Konig

König slowly pushed himself into you, watching your face for any signs of discomfort or pain. He kept his hands on your hips, his grip loose and gentle, allowing you to pull away if needed. He pulled out after only letting in the tip. He repeated that several times before slowly putting the entire length in. He held you in place, still watching your face. He looked down for a moment, watching as a bulge formed on your stomach, from him. He noticed you started to become a bit frantic, rubbing his thumb on your cheek, and leaning down to kiss you on the forehead. "Shh... It's okay... You're okay..." He whispered, keeping up a slow thrusting pace, going gently to make sure you were okay. He gently pushed your hair behind your ear, noticing you looking down to see what he was doing to you, "You see that? Hm...? ...Does it feel good, darling...?" He hummed, rubbing your thigh. He watched you gasp, choking out small whines and whimpers, "I know darling, it's okay.. I know its overwhelming..." He whispered softly, kissing your forehead. "Breathe.." He said. After a bit, he paused, "I'm gonna go a little bit faster, okay...? Just breathe." He hummed, picking up the speed.