𝐌𝐖𝐈𝐈 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟐 𝐎𝐧𝐞𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬 , 𝐎𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐓𝐨 𝐑𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐬 || Slow Burn

• 𝐎𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐥 , 𝐊𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐠 𝐱 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐞!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 •

v0idbugs, thank you for the request.

TW:

• Stab Wound Care

- Mentions of Scabs and Blood

• Smut

- Riding

- Possessiveness & Jealousy

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Y/n hasn't been home in several days. König was worried sick, despite his knowledge on where he was at all times; Y/n was on a mission with Soap and Ghost, and no matter how hard König could try, jealousy would get the best of him. He trusted his fiance with his full heart that nothing would happen between Y/n and anyone else, but this feeling kept digging at his stomach, in the pit of it. All he wished for was to not be a part of an affair.

Y/n arrived late at night, but this didn't stop König from being overjoyed. The large German was going to run in for a hug when he suddenly stopped. The smaller one was injured in his side. Dried blood stained, but the wound was cleaned up. König still worried and picked him up before placing him on the bed. Y/n was then stripped of his gear and shirt, wound exposed with a written time and date on the white bandages with sharpie. König read what it said, knowing that it was Ghost and Soap's writings. First, he read Ghost's.

'Patched up on 1-20-23 @ 23:47'

He appreciated Ghost's notes. Next was Soap's.

'Be careful next time, König would be devastated if he found your ass dead.'

Okay, Johnny may have been right about that. König would have been devastated, but he was just glad that it didn't come true.

Y/n started to swirl in his sleep, (he quite literally fell asleep in König's arms), then groaning from the pain of the scabbed-over wound. The larger male decided to clean the wound up, grabbing a towel, alcohol, cotton balls, a cleaned pocket knife, and more bandages.

He started with sliding the towel under Y/n's torso before removing the previous bandages, keeping them to the side for Y/n to read when well. His nose scrunched at the sight of the stab wound, taking his knife and picking at all of the scabs before cleaning the wound with some wiping alcohol on a cotton ball, earning a soft whimper from the wounded male. König kissed the wound and his cheek as he continued to clean it before finishing, then wrapping it back up and grabbing a sharpie from the desk before uncapping it and writing down the date and time, following was a little note to Y/n.

'1-22-23 @ 01:23, don't do that again, dork♡'

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The next day, König found himself making breakfast as he played some music in the background, humming along as he effortlessly flipped a pancake, the scent filling the place. He's grown habit to making meals, and he didn't mind. If it made his love happy, it's the least he could do.

He smiled even brighter to the sound of lazy footsteps, turning to meet the sleepy Y/n, who had a terrible bed head and a fluffy blanket wrapped around him.

"Morning, love, how'd you sleep ?" His accent was thick, something that happened in the morning.
"Mmm..good, though, I found my bandages on the desk." Y/n sat at the island, watching his hunk of a man cook.
"Yeah, I decided to clean it up since it's been a couple of days, did you see the note I wrote on the new one ?" König earned a small nod, the smaller one smiling as he tried to keep his hair under control, failing miserably, to his disliking.

The conversation ended and they both went quiet, but it was nice. In the background played some random Lofi music, König's favourite, and they sat in a comfortable and easing silence. Y/n almost fell back asleep with his head in his arms before König woke him by setting down a plate of pancakes, topped with whipped cream and blueberries, some fresh and some frozen. Y/n gave König a loving and appreciating look before shoving it down like he hasn't properly ate in forever, which always made König smile. Knowing that the person you love also loves your food is one of the best feelings ever, as König sees it. The bigger male decided to make conversation.

"How's the wound feel ?" Y/n just finished his food before answering.
"Now that you've cleaned it, I can barely feel it. I needed that wiping alcohol, we didn't have any when we were on the mission and I had to make do with other stuff, with the help of Simon and Johnny, of course." König then was confused.
"How did you know I used wiping alcohol ?" Y/n only shrugged.
"It was on the desk." König just said a silent 'oh' of realisation before taking Y/n's dirty dish and washing it in the sink.

The two ended up cuddling once they arrived in bed. Then, things got heated.

First, it started with regular kisses, then König's jealousy from the mission kicked in. He started to roughen up the kiss and adding tongue, Y/n straddling his waist as König's hands gripped his thighs. Y/n's arms wrapped around König's neck, large hands landing on the smaller boy's hips before traveling up to the chest under Y/n's shirt. In a flash, König was teasing him with gentle pinches and massages of Y/n's nipples.

With a flash, then came the second part. All of their clothes were stripped to the ground and Y/n was setting himself slowly onto König's lubricated erection, whimpering and groaning. A blanket was wrapped around Y/n's waist to hide the two waist and below. The smaller one soon was finished setting himself on it before going into a repetitive motion of back and fourth, moaning at the pain and pleasure. König enjoyed himself also, gripping his hips and digging his nails into the skin.

"(Mine, only mine.)" Said König in German.

•

The two ended the night with cuddles after a bath. Never again would Y/n make the mistake of making the German jealous.

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