Even though you two were in a safe house, König wasn't whispering just barely-audible decibels. There could be other people passing next to his room. But when he goes down on you, keeping it just on "oh, scheiße, baby" was basically impossible for him. The amount of noise coming out of König's room would make anyone assume that this time he is receiving pleasure, and not you.
You were laying in bed with your back arched on a pillow, so it is easier for him to go down on you. His balaclava was lifted just enough to expose his lips that were gently pressed against your parts. From time to time you caught König glancing at you, and when you wanted to break an eye contact, he wouldn't let that slide so easily. "Eyes on me Engel*, please... don't look away" He said while moving slightly away, just enough where you could still feel his warm breath from panting, and just enough for you to crave more of his tongue. "I want you to know that I am enjoying it as much as you are" König's really animalistic panting turned into shallower breathing as to give you a sign that he is giving his absolute all and loving every second of it.
You've put your hand and top of his head and greedily pushed it down in hopes of him continuing where he left off. And without any words, he understood what you need, and he got right back into licking your most sensitive spot. Your breathing got really rushed and heavy, and his too.
You let König's tongue travel everywhere. His mouth can do truly amazing things. He was obsessed with making you feel good, in any sort of way, especially in bed. He ran his finger along, gently applying a little pressure. And occasionally, he switched it up a bit by exchanging his finger for his tongue. It made him go wild, trust me. You could hear that, and of course - feel that. He was so into it that you could tell he was grinding his cock against his bed out of temptation.
Rhythm changes are definitely his favorite. Believe me, he loved slowing down on you, just to make your pleasure last longer, and he could savor the taste. König was behaving like a starved man, the thought of swallowing or getting showered in your juices is a huge turn-on for him, and it simply made the perfect ending for him. He was all over you in a state of flustered desperation. Not only that, but he always tells you how you finishing while his lips are pressed against you is the most delicious thing he has ever tasted. And how could you not believe that? Soon you felt like you're getting close, wanting to close your legs, be he kept them wide open just so he can lick you clean. König looked up at you with eyes tipsy from excitation. Almost all of his lower face was covered in your juices. "F-fuck, Engel*... Please... Can I make you cum one more time?"
*Angel
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