König

Remember: everything König says is made up.

König

He and you were merely enemies with benefits. They couldn’t stand each other outside of having sex, the only thing they could both enjoy in the presence of each other without wanting to rip the other heads off. They never exchanged feelings, never spoke to each other in public around the other soldiers; they merely snuck into each others barracks rooms in the middle of the night whenever the both of them needed a satisfying release. The sex was too good that it kept him hooked, despite his disdain for her. Even though their personalities clashed and they never got along, as long as he had her pretty face pushed into his pillows muffling his name while he fucked her senseless, he was okay. And that’s when he found himself knocking on her door at 1am, hard as a rock and in desperate need of her.