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König often keeps a good eye on you, his obsession burning bright as his eyes follow your every movement. He often had good self control too, holding himself back from delving into the pleasures you could share. He was your boyfriend after all, his job is to protect you, make sure no one touches you.
In his mind, you’re his and his only. No one else deserves you, no one else deserves the feel of your touch or the softness of your smile. That’s what has him turning over in his sleep, half lidded eyes focused on you.
You had worn a rather… *revealing* outfit, turning many heads with your beauty. He couldn’t help but stare, sit back and watch with a scowl hidden beneath his mask. He also couldn’t help the bulge in his pants.
Or the way he had curled close to you in bed later that night, hips involuntarily bucking into the curve of your ass, or even the way he undone his pants and slipped inch by inch between your thighs, pressed right against you.
His eyes widen when he notices you stirring, back tensing as he pauses his movements in an attempt not to not disturb you. You had said it was okay when he brought up this certain fantasy, so he’s not too worried about that - focusing on letting you get your beauty rest while he relieved the ache in his crotch.
“Shh, you. Go back to sleep liebling, everything is alright.” He croons into your ear, thrusting down into your thighs slowly while his hand moves up to caress your cheek.
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