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frogchiro · 1 year

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HELLO LOVELIES!! due to popular demand I present to you this, a kinda 2 part to this baby. I wanted to thank you for the overwhelming love that little brain rot got so I'm writing something extra ^^ While this may not be a direct continuation it's set in the exact same universe and everything so you can read is as a stand alone another part of perverted nasty Ghost (and a guest!) or a continuation of other nasty shenanigans that Si would do to his little hacker girl :(

fem!reader, nsfw, nasty perv Ghost and a special guest, can be read as kinda dark? nothing hardcore it's just implied that Simon is terribly possessive bordering on obsessed and he has dark-ish tendencies so be careful!

That being said, nasty perv Ghost who's almost buzzing with barely repressed anger, almost snarling, teeth baring beneath his mask. He's standing on the sidelines of the mattress laid out on the gym floor as he watches Price go at you almost like a wild animal, grabbing and tossing you around like you're a rag doll, ultimately pinning you down to the floor with his massive body with your hand behind your back and laid out on your tummy, all tired out and panting with Price leaning down to your ear and growling something to you that made you let out a pathetic keen.

Simon didn't hear what the captain said to you but judging by your facial expression it must have been something suggestive; nasty and perverted and delivered in that deep growly rumble of Price's voice.

The blonde man knew that this whole 'compulsory hand to hand combat training' was a load of bullshit, it always was. It was organized a few times a year when the higher ups insisted and there was no way out. It was usually terribly boring, just a load of loud and sweaty men tumbling like beasts while screaming at each other and a few hot-shots who showed of like peacocks.

Except that this time there was a new addition to this mess, little old you. The new hacker of 141, the young lady who always dressed nicely, nails always manicured and smelling oh so deliciously with your perfumes. Since you're technically not a soldier Ghost thought that you'd be spared from the training but apparently he was very wrong and he hated it. He could see how flustered you were earlier, how small and soft you were in the presence of all these big hardened soldiers. He could see that you were nervous and he didn't exactly blame you therefore he decided that he would be the perfect match for you for training; it would be a win win situation!

He'd treat you as gently as he could so you wouldn't have bruises and aches from a rough treatment, and him on the other hand would have jerk off material for the next month. He could almost taste it, taste you. How he'd press you against him, how his big scarred hands would be able to run over your soft body all he wanted under the guise of training. How his big sweaty body would rub against you, his musk rubbing off on you and making you smell like him, like Ghost; a primal way of marking you. How he'd listen to all you little whines and mewls when he'd grab you too roughly and how you'd be able to feel his hard cock press against your ass as he mounted you from behind to press you into the exact position as you were now. Except it wasn't him who had you caged in his grip, it was fucking Price.

That fucker snatched you right from under his nose. Literally. Simon was just about to go up to you when suddenly Price appeared seemingly out of thin air and swooped it to basically tell you that you're gonna be his sparing partner, not even asking, he was stating a fact and since he was your captain you couldn't really say no right? :(

As John was leading you away from a growling Simon he could swear that the older man turned slightly to him and gave him a smug look that said 'better luck next time son, she's mine' and what made his teeth grit even more that he could perfectly hear these words in John's smooth growly drawl.

He's very well aware that Price has the hots for you, that dirty old pervert. He caught him looking at you more than once now, his gray blue eyes following you like a predator watching his prey, how whenever you stopped by his office to deliver some new intel or paperwork Price's voice suddenly dropped a few octaves into a deep, hot and enticing drawl that made you stutter and goosebumps appear on your skin. Also Simon heard Price going at it in his office, jerking off or doing god knows what and growling your name, or the occasional pair of your (stolen) panties peeking out from a drawer, the delicate pink material stained white with John's seed. His naturally possessive character getting amped up whenever you're with them on a mission or even in the same vicinity, any soldier who has the balls to talk or even flirt with you getting swiftly removed and ordered to run 30 laps around training grounds.

And now Ghost lost to that old perverted fuck and he will have to endure his smug commentary about how nice your soft body felt under him, how your delicious ass pressed against his cock and how you whimpered in confusion as you felt your captain grind against you and growl into your ear to 'be a good girl and get a feel of your captain, feel what will be breeding you later' and you couldn't help but whine and wiggle around a bit, you were so hot and so embarrassed, pinned under your captain with all those men watching you with heavy eyes :((

You soon stopped your wiggling and just laid there under the heavy man, his panting and growls rumbling against your back as you got a bit intoxicated on his heavy musky scent, pure masculinity and dominance oozing out of him and rubbing off on you.

You started to wonder if he'd truly keep his promise up and take you with him later, lock you in his bedroom and ravish you, breed you good with his babies :(

#kin speaks #damn #i'm thinking on making a whole series with perverted 141 ;;#like 141 plus graves #los vaqueros #and konig #bc the brain rot is real and I love writing about musky nasty men ;;#pervy!141 #cod x reader #cod mw x reader #simon ghost riley x reader #simon riley x reader #john price x reader #simon ghost riley #simon riley #john price

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konigsblog · 2 months

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hii i dont post anymore but yr still my treasured mutual. i present an idea that wont leave me alone: loser edater konig. started off as him paying for pics but hes possessive and now spends exorbitant amounts to make sure u send pics to ONLY him. begs for nudes constantly and is shitty and passive aggressive when he doesnt get them. sends u unsolicited videos of him jerkin it 25/8

HII, DEVILANON !! ❣️

loser e-dater face times you so he can convince you to flash him your titties... :3

cw: toxic-könig, loser-könig, pervy-könig.

he's so perverted and gross, getting horny a little too often and harassing you until you give in and call him, already removing your t-shirt, knowing his greediness. loser, e-dater könig will constantly ask for more nudes, admiring your body from all angles. he'll even convince you by giving you a ridiculous amount of money, just to see you suck a dildo on call -- one the same size of his large cock!

he'd make a silicone version, a mould of his large, hard dick, watching you suck it off, puffy and slick lips wrapped around his thick girth, giggling while you watch him jerk off and stroke himself rapidly, ‘til he's cumming and spurting his hot load all over his chest, eyes rolled to the back of his head and his chest rising and falling.

seeing his glasses crooked on his stupid face, eyelids heavy and his eyebrows furrowed together through the strain and pleasure. he can barely hold himself back from moaning your name loudly, grunting and calling you degrading, and shameful names for giggling at him. you're such a fuckin’ dickhead, maus... :(

he'll spam you with horrible insults if you don't do what he asks. call him possessive and weird, and he'll just roll his eyes, leaning in and admiring your breasts and hardened nubs, the thought of suckling on them causing his dick to pulse in his hold.

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crimsonbubble · 7 months

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Cod men being absolute munches please ❤️❤️

cw. nsfw, afab!reader, oral, overstimulation, panty stealing (dont ask pls im depraved), beard burn, scent kink of some sort *not proofread, just pure horny

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ghost is messy and kinda pervy. like he'll keep his mask on when he tells you to sit on his face type messy. will not take the mask off until you've soaked through it but you can feel his tongue push against the rough fabric as he bumps it against your clit. he has definitely used the soaked mask as fap material when he's away from you. though he's not opposed to stealing your panties if his masks aren't available to him.

if ghost was messy, then soap is sloppy. he's doped out on your taste and scent. he just wants all his senses to be you. loves to squeeze your hips while your push his face closer against your pretty cunt. once he starts, he won't stop. he just thinks you always have too much on your mind, so he's doing you a favour and making him the only thing on your mind. also, you just look extra pretty when you're tearing up sensitivity. loves how you can't tell if you want to pull him closer or push him away.

price is so so attentive. he's peering up at you as he sucks your pretty clit into his mouth. makes your thighs clench around his head just because he loves seeing how easily your body reacts to him. also loves to hear you complain that your skin is raw and sensitive but then again it is unbelievably hot to see your captain's beard dripping in your arousal.

gaz loves to have you sit on his face. literally smother him, it's what he wants. heavily encourages you to ride his face as you please. grabs your ass like he's getting paid to do so. can not and will not keep his hands off you. if you offer to suck him off, good god he'd make sure to give you the most mind blowing, toe curling, gut wrenching orgasm ever.

alejandro loves control, but he's always willing to sacrifice it for you. he'll let you take the reigns; want to sit on his face? he'll happily lie down for you. want to have him on his kness? he's already there. while his mouth is busy working on your sticky cunt, his hands are roaming all over you. it's like he's trying to commit the curves and slopes of your body to memory.

rudy is a certified lover boy. literal hearts in his eyes when he's needy for you. wants, no needs you to sit on his face. he just wants to feel your thighs on him. holds your hips down on his face so he can tongue fuck you and bump his nose into your clit.

horangi downright abuses your sweet little clit. he can't help it, you make the sweetest noises when he overstims you. he'll pin your hips down on the bed so he can trace his name on your clit with his tongue. loves to hold eye contact with you when he goes down on you. def the type to stop when you close your eyes or look away.

konig forces you to put your weight down on him. don't just hover on him. sit on him. full weight. doesn't matter if he can breathe or not. though he prefers to situate himself between your thighs with his hood on, so you can't see what he's gonna do. once you cum on his face, he isn't letting you go until you do it again. forces your body to move along his face so he can continue to please you.

keegan finds it more amusing to just pull his mask up over his nose to eat you out. simply bc he can't be bothered to take it off completely. he's a clit kisser. and he makes out with your pussy too. sitting in his office chair while he's kneeling under his desk so he can eat you out. loves to finger you while he kisses and licks your clit.

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katz-chow · 8 months

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any thoughts for pervy könig? i know he'd be so gross amd clingy, constantly stealing panties and huffing at them :( or watching you across from the showers, fisting his leaky cock and making eye contact with you :(

i bet he'd be stalk you 'nd everything !!! being so creepy and openly desperate :(

ignore this if you're uncomfortable !!

warnings: nsfw, gn! reader, pervy, toxic, power play, corruption kink, stalking, somnophillia, not proofread :D

all the things that lead up to that though, waiting and stalking you to see your reaction to everything hes doing.

him purposely putting a hand on your lower back to walk past you, his large hand traveling a bit too far down until you feel a squeeze on your ass

the next time he does it, you quickly arch into his grasp and look at him with those doe eyes of yours, all innocently. from then on, he knows how cheeky and desperate you are

always teasing you by making you go shower last, saying he needs some…help with paperwork. you always agree because he’s your superior!! why wouldn’t you??

ends up with the both of you in the empty showers late at night, you rubbing the soap down your body with the open curtains, allowing him to lean back on the benches by the lockers to feel his pants tighten, your freshly worn underwear in his hand.

by the time he finally pulls his stiff, leaky cock out, he can’t help but use your underwear to jerk him off :( it’s the closest thing he’ll allow himself to you, you’re just so young and precious!!

will keep your cum stained underwear to “wash for you”. you ended up never seeing them again…along with a few other pairs

pervy konig who sneaks into your room while you’re asleep using his rank to get the master key. he sits there kneeling on the floor next to your bed as he sniffs your hair and your musk, skin shiny with a thin layer of sweat from your sleep

he inhales your scent and just like that, he leaves his own potent one, cumming on your sheets…or if he’s feeling rather possessive, he’ll grind against your arm or hand until he cums all over you

pervy konig who grinds up against your ass when you’re both supposed to be focusing on a debrief, but he doesn’t care, it could’ve been an email. not his fault you’re standing next to him, your smell just turns on something feral in him

making you go into parade rest, your hands behind your back to grope and touch his growing bulge while no one dares peep a word about him grinding and grunting in the back of the room, he’s their superior too!! why would they risk getting in terrible trouble? especially harsh when someone that’s not him making you embarrassed

pervy konig who thigh fucks you, rarely ever allowing his dick to your oh so needy parts, slick dripping down your thighs and mixing with his own precum. when he thinks you’re doing particularly good, hell intentionally slide higher and rub against you, making you tremble and moan, edging you and denying. it leaves you all needy, allowing him to do all the pervy stuff just for the chance that he might authorize you to cum

“you’re too good for me, schätzelein…can’t stand ruining you yet…”

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l0v3tast3 · 11 months

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i need pervy older bf konig :(

good god. bro you and i are both so lucky i had today off. this was some good shit to write thank you very much for requesting this ( ◡‿◡ *) also ngl i really think i just don't know how to write characters not being possessive. it's just in my dna

✎ tags: mdni!, smut, female reader, age gap (reader is 18/19, könig is mid-40's), mentioned loss of virginity, corruption/innocence kink, size difference, size kink, pet names, free use, posssessive!könig, exhibitionism, mention of violence (reader gets turned on by it dw), edging, dacryphilia, bondage, praise kink, reader calls könig "sir"

✎ word count: 1.4k words (not proofread)

✎ translations: "hase" = bunny , "liebling" = darling "mein schatz" = my darling/sweetheart , "mein herz" = my heart "mein kleiner hase" = my little bunny (please correct me if anything is wrong, i'll edit it whenever i get the chance!)

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✧ ˖ ° pervy older boyfriend!könig who is just obsessed with his darling little girlfriend. he loves everything about you, how small you are against him, how easy you are to manhandle and twist around, so happy to just have him touch you however he wants. how you always crane your neck up to look at him with such adoration in your pretty eyes, even when he makes you do the nastiest things for him.

✧ ˖ ° ever since the first time he sunk into you, your first time where you couldn't even take his whole dick (it took you a few rounds to fit it all in), he just can't get enough of you. the whimper when he pops his fat head through your tiny hole, how you dig your nails in and gasp for breath the further he pushes in, it's straight up addicting to him. könig's favorite thing is seeing you fall deeper and deeper into the pleasure he gives you, seeing you become more and more corrupted by his huge hands and cock.

✧ ˖ ° he's got such a kink for your innocence and naivety; his heart skips a beat every time you think it can't get any better, and then it does and your little body doesn't even know how to handle it. könig will try every position, every kink his expansive mind can come up with with you.

✧ ˖ ° it always starts with him pulling you over one of his thighs (it strains your legs too much to try and sit over both of them without his help) and him dragging your hips back and forth across it. his hands cover the entire expanse of your thighs and the globes of your ass, fingertips digging in until it's just on the edge of bruising. always soaking up your little whimpers, how you dig your nails into his shoulders and hide your face in his chest. "hase, my little bunny, does that feel good? look at me, liebling, answer me. always so shy when i have you like this. it feels good, yes? are you going to cum for me? heh, what is it, you need more, liebling? ask me nicely for more, then."

✧ ˖ ° pervy older boyfriend!könig who steals your underwear and most of the clothes you pack when you come over and pretends to have no idea where it all went. oh well, guess you'll just have to wear his clothes! it's such a shame that you don't have any underwear left until he does the laundry that he keeps "forgetting" about. it's so sad that you have nothing clean left to wear except his t-shirts that almost reach your knees.

✧ ˖ ° he just loves being able to come up to you in the kitchen, lift you up onto the island counter and run his hands up your thighs until his thumb covers your clit. you always get so squirmy when he does that, bucking your hips into his hand and clawing at his arm. könig chuckles and teases you about how needy you are for him, how you're such a dirty little girl for walking around with no underwear. "don't you know how men are, mein schatz? they'll snatch you up every chance they get," he mutters in your ear, the hand that wasn't shoving two fingers into you gripping your hip to keep you still.

✧ ˖ ° when you start stuttering out little pleas and fumbling with his belt he relents. he pushes you flat against the counter and kneels to lick a sloppy stripe up your pussy, never forgetting his dedication to not hurting you (not in a way you didn't like, at least). and when he's finally lifting your hips up to line up your sopping hole with his dick, he tells you how much of a good girl you are for letting him use you like this, whenever he wants.

✧ ˖ ° pervy older boyfriend!könig who gets off on having you sit on his lap in public; in front of anyone, really. könig knows that his overwhelming size and heavy stare makes him live up to his name of "king", and having a pretty little thing like you in his lap just completes the picture. he doesn't admit it, but you know it's an ego boost for him every time.

✧ ˖ ° it just makes him so happy to have you so close! he tells you it helps him with his social anxiety, having you there to calm him down. especially when he invites over his friends, other colonels and military men. könig knows you always feel out of place, feeling like you're going to hear something you shouldn't. he just coos reassurances in your ears and rubs his hands up and down your thighs, fingertips grazing just below the hem of the pretty dress he had asked you to put on. "relax, hase, it's okay for you to be here. mein schatz, mein herz, you know i would never let anyone harm you. i would break their neck before they even came close."

✧ ˖ ° you somehow always end up trying to discreetly white-knuckle his wrist that's buried between your legs. könig plays poker with the rest of the men, pretending very well that three of his fingers aren't knuckle deep inside you. everyone knows, they grow to expect it at this point. you're just so obvious, squirming and glancing up at him anxiously and trying desperately to cover up the tiny moans you let out. then he'll finally lean down and whisper in your ear, telling you to be good and cum; you can't possibly hide the way you shake and arch your back or the choked whimpers. but the men carry on with their game, barely sparing a second glance at you (they still shift in their seats, sneak a hand down to readjust), talking amongst themselves.

✧ ˖ ° "you see, mein kleiner hase, they know to not even look at you too long. they know you're mine, just well as you do, right?" könig says lowly while he wipes his fingers off on your thighs. he's pulling you closer to him so you can feel the outline of his hardon pressed against your ass. you nod and mumble a little "yes, sir" and he pats your stomach where he's holding you against him. "good girl. don't worry, liebling, we are almost done here. i'll stuff you full soon enough, just be patient a little longer."

✧ ˖ ° pervy older boyfriend!könig who always has nothing but praise for you except for when you act up. he wasn't the kind of man to take insubordination lightly usually; you couldn't be if you wanted to be a colonel. instead of his usual punishments (making subordinates run suicides until they dropped) he likes tying you down and edging you until you're sobbing for him to let you cum, to untie you, anything.

✧ ˖ ° it's not that he enjoys seeing you cry (he loves it in this context), he just needs to teach you a lesson, to make sure you know your bratty actions have consequences. it just brings könig so much joy to reduce you to a brainless, overstimulated mess, whining pleas between hiccups and gasps for air. hearing you cry out, "no- nono please könig, please sir m'sorry, m'so sorry! ha-a- please, please let me cum, m'sorry, please-", is like an angel's choir to his ears. he knows you think he's being cruel and unfair, but könig is always going easy on you. you still are his sweet little girl, after all, he could never hurt you too much!

✧ ˖ ° he won't let up though until he's making you say whatever nasty things he wants, until you're so desperate that you completely forget about being shy. "have i taught you your lesson, hase? hm, i don't know if you have yet. tell me what you want- i know you want to cum, liebling, what do you want me to do about that? you want me to fuck you? ask properly, tell me you want my thick cock in your tiny pussy. you need it, don't you? tell me you need it, you need to feel me deep inside you. hah, alright mein kleiner hase, i believe you. it's alright, shh, mein herz, you did so well for me, let me reward you now."

#call of duty modern warfare 2 #cod mw2 #konig #konig x reader #konig x female reader #konig x you #könig #könig x reader #könig x female reader #reader insert #call of duty smut #cod smut #konig smut #könig smut #— lilly writes! ♡

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soullessdianthus · 8 months

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Could we get some pervy soap or ghost 👀👀

You got me hooked on pervy Konig 🥵

A/N: Your wish has been granted. (≖⌣≖)

Warnings: cocky, playboy MacTavish who is possessive af (he has no shame), nsfw (choking?, ass slapping, exhibitionism, shower sex, masturbation, creampie, rough sex as punishment)

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✧°. John was a pretty popular guy in his school years. And he knew he was quite handsome too, so he never really complained about the lack of girl’s attention. Things got a little different when he enrolled in the British military.

✧°. As he reached his twenties, Johnny wasn’t satisfied with teasing all these other recruits in a hall or a canteen. Especially, because it rarely ended with sex, almost never. He was a busy man with loads of obligations around the base. It could be certainly said that he changed a little and grew out of the playboy phase.

✧°. For a while at least.

✧°. But the lack of previously mentioned intimacy almost drove him nuts. Perv!Soap was a simple man, he just needed to blow off some steam, you know?

✧°. Then one lucky day, a group of new recruits came into the training grounds and you certainly got his attention. A pretty thing that smiled to him as you walked by Sergeant MacTavish.

✧°. Johnny felt like his veins were flooding with testosterone again, the mere sight of your curves, made his cock throb. None of the other women soldiers intrigued him so much. it had to be that innocent smile of yours.

✧°. So naturally, Perv!Soap offered you a little tour around the base, while keeping his hand on your lower back. He was just trying to be nice and give you a warm welcome, right? He seemed like a spark of joy!

✧°. He would find himself daydreaming about you, about what position he would put you in or what would he do to pull the sweetest screams out of your tight throat.

✧°. His imagination was wild – you were just sweeping the dust to the tray while kneeling? John already was imagining you on your knees in front of him, begging for his cock, drool dripping from the corners of your mouth.

✧°. Perv!Soap would be a bold type of man, whose intentions were crystal clear. He wanted to mark you as his as soon as possible. MacTavish couldn't bear the thought of other men laying their disgusting hands on you. He had to claim you first.

✧°. The perfect opportunity happened, when you came into the gym for a sparring session. Of course your good friend was there to train with you! Johnny invited you into a ring, before giving some advice.

✧°. Being bigger and stronger than you, Soap made you stumble and fall more times than a fingers hand has. Yet, you kept standing up, willing to continue the sparring session. Perv!Soap enjoyed each minute he had your body within his firm grip, your front or back rubbing against him. It really riled him up.

✧°. So when he had you on the ground, laying atop of him and between his thighs in a tight chokehold, Johnny threw a couple of inappropriate jokes towards his friends who were watching the ring. They laughed and you tried to wiggle away once again.

✧°. “Hope yer gonna keep the spirit, bonnie. I like ‘em feisty.” He whispered into your ear, when your throat was being suffocated with his bicep. You struggled again, letting out a whine and a huff. Such an innocent sound, however it got John’s cock almost hard. You felt it digging into your lower back.

✧°. Perv!Soap would make clear that you already belong to him. If some unfortunate soul dared to look at you in the wrong way, MacTavish would pin them to the wall and threaten them. Or, in a worse case scenario, he would just punch the wretch’s jaw or nose. Hard.

✧°. Furthermore, when crossing him in the hallway, Soap wouldn’t bother with decency. If he had a desire to smack your plump ass, he wouldn’t hesitate. John would smile to himself, if he managed to pull a loud gasp out of you, when his strong palm struck your bum.

✧°. Perv!Soap’s confidence would only boost if he ever made you flustered. Which was often. With previously mentioned slaps or dirty words whispered into your ear.

✧°. “Oh, bonnie. Let me fuck yer pretty tits, eh?”

✧°. “Good lass, learnin’ fast, aren’t we? Got me wonderin’, what else can I teach ya?”

✧°. When it came to drinking outside the base, after a successful mission let’s say, Soap would rather sooner than later pull you into his lap. His thighs were more comfortable than a cheap chair and this way he could watch over you.

✧°. Because he was a good friend and didn’t want anybody to throw a pill into your drink, right? Johnny called it a “scary dog privilege” when you sat at his thighs. But to be honest, for him it was a power move. Everyone else from your group acknowledged how protective Soap was over his girl.

✧°. Perv!Soap would sneak into your shower cabin and shush your loud gasp, before anyone could hear. He placed his big palm against your lower jaw and placed a finger over his lips. You were so cute, when you tried to cover your modesty, even now when both of you were completely naked.

✧°. “Ya gotta help me, bonnie. I’ve got a problem.” John said to you, pointing at his painfully hard cock. Your face turned bright red.

✧°. “Now? Someone might hear us!” You yelled at him, keeping the whispering tone. Slowly your hand that was covering your breasts, loosened up and rested at the side of your body. Fuck it, he already seen enough.

✧°. “Sh, sh, sh. Don’t ya worry, I’ll be quiet, eh?”

✧°. Petrified or willingly, you allowed him to guide your smaller hand over his throbbing length. Soap stood close to you, his chest brushing against your perky nipples as the stream of warm water ran down your curves and his toned muscles.

✧°. Perv!Soap showed you how to stroke him and where to squeeze him. As he predicted you were in fact a fast learner. Quickly you understood how he wanted to receive a handjob and you complied, encouraged by his hand sneaking to the side of your face. The other one was playing with your nipples.

✧°. Sergeant was breathing heavily, huffing into your face just below his. He was getting closer, faster than ever before. You made him this soft, it was your hand that drove him into sweet like honey delirium.

✧°. When he came, his cum spurted onto your palm and some landed on your stomach. Soap moaned, holding onto the shower stall on his left.

✧°. However, the warm and thick liquid was washed away by the trickle of water.

✧°. “That’s a good girl.” Johnny would be so cute and sweet on you, when you did whatever he asked you to.

✧°. But when you misbehaved or even unwittingly flirted with another soldier, Perv!Soap would be rather rough and tough with you, shoving you into the closest, empty storage in the base.

✧°. Johnny would push your face against the wall, tightly gripping your wrists behind your back. He didn’t care when you scowled and whined at him. Soap kicked your feet further apart, before he started to grind against your ass.

✧°. “You belong to me, remember? Only I can fuck your tight cunny, lass.”

✧°. Perv!Soap didn’t care that you mumbled out an apology, he wanted to make a point here – to show you were his little fucktoy.

✧°. So he pushed his way between your puffy folds without any preparations, John knew you would take him anyways. He wasn’t so sweet and gentle about the intercourse, not at all.

✧°. Soap set a fast and rough pace that made each of his powerful thrust borderline painful. Balancing between the soreness and pleasure. One of his hands kept your wrists restrained, while the other hand grabbed a fist full of your hair, forcing you to arch your back for him.

✧°. Your slightly suppressed moans and whines were music to his ears, only encouraging him to keep thrusting into your tight cunt.

✧°. And just before his actions made you and him orgasm, he pulled out of you and nestled his cock between your puffy folds. Ropes of thick cum covered your pussy and instantly began dripping onto your underwear.

✧°. Perv!Soap would pull your panties back up to their place, clinging tightly against your wet sex. Somehow you were conflicted and couldn’t decide if you were disgusted by the feeling of his semen smearing across your labia or were you aroused.

✧°. “Go on, now.” Johnny told you, slapping your clothed ass in a gentler manner.

✧°. “But–”

✧°. “If any bastard would try to sneak their hand into your panties, they’ll know, who this cunny belongs to, yes? I marked it.”

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diejager · 6 months

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hear me out tho. PervKönig with with thick thigh female reader who applies lotion on her thick thick thighs after a shower??

Lotion Cw: Pervy!König, lotion on thighs?, erotic fantasy, tell me if I missed any.

Fortunately - or unfortunately in some situation - he has self-control, able to hold himself back from re-enacting his fantasies or to push his needs onto you. The hunger that festered in the pit of his stomach, an unbearring heat at the apex of his thighs, beating with an erratic pulse and growing in restlessness. König has to push back the hanging reminder that he was hard, pressed against his sweatpants with a leaky tip.

He can only hope that you won’t catch the slight tent in his pants while his hands were busy, working the soft smelling lotion of your supple thighs. The pudgy fat of your thighs so tender under his callouses fingers, skin rolling if he pressed on it, lathering the white cream over your skin. You were so soft, so pliant and so loving, letting him inch his fingers closer to the edge of your shorts, tights and squeezing your upper thigh and your crotch.

He had to bite his cheek when you let out soft moans when he reached your inner thigh, folding your round skin and bending your knee to reach under your leg before he reached down. From the apex of your leg down to your ankle, his fingers twisting and curling around your toes, between and under. You curled your toes, giggling at the ticklish sensation of his fingers, it made him smile softly, scarred lips stretching thinly.

His eyes roamed over your glistening legs, the lotion making it gleam under the bathroom light, where he had his hands on. He bowed down, lips kissing your foot, tender and loving. He heard your surprised hum, but didn’t react to your sweet sound, his mouth trailing kisses up to your knee, eyes gazing into you own, cool eyes swirling with heat.

He loved how supple your thighs were, how soft and pliant it was, it drove him wild with need. He wanted to push you down on the couch right down the hallway, and fuck them, to rut his leaky cock between them. He wondered if you’d be disgusted if you knew your roommate wanted to paint your thighs white with cum, to massage your skin with his load rather than lotion, smelling salty and tasting tangy - smelling and tasting of him - after a shower.

König might have to add this fantasy to his bucket list, to act out when you fell asleep. He only hoped you wouldn’t mind.

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soggyriceee · 10 months

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Okay hear me out. König always thought he was a dom yeah, so when his darling asks to explore her oral fixation on his d!ck, he though keeping his promise (of not forcing it down her throat) would be hard.

Only, first few kitten licks and soft suckles on his tip and he starts whimpering, totally subby for her. And she just wants to explore :((( so she keeps just the tip in her mouth (reverse Just The Tip), giving it the attention it deserves.

König never knew he could come like that from just that.

- Beer anon 🍻

just the tip | Konig

summary: look above :p

| ok so ive been kinda obsessed with like.. pervy Konig and other cod characters as well so im just exploring that type of writing for a bit to see if you guys like it and me so, lmk if we want more perky Konig in the future :ppp

" come here maus.. tell me whats wrong." Konig said, leaning back in his chair, patting his lap. he watched as your straddle him, a smile on his lips. he pulls your pink skirt down, gripping your thighs after. "talk to me, whats wrong." he says softly, his other hand on your hip. you hear the game in the background, his friends through his headset yelling obscene words.

Konig had always seen you as his precious little girl. most would say he took advantage of your innocence, you say he was simply teaching you more about your body. your parents were extremely religious, the topic of sex never even coming up. not even in school. they put you in a religious school, blocking any chance of you learning about male or female pleasure. of course, you'd get curious in the night, your hand slipping down between your legs to touch whatever was throbbing between your legs. but you had no idea what you were doing, and nothing seemed to feel good. not until you met Konig of course.

you guys have never fully had sex, not fully at least. at night he would slip between your legs, pulling your night gown up. " just the tip" he'd whisper, pulling his dick through his underwear hole. you'd always been curious about his dick. like what was coming out of his tip when he'd pull it out his pants, or even when he'd pull out of you? why was it warm? why was it white? there were so many questions you had but were too scared to ask.

and he'd always finish on your cunt, never inside. he'd give maybe four thrusts before he'd pull out, gasping above you and jerking off until the white warm liquid would spurt onto your cunt. and he'd always tell you how pretty your pussy is, how one day hes gonna fuck you. but not now. not yet. but you always wondered what it was like to have him fully inside you. his tip alone was thick, and it was uncomfortable the first time he slid it in. the way your walls stretched out around him.

and every time you'd tell him about the throbbing between your legs, he'd happily set you on his leg, bounce you up and down until your body twitched on top of him, and you let out those pretty, high pitched moans while you gripped onto his shirt tightly. " schönes mädchen - pretty girl~" he would coo into your ear, rubbing your lower back as you came down from your orgasm.

"I uhm.. I am curious about something." you said softly, your fingers playing with the hem of his shirt. he'd then lean forward in the chair, grabbing his headset. " hey guys, ill be right back. my girlfriend needs something real quick." he said, muting his mic and sitting back in the chair. he smiled back at you, tilting his head. " curious about what, maus?" he asked, hands placed back in their original spots. oh how he called you maus. it made the throbbing between your legs form so quickly.

you whimpered, shifting on his lap. you felt the semi bulge of him pressing right onto your cunt, pulling your bottom lip between your teeth. " uhm y-your.. your dick.. I wanna try something." you said, never looking at him. he chuckled softly, lifting your head. " is that so?" he whispered, looking you in your eyes. you blushed and nodded, shifting once more. " c-can I put it.. in my mouth." you asked softly, looking away from his gaze.

you could've sworn he let out a whimper, his grip on your chin firming up. he shifted beneath you, smiling. " think you can take it all maus?" he asked, looking down between you both. his dick pressed firmly against your cunt now, the hardness of it applying the perfect pressure onto your clit. you nodded your head, the blush on your cheeks growing stronger. " i.. I can try." you whispered, gripping his shirt stronger.

he looks up, a smile on his face. "on your knees." was all he said, pushing you gently off his lap. his hands worked to pull his dick out of his pants, watching you the whole time. it bounced off his stomach when he pulled it from his underwear, his tip red with the same white substance pooling at the top. you swallowed, looking up at the size of him. it was a bit nerve wracking, and he divinely saw that. " just the tip" he said softly, reaching down to grab the back of your head.

he led you to his hard on, watching you. " open your mouth baby just a- there you go" he said, watching as your mouth opened wide for him. "stick your tongue out libeling." he said, gripping the base of him. he slapped his length on your tongue, his bottom lip pulled between his teeth. " just the tip.. come on." he whispered, guiding himself into your mouth.

he gasped when he felt the warmth and wetness of your mouth around his tip, his mouth falling open. his grip on the back of your head tightened, a soft whimper slipping past him when you looked up at him. " s-suck it libeling.. like a l-lollipop." he said, watching you from above. you hummed, your eyes moving down to look at the rest of what wasn't in your mouth. your tongue subconsciously pressed flat on the bottom of his tip, your head bobbing up and down just a bit, enough to give his tip attention alone.

his head fell back against the chair, his eyes squeezing shut. his hips so desperately tried to buck up further into your mouth, but he promised just the tip, as always. "ho-hollow your cheeks.. maus.. please." he whimpered above you, his mouth falling open once more. you did as he asked, hollowing your cheeks. he gasped out again, feeling every side of your warm mouth around his tip. his hands gripped his arms rests, his legs bouncing up and down as he tried to hold back his orgasm.

but you weren't done with him. you were having fun, watching how you pleasured him. it felt good. and it surely made your cunt throb. you felt your slick run between your thighs, a whimper coming from you. but you wanted more.

you pulled him out of your mouth, looking at his dick. he looked back down at you, confused. you leaned back forward, your tongue pressing flat on his tip. another whimper from above you. you assumed that it felt good for him, so you continued. your hand gripped his base, holding his dick still. your other found his thigh, holding onto it while your rested on the tips of your toes. " g-oddam maus.. fuck put it back in your mouth" he whined, watching how you traced your tongue around his tip. and you did just that.

you swallowed his tip back between your lips, looking back up at him. pretty whimpers left his lips, occasional growls as he watched you give his tip small bobs of your head around his tip. " c-cant take anymore.. oh my g-god" he cried out, his super body jerking forward. his hips thrusted up a bit, apologizes flying out his mouth. it was never enough for his whole length to slide into your mouth, but it definetly threw you off guard.

" keep going maus.. g-gonna cum..please~" he whined, watching how your eyes closed around him, both your hands wrapped around his dick now. his head flew back, back arching off the chair as you felt a warm liquid spurt against your tongue. you gasped around him, attempting to pull back but he was quicker. he gripped the back of your head, holding you in place. " s-stay there baby.. fuck please s-stay there." he whimpered, his hips bucking up once again.

it was a salty taste, warm too. you didnt know what to really do with it so, you swallowed it. it went down slimy, a small whimper coming from you. above you, Konig panted heavily, his grip on your head still firm. half of his dick was in your mouth at this point, and you honestly didnt mind. his eyes were closed, mouth ajar as the rest of his cum came out of him. " s..so g-good" he whimpered, opening his eyes slowly.

he looked down at you, seeing how full your mouth looked with just his dick. he smiled and pulled it out, watching the saliva string between your lips and his dick. "sorry." he whispered, smiling down at you. you shook your head and remained on the floor, looking up at him. " can.. can I do it again." you asked softly, hands going to grip him once more. a small whimper escaped from him, his eyes squeezing shut. " s-sure maus just give me a- fuck!" he cried out, feeling your lips back around his tip.

he opened his eyes,, watching you wrap your lips around his tip again. this time, your tongue swirled around the hole at the top of his tip, earning a loud whine from him. his body pressed back against the chair, his hips pulling back from you. " l-libeling please I just.. oh fuck~" he cried out, his head falling back. you didnt really know what came over you, or why you were so obsessed with this. but it was fun to be able to do something you've been thinking of for so long. especially when the outcome is this good.

it didnt taker long for Konig to feel that second orgasm coming up. his legs tensed up, his hands finding your cheek. " oh im cumming, im cumming I-im... fuck right there" he cried, his hips jerking forward into your mouth. he knew what he did but he couldnt help it. the way your mouth wrapped so perfectly around his tip, your tongue tracing small circled around his tip. it was like you'd done this before.

pretty little cries came from him as he felt his load shoot into your mouth again, quiet 'please' coming from him. you pulled away, the mix of saliva and cum stringing between your lips and his dick. your shirt was ruined too, drool completely covering the top half. his eyes were hooded, mouth ajar. his chest rose and fell slowly, his legs shaking beside you. you giggled at the sight, the roles now reversed. " n..no more.. please. cant take it." he mumbled, holding your shoulders back to stop you from wrapping your lips around him again. you giggled and nodded, standing to sit on his lap.

his arms wrapped around you, pulling you close. his head rested into your chest, taking in your scent. " so tired.." he whispered, pressing a kiss to your wet chest. " lets take a nap." you said softly, watching how he looked so small beneath you. kinda how you looked after he made you cum. but soft snored erupted from below you and you knew that he had fallen asleep. you giggled and ran your hands through his hair, sighing softly. " goodnight "

you knew it was wrong, but you couldnt help the throbbing between your thighs anymore. so, on his sleeping body you moved your hips back and forth on him, helping yourself to an orgasm as well.

omg I loved this request so fucking much!! and im so sorry it took this long to get out, life has been beating my ass. more requests coming out soon!

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rowarn · 8 months

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Okay a quick hear me out, but like imagine teasing König by riding *his* pillow, grinding on it and everything. Like he either comes back to it or it’s just reader being bratty in hopes of getting him to lose it. I feel like he would 100% find it a little too hot, especially if we go with the idea of König being pervy.

ive mentioned it before but konig has....a temper. he's definitely a gentle giant, pleasure dom but if u push him enough he does have his limits and he can be mean if he needs to be -- he doesnt want to be mean and he doesnt like it but sometimes u just need to be punished ):

so if he walks in you're humping his pillow, a cocky little smirk on your lips as if you've won. oh, he doesn't like that. he just got home from a long, grueling day -- his nerves are shot and he was looking forward to treating u real sweet and gentle and here you were being a brat for no reason !!

you think that you were going to get him to give in and reward you for this??? oh no...so he stands there, arms cross over his chest as you begin to whine and whimper so sweetly for him.

he'll walk over to you, wrapping a strong hand around your throat to force you to look at him.

"don't you dare stop. this is all you'll be getting for tonight, since you don't want to behave."

the forlorn and disappointed look in your eyes is almost enough to get him to back down. almost.

#ask #konig being stern and commanding when he has had ENOUGH i love him dearly

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vixen7243 · 21 days

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Dirty Neighbor

Pervy!Konig x Neighbor!Reader

Part 1 | Part 2

MDNI!!

CW: non con advances

Waking up groaning, you scowled looking down at your thighs, "What?" Surprised you walked to your bathroom and removed your clothes, unsure if the wet dream you had of you massive neighbor really was so effective on your body that you came in your sleep. Washing your body down you let your fingers linger over your mound, the size of Konig's hands on your mind, wondering how they would fill you. Working yourself up to a orgasm you sighed, feeling a little guilty cutting the water off you walked out throwing on a pair of sweatpants and a baggy sweatshirt you had from your ex, walking around the kitchen you started making yourself coffee, turning the tv on you walked around checking on your plants.

Smiling as you opened the blinds you chuckled at the orange cat that sat on the edge meowing, you weren't sure who he belonged to but you still let him in. He was used to the routine with you, following you around the apartment, watering plants, wiping dust off of leaves and making your coffee. Leaping up onto the counter you opened up a little can of cat food for him, taking it upon yourself to feed him when he visits. He surely wasn't starved and his owner cared for him but you were weak to the cutie, scooping the food onto a little plate you set it in front of him walking to your couch and sitting down watching your favorite show. After the kiity had finished his meal he ran over to you and curled up on your shoulder purring as you gently scratched his head and back.

Jumping slightly from the quick knock to your door, you put your coffee down and walked to the door with the cat still laid up on your shoulder, you looked out the peep hole and saw Konig. Flushing, recalling your dream and what you had done in the shower, you opened the door smiling up at him, "Good morning."

"Gutten Morgen Maus." His eyes glanced down to the cat, "A little friend of yours?"

Chuckling you snuggled your face into the cats side, "Yeah, I don't know who he belongs to but every morning he comes to my window and he'll hang out with me for a bit. Less lonely when he does." Smiling down at him, you kissed the kitty's forehead as he leaned up pushing his head into your cheek.

"Lonely klein maus?"

Blushing you looked up to him through your lashes, he was still wearing that hood, but his eyes made you clench your thighs, "Sometimes."

Konig waited a beat before lifting the bowl he had in his hand up to you, "Here you go, I wanted to return this to you."

"Oh, thank you, what did you make?" Taking the bowel from him you went back to the kitchen and set the bowl on the counter.

"Brownie, but, it did not go well."

Chuckling you turned to him, "Oh no, well, if you want, maybe I could help you?"

Konig stepped in smiling under his hood, "Would you maus?"

"Yeah, if you're not doing anything later we can make them, I just have to go grocery shopping."

"Would you like company klein maus?"

Biting your lip you smiled to yourself as you tried to use the cat to hide your smile, you don't know what he's calling you, but the more that he comfortably used it, his presence taking up space in your apartment, you really wouldn't mind, "Yeah, if your not busy though."

Konig couldn't stop the smug ass eating grin from coming over, grateful to the hood he was still wearing, "Whenever your ready maus."

"Give me a moment." Making your way to your room you came back out and sat on the couch slipping on your socks you twisted and cracked opened your window and set the cat onto the back of the couch giving him more scratches and kisses, "In case you decide your ready to leave, don't be eating my plants handsome, otherwise we'll have problems." Chuckling as he meowed back almost like he was giving a snooty response you walked to your shoe rack and grabbed some converse and your side bag, and keys shoving your keys into your bag. "Okay I'm ready." Grabbing the reusable bags you stepped out closing the door behind you locking the door.

The trip to the store, shopping and heading back to the apartment was nice as Konig refused to let you hold a single thing even if it all belonged to you and even snuck his card in paying making you gape like a fish panicking as he ushered you out of the store. "You're going to help me make brownies maus I don't mind."

"But you literally just paid for all my groceries Konig, that's not even a reasonable like payment of gratitude or anything." Huffing you walked beside him down the block to your guys apartment.

"There's more ways you can always repay me later then." The open insinuation made you blush, wondering if the implication is as dirty as your mind was making it out to be or if he was referring to other baked goods you could help him make.

"Well, then you name it." Opening the door before he stepped behind you pushing his leg between you and the door holding it wider for you, his eyes were darkened as he looked down at you.

"I will meine klein maus, I will."

Letting him into your apartment you closed the door behind him, and smiled when the cat walked up to Konig and rubbed up against his boots and flopped down at his feet meowing you couldn't help but smile. Putting away your groceries Konig picked the cat up and leaned against the counter watching you. Once you had everything set out for making the brownies Konig and you washed your hands, the cat going back to the couch to lay down.

Teasing Konig whenever he would over pour anything sweet into the mixture namely the sugar and chocolate you couldn't help gasping and laughing when he smeared some chocolate onto your nose. Pouting when you collected some onto your finger ready to do the same back but forgetting he was still wearing the hood. "Not fair, come on, take the hood off." Reaching for the edge of the hood you couldn't stop giggling when he swerved himself away bobbing out of your reach, "Come on Konig, it's only fair." When he shook his head chuckling at your antics you sighed sucking your finger into your mouth, a wet pop between your lips as you tugged your finger back then into your mouth cleaning the chocolate of turning back to the mix pouring it into the pan and setting it into the oven.

Konig went stiff, watching as your lips and tongue around your finger, he felt his cock instantly hardening twitching as the wet squelching of your lips trying to clean up the chocolate from your finger. "Fine, I'll get you back later." Cleaning up the dishes you then got the both of you something to drink, "Want to sit and watch a movie?"

"Sure." He followed you to the couch and sat down beside you arm moving up behind you on the back of the couch, the orange cat getting up and leaving out the window the two of you alone on the couch, putting an a horror movie you closed your blinds. Settling in beside him, due to him taking up most of your couch you blushed as his arm rested on your shoulders. God, just having met him yesterday you were already so comfortable with him, letting him take up space in your home, if you were any smarter you would let him easily invade your space, but lets be honest, you weren't the brightest. Tucking your legs up, you leaned more into his side, when he grabbed your ankle and dragged it across his lap you loosely let him feeling your clit ache as his hand dragged up and down your leg, stretching your other leg over his lap you decided to reach your arm over his middle and hold him biting your lip.

Konig worked his hand on both of your legs before sliding his hand between your thighs and squeezing the fat there, quietly groaning to himself when you moved your legs apart a little more. Just as he inched his hand right were the both of you wanted it the most the alarm for the brownies made you jump and pull your limbs from him and go to take the brownies out of the oven. Setting them down onto the stove you flinched when you turned back around and Konig was standing behind you, the look in his eyes made you nervous. "Scared me, I didn't know you foll-" Your words falling from your lips when he backed you into the counter and picked you up on it, stepping between your legs. Pushing his hood up over his lips you kissed you silencing any other questions feeling you stiffen against his chest.

Trying to relax against him you grabbed onto his shirt trying to stop the swirling feeling in your head as his tongue pushed into your mouth. The kiss was sloppy, Konig grabbing the edge of your sweats, tugging on them making you try to pull away and ask him to slow down but his hand shot up to your neck and held you against him. You whimpered as his one hand pulled your sweats to your ankles, "So sweet maus, bet you taste even sweeter for me here." As his fingers slid between your folds dipping into you and then pinching your clit you whined looking down, your slick coating his fingers and sliding down onto the counter. "After you let me taste your cunny, you're going to bounce on my cock." Looking up to him shocked you went to protest, feeling like this was definitely getting out of hand but he squeezed your throat, "Payment for the groceries right?"

Whining as he dipped down to his knees he sucked your clit in, tongue already working you again, just like it had that night, remembering what made you cunt clench, shoving two fingers in trying to stretch you out faster. "Konig." Resting your hands onto the top of his head you arched into his mouth moving your legs over his shoulders rutting with his fingers, still embarrassed and nervous but the building orgasm was too delicious to ask him to stop. Swallowing your pride you let yourself fall apart on his tongue and fingers, squeezing even tighter when he pushed a third finger into you in the middle of your orgasm prolonging your orgasm. Huffing as he pulled back you were so ashamed when he started undoing his pants and pulled his enormous cock, knowing it was going to ruin you and the thought alone was turning you on even more. Hiding your face as he moved into you, you cried fighting against him as he pulled your hands away from your face.

"Nein, no covering up maus, no tears. None of that." Konig growled into your ear as he held your hands behind your back in one hand, pushing the head of his cock at your entrance you looked up at him with doe eyes.

"Isn't this too fast? Wait, Konig, please? I don't think I'm ready." Hoping your pleas might work as he stilled you tensed as he kissed your lips, tasting yourself on them.

"Maus, this is going to happen one way or another, you're already mine. Now, deep breath maus, I'll make sure you cum plenty on this cock." Looking down you shoved your head against his chest as he started pushing his dick into your pussy, the stretch burning as the tip hit your cervix, blinking the tears from your eyes you noticed that there was still some of him left that wasn't in you yet. Moving to look up at him, you then screamed as he slammed in all the way, bottoming out, "Oh maus, you did it, that's it, come here." Rubbing your clit he spit down onto his fingers and smeared it all along your clit, your head spined as he he started moving your hips, the squelching of his cock stirring your womb up making you incoherent as he held you up feeling your walls clamp on him. Pulling your ass to the very edge, having to rely on his strength to not let you fall, he pounded into you, drilling through your orgasm, your tears and drool fogging his mind as he spit into you mouth and leaned into you kissing you, feeling you swallow his spit, groaning as you sucked on his tongue. "Are you fucked out maus, becoming my little whore? That's my good girl, just take it, I'll be so good to you maus, the more you obey the more cock you get baby. Your mine maus, mine. Fuck, my little flesh light on legs huh. Yeah." Groaning as your walls spasmed around him as he claimed you it drove him further. "Cum on your cock baby, it's yours, I'm already addicted baby, it's yours, fuck that's it, cum again, come on, soak it baby."

You cried, you were so ruined and spent as you came again, cunt like an iron grip as he continued to fuck you through it, letting him use you, done with holding yourself together. You were clearly enjoying his filthy words, claims to your body, what right do you have to cry, arching into him you moaned as he twitched inside of you, "Konig." Clenching your fists you tried to fling back to lay on the island but he held you up, pinning you to him, whining you tried to wiggle your arms free, "Damnit, Konig, pleasse."

Konig grunted as he pulled you up to him again, picking you up a yelp leaving your lips, he carried you to your room, laying you into your sheets he released your wrists and pushed your knees up to your chest and increased his pace. "I'm going to fill this pretty cunt up maus, then I'm going to do it again and again." You grunted as he put his full weight into his final thrust flattening you into the bed a gurgled crying falling from you, your breath hitching in your throat as you could feel his warm sperm filling your womb. Sitting up Konig massaged your hips, and pushed his hands up to the back of your thighs squeezing them. "Ready maus?" Slowly moving his twitching cock again he groaned, sensitive from cumming he grabbed your hand guiding it down to making you feel where the two of you were connected. "Say it's yours maus."

Looking to him through your tears, you saw that he had removed his hood, a big smile as he moved your fingers over your clit, through your folds, along the base of his cock and keeping your lips spread. "It's mine."

"What is?"

Sniffling you swallowed the lump in your throat and wiggled moaning as he pushed his hips more with you, "It-you-I-" Leaning your head back you groaned, "Fuck, your cock...Cock mine." Stifling a moan you rolled your eyes as he picked his pace back up drilling you into the bed again.

Konig smiled, the evening was of him filling your womb to the brim with his cum, then eating you out even when you had passed out from the overstimulation. He left hickeys littered all over your body to prove that you belonged to him. His little toy.

#call of duty #task force 141 #x reader #smut #18+ mdni #pervy konig #konig #konig smut #konig x reader

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sweetestthingaroundd · 6 months

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scent

18+ mdni!!

perv!konig x fem!reader

warnings: perviness, stalking, drug usage, scent kink, meanie konig (calls you mean names! :((()

an: let me know if i missed any warnings! luv uu

word count: 440

Konig knew he'd find himself in this situation.

His fist pumped his large cock to the smell of some shorts you left behind at the laundromat. He knew they were yours, he saw you take them off last night. He felt himself spill out his 2nd load onto your shorts and let out a soft whimper.

He needed you badly.

Once he cleaned himself up, he could smell you again. You were passing by his office with some other female recruits. Rookies, Konig thought as he buckled his pants back up. He opened his office door, watching as you girls passed by his office.

"Hello Colonel," You smiled, waving at him.

Konig could of died. That voice of yours sent signals to his dick. It wouldn't be long until he was hard again..

"Y/N," He sheepishly smiled.

You waved before walking off with your friends, giving Konig a nice view of your ass. Your body was so goddamn slutty and you didn't even know it. You looked like a whore, all curvy and fucking cute. Pornstar, Konig thought as he grinded his cock against the doorframe.

"Slut. So slutty for a Rookie."

He breathed, cumming in his pants as you walked away.

The next time Konig saw you was when you were stretching alone in your barracks. He couldn't help but notice, your fucking windows were open. You had on a sports bra, you perfect tits spilling out of it as you stretched.

"Whore." Konig said in a low growl.

Konig watched as you took a drag from whatever weed you were smoking, giggling and taking off your pants.

What were you stretching for?

Whore. Konig reminded himself, pulling out his cock to the sight of you smoking and masturbating. Your soft mewls rang through his ears, pumping your fingers in and out..in and out..

"Maus," Konig moaned lowly as you pleasured yourself.

"C-colonel.." You mewled, remembering how hard Konig was when you passed by his office.

Konig didn't hear you moan his name, too lost in the scent of your pussy from where he stood. He wishes he did though, he would of came faster.

"Fuck..a-a-hh-awhh..!~" You mewled, your high making your orgasm hit you like a fucking bus. What a nice treat for Konig, the smell of your squirt that flavored the air. Konig came as well, moaning your name through broken german and English.

You remembered your window was open. Shit, your tiny brain couldn't remember to close your own windows...anyone could have seen.

You didn't realize that until you got an eyeful of Konig's fucked out state in your backyard.

Dumb slut, he thought to himself.

#cod smut #konig x reader smut #konig cod smut #konig smut #cod mw2 smut #call of duty smut #cod x reader smut #konig call of duty smut #mw2 x reader smut #mw2 smut

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ughhh you totally have me in love with kidnapper!konig but i was wondering how he’d manage to get you to fall in love with him? just persistence or some more malicious & manipulative undertones,,,

and any kidnapper!soap?

tw: toxic relationship, kidnapping, manipulation, noncon, pervy behaviour, murder, tell me i missed anything. 🎀

definitely manipulation.

at first, you thought you were just friends, nothing more. you were aware about könig's “small” crush on you, but you didn't expect it to be so depraved and desperate. he's malicious, he'll ruin your relationships with others, murder them and bury their bodies, their cases never solved and always closed without an answer. he knows how it affects you — how it's breaking you! but he's only bringing you two together, getting rid of all competition like he should...

he finds himself craving and longing for your love more though. he doesn't feel like himself without you, feeling depressed without your presence. this honestly leads to him staying over at your house more, humping and breathing down your neck whilst you sleep, eyes wide and blown out as he palms his hard, throbbing boner over his sweatpants. könig's dick leaks, leaving a mess of his boxers. looks like he'll just have to go commando, sneakily trying to slip it inside, playing ot off as an “accident”...

‘til he can't stand being depressed and invites you over to his house instead of going over to yours, where he drugs you, tied up. whilst you're going to pass out, feeling dizzy and lightheaded, he manipulates you, telling you that you'll be safe, that he's protecting you. society is dangerous, my dear.

don't you want to see him happy, mauschen? :(

he'll probably ignore your attempts at bringing up the conversations, before eventually locking you in the basement because of your numerous escape attempts!! just obey him, dear... 🩸

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gremlingottoosilly · 6 months

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LOL miss König just being a civillian working a regular job like nursing, PA, or in an office and konig fucking found out her coworker is hitting on her

Imagine Konig showing ip to u work after u left and hes about to beat up the poor dude.

Brian from surgical orthopedics better get his hands insured and watch his back. konig about to bust his ass and make him go from doctor to patient real quick😭😂😂

Poor coworker is getting his hands thrown under the same burning car Kruger got stuck under. Konig was against you having a job from the very start - especially if it's something that forces you to interact with a lot of people throughout the whole day. They might take advantage of you!! You don't even have to work, he can provide for you!! After you talk to him about that very annoying and pervy coworker, you might as well sign up your resignation papers. Konig is not allowing you to work ever again. He was right the whole time! The world is a dangerous place for his wife, so instead of her nursing job, she should treat his little cuts from various house instruments, and cook him dinner! If you want something to do so badly, he might take home a puppy or a bunch of kittens, or sign you to some dumb reading club for wives of English-speaking expats so you would read dumb romantic novels and discuss it with safe, regular housewives.

#cod #konig x reader #yandere konig #konig

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l0v3tast3 · 10 months

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the pervy older bf konig was amazing, pleaseee can we get one for price!! on my knees begging cos damn the konig one hit the spot mammm

god i love john price so fucking much. he makes my daddy issues go off the damn charts and his voice?!?!?! good god (*♡∀♡) also uwu tysm ily anon i hope you like this!!! <33

✎ tags: mdni! nsft, f!reader, age gap (r is 18, john is late 30's), body worship, semi-public s3x, car s3x, mirror s3x, he fucks you while you're on the phone with your mom, dirty talk, abuse of pet names, edging, overstimulation, tiny bit of dacryphilia, some fluff, john is basically your sugar daddy

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✧ ˖ ° pervy older boyfriend!john who wouldn't take his hands off of you even if there was a gun to his head. you're just so soft and full of youth, it makes him feel a little bit younger too. he's obsessed with smoothing his hands and his lips over every inch of your skin, always taking his sweet time with you, always making sure to worship every bit of you before he presses your thighs to your chest.

✧ ˖ ° he doesn't take for granted what you give him; he makes sure to thank you in the best way he knows how. it's after a lavish dinner and a stroll along a beautiful river that involves him buying you flowers and chocolate from vendors open late. john always means to end the night with just a kiss, opening your door for you and leaning against the car to watch you walk down the street back to your house (you make him park a few houses down so your parents don't see him). somehow the drive always ends with the car parked in some inconspicuous spot so he can fuck you in the backseat, because you insisted that you couldn't stay at his house overnight without your parents asking too many questions.

✧ ˖ ° despite your disapproving whines and squirms, john still takes it slow while he has you laying in the back of his car. he does it mostly because he loves how your legs shake when he builds your orgasm slow, but also because he knows that your parents will call you to check in soon. sure enough, while he's got two fingers buried knuckle deep in you and his mouth latched around one your nipples, the buzzing tune of your ringtone sounds from your bag on the floor. you barely notice it until his mouth pops off your breast and his fingers nearly slow to a halt, and he's holding up your phone for it. "answer it, love. don't want to make them worry, right?"

✧ ˖ ° when you have the phone in your weak grasp he presses the answer button and sinks back down, grinning while he hears you stutter out your greeting. he picks up the pace again, curling his fingers into the spot that makes your hips jerk. your hand is pressed into your mouth as you try to listen to what your mom is saying. her bleating practically becomes white noise when john's tongue licks a stripe from your hole to your clit and starts laving across it. you manage to spout out that you'll be home soon, you and your friends lost track of time, and john makes sure the call is actually ended when you throw it onto the floor again before he finally makes you cum.

✧ ˖ ° pervy older boyfriend!john who absolutely loves fucking you in front of literally any reflective surface. bedroom mirror, bathroom mirror, entryway mirror, windows, the tv, anything will suffice if he can see your pretty tits bouncing while he fucks into you from behind. it's high on his (long) list of his favorite ways to have you.

✧ ˖ ° if you're standing up, he'll use one hand to keep your hips lifted high enough to line up with his, the other wrapped around your neck and partially holding your jaw to keep you looking at yourself. "look at how pretty you are, darling, don't y'see how beautiful you are? say it, love, tell me how pretty y'are. c'mon, know you can do it." when you try to avert your eyes in embarrassment he'll use the hand on your throat to press you into his chest, slowing his hips until he's dragging his thick cock back and forth across all the spots that make your brain go haywire. "you know the rules, darling, won't let you cum until y'say it. well? don't start being a brat now. we both know how that goes, don't we?"

✧ ˖ ° it's also a semi-regular occurrence for john to bring you shopping at higher-end stores and fuck you in the secluded dressing rooms. he sits and tells you how gorgeous you look in each pretty dress and outfit you try on, always doing a little spin for him that makes his dick twitch in his too-tight pants. after a particularly short sundress or skirt he follows you into your fitting room, feeling you up before you even get the chance to squeak about how he's not supposed to be in here with you. john loves watching you scratch at his arms as he holds you up to fuck you, one hand shoving his middle and ring fingers to keep you quiet. it's addicting how quickly he can make you forget that you could be caught by someone at any moment.

✧ ˖ ° pervy older boyfriend!john who might as well shine an actual spotlight on you when he brings you with to formal military events that he's "required" to attend (you always overhear about people skipping out when you're there). he tells you not to worry about buying a dress for it, and when you show up to his home you find he spent probably hundreds on a dress, heels, and all-matching jewelry, all matching your favorite style and colors. and he does it every time you go to an event, always buying you new things; not to mention the matching set of lingerie he gets you for each outfit.

✧ ˖ ° john makes sure to always wear a coat long enough to cover his straining cock when you squeeze his hand or press yourself closer to him when he brings you with. he knows you're nervous, never straying from his side and always glancing to make sure he was still next to you, but of course he wouldn't let you go even if you wanted to. there was always a hand on your back or waist or holding yours, kissing yours knuckles in between brief chats with other officials and soldiers.

✧ ˖ ° the way you cling to him while he introduces you to everyone he makes small talk with for a few minutes makes him so eager to leave already, to finally get home and rip off your dress (you've learned by now that he doesn't care how much he spent on it just to destroy it). just you being dependent on him made both john's heart and cock swell; you were so adorable with your puppy eyes looking up to him for what to do next.

✧ ˖ ° john wants nothing more than for you to rely on him and to trust him enough to take the reins for you. that especially applied to your sex life, of course. "there y'go, sweetheart, that's my girl. just let me handle it all. all you have to do is lay here all pretty and take my cock. i'll go slow, sweetheart, don't worry. i know you're still sensitive, but you can cum for me one more time, can't you? oh, don't whine, love, i know you can do it, just one more for me. you feel so good around me when you cum, don't you want to feel good too?"

✧ ˖ ° pervy older boyfriend!john who is obsessed with making you cum. he only uses the threat of edging you as a way to get you to say or do whatever dirty thing he wants; the rest of the time, he prefers you to be a blabbering, overstimulated mess. he's known (by you) to spend hours going down on you, switching between his mouth and fingers when either gets tired. when you tug at his hair and try to push him away, you always get "jus' one more f'me, darling, know y'can," and a quick kiss to your thigh before he's right back at it.

✧ ˖ ° the sight of you trembling and twitching from the overload of pleasure he gives your little body is just the most satisfying sight in the world to john. after sating his near-constant hunger for your sweet cunt, he'll crawl up to hover over you and press kisses across your face, gently wiping away the trails of tears that escaped during his mouth's endless assault. "y'with me again, love?" he asks softly, pressing little kisses to your swollen lips until you start returning them. the moment is sweet and slow before he's pressing his cock into your tight hole, pushing deeper and deeper until his fat tip is kissing your cervix.

✧ ˖ ° john doesn't give you enough time for your nerves to calm down before he's thrusting into you; the gasps and whines and tiny pleas that stumble out about needing a break. "but i already gave you one darling, just now, remember? shit- so fuckin' tight, even after i spent so long workin' y'open- hah, don't try to squirm away, princess, just take it- fuuuck-" he groans. john's calloused hands collect your smaller ones to intertwine his fingers with yours and hold them above your head, nose-to-nose with you as he coos down at you about how well you're doing for him.

✧ ˖ ° every time he gets you into his bed (or yours, or any bed, really) you know you're in for a long night. john will fuck you until you're about to pass out. he lives for pushing your limits, finding new tricks to get you to cum faster or harder for him, molding you to his cock and drilling it into your head that he's ruined you for any other man.

#call of duty modern warfare 2 #cod mw2 #john price #john price x reader #john price x female reader #john price smut #reader insert #— ask!#— lilly writes! ♡

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