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The door to the bedroom you shared with König quietly creaked open like it had hundreds of times before. König's tall silhouette was ever-so-slightly illuminated in the doorway thanks to the nightlight in the hall. Late at night, you'd already settled in bed but knew that sleep would evade you until he returned home from his latest mission.
In the dark however, König was unaware that you were still awake. You listened to the sound of him quietly shrugging off the rest of his uniform, his belt clinking quietly as his cargo pants rustled to the floor. He'd likely showered before leaving base, wanting to get in bed as soon as he entered the house.
As gently as he could despite his large form, he snuck into bed beside you, the mattress sinking under his weight. He curled in next to you, his arm gently wrapping around your waist as his still-clothed head nestled into the back of your neck. He still had the mask on.
You reached behind you, running the palm of your hand down his bare thigh. He hummed lowly.
"Liebling... I thought you were still asleep. Did I wake you?"
You sat up to turn on the bedside lamp. You turned to face König, his tired eyes meeting your squinted ones as they adjusted to the light. He sat up as well.
"No. You didn't wake me," you responded with a smile, wrapping your arms around König's neck in a warm embrace. His large arms tightly wrapped around the entirety of your back. You pulled away, meeting his gaze again which he quickly broke.
"I'm sorry... "
You cut him off. "Don't apologize. I told you to take it off when you're ready." He glanced up at you again. "It's okay. Hey... it's okay," you continued, placing a hand on top of his.
"You are so understanding... But, why are you still awake? It is so late." He looked at you with worried eyes. Typical of him to worry about your sleep schedule as if he hadn't just returned from a life-threatening mission.
"I missed you. You know I hardly sleep while you're away. This time felt like so long... I missed your presence," you replied, running a hand up his stomach to rest on his chest. He looked down at your hand then back to your eyes. He lifted his mask ever so slightly, enough to reveal his lips, a unique cue you'd gotten used to. You rested a hand on the side of his head to hold up the mask while his hands grasped your waist to gently pull you closer. You pushed the blankets aside to climb on top of König, straddling him.
Your lips softly met his, as his mouth formed a small smile. He chuckled.
"Ah, you seemed to have really missed me..." he said wryly.
You smiled back into his lips, still keeping the kisses soft. You sank down lower onto his lap, feeling his length between your thighs already.
"Yes... yes, I dreamt about you and woke up thinking you would be beside me. That I could turn over and kiss you, just like this. But I couldn't."
His hands began to sink lower until they were softly sitting on your ass. He indulged in a few more slow kisses until he pulled away again.
"How often do you dream of me, my love?" König said, becoming pointedly harder by the second. You smiled up at him.
"All the time. I daydream about you so much. You seem to fill my every thought... mein herz."
His eyes widened ever so slightly at the unexpected German. He rolled his head to the side and groaned.
"You are... intoxicating. And your German is not bad!" He chuckled again before muttering, "Du macht mich so geil..." He rolled his hips up into you. Through a breathy exhale, you responded. "I've only really learned some nicknames... you'll have to translate that one for me."
He slid a hand into the back of your pants and underwear, taking a handful of your ass and squeezing before enlightening you.
"You make me incredibly horny..." he practically whispered.
You immediately sat back to pull off your clothes. König took a second to process before he also shed his clothing, adding his garments to yours on the floor. He wore nothing but the mask.
Lifting the fabric, your lips met once again, now more violent than before, tongues pressing against the other's. You resumed your previous position, your exposed, wet pussy now rubbing up and down the length of König's leaking cock as you rolled your hips into him. With his mouth preoccupied, his exhales through his nose were ragged and audible even through the mask.
The soft touch of his hard cock on your clit had you moaning into König's mouth. Pre-cum dripped from his tip and spread down his length as you continued to gain pleasure by rubbing against him.
He broke the kiss to speak in a rough tone, "I don't know how much longer I will last like this."
You sat up from his lap to position yourself and your breasts closer to his eye level. He couldn't help but glance down at them before meeting your gaze, his eyes hazy and heavy-lidded with lust and love. You smiled down at him before kissing him lightly on the lips once more before speaking.
"What would you like me to do, mein König?"
His lashes fluttered ever so slightly at the wordplay before both his gaze and his cock hardened.
"I want to devour you first. Get up here." His tone was suddenly demanding as he pushed you to sit up. He slid down to lay his head flat against the pillow as you worked to move your knees up around the sides of his head. You hovered above his face, pushing his mask back into place to fully reveal his lips. You looked down at him.
"How are you doing down there?" you smiled.
"You are teasing me." He placed his hands back on your ass. "Please let me taste you."
You lowered yourself onto his face, his tongue slowly working in and around the folds of your pussy. You held onto the headboard. He continued his languid pace, his eyes shut in contentment. Your hips twitched as the tip of his tongue teased your sensitive clit, the sensation nearly overwhelming. His eyes opened to find your head thrown back in pleasure. Your neck revealed, he took this as an invitation to lightly wrap a hand around it, squeezing ever so gently, the way you taught him to.
You looked back down at him, his eyes now watching every detail of your pleasured expression. He circled your clit with his tongue again, making you buck into his face once more. You let out a groan that was stifled by his gentle choking. He kept teasing you and teasing you until you were nearly there, your thighs beginning to tighten around the sides of his head.
He released his hold on your neck, his hands traveling to your breasts. He pinched your nipples, the sensation mixing in with the one between your legs. You moaned his name, your cum leaking onto his face and lips. He drank every last drop.
You sat back, your chest heaving with effort. He sat up, his mask damp with sweat and cum. He pulled you close, lifting his mask to kiss you once again, the taste of you on his tongue filling your mouth. You grasped his shoulders to gently direct him on top of you, his body hovering above yours. Breaking the kiss, his hands were on either side of your head as he stared down at you. The bottom of his mask hung loosely above you, nearly grazing your face. He looked at you with unreadable eyes.
"What... what is it? Are you alright?" you asked, suddenly filled with concern. He was silent for a moment before responding.
"I think I am ready," he said, his voice low and unwavering.
You took a moment to process his words before your eyes widened. "Now? König... are you sure?" You continued to stare up at him, his eyes never leaving yours.
He nodded ever so slightly. "Yes. I have never felt this way about anyone before. I have never done things like this with anyone else. I would... die for you. I am ready for you to see... all of me."
You swallowed, your throat dry. Tears welled at the corners of your eyes. You placed a hand on his chest, pushing him upwards to sit in front of him. You ran a tender hand along his shoulder and bicep, taking his hand and kissing his palm. His eyebrows were furrowed in anticipation and nervousness.
"I love you, König. Whenever you're ready." You gestured your head toward his mask.
He reached up to remove his mask, but his hand simply fell back down onto the bed. Suddenly, he was still. He turned away. "I can't... You do it." He spoke toward the wall.
You froze. König was shaking. You climbed back onto his lap, the warmth of skin on skin comforting the both of you. He turned back to you with worried eyes. "I'm sorry... Can you do it? I am so..." his words trailed off as you ran a hand under his mask to cup his scarred cheek. Your other arm held him close, his hands holding you in a tentative embrace.
"I'll count down from three, and then I'll take it off. Okay?" you said quietly.
"... Okay," he said in a whisper.
You slid your hand outside the mask to cup his cheek again, now lightly grasping the dark fabric.
"Three... two... one..."