Horny house husband Konig drabble!!
Imagine after a long day of work you don't come home to your usual greeting at the door from your husband.
The house is quiet as you throw your stuff where they're supposed to go, keys on the hook above the shoe rack just as you enter the door, your velvet coat on another hook too far away and finally unbuttoning two buttons of your silk blouse.
You begin to get worried, your mind racing with all type of scenarios and thoughts as to why your husband was so sound but you almost stop abruptly when you hear rough huffs and groans coming from your shared room, so you push open the door.
And there your husband, Konig, is humping your pillow, and you could tell because his was still on his side of the bed neatly.
He rutted and humped the item, looking as if he can't get enough of the feeling, he has yet to notice you though as you can hear him continuously call your name in slurred sentences about how much he loves you and wants you.
It makes you rub your thighs together and swallow at the sight.
Buy when he finally notices you, you see his eyes widen through his mask and his hips begin to stutter, his red tip pushing all over the fabric, sticky ropes of cum dirtying your pillow.
"O-Oh baby, please d-dont be ma-mad"
I mean...how could you be?
