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I'd love some König x M!Reader where König has been captured by an enemy, and the reader, along with a few others are going on a rescue mission to find him. The reader eventually finds König, all tied up, and has a little bit of fun with him before untying him. When he's untied, he gets his revenge on the reader. ;)

(My life will be completely fulfilled if you write this)

Caught Between a Rock and a Hard… Man

NSFW UNDER THE CUT Warning: Smut. 18+/explicit content Pairing: König x Male Reader

Pairing: König x Male Reader Warning(s): sub reader, dom König, dick sucking, deep throating for a moment, throat fucking, tied up, captured and tied up König, dry humping, handjob, pinned against a wall, cum on face, cum eating, choking on air/choking for air, coughing caused by choking, spit on dick, attempt at making him game accurate, probably didn’t work Word Count: 1994 AO3 Link

The building was teeming with hostiles. Or so it was supposed to be. Your team had split apart to cover as much ground as you could as quickly as you could.

You’d been put by yourself on the first floor of the building. Each room you entered was empty, though you could tell people had been there recently. It frustrated you with every room you entered. Empty cans, bottles, and miscellaneous trash littered most of the rooms.

You groaned as you ‘cleared’ another empty room. These fucks had probably left long ago. Probably with their little prisoner too. You almost decided to call off the mission temporarily as you entered another room. You’d just took a breath to tell your team to regather before you stopped in your tracks.

In the corner of the room sat the mountain of a man you’d been looking for. His arms and legs were tied to a chair, his head lulled forward and his shoulders rising and falling with each breath he took.

You made quick work of making sure no one was hiding in the room before setting your gun down and stepping over to the masked man. “König,” you called out before your hand brushed over the mask on his head.

He jerked in response, head shooting up at the sound of your voice. “Scheisse, you came.”

His voice was rougher than it normally was though that still couldn’t mask the relief in his voice. “Of course I did,” you hum, crouching down to cut the ropes off. “I couldn’t leave you to rot.”

The ropes were tight leaving very little room to get a knife in. You debated trying your knife anyway, biting your lip as you thought. “Are you waiting for permission? Untie me,” König hisses, trying to jerk his leg in your general direction.

“Shut it big guy. Those fucks got you secured in that chair. Don’t wanna hurt you,” you snip back, trying your luck at sawing through the outside of the ropes.

König shifted in the chair, his head lulling back as you sawed through one of the five ropes holding his leg. “These guys must’ve been terrified of you,” you joke, moving onto the second rope. “They sure as hell didn’t want you up and running.”

“They knew what would happen if I got out,” König chuckles, trying to pull his leg out of the binds. You chuckled before his words settled in your mind.

You bit your lip as you mulled over his words, glancing up at him. He was still looking straight up, the ideas his words put in your mind seemingly only affecting you.

Your knife cut through the final rope and you heard him let out a sigh of relief as he immediately stretched it out. “Thank you, liebling.”

You stood up and stepped around him to do the other leg, your touch lingering just a little too long on König’s thigh as you moved. You felt his muscles twitch under your touch before you were down and working on the second set of ropes.

Now that you knew what you were doing, you managed to get them off quicker, setting the rope out of the way. König was quick to stretch the leg, hips shifting in the chair and you felt your breath catch in your throat.

You took a deep breath before you made the decision to slide into König’s lap. His arms twitched and his head jerked back up, his eyes meeting your own. “What are you doing?” He whispers, eyes narrowing as he watched you.

“Testing something,” you mumble back, shifting so you were straddling one of his thighs. Whatever König was starting to say next was quick to die on his tongue as you pressed your knee into his groin.

You heard him curse before he was pressing his hips harder against your knee. You leaned forward, resting your head in the crook of his neck. Your nose buried into the fabric of his mask, his scent filling your nostrils. König cursed and you felt his shoulders tense as he pulled against the ropes keeping his hands connected to the chair.

“Leibling please,” he pleads, his nose pressed against the temple of your head. “Don’t tease me like this.”

You hum in acknowledgment of his words as you begin to fumble with his belt. König was no help, basically humping your leg. Your hand pushed against his waist in an attempt to slow him down to no avail. He was whispering your name over and over, desperate for the friction your clothed leg provided him.

The sound of his belt coming undone was music to your ears and you were quick to let it drop to the ground. The button on his pants was easier to get undone and you were unzipping his pants just as fast. König’s dick was straining against the fabric of his boxers, a wet spot already forming.

“Quit humping me,” you hiss, pushing against his hips again. “You’re like a dog in heat.”

A noise akin to a growl sounded in his chest as he reluctantly stopped his hips. You rubbed him through the fabric of his boxers, the groan he let out at the feeling making you shift in your spot in his lap. His breath was coming out ragged, his hips twitching in anticipation.

You pulled the hem of his boxers away from him and used your other hand to pull his cock out.

König’s groan vibrated in his chest, his back arching away from the chair as you ran a finger down the underside. His breath hitched when you wrapped your hand around him, squeezing just enough for König to feel the pressure.

You gathered some spit in your mouth then let some drip down onto his cock to slick it up. König sighed, his head falling over the back of the chair as you slowly jerked him off. His thighs quivered under you, shoulders tensing every few seconds as he tried to move his arms.

It wasn’t long before he was practically begging you to speed up. His legs were restless under you. You could hear his boots scraping the ground as he tried to find a comfortable position for them. He was panting, chest heaving and you almost missed him moaning your name.

You glanced up at him and felt your stomach flip. He was looking at you with pure lust. His eyes lidded and the glint in his eyes had your face heating up. You slid your free hand under his hood, rubbing your thumb over his jawline as you pressed your forehead against his.

You were suddenly very aware of the temperature. Your gear felt too hot on you, König’s breath fanned hot air over your face and you were aware of how much you’d been sweating. A curse fell from your mouth and you pushed yourself back from König and the hand on his dick came to a stop.

“No, no. Please don’t stop,” he begs. “I’m so close. You can’t stop now.”

“König we’re not secure,” you mutter. “I don’t want to get caught like this.”

König groaned in complaint as you wrestled his dick back into his pants. You’d gotten it back into his boxers before you heard the thud of ropes falling to the ground and you were on the ground with him on top of you, your back pressed against the wall.

He held you in place by your hair as he stood up and pulled his dick back out. You couldn’t even speak before he was pressing the tip against your lips. “Open up.”

The tone in his voice shot fire through your veins and you did as told. König used the grip in your hair to keep your head still as he pressed into your mouth. The stretch to accommodate his size burned and you could feel yourself tearing up.

You placed your hands on his thighs to stabilize yourself as you tried to relax your jaw as much as possible. König cursed above you, resituating his legs so that you were practically trapped between the wall and him.

He knew you couldn’t take all of him in your mouth, you trusted he wouldn’t push you past your limits. The thought helped relax you body as König started fucking into your mouth. You felt the tip of his cock brush the back of your throat with each thrust in.

König was mumbling above you. You couldn’t make anything out with the squelching sound his cock was making. Your eyes fluttered shut and both your hands move to undo your own pants, you dick achingly hard.

You got your belt undone before König was tugging at your hair, regaining your full attention. “Hands off,” you hear him say, borderline snarling at you.

You groaned around his dick, reluctantly putting your hands back on his thighs. König grunted in approval, running his fingers over your scalp in some form of thank you.

The room filled with König’s grunts and groans and the squelching of his dick as he fucked your mouth. He was hunched over you, the hand not in your hair planted on the wall behind you so he could lean against it. His thrusts were getting more erratic, his groans louder.

Your fingers dug into his thighs in an attempt to ground yourself, to focus on your breathing. The grip in your hair tightened and you let out a noise of surprise as König pulled you farther down his dick.

You felt him go down your throat, your airway clogging momentarily as your nose pressed against the hair on his pelvis. König held you there for a moment but as soon as you pushed back against his thighs, he let you go completely and pulled his dick out of your mouth. You heard him jacking himself off above you as you fell into a coughing fit, caught between trying to catch your breath and trying to not choke on air.

König’s hand returned to your hair and he’d pulled you back upright, his tip pressed against your lips again as he came. You flinched as it shot up your cheek, narrowly missing your eye, the rest coating your lips.

He sighed quietly as he looked down at you. You could tell he was smiling under his hood. Whether at the mess he made or at you, you weren’t sure. You licked your lips to clean them off at least a little bit, fighting the urge to grimace at the taste as you swallowed.

The sound of static coming from your headset startled you and you felt yourself jerk as your teammate’s voice filled your ear asking anyone if they’d found König.

You did you best to calm your breathing as fast you could before responding, “Yeah, I found him. Just got him up and running.”

König took the time you were speaking with the team to put his dick away and pull out a handkerchief to wipe the rest of your face off. Your team made the decision of where to meet up and you were quick to shut your mic back off once it was decided.

You pushed yourself off the ground, sighing quietly as you redid your belt, hoping to whatever forces above that your boner wasn’t too noticeable. König chuckled as he watched you before gently grabbing your chin and tilting your face towards him. He cleaned the rest of his mess off of you, which you were more than grateful for, before leaning down and lifting his hood up just enough to kiss you.

“Thank you liebling,” he whispers as he stands back up. “We’ll continue this when we get back to base.”

“Long as you don’t try to kill me again,” you mumble, rubbing the front of your neck as you started out of the room. Despite your words, König could tell you were excited to get back.

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