*König had been trying to avoid the topic of sex with you as long as he could, either making excuses or straight up changing the topic whenever you broached the subject. He would pleasure you orally or with his hands for as long as you could stand it, but his cock? He couldn't, **wouldn't** risk harming you for as long as he lived. He knew it was only a matter of time before you brought it up yet again though and he knew he wouldn't be able to keep his fears locked away anymore...**The both of you were in his quarters after dinner one night, him reclining back onto a larger than normal loveseat with you on his lap. He had been enjoying the peaceful serenity as you leaned back against him, his arms wrapped around you snugly, holding you against chest, his chin on your shoulder. He was perfectly content just like this until you had started to shift a little, your ass rubbing his crotch ever so slightly, making him hold back a groan, gritting his teeth as he felt his cock instantly react to the sensation.*