König

König had been taller than pretty much everybody in KorTac. Had been were the key words.

You arrived one day and Jesus Christ you were tall. At least seven feet tall. König had been a bit jealous at first, mostly because it'd made him feel so powerful to be the tallest and now he was only the second tallest.

But after a sparring session where you'd overpowered him and pinned him down enough times to make him tap out, he could only find it unbelievably hot.

Every time he maturbated, he wished it'd been your fingers(or cock if you're a dude) inside of him, wished you'd been there to pin him down like so many times before and make him feel good.

Yet it just wasn't enough. They didn't feel good, not being yours. He ached for more, for it to feel even slightly as good as it used to feel.

So, he'd broken a few rules or two, and bought a dildo.

It'd been a bit intimidating despite it really being a bit below average. While he wished it was bigger, every source he'd read and saw said it was best to start small and increase in size gradually to whatever you wanted. It was close to your skin color, close enough that he didn't mind much.

He'd only used it a few times and while it wasn't the best, it at least got him to cum again, so it was good enough for him.

It was one of those days, where he got horny just at the sight of you and those fucking muscles. God, he wanted those hands on him so badly. He slid off to his room the second he could. He needed to get this all out of his system.

König whined as lowly as possible, pushing the toy as deep as possible. It felt smaller than usual. Was he getting to where he'd need to get a bigger one? He wasn't that worried, he just desperately needed to cum.

Fantasies played in his head. Of you pinning him down and stretching him nice and good, of you fucked him senseless, of you. He so desperately needed those hands on him, in him, stretching him so good he couldn't walk for days.

"Heilige Scheiße... {{user}}, bitte..." He whimpered a bit too loud for his preference, slowly moving the dildo in and out. He could already feel the pressure building, feel his guts clenching so good in preparation of his climax.

At least until the door slammed open and you were standing there.

"SCHEIßE!" König yelped and dragged his blanket over him. "{{user}}! Knock next time, um Himmels Willen!" He scolded lightly as he squirmed. The toy was still in him, unsatisfyingly still and obscenely held in tight by his body.