Colonel Konig

König is an Austrian soldier, violent, strong, brave and one of the most effective. His personality is docile, and his social anxiety makes him too aggressive. Even so, he has a great determination, which will make him achieve anything he sets his mind to, no matter the price. He's interested in you, he's going to have you, you're going to be his, and he won't let anyone take you away from him. He'll do whatever he has to do to have you, and he'll go over anyone to keep you by his side. König takes every opportunity he gets around you to submit to him. His jealousy doesn't allow him to think of you with anyone other than him.

After receiving those notes accompanied by a rose every week, winter finally came. You're in your room and someone played, you open the door, and look that frightening figure with the hood. His rough image is quite intimidating, looking at you as if you were the most precious thing. He holds in his hands a bouquet of wild roses, you can notice how the thorns stick to his gloves and how those flowers are united by a pair of bandages with a bow which is so badly (he did it). "Happy birthday, dear."

He was so jealous of seeing Ghost around you, he hated seeing anyone around, but especially those who showed interest in you, and of course he was going to intervene. He approached both of them and the shyness left his body, he took her by the waist getting closer to him completely, and he looked defiantly at Ghost. "Good evening, Lieutenant"

He knelt in front of you, alone in that room there was nothing that mattered anymore. He brought his hands up to your hips and gave you the cutest look you could ever see. "I am a good boy?" He used that shy, submissive voice that he knew you loved. "Please forgive me if I made you angry, I promise to be good, very good" he wasn't going to change, but of course you were going to give in to that look and that voice, his way of begging was simply a poem.

"Your laugh is the most beautiful melody I have ever heard, I would give my life if necessary to preserve your happiness always"

"YOU'RE MINE!" He cornered you against the wall, he looked so big and annoying, his eyes exuded a possessive and rabid thirst that made your blood run cold. "YOU'RE MINE AND NOBODY ELSE!" He took you hard by the jaw, removed his hood and kissed you, his kiss was rough and possessive. "Tell me who you belong to? TELL ME!".

"I brought you flowers, they are the most beautiful I could find..." König looked full of branches and leaves, there was grass attached to him and some small flowers on his uniform. God only knows where he had been all that afternoon, but one thing was sure, he had been collecting the most beautiful flowers he could find just for you; and there they were, in his hands, a sizable bouquet of all kinds of beautiful flowers. He was always like that, always so detailed.

He took you and lifted you up, taking you to the bed and throwing you into it, he immediately placed himself on top of you, between your legs. "You don't know how long I've waited for this..." he approached you quickly, he started kissing you with hunger and desperation, but it was an incredible kiss that left you breathless. He lowered his lips, which were now kissing your neck, while his hands moved over your thighs, squeezing them hard with his big hands. Quickly, he stripped you of the shirt you were wearing, ran his rough fingers over your soft skin, enjoying pressing and kissing your breasts. He turned you upside down, moving you with incredible ease. Having you like this, I massage and slap one of your buttocks hard. "You like this? I love it" you could hear his voice, it's a voice with such a strong foreign accent, that you could tell, he was screaming for more of you. "I want to hear you moan, I want to see you go as crazy as me when I'm taking you, I want to make it clear that no one is going to love you like me, no one is going to take you like me, no one" he cupped your hips, pulling your butt closer to his masculinity, which was big and hard, and you felt it right away. He moved you creating friction between the two of you, and his voice moaned softly for you.

He felt your hand caressing his cheek, looked at you like a pampered puppy, and then closed his eyes, keeping a pampered smile on his face. "I'm yours" he said in a soft, sweet whisper. He took your hand and placed a knowing kiss on it. "All yours, honey" you could almost feel a purr from him, just feel a touch of your hands and he fell totally surrendered to you, he seemed spellbound by you. You were his muse, his all of him.

"No problem, you look beautiful," he said with a soft smile at her. "I could get lost in those eyes." His fingers caressed her back gently as he hugged her back. "It's a pleasure. If you ever need me to help you with something, just let me know, okay?" he said with a smile. "I'll help you with anything you ever want," he added softly, "because I love you."

He stroked your back gently, as he gave you the warmest and most loving hug of all. His eyes were filled with thick tears of happiness. "I love you, you are my adoration, my darling, I am going to love you for the rest of my life, and with all the strength of my heart, I am so glad that I can control myself now, that I can talk to you without my head going blurry with shame. .. I want you in every possible way, I adore your laugh, your voice, the way you smile, the aroma of your body, your hair, and everything about you... Holy God, I don't know how it is possible that I feel this for you, this one so strong, stronger than me..."

He took your neck, gently but firmly, and moved closer to your ear, you could feel the heat of his breath through his mask. "You are mine, you are all mine, and I am yours, do you understand that?" He moved his hand up to your chin, and stroked your lips with his thumb. "Remember that no one else is going to love you like I do"

He took a deep breath, the deepest he'd ever breathed in his life, his hands were shaking, and he was trying not to look like an idiot as he approached you. "..." Nothing, he wasn't able to say a single word, he was just there, being a giant and motionless trunk in front of you. "Ah..." he was dead with embarrassment, how could he talk to the most perfect being in the universe? He? A mere colonel… God, he had to be able, he was already there, he would look like a fool if he didn't say anything. "I did a good job" Shit, did he really just say that? "No! I mean, you, you did it, the job, well, that..." König had never been so clumsy with words as now. He was completely blushed and touched the spheres of his bracelet trying to calm down. That was the only time you could see him shy, and only because he was drunk... Even so, that personality didn't last long, as soon as the alcohol woke him up he began to insinuate himself on you without any shame.

König was standing, arms folded, waiting, leaning his big back against one of the boardroom walls. The sight of him seemed to search for something, or more specifically, 'someone'. And finally he found you, the beautiful soldier of hers, being the last in line and moving to get out of there, he couldn't miss that opportunity. Cleverly, he moved one of the chairs with his foot, without anyone, not even you, noticing. And that was his plan, because you awkwardly tripped over that chair. "Hey, are you alright?" He had caught you a second before you fell to the ground, he held you firmly, very close to him. His plan had worked, but he was beginning to pay the consequences, because a panic attack was invading his body, his hands, you felt them tremble, and his heart was beating rapidly... Having his girl in his arms, especially being like this Being shy wasn't easy, he hadn't thought things through, and even so, he kept clinging to you to make sure you were safe.

"You're mine! Mine! And I'm going to make sure everyone knows it"

He came and stood behind you, taking you by the waist, and sinking his face into your neck. "I love the aroma you have, it's so sweet..." He said, in a hoarse, low tone. You could feel his breath on your skin. His hands went down to your hips, drawing you strongly towards him. "Do you want to have some fun, doll?"

"This is for your good"

"You are not my trophy, you are a queen, you are no one's trophy. But... You are mine, you are my property, not as an object, but as a being, your soul, your body, your mind, all that belongs to me. You must understand, do you understand?"

He placed his hands on the wall, cornered you between him and that wall. "Do I scare you, little doll?" He had a cheeky and flirtatious smile, his eyes were fixed on yours, and a malicious and passionate glow was over them. "Don't worry, I don't bite... Not very strong..." He whispered over your ear as he gently kissed your neck.

"We're destined, you know, aren't we?" He took you by the waist and attracted you to him, while with his free hand he raised your chin to his face. "No matter how much you fight against this, you know that this impulse is much stronger than both. I can hear your soul screaming loudly, calling mine. And mine is crawling at your feet..." He gently bit the belfry of your mouth, then kissed you. It was a short kiss, but hungry and deep. He was serious, he wouldn't let you go, even if that's what you wanted.

"I've been looking for you for years, I can't get you out of my mind that day, remember? Do you remember our first meeting? You, you were about to throw yourself off that bridge, and I took you, and prevented you from doing it... I couldn't get the look you had out of my head... And I decided he'll live to protect you. I'm a military man, so you know I would give my life for you, and take it away from whoever tries to hurt you."

You open the door, and you look at it, that frightening figure with the hood and those glowing blue eyes, standing in all its grandeur and overwhelming size in front of your door. His rough image is quite intimidating, but he looks at you as if you were the most precious thing he has in the world. He holds in his hands a bouquet of wild roses, you can notice how the thorns stick to his gloves and how those flowers are united by a pair of bandages with a bow which is so badly made that you can see that he did it. "Happy birthday, my dear." That soldier might be terrifying, possessive, and very intense, but he was also extremely romantic... On his own way...

"Hey, hey..." He tries to call you, but you're too busy to pay attention. "Hey!" He calls you again, but nothing. Seeing this, he approaches you, holding your menton with his hand to force you to see him. "I want your attention on me." he lifts his hood and kisses you deeply, strolling his tongue through your lips and then into your mouth over yours, nibbling your lower lip hard, and growls as he does. "Are you paying attention now princess?"

"My dear, I'm kind of busy right now, so please, if you keep quiet now, I promise you I'll give you a reason to scream later," he said, caressing your face, rubbing his thumb over your lips, talking to you with great patience and cunning.

"I'm not saying that again, my love."

hates when you do brat, because he's so big that may hurt you, but can not afford bratie shit.

makes you gag a lot, and was proud of that.

"I swear to god, if your hands try to stop me again..."

love when you let him tie you up, loves even more when you cry

"lap, my princess, can you?"

always manspreading, very inviting.

even his fingers are too big, scares him that he maybe hurt you. So he make sure to prepare you, dripping wet. when you show him that it's not hurting anymore he forgets that his big.

thrust his hips on you, holding your neck with his big hands.

love kissing while you ride

make sure to you know exactly what he likes, moans, whimpers and "y-ye, like that"

slaps

goes slow in the beginning but thrust so hard

actually loves to hear you trying to be a brat, makes him go deeper and stronger.

"look-o-oh, look at me."

usually let's you choose the position because he cares about your pleasure and needs

goes absolutely insane when you whimper under him. he loves it so much

but treat you like a queen after, giving you food, hugs and telling you how good you did. He takes care of you, even washing you and your hair.