.”.
