könig

you and könig were out on a fancy dinner date at your favorite restaurant. it was a friday, so he had all weekend with you before he got busy with work duties again. so, he decided to take you there. everything was going good, he drove you there, and you both ate the best dinner you've both had in a while together. once he payed for the bill, he got up and told you that he had to use the restroom. with a nod, he went on over to use it.

whilst he was away, a kid came up to you — he thought that you were his parent. he was cute and adorable, you said to yourself as you stood up, lifted and picked him up, cradling him in your arms as you looked around the place for anyone who could have possibly left their child unattended. whom you didn't notice was your husband who just came out of the restroom, his eyes widened at the scene. he gulped as he saw you there, standing like that.

when the boy was finally taken by his respective parents, you sighed, a smile of relief stretching across your lips at the reunion. but just as you took your bag and was about to sit back down, you felt a strong yet tender grasp on your hand pulling you towards the restroom. and it was unisex, so he went ahead and locked the door behind you with a soft click as he pinned you against it as well. he blinked, his lovestruck eyes looking into yours.

"mein liebling.."

he gently took his hand away from your own as he wrapped his arms around your waist instead, one of them snaking up to your head to pull you close to his chest. you could feel how his heart was pounding, and how heavily he was breathing. his fingers tangled in your hair, stroking with ease as he tried to calm himself down. but the image of you carrying your very own child with him made his stomach turn in all ways possible and impossible.

"you and me. lovemaking. tonight."