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König always had an eye for pretty girls. Lounging around in the dark corner of the bar- people naturally avoiding him due to his large and intimidating stature. Yet still staring, still staring and locking his eyes onto any sweet thing that barely even glances his way.
It wasn't until you walk in, wearing that nice black dress of yours with just a bit of cleavage showing your chest. His eyes darkened when he saw you, his mind clearing and thinking of nothing but you.
His blue eyes followed you as you walked around the bar, greeting friends and ordering drinks with a big toothy smile on your perfect face.
König stayed unblinking for the rest of the night, not wanting to miss even a single millisecond of your beauty. He just couldn't.
That's why he's been following you.
For months now.
It became a habit to watch you leave the bar, your work, even hangouts with your friends and walk with you back to your apartment- even if he was half a block back. You should be thankful; he's protecting you from the disgusting men out there. The ones that just want to take advantage of your pretty figure and even more pretty face.
You would thank him if you could see him, but he always managed to stay away and out of sight.
It wasn't until you were sleeping your pretty little head off that he glances around the hallway and leans down, picking the lock on your door. Upon entering he felt his heart thump loudly in his ears, all of this was all so exhilarating. It made him so fucking excited and thrilled at the thought of you sleeping- unbothered and unknowing- in your bed.
König already knows your apartment like the back of his hand, and he couldn't help the fact that the urges kept getting stronger with every step towards your bedroom door. He creaked it open slowly, the dim light from the living area illuminating a portion of your room with a soft glow.
His eyes took a second longer than he wanted to, to adjust to the new lighting. Still dark, but not bumping into things dark. His bottom lip trembled with adrenaline, looking around the familiar room before his eyes landed on your dresser.
It didn't even take him a second to skip over, open the drawer, and pick up a pair of your panties. He flipped back the lose mask on his face and immediately shoved them onto his face, stuffing his nose and inhaling deeply. His eyes almost rolled into the back of his head, and he had to stop breathing for a moment to prevent the groan that threatened to escape.
König thanked God that he did because he knew you were a light sleeper. It would be difficult to explain this situation to you.
He then glanced at your sleeping form, wanting nothing more than to crawl up onto the bed and shove his already throbbing cock into your tight unprepared cunt. Or even just to shove his face between your thighs- licking, nipping, and sucking in a feral manner, even growling into your puffy folds that would be slick with your juices.
You stirred slightly, rolling over onto your side while facing away from him. König shook his head.
No, he can't taint you- not yet at least. If König were to taint you, he would want you to be awake so at least you would know that it was him.
With much control he turned on his heel, breathing heavily through his nose as his mind tried to convince him to turn back and go absolutely feral over your vulnerable state.
Shoving your panties into his boxers- ignoring his pulsing, pleading cock- he slips out of your room, gently closing the door behind him.
When he got home that night, he wrapped your lace panties around his cock so tightly it turned purple from the loss of blood. It hurt- it hurt so fucking badly that it made his head pound.
But he liked it.
Boy, did König fucking like it.