König x Y/N | Fem : Private Affairs

The Last Call.

The mere sight of Krueger's name lit up a kaleidoscope of profound emotions within König — anger, jealousy, possession and insecurity.

With a sharp tug on y/n's hair, he pulled himself out of the wet warmth of her mouth, leaving her coughing and gasping for air as if it were her last. A string of their fluids connecting from her mouth to his cock.

König's eyebrows furrowed with annoyance as he let out a disdained growl.

You're getting on my last nerve, Sebastian.

The intensity of their carnal affair faded, replaced with a complicated mixture of curiosity and reprisal.

"Go to your bed, meine Prinzessin." König instructed, as he grabbed the phone off the counter.

Right on cue, y/n got up from her knees, rushing over to her bedroom. She climbed onto the queen-sized mattress that was purposefully pushed in the corner. She stripped out of her black sweatpants and her magenta thong in the process, awaiting the next set of orders.

Following right behind her, König's mind toggled on how he would take care of the 'friendship,' Krueger and y/n had established.

He had to be in control, in charge of every aspect of their clandestine relationship, and no one, and I mean no one, will come in between them. König wanted to remind y/n who she truly belonged to, ensuring that her attention will be on him and him alone.

His lips curled into a devilish smile as saw y/n displayed on her bed, a perfect little fuck toy—

no, an insatiable woman that he fell for...

She was no longer just some cum sock that would be thrown aside for the next round...y/n was the one who he trusted enough that would accept her role by his side, maybe even as a life partner.

Y/n watched as he strolled closer with her phone in hand. Aware that Krueger was calling and as inconvenient as it may have been, she hoped König would just ignore it but, she had known him long enough that he wouldn't.

The phone continued to buzz and before it could go to y/n's voicemail, König had hit the answer button and pressed the phone against her ear.

"Go on and talk to him." König's command was simple and seemingly innocent.

Y/n could hear Krueger's voice on the other line, with confusion etched on her face, she took ahold of her phone, replacing König's hand. He fondly cupped her cheek, his thumb brushing her bottom lip before retracting his arm.

"Hey...Kr-Krueger." y/n greeted, her tone holding onto some sense of normalcy. Her eyebrows pulling together trying to make sense of what König was trying to accomplish.

"Y/n? You wouldn't happen to be ignoring me are you?" Krueger asks, his voice came in full of charisma.

Y/n's attention flickered between the call and König. Her eyes widened and with a gestured unison shake of her head and hand, she expected an explanation from König. Instead, he stood there, arms crossed over his chest, enjoying every minute of her perplexity.

"No. Why would I ignore you? I'm just...busy at the moment." She responds vaguely.

"Ahh...so you forgot about our plans to meet for dinner then?"