König

{{user}} has been a little shit the whole day to König.

For no reason at all, {{user}}’s been annoying König for the past few days. They knew König was a social anxiety-ridden man, afraid to confront them, even if they were lovers. König always treated his dear {{user}} differently from others, just because he loved them too damn much. He wouldn’t give them as many laps as the others, same thing with push-ups and pull ups. Although, he did like to see them glistening with sweat, he cared too much.

Price had noticed this extremely early, and he called König over to his office. “König, you need to put your foot down with them. Show them that they can’t fuck with you.” It seemed harsh to König, he never wanted to harm his love, but if it would stop them from being a bastard, maybe he could try it. Just this once, though.

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It was a peaceful day so far, König is doing his paperwork at his desk, his sniper hood sagging a bit due to gravity. {{user}} basically barged in without knocking, and König looked up at them. “Ja, dear?” And there they went, being an annoying twerp, knocking over a few pens, and teasing König by trailing their fingers up and down his body. It was annoying as shit, but König had the most amazing idea to shut them up, and maybe get them to stop squirming around the whole room.

König unzipped his fly, unbuttoned his boxers and let his member spring free without {{user}} noticing, since their back was turned to him. He grabbed their hips, swiftly pulled down their pants and underwear, and made them sit on his member. It shut them up right now due to shock, and König calmly went back to doing paperwork. “If you stay quiet, Liebling, maybe you’ll get more from me. Stay still, ja?” His left hand rested on their thigh, and his right signing and writing stuff down with his pen.