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You were sitting on the couch reading Bones and All. The afternoon sun castes the living room in a soft golden glow. König was sitting next to you on the couch. Your legs were perched upon König's thighs, his hands absently stroking your legs.
Your gaze was fixed on the page were Maren met the Boy at summer camp. You were completely unaware to your boyfriend’s eyes darting to your chest. The shirt you wore had a loose cut neck and while sitting down the fabric would reveal stripes of skin to his attentive eyes.
Your chest moved gently up and down with each breath you took. König watched the rise and fall of your chest. Your lips were slightly parted, tongue darting out to wet them as you turned the page. The paper rustled and König's hands moved gently to your calves. He massaged the muscle with warm calloused hands, his nimble fingers digging into the muscle. A sigh left your mouth and you shortly looked up from your pages to see him already looking at you. His pupils were blown wide and a light blush dusted his cheeks. You smiled at him and he smiled back. You both were cocooned in a warm loving silence.
“What?”, you asked. König rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly, his face tinted in a red blush. "Oh, nothing", he said with a slight strained voice, "just your shirt.", he added growing more flustered. "What´s up with my shirt?", you asked growing confused, to see what would be wrong with it, you looked down and saw your cleavage peeking out from the shirt. You fixed it by pulling the fabric up again, resulting König to let out a displeased grunt. Looking up you took him in, flushed cheeks, faint sweat on his brow and gaze transfixed on your now covered skin. His brows furrowed into a frown. His hand reached out timidly and his forefinger hooked into the fabric of your shirt and tugged. Perplexed by his action you rested your book in your lap, tilting your head at him. "Just like seeing you", he admitted, while he was still gawking at your now, again, exposed skin. Just by these hushed spoken words from him it was your turn to grow flushed. König's watchful eyes noticed the slight change and he smirked faintly. "Looks like you have the same effect on me, as I do on you, Hase", he said in a hushed voice.
As he spoke those words heat began pooling in your belly as you noticed his blown pupils and predatory gaze. With quick movement he pounced on you. Arms rushing out to shield your body from the incoming attack, but to no avail, as König's mouth was already on your skin and blew a raspberry into your neck. A shriek left your lip, followed by a giggle and the clattering of your book falling to the ground. He quickly moved his mouth along your collarbone, leaving a trail of raspberry´s and goosebumps in its wake. You tried to tickle the hunk of a man, but your attack was diverted by him blowing another raspberry onto the skin on your chest. The damn shirt had slipped down again, revealing more skin to his rapidly attacking mouth. The silence was now disturbed by your giggling and König's mouth blowing raspberry's into your skin. He pushed the shirt up, revealing your navel. "Don't you dare", you said trying to sound stern but failing miserably, as he quickly blew yet another raspberry into your warm skin. After a few minutes filled with more shrieking from you and pleas of stopping, König reluctantly stopped his administrations. Your back was laid out on the couch, chest heaving with each breath that filled your screaming lungs.
He had his knee wedged between yours, his hulking body towering over your. After having taken enough air into your lungs, this is my chance you thought, and jabbed your fingers between his armpits. König howled and curved inwards, now trying to escape your attack. He moved backwards to the other end of the couch, grabbing a pillow to shield himself. He flung the pillow at you in hopes to avoid more tickles, but you were quicker and managed to squeeze your fingers between his armpits again and tickled. König squeaked, growing beet red as the sound left his lips and you broke out into more laughter. König hit you with the pillow in the side and successfully diverted your attention from his armpits to his attack. You grabbed the round throw pillow to counter his attack.
After several minutes spending attacking each other with the pillows, you ran out of breath. Collapsing onto the couch, you greedily sucked breath in trough your nose, chest moving up and down. König collapsed next to you. You both had become slightly sweaty from the pillow fight, as you turned your head to your left, you found König´s eyes again fixed on your exposed skin. His lips were curved into a smirk as he noticed with hungry eyes the sheen sweat glistening on your skin. Growing flushed under his gaze you tried to cover up, but his hand was faster, nearly ripping the shirt from your torso. He lowered his skin to your skin and deliberately slowly licked.
Your face grew even hotter and you tried to pry his head away from your chest, to no avail. König had already moved his body atop of yours, effectively caging you beneath him. As his tongue darted across your glistening skin, the sun casting the room and your body in a soft glow, a small whimper left your lips as his tongue licked over your nipple. Electricity buzzed down your spine and you tried to clench your thighs, König dug his knee between your thighs, now pressing against you. To combination of his small gentle licks and his knee wedged between your thighs sent you into override. Your body started buzzing with the sensation of his tongue onto your skin. König did not relent, altering between gently circling your nipple and sucking it into his mouth. Your body was abuzz with ecstasy and as he sucked again, your body spasmed with an incoming orgasm. Your thighs clenched, your body curved forward, and mind went blank. Eyes hazy you focused on König´s chuckle at your rapid orgasm, "That was the quickest I have made you come, Hase.", he said smug. You could picture him, face equally flushed as yours, smug grin on his lips. Your sight still slightly unfocused, you felt warm lisp pressing softly into your skin, giving your body time to come down. He peppered your torso with small light kisses, skipping your oversensitive nipples. After some minutes of silence filled with breathing and the sound of his smooching kisses along your face and torso, König quietly spoke up again, "We need to do this again, sometime". "Mhm", you murmured, "you mean the tickling, or the low pulled shirt?", you asked in a hushed whisper. "Maybe both", König answered with a smirk, kissing your temple and swaddling you with the Dino blanket, pulling you into his side he wrapped his arms around you. You both stayed cuddled up like this for the rest of the evening, almost regaining your original position on the couch, both basked in a soft glow and a gentle loving silence.