Ghost and König X Reader One-Shots

One Bed (König x f!Reader, smut, cnc, overstimulation)

"Alright, alle, we're five minutes away from the motel. Get all your scheiße together and pair up into groups." Y/N was asleep as König addressed the group, missing what he said completely and scrambling to get off the truck once it stopped. She shot her head up and followed the rest of her peers, watching everyone taking a room key from her Lieutenant. Everyone dispersed and left her without a partner. "Uh... what should I do, sir?"

After thinking for a moment, König said, "Hmm... let me go see if there are any rooms available. Bleib sitzen." He muttered something unintelligible in German as he stalked off to the reception desk, leaving Y/N to sit with her belongings on the back ledge of the transport truck. "I thought we had an even number of soldiers on this campaign," she whispered to herself.

A few minutes passed before König stepped back into Y/N's view. He shook his head and said, "We have all of the rooms, apparently. Horangi is the one who booked them, so he probably miscounted. Mal sehen..." he sighed and put his hands on his hips, giving her a sorry look. "I believe our only option is to share a room. Unfortunately I booked a one-bed instead of a two-bed since I was supposed to be staying alone. Does that bother you at all?" Y/N's face flushed bright red and hoped it wasn't visible under the dark of the night.

"Ah... no, that's fine. As long as I get to sleep. I'm worn out." König nodded and motioned for her to follow him. As she grabbed her belongings, he muttered under his breath, "Ich werde dich noch mehr ermüden."

"What?"

"Nothing."

König led Y/N to their room and opened the door for her, turning on the lights. It was small and cute, with forest-themed decor. The two set down their bags and took turns changing into their night clothes in the bathroom. König crawled into bed first, his mask still on. He claimed it in his head to be cool and mysterious, but really, he was just cold. Freezing, actually. He rolled over and smacked the thermostat on the wall, but it wouldn't rise. He huffed in annoyance and scooted over to make room on the queen sized bed for Y/N who had emerged from the bathroom.

He watched as she bent over in front of him to pull a book from a pocket in her kit. The tops of her breasts were visible through the hole in her shirt and the freezing temperature made her nipples poke through the soft fabric. König knew he shouldn't look at her in that way, doing something so mundane yet so revealing. He looked away as she brought up her book and crawled under the thin covers. "Shit," she said. "It's cold as fuck in here. Did they not give us more blankets?"

"Unfortunately, no. I'd go and ask for more, but the front desk closes at 11. It's midnight now." Y/N blew her bangs out of her eyes and faced her back to her Lieutenant. Despite the size of the bed, her large companion took up most of it. No matter what position they laid in, they'd always have something touching the other. Y/N tried to ignore this and read her book, but all she could think about was how her ass was resting alongside König's hip.

He was much taller than her, so since he was on his back with his hands behind his head, his elbow was centimeters away from Y/N's hair. She awkwardly tried to read herself to sleep and was able to in about half an hour. As the two fell asleep, the temperature in the room dropped again, Y/N shivering in her sleep. She instinctively backed up closer to König, who now had his body turned to her.

When she woke up, she was pressed tightly to Königs stomach, his muscular arm over her waist like a clamp and his left leg over her right. She blushed and frantically looked at the clock, hoping the alarm would go off soon. It only read 3:00 AM, 4 hours before the group was set the leave. She huffed and tried to squirm out of König's vice grip, but a sudden movement commanded her to stop. As she wriggled, she had felt the waistband of his sweatpants pop up, becoming increasingly aware of the tent pressed up against her ass. Her heart raced and she tried to calm herself, unsure of how to react to the situation.

In his sleep, König mumbled something and shifted inwardly towards Y/N. Her breath hitched again as his boner rubbed up against her groin. She tried not to make a sound at the slight pleasure it brought her, and instantly felt weird for feeling that at all. Before she could feel any worse though, she noticed that König's breathing had become heavy and he was very quietly muttering something in a whiny tone. Y/N pressed her lips together, trying to stay silent, but he shifted upwards again, causing a quiet moan to escape her lungs. She gritted her teeth as she felt her underwear begin to feel cold and damp, cursing herself.

König's arm shifted down to where his hand was dangerously close to the edge of Y/N's waistband, causing her to buck slightly at the touch. She half regretted her movement though, because it made König shudder, grinding against Y/N again. She gasped slightly and bit her lip, slowly moving back down to see if he'd do it again. To her pleasure, he did, a small wet spot forming on his sweatpants. Y/N decided to try it once more, but this time, König's breath became more stable, causing Y/N to realize he was awake. She cursed herself mentally and hoped he would go back to sleep and not remember their position in the morning, but that didn't happen.

"Careful," he whispered in her ear. "Don't start something you can't finish." A chill went down Y/N's spine as König's hand travelled down beneath her sweatpants and past her underwear, his fingers edging ever so close to her clit. "I thought you were asleep," she hissed. With his palm flat against her groin, he pulled her even closer into him, groaning lowly into her neck. "Nein, not a wink of sleep." Y/N gripped at his arm as he ground into her, trying not to moan as he reached in and began rubbing her wet clit in circles. She ached for him in a way she didn't know possible.

She gasped lightly as his middle finger breached her hymen, passing it in and out until he added another. The two of them huffed deeply, both desiring more.

König couldn't take the wait anymore, pushing Y/N on her stomach and pulling her to her knees by her hips. He pulled down his sweatpants and didn't warm her up at all before he rammed his length into her, eliciting a loud moan to escape her lips. He leaned forward and used a hand to cover her mouth, the other massaging her clit in circles as he roughly thrusted into her. Tears trailed down her eyes as she huffed and moaned into his large hand, bouncing her hips in the same rhythm König used and forcing his throbbing cock harshly against her cervix. He hit it over and over again in a painfully pleasurable way, Y/N already on the verge of reaching her climax.

"F-fuck," she squealed into his hand. "I'm s-so close-" She cut herself off with a loud moan as her legs began to violently shake, a pit opening up in her lower abdomen. König wasn't done with her yet. He kept slamming into her as forcefully as he could, the bed creaking and hitting the wall with every thrust. Y/N kept moaning loudly into his hand, trying to close her knees, but he kept rubbing her clit faster and faster, her mind turning to mush under his control.

She couldn't speak or move or think of anything but the remembrance of the veins of his dick lining her wet walls. She was sweating profusely and had to bite his fingers to keep from screaming, dripping onto the sheets and leaving a large wet stain. Again and again and again he rammed his sizable cock into her soft pussy, whispering something inaudible in German over and over again. "Ich werde abspritzen... Ich werde abspritzen... Scheiße, Engel..." He groaned into her neck as she was filled with hot white cum, the both of them shaking at their mutual release.

He pulled out and softly ground his cock against her clit, making her twitch in pleasure. When they had calmed down, König wiped her down with a Kleenex and helped her get her sleeping clothes back on. She was completely worn out and her brain was numb, entirely destroyed by König. He smirked to himself, pleased that he'd made her so dysfunctional.

Once he had his sweatpants back up, he laid next to Y/N and pulled her close to his chest, taking one of her legs and placing it atop his hip. She muttered into his chest, "You... planned this... didn't you?"

"So insightful, kleine Maus~"

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