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hiii could i req where we give könig a bj for the first time ? ❣️

obvi! 🤭🤭 thx 4 requesting i love YOU

[a/n] i’m gonna edit this in the morning so ignore any mistakes

Kiss x 3

könig x reader

warnings: friends to ???, oral (m receiving), readers gender is not specified, minors pls dni

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You two would often have rather personal conversations. In other words, you knew everything he did sexually and he knew everything you did. Therefore, it what somewhat unexpected when he admitted something to you.

“So you,” he watched as you pointed a finger right at his chest, “Have never gotten your dick sucked before?” He shook his head, “Nope”. He wasn’t embarrassed about it, but sometimes these sorts of topics made his face go bright red. He had known you for quite some time now and got used to your bluntness, he always knew you meant no harm though. “Have you ever wanted to?” you questioned him again. “A few times I guess,” he replied, suddenly pretending to be extremely interested in his watch. “Okay, but with who?”

He quickly raised his head up looking at you like you had figured it out, his secret. When you two had first become friends he was happy he finally had company, someone he could talk to about anything and everything. However, when your friendship deepened, he no longer could push down his feelings for you. Every thought he had was only consumed by you. He never said anything though, scared he would ruin something good with his own selfish wants. He raised his eyebrows at you, “It really doesn’t matter.. anyways, do you want to go do something? We can go for a walk or I think-” His words got caught in his throat when you cut him off.

“Can I?” He instantly knew what you meant, but a part of him was in disbelief, refusing to let your question sink into his mind. “Can you what?” his heart was starting to beat faster, he could feel the heat on his neck getting warmer by the second. “You know…suck you off?” He could feel his face getting redder than ever before. “But we’re friends…” he whispered back. “So? that doesn’t mean we can’t be friends anymore.” You smiled at him, making his heart flutter. He needed this so bad. He had waited so long, possibly failing to understand you had the same feelings?

“Yes,” he whimpered, “Please”. You grinned, grabbing his hand, and tugging him over to his bed. His palms became sweatier as you pushed him down to sit at the edge running your hands all over his body.

“You're so perfect”. His stomach erupted with butterflies at your confession, biting on his lip in anticipation. Your hands traveled down to the band of his pants slowly undoing his belt. You peeled them off, tossing them next to you on the ground. He squeezed his eyes shut when you started giving small kisses on his clothed cock. He nearly started crying when he felt the wetness of your tongue drag over him in a single lick. “Please don’t stop”, he begged like you already had him in your mouth.

You giggled pulling his boxers fully off. You gently took his length in your hand and started to jerk him off as gently as possible. “Tell me if it’s okay,” you say softly. He responded with a whine, reaching out to play with your hair. You gave his tip firm kiss followed by another light lick. You repeated the motion a few more times as his fingers moved stroked your face delicately. He almost let out a cry when he felt you spit on his cock, coating him with your saliva. “Your turn, spit” you ordered . He definitely wouldn't last long, he thought to himself as he let a string of his own saliva fall down onto his length. The action itself was so filthy he almost came right then and there, but he would force himself to hold it out. He needed to know what your lips around him would feel like.

You swirled your tongue all over his shaft, mixing the wetness, and adding more slickness in the process. You lower your mouth halfway down and began to suck ever so slightly. The shaky sounds that were coming from his mouth urged you on. He felt you pulled off for a second and let out a confused sob.

Before he could protest anything, he smacked a hand over his mouth as he stared in awe as you shoved your mouth down all the way down, taking as much as you could. Your lewd choking sound resonated throughout his entire room, making his legs start to tremble with lust. You lifted your head panting for air before once again forcing as much of his length as you possibly could. “You don’t have to do that” he stated, noticing how you were struggling to breathe.

“But I want to” your voice muffled as you attempted to talk while bobbing up and down. You looked up at him to see him looking intently at how much you could fit his length down your throat like he was infatuated with the sight of you trying to fit all of him in your mouth . It seemed like a challenge to you. The wet, filthy sounds filled the air blending with you trying your hardest not to gag. You pulled off of him, spitting on him once again moving your hand up and down. His legs started to shake even more intensely, giving you an unspoken warning that he was about to cum.

You placed your lips on his tip, sucking lightly while your hands jerked the rest of him. He squeezed his eyes even tighter shut as he felt his lower stomach tighten. His cum came leaking out right into your tongue. “Wait” he moaned, “You don’t need to swallo-” The shocked look on his face was priceless as you drank up everything he gave you with no hesitation. You started to clean him up by lapping up all the excess come that had dripped down onto the base of his cock. His hips started to shake with overstimulation, so your lips left him with a loud, final pop. You could tell he wanted to say something, scrambling to find the right words. “You taste so good König”.

It was beyond exhilarating for him. Never in a million years could he have imagined this scenario. Your eyes were slightly watered with the stain of tears on your cheeks and your disheveled hair all over the place. The way you made him come was better than anyone else had done before. You stood up straddling his lap, wrapping your hands around the back of his neck. “Can I kiss you?” he murmured placing his hands on your hips, feeling the butterflies in his stomach again. “Yes,” you laughed pressing your lips against his in a long-overdue kiss. It was gentle, with a special, hidden intention behind it that he couldn't quite figure out when your voice broke through his reflection, “Do you wanna keep going?”

He traced his lips to your neck, rubbing soft circular motions on your waist, taking in the moment he was living in.

“Anything for you”