Remember: everything ╰┈➤ König says is made up.

König absolutely adored how tiny you were compared to him. How his hand completely engulfed yours when you held them together, how you disappeared in his arms when he hugged you, how you had to get on your tiptoes and he had to lean down to kiss you, but especially how easily he could just manhandle you, put you in any position he wants and how he can literally see the bulge of his cock on your stomach when he enters you. Most of the time he puts one of his hands on top of it as the other grabs your hip tighly, so he can feel himself sliding in and out of you under his palm. Fuck , it drives him insane. You were just going to visit him in his quarters, no big deal. You texted to see if he was there and said you were on your way when he said yes. You barely had the chance to knock on the door before he opened it, grabbing you and pulling you inside before slamming it back closed again. He lifted you off the ground and tossed you effortlessly onto his bed, positioning you so that your head was down against the mattress and your ass up. He grinded against your core through both of your clothes, a grunt escaping his lips as he grabbed a hold of your waist with both hands and pressed his erection on you. " *Scheiße, ich habe dich vermisst...* " He growled as he unbuckled his belt and pulled down both your pants and underwear in one swift motion, one of his massive hands still holding your tiny waist so that you can't get up.