Konig came to you after work, nuzzling your neck, crawling into bed and pressing his weight and his hardness against you. You had been half asleep it was already 3 am by the time he got home that day. Needy.
Alcohol always did this to him, he couldn't help it, not after 3 beers at the bar with the guys and thinking about you since that morning in the shower.
Even if it was late, he needed it bad.
"Scheiße- Baby wake up." A slightly asshole move from him but then again he was slightly drunk. "Please?"
You stirred, looking up at him with bleary eyes and a smile. Who cared if you were being woken up because he was- "You're home..." You yawned, tucking your nose into his cheek and lifting up your legs around him, knees at his hips, bulling him into your warm bare thighs.
His hands ran over your tits over the thin shirt, his shirt, and down your waist to your panty clad hips, he hummed, gave you a deep kiss, and rolled them down your thighs.
You looked down at him now shifting lower, his hands bringing your underwear to his face before tossing them on the bed, then making his way back up to where his shirt ended, and lifting that up and over your head.
You hardly knew what was happening, your sleep riddled mind not processing that he was hard until he undid his belt and pushed his trousers down enough to let his giant cock free, pink tip glistening. Konig gave himself a pump, another, before he moved his hands back to up to remove his own shirt.
But, despite how desperately hard he was, he didn't line himself up with you, instead, he moved to kiss your neck, then your tits. His mouth softly kissed your right prest, sucking lightly on the smooth skin, the other in his hand, giving it soft squeezes and your nipple a pinch. Your head titled back and your mouth fell open as his lips moved to your erect nipple, sucking it into his mouth.
"Konig-" You called out, for no particular reason other than to feel his name on your tongue, your hand came up to the fabric on the bed next to you.
Then, you felt his mouth move to the fat beneath your nipple, sucking there for a second before moving lower, down your belly, brushing by your belly button.
He looked up at you from between your thighs, hands moving up to hold them apart, squeeze them, and coax them over either shoulder. "Mein Gott you're beautiful, gonna be good for me?" You nodded, breathless as he moved up to suck the skin of your thigh, from your knee and kissing down to your aching cunt before stopping and looking up at you once more.
"Konig, please- I need-" You choked out, unable to speak possibly because of your awakening or maybe the fact that throughout this teasing he hadn't touched your cunt once.
"What do you need?" He hummed, "What does this soaked little cunt need?"
Before you could answer, he pressed his face down, nose against your clit and tongue fluttering between your buzzing lips, lapping you up. Your back arched, and an embarrassingly loud moan escaped your lips, followed by a series of whimpers when his tongue moved in steady laps inside of you, another gush flooding into his mouth.
Your hand came down to his hair, twisting in the thick short brown locks as your hips rutted against his face.
He looked up at you making eye contact as his tongue worked increasingly harder at a steady pace before he closed his eyes, and tucked his face further into your soaked cunt with determination, he was going to get you to come.
Your thighs clenched around his head, your teeth sank into your lip and your eyes rolled back before pinching closed. "Fuck- Konig... Oh- Ah!" Another series of pleas and explicits left your throat.
He groaned something about you saying his name into your hole, the vibrations only helping you get off when you noticed he was humping the bedding, hips dragging over the sheets like he was a dog and in heat.
Your hand tightened in his hair, back arched further and your toes clenched, "Hngh- I'm gonna-" But he cut you off, his head leaning back and leaving you buzzing for touch and throbbing at the sudden loss of his tongue, a disgustingly needy whine leaving you.
"Shh, gonna fuck this tight little cunt so good, she just needed a little prep." He was tipsy, but not a bad man, even drunk he wouldn't make you take all of him without getting you off first. But he refused to let you come on anything but his dick.
The tip of it was a red now and the veins on it bulged out, your mouth watered at the sight, he leaned in, gave you a gentle kiss before lifting you up off from where you were comfortably laying and flipping you onto your hands and knees. He didn't like to be gentle.
You looked over your shoulder at where he was biting his lip and pulling your hips back, you let out a squeak as two fingers filled you, feeling the way you clenched and buzzed around them before pulling them out with a wet squelch. He looked at you, kissed your spine and put a hand in your hair, twisting it in his fist. "Hold on princess.
You felt him split you open shallowly thrusting just the tip in you until you were trembling and mostly stretched, before bottoming out inside of you with a hard thrust.
"Ah!" You yelped when he brutally pushed himself into you over and over, the bed frame beginning to shake and then slam against the wall, the pounding noise in time with your sounds.
"Fick- Scheiße- Take it." He exhaled, his hand gripping your hair harder and pushing your face into the pillow to muffle your cries, face down ass up.
His cock's length was one thing, almost leaving and then all the way in you, thrusting against your cervix over and over. You gripped the pillow beneath you, fists clenching into the fabric, your neck aching from how hard he was pushing your face down. You didn't know what else to do other than moan, arch your back, and try not to clench him too hard.
But that was a difficult thing to do when his girth outweighed his length in how much it astonished you when you first took him, no other man would ever compare in all ways but especially how he managed to split you open every time he fucked you.
You felt his groans get louder, his grip on your hip get tighter, and his thrusts grow somehow stronger. His hand leaving your hair giving yo a change to breath before you felt him reel his hand back and smacking it down hard on your ass, leaving a red angry mark and making you gush around him.
You weren't sure you could take much more, which was good because his balls smacking your ass filled up to the brim.
"Y/N- Fucking hell- I'm-!" It was the only warning you got as he railed you through his and your own climax, squeezing around him while he spilled hot thick ropes of cum deep inside of you.
He collapsed next to you, taking you with him while he landed on the bed, hot and sweaty and dealing with the aftershocks of his orgasm and holding you close to him in a spoon, his cock still buried deep. A few minutes passed and you found yourself tilting your head back, sinking into his giant body and softly asking, "Shower?"