Berühre sie und du stirbst Yn x König

9

I opened the vodka bottle and took a long sip. Tonight would be a restless night. I stared out my window while humming a song that was stuck in my head. It was German, something like sonne? Yeah, sonne from Rammstein. My humming got progressively louder with the amount I was drinking till I was full on singing like in an opera for the non-existent people outside my window. I was getting to the good part when I heard a knock on my door.

"Onee second!" I started walking towards the door but then rememberd that it was like 2am... Why was someone here at 2am? "Uh hello? Who is it?" No response. I grabbed my knife and held it out as I opened the door with my other hand. I opened the door and lunged at the person.

"AH fuck junge," Konig jumped back, grabbing his cheek.

"Konig! Jesus, omg, I'm so sorry. I thought you were an enemy." I sighed, dragging him inside. Why the hell was he here?! I mean, I'm not complaining, but still.

"Mein gott," he said, turning away from me and lifting his mask up. I saw the back of his head; he had deep brown hair that wasn't to long or short. He had a toned neck.

"What are you doing?" I asked, curious what he looked like, but respected his privacy and turned around the other way.

"I want to inspect the cut; do you have one? What's it called?" He gestured his fingers toward my mirror.

"Mirror?"

"Yes that. Pass that, please." He said, while reaching his hand out, that he still turned away from me. I handed him the mirror and turned around again. I waited patiently as I heard him rustling with his mask.

"Is it bad?" I asked, and I really didn't mean to hurt him. I giggled at the thought of me half drunk and practically stabbing König.
"Nein, its fine. Wait, why are you giggling?" He asked, turning around as I did the same thing.

"Because its funny." I said through giggles that König came closer and lifted my chin; he just stared into my eyes as if they were his favorite TV game, then slowly lifted his mask above his lips until his nose. Damn, this man had a jawline and a slightly crooked nose, indicating that he had broken it before. But still, damm. His lip wobbled. And he took a deep breath.
"König, what are you doing?" But before I could finish my sentence, he smashed his lips on mine, and a surprised moan slipped out as I just stood still in shock. He pulled back, and I just stared at him as a slow smile crept on my mouth as I grabbed his colour and pulled him down to my height before kissing him again, this time deeper. König swiftly grabbed my hips and flipped me, so I was pinned with the wall behind me and König in front of me. He was a good kisser, not at all like Axel. I started grinding my hips against him as he groaned into my mouth. I felt him grow hard but kept going. I smiled against his mouth before moving my mouth slightly more down and started nipping and sucking on spots till I left a couple hickys on his neck and colour bone. It wasn't going to be a problem, as he had his mask.

"Agh fuck junge... Oh, mine, Gott." (Ugh fuck man, oh my god.) He groaned. Fuck, that turned me on. I pulled back out of breath and backed away with a smug smile on my face. König stared at me while slowly walking towards the door, and with yet another word, he just turned around and left. Wait. What just happened? I stumbled back to my bed and squield when I replayed the situation I was just in until I fell asleep.

KöNIG

No way, I just did that. Why did I do that? Fuck it, she didn't mind. Oh god. I rushed behind my door when I heard ghosts and soap talking.

"König just walked out of Yn's room." Ghost said to soap. Why are they awake?

"Pf" Soap scoffed. Why did he scoff? Did he find you ugly or something wrong with me and you together? Oh, I would tell him. But before I stepped out, the ghost spoke again.