Owner 2

unorganized thoughts that i may turn into fics

✦konig meine frau✦

this man is a certified freak. like 7 days a week. i stand by the fact that it's always the quiet ones. most ppl look at him and are like 'aww subby inexperienced baby boy' (and usually so do i) but versatility yk. anyways i feel like he actually has a really long tongue, 👀 if yk what i mean. and loves edging, just not on himself because it frustrates him. anyways, back to the original plot of this post, i think he almost likes receiving as much as giving but emphasis on that almost.

he's a clit sucker, sorry not sorry to say it. and loves holding your hips against the bed so you can't squirm. one of my personal hc's is that he can play the piano really good and you know what they say about piano players........

overall he's just perfect. and don't even get me started on aftercare with him cause WHEW CHILE

hes just so. so hot.

i think his favorite part of it though is foreplay. only cause he gets to learn about what your turn ons are and where you want him to touch you. also he just really likes teasing. when you do it to him though, he becomes whiney and impatient, which leads me to my next thing,

KONIG IS A SUB LEANING SWITCH

it's just really easy to get him to fall apart under your touch, like i mentioned in the dick headcanons, he's very sensitive.

he loves kissing, licking and just being all over you and you being fully receptive of it. this man would struggle so hard in public to not do that. he understands that it's not socially acceptable in public but he just can't help it<3 i love him.

oral fixation konig? oral fixation konig.

he has to have his mouth on something, or be doing something to be comfortable. so usually you'd just let him suck your fingers or something to distract him (he just like me fr)

mommy kink konig? hear me out.

like imagining this 6'10 guy who's probably twice my age moaning under me and calling me mommy is just so. mmmm yummy

┆☆ghosty my love☆┆

hmmm where do i even start. yk i feel like i have to preface this by saying i don't feel like ghost and myself would work out if we're talkin about his canon personality so it's hard to write for him without it being heavily ooc.

like he's just too nonchalant. like it's not chalanting for me. where tf is the chalance at.

but anyways, i feel like he's a trial and error yk yk.

like when you're someone like ghost, pussy eating isn't gonna be the first thing on your mind.

so he'd have to practice on you. (that's a great fic idea right there) which ultimately leads to you not being able to walk the next morning but that's probably fine. ghost is so strong that he can probably just carry you anyways.

i feel like ghost would let out more emotion during sex. like he barely even blinks normally. but while he's in the reverse cowgirl position with you while everyone's asleep? expressive as hell.

over time, i feel like he knows your body better than you, when he's edging you, you don't even have to say anything for him to know you're about to cum.

he's very observant in that way.

i feel that ghost would be a hard dom. never a switch.

laughs a lot during sex. not like a full FYSUDUDIHFUGFUTDUYVHUJ type of laugh, just like a little chuckle and it's so attractive.

and and and! maybe it's a little muffled bc of his lips being pressed against your skin.

usually does that when he's like, deep in you and ofc you moan and grab at his hand that was right next to your head, cause he's just so overwhelming, but in a good way.

he def has to cum a few times to feel fully satisfied. pent up military man tings. but like remember when i said ghost has rlly thick cum. yeah. that.

always makes you feel so full. before, when he's shoving his thick fingers in you to prepare you for his cock, which is even bigger. during, when he's fucking his cum into you from the previous 3 rounds. and after, when you're still full from his cum as it drips down your thighs and you try to catch your breath.

he definitely loves making you horny on purpose, just to revel in how wet you are as if he has no idea what he does to you.

anyways part 2? cause i most definitely have more thoughts about this FINEEE man. (and konig, my wife, i didn't forget about her)

The prompt was ‘detention.’

Real ☹️☹️🙏

Guess who just watched Midnight Mass to pass the time-

me when the riddler

carrying the world's specialest little guy (fictional character who makes me ill) in my mouth like a mother cat except they're way too big for me so i have to do that dumb looking side waddle with my front legs

ugh they look so dilfy in this i could die

especially mikey, its giving hot science teacher trying to explain mitosis or something

➪cashier time (owner 1 did the smut owner 4 did everything else)

it was around 10, or more like 10:30 at night. usually nobody goes to the store that late, but it was still open. I casually walked inside and look around to see if anyone was there with me, and to my surprise, there wasn't.

I start walking the isles to find what my roommate and I need. I look at the list, 'green eggs and ham, milk, energy drinks, apple juice, shampoo'. I already knew what I needed, so I didn't bother writing it on the list since it wasn't much. I roamed the isles finding the items my friend needed, which wasn't that difficult till I got to finding the milk. I walked around trying to find the milk or looking for someone that could at least help me find it. I finally got the courage to walk up to the cashier and ask him if he could help.

(owner 1 started writing around this point)

"could you help me find the milk" you're still looking around to see if you'd magically spot it in the corner or something.

he leads you to the back of the store, and your legs start to hurt from walking the long distance, you begin to wonder if you'll reach the milk isle at all.

"this is it"

"or at least i think it is" he whispers under his breath, hoping you won't hear it.

it's hard to navigate, with other things being scattered across the isles. you don't wanna ask him for help after he already took you all the way to the milk section, but it's impossible to do by yourself.

he does notice though, sticking around to explain where things are.

he also notices you staring at him, even though you try to not make it noticeable.

then he looks up at you from where he's sitting on the floor, motioning for you to sit down next to him.

then suddenly it's like you can't look at him. just avoiding his eyes, staring at the various types of milk the store has.

"y'know nobody ever comes back here" he smirks.

you just laugh awkwardly, not knowing what to say but you still wanna hear his voice.

"i can tell you're nervous" he whispers as he leans in, more towards your neck than your ear.

"but you really shouldn't be, just relax"

he pulls you by your waist so that you're a little closer to him, and you actually do start to feel relaxed.

"thanks for that, i really should go now though"

"you have to go now? the fun just started"

after that, you follow him to the car, nervously waiting for whatever he was planning to do.

as he positions himself to be on his knees, head resting on one of your thighs he says;

"we don't have to do this, not if you really don't wanna"

you sigh, it's not that you don't want to, it's that you're just so nervous about the whole thing.

you explain this to him, and all he does is sympathetically look up at you, god he looks so hot like this, you think, then quickly snap out of it when he calls your name.

"you good? or are you dozin off up there" he jokes, and once again you start to feel better with his presence.

"i should give you my number, after all this"

"soooo?" he says, dragging the 'o' on as to ask if you're still not comfortable.

"backseat?" you smirk.

"backseat." he agrees and follows after you, hastily climbing into one of the seats, practically on top of you from how close you are.

then he's actually on top of you, brushing your hair behind your ears so he can see your pretty face, and kissing you on the neck in various places to find out where your sensitive spots are.

when he'd find one, he'd smile against your skin, letting out a quiet chuckle.

his other hand was slowly trailing down to where you needed him most.

You looked at the time and realized that is what 11:26, meaning that it was almost curfew at your college and you wouldn't be able to get back into dorm past 12.

"I'm really sorry but I have to go, I'll come back tomorrow if that's alright with you?" you say with a soft smile.

"Aww alright," he said with a frown, "you promise?"

You looks at him lightly, "I promise."

He kisses your forehead and opens the door for you to get out. Before you got to far he gave you his number so you could text him in the morning.

"See you later." you winked at him. He smirked, waved at you, and then got into the car. You wondered what would happen tomorrow as you walked back to your car and drove back to your dorm.

LIKE FOR PART 2 HAHA

Oh nonono, you don't understand, i am gay AND european: abba flows in my veins as a rainbow and as olive oil