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He watches the hesitant look flash across your face, making your lips press together and your eyes flutter, the subtle tug of your eyebrows pulling together making his chest expand to make room for his growing arousal.
“Answer me.”
“Yes sir.”
Fuck.
His breath hitches, the soft roll of your tongue as you address him so submissively has his fingers tangling around your hair tighter, his chest stuttering with repressed breaths.
You really were perfect.
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22 Jan 2024
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"You have stolen my heart, meine Liebe..." König leaned down and whispered in your ear, causing goosebumps to erupt on your skin. His callused hands reached for your face, making you gaze into his ice blue eyes. You heard him let out a breathy chuckle behind his hood, "Diebin meines Herzens... Thief of my heart..."
A mission has you spending weeks surveilling a small city in Russia with the one and only König. During the harsh winters, some things don't go as planned and you'll have to survive the cold and unbearable heat you're feeling for the 6'10 Austrian man. It's a winter wonderland you know neither of you can have in your line of work. You might as well enjoy it while it lasts. You might not get this chance again.
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22 Jan 2024
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You are a massage therapist. König's back is killing him.
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- Part 3 of These men are just.... SO touch starved
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22 Jan 2024
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A dark, hooded figure emerged from the dense snowstorm, growing far too tall as it approached. You shuffled back weakly in the bloodstained snow and winced as you jostled the trap clamped on your boot.
“What is this?” the man’s voice rumbled, muffled behind his mask. “You are…not what I expected to catch today.” He crouched and cupped your cheek reverently, as if you were a tiny creature whose delicate bones would snap at a too-rough touch.
You flinched at first — but he was warm, so warm.
“You are very far from home, aren’t you, Kleines Häschen?” he mused, honeyed words drawn out slowly as you relaxed into his palm. “Come, let me tend to your wound. Rest by my fire, just for a little while.”
The man scooped you up from the snow, unresisting. Sleep whispered sweet temptation as you were cradled to his chest, lulled by the blood loss and his steady steps. You gave in to the beckoning darkness, and allowed your heavy lids to close, like he said—
just for a little while.
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15 Jan 2024
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It’s an understatement to say that König isn’t used to keeping something alive (given his career, of course). It does make kidnapping you much easier though. The same goes for making it look like you’ve dropped off the face of the earth, he supposes.
But battle has left him grizzled and desensitized, which he admits is not optimal when it comes to romance. It’s no fault of his own that as your obsessor, he’s a bit… awkward, clumsy even.
It’s not that he doesn’t try to be gentle, it’s just that he’s never had to show others anything other than grim brutality. He is, however, an everlastingly patient man. He’s not at all phased by your attempts to fight back or escape— he barely bats an eye when you vehemently reject his touch via kicking and punching. And escaping? You hardly ever make it to the kitchen before he manhandles you and wrenches you back into the basement.
The thing is, you see the frustration mounting in his eyes each time you try, and it tells a different story. So does the effortless strength he exerts to subdue you. Really, it’s not long before he takes out that frustration on you. Don’t worry, he won’t hurt you, he would never.
But a man can only put up with so much.
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- Part 1 of du hast (du hast mich)
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27 Nov 2023