#cod dubcon

[diorchids]

౨ৎ much stronger.

non-con. he's a perv in this.

playfully fighting with bsf!konig before he swipes his foot under yours, pinning you with ease. see, before, you screamed and squealed with excitement as he'd hold you above his head with no issue. "wanna get down, maus? be nice," he held your thigh and planted his hand on your chest and threatened to drop you if you didn't stop! he's playful, you've come to like that about him. it's only now, when you're underneath him in his dim bedroom, that you realize he's much stronger than you--too much stronger. his nose digs into your neck, snuggling in before pressing his bulge against your thigh.

you whine out his name, only for your voice to be muffled by his hand. it's clamped around your mouth, smudging your saliva across your plush lips. "mäuschen, quiet, please." his voice was shaky; his thick cock hadn't had relief in ages. can't you help him? your body's all warm, and those short whimpers coming from your throat tell him you want it, right?

he's just so big, and he easily holds you down and frots his poor cock against you faster and faster until his warm load oozes down his pant leg. "scheiße, maus. look what you've done to me. feel it." he yanks your hand down to your thigh, only to be met with his pulsing tent. "ngh—yes, maus, feel it." the warmth of his body on top of yours, the feeling of his cock all sticky on your thigh, his gruff, low voice in your ear. he's perverted.

you have to remember, maus. he's much stronger.

[goaskangel]

dub con konig….please .🙏

ASK AND YOU SHALL RECEIVE NONNIE!

needy konig who takes what he wants, yes please

cw : dubcon, kitchen fucking, german nicknames (lemme kno what i got wrong), dirty actions w sweet words!

your boyfriend has a hard time communicating. konig’s much more prone to taking what he wants–and it’s not like you mind it. sometimes you wish he’d speak up and other times his sweet talking and convincing is nice.

but holy shit, you’re more than exhausted today, finding yourself finishing the last of dirty dishes in the sink. you hear him before you see him, rattling door keys and stomps towards the running water. you greet with a smile and nod before focusing on scrubbing a plate squeaky clean. his body so big and bulky, you can see the much taller and bigger man in your peripheral vision walking behind you. seemingly, he never walks past. 

his hands find their way around your stomach, “mein liebling.” he nuzzles his face against the top of your head.

you lean into his touch and hum at his sudden fragility, ”i’m tired.” 

“mhm.” rubbing his big palms on the fat of your hips, groaning softly at the curves of your body. “i’m tired too, maus.” 

then you feel it. feel him. stiff and throbbing through his work pants, right up against your lower back. you focus on the dish until he pushes up against you harder, full on rubbing his bulge on your ass, desperately trying to relieve himself. “c’mon.” he says gently, taking his hand and snaking it up your neck to hold your jaw, turning your head to face him. shamefully, you look up at him with doe eyes right into his blue eyes, even covered with cloth, you can sense his demand on his face. 

“be my sweet girl, liebling. said you were tired, ja? let me help you.” stroking your soft jaw before moving to hold a mean grip on your throat. your soapy hands go to carefully try and pry at his hands but it’s no good, don’t you know how strong he is? 

you whine when he goes to tear off your shorts and panties, too dazed to really care. he lets out his heavy cock and presses his sticky tip on your slippery-wet heat. “knew you wanted it.” 

you catch your breath when he lets go of your throat only to lose it when he thrusts his length into you inch by inch. your back arches and your skin is decorated with goosebumps when he bottoms out, causing him to growl into your ear and squeeze your tits. “take it for me, meine Schönste.” he squeezes and gropes at your perky breasts and swollen buds, thrusting in and out of you before staying flushed against your ass, humping up into your most sensitive spot. massaging your gummy walls with his leaking cock.

“mmphm..! ko–nig..!” you moan at the intense intrusion before he starts moving again. 

“tell me, where do you want mein liebe? inside?” purposefully, he tugs at your hair to only gain a yelp out of you. he takes that as an agreement and spurts out gooey and thick white inside, humming delightfully against your shoulder. you’re just so good for him, süße!

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[v1x3n]

mk but soap saying "i thought you loved me?" and getting all sad after you tell him to pull out right before hes about to cum 😕😕 (he cums in u either way!!!)