#possessive cod

Konig is kinda possessive and I guess toxic (view of u being weak) you squint idk.

This was inspired by @dvg-tvgs and their series!

Konig could only watch you shiver, body tucked hard into the uprooted tree roots. You clashed so hard against the snowy ground and dark-rooted tree. If he didn’t know better, a silly creature could take that as a sign you weren’t afraid of anything. The clouds blindly sleep in the open. But a closer glance would prove painfully obvious. You were weak. A small feeble thing that couldn’t survive. No you were meant to have someone else.

So silly and small that you’re ears didn’t even twitch when he stepped closer.

Poor Fawn

Your ashy fingers were so cut up. Astinging mark of a hard life.

You clung so hard to the scrap too. Body caved and curved holding to the scraps of something more doily like than blanket.

“Sweet heart”

He cooed, watching blurry eyes crack open. Large pupils shrinking from the light before landing on him and seemingly becoming smaller. Konig could only watch as your scrawny little self shrunk in and caved. Yet a calm look in your eyes as if accepting death.

“Poor little fox, so small.” he hummed, a large hand softly resting on your head before running down your cheek to cup your chin.

“Are you hungry little fox? You’re such a cold little thing.” You gave a small, short mod and he offered a happy, content rubble in return.

“Here lite fox, let me keep you warm.” He offered, pulling a way to offer his open arms.

Warning: female eating out. Konig is toxic (in a ‘you need me and I won’t ever let you go) the term rabbit is deeming since reader is a fox.

Based off this

MDNI

He couldn't help but nuzzle his noise into you more. His face covering pushed up and hooked behind his ears to not interrupt him again.

“K-konig” your sweet little j mewls only spurred him. Head thrown back into the pelts.

He could feel of your dainty fingers pressing into the fluff behind his ear.

Yellow piercing eyes stared up at you. Watching your body wither from his touch. With every lick and tease his little fox whined and arched.

“P-please! Please stawp!” spit connected your small fangs. Such useless little weapons. You where so hopeless without him.

“Shhh rabbit” he cooed, his palms rubbing up and down your shins in a soothing manner. Listening to your slowed breathing as your heart started fluttering and calmed down. He hummed, hands moving to the back of legs to rub and massage your calfs. He Listened to your little trills and hum, watching your body relaxed. “Such a good little fox, always listens” he huffs. His eyes catching the shuttle fall into comfort, you glazed eyes and twitching ears.

“So good-” he said as quickly and gently pressed you legs up, exposing your shimmering cunt to him. A surprised cry leaving you. Ears pinned back.

Such a cute, small, weak thing. All his

“Hold.” His toned turned demanding and a whine leaved your lips as you groggily wrap an arm around the back of each thigh. Pressing you knees closer to your shoulder.

“K-konig I-”