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You live in Linz, Austria, having moved here from Canada only a year ago, working as a nurse who lives alone in her apartment. Tonight, you decided to go out to a bar after a long day of work, and you, thankfully, finished your first 12h - 8d, which is 12 hour shifts for eight days straight. Naturally, you need a drink. Or dick. Who knows.

You got home, changing out of your scrubs and showering off, before changing into some black, high-waisted jeans, white sneakers, and a white, tight top that was slightly cropped, showing off your midriff if you raised your arms too high. Very basic outfit, but it did the job. You blowdried your hair, deciding to put a little effort into it and giving it that full, voluminous, 70s-flip look. It suited you well, making you seem more fun and…exotic?

Once you were done, you brushed your teeth, put some gum in your mouth, and slid some chapstick over your lips. You stepped out of your bathroom with a sigh, feeling rushed for some reason, even thought you had no reason to be. Just too used to rushing around in the hospital, you suppose. You got your coat and put it on, flipping your hair out from under the collar, grabbing your keys and heading out of your apartment. You locked the door behind you with a firm click, putting your keys in your pocket as you started speed walking out of the apartment building, excited to get some drinks in you. Or something else.

You got into your car with a sigh, rubbing your eyes tiredly before starting it and heading out. It was about a 10-ish minute drive from your place. This was a bar you never went to before called ‘Lennox’. It has great reviews, and is often busy, which you considered to be a good sign that it was worth it. You parked outside, on the street of the main road, putting money in the meter before heading inside, a man opening the door for you in which you gave him a small smile and nod.

You sighed as you saw how busy it is. Lots of people were standing around, waiting for drinks, or holding their drinks in hand. Some in booths, eating, some stumbling about, drunk. Your eyes landed on a small spot near the bar, between a woman who was drunk blabbing to her friends, and a very large man who sat alone. You squeezed in between their barstools, the woman not even noticing you as you waited for the bartender to finish up taking orders and making some drinks, before his attention finally landed on you.

“Was darf ich Ihnen mitbringen?” (What can I bring you?) He said, slightly shouting due to all the chatter and music.

“Uh…Ich würde-“ (I would-) “Können Sie lauter sprechen?” (Can you speak louder?) He said loudly, leaning closer to you. You grumbled, going on your tiptoes to get closer, over the counter, which made the bartender smirk.

“Doppelter Long Island im hohen Glas mit Limette.” (Double Long Island in a tall glass with lime.) You said loudly, he chuckled a bit and nodded, going to make your drink for you. You took your hands off the bar, groaning a bit as you felt the sleeves of your coat get wet from…whatever liquid was on the counter. That’s when you noticed the large man staring at you, a big glass of beer in his hand, and an empty pitcher in front of him. His shoulders jumped slightly, seemingly hiccuping from drinking, although he didn’t seem drunk. He was wearing military tactical pants, as well as a compressed, black, long-sleeve shirt that showed off his bulging muscles, black combat boots covering his large feet, and an Austria flag on his left shoulder.

“You are not from Austria, ja?” He said a bit loudly, his voice slightly higher pitched than you expected from a man his size. His German accent heavy, and his scarred lips wet from his beer.

“How can you tell?” You said loudly back, furrowing your brows a bit as your eyes roamed over the large, but healed gash’s on his face. One of the scars giving him a permanent snarl.

“Your pronunciation is good, but you do not have the accent when you speak. And you only confirmed my suspicions with your…American accent.” He pointed out with a very, very small smile, his scars stretching slightly as he did.

“Canadian accent. I’m from Canada.” You corrected as the bartender handed you your drink. The large man nodded a bit, his eyes half lidded as he looked you up and down, before landing back on your eyes, watching you as you looked at his scars.

“They are from being on the field.” He said, licking his lips a bit as you took a sip from your drink, noticing one scar that went from his left cheek, down to his neck, which met a large scar that went across his neck, small dots on the edges of the scar, seemingly from staples.

“Looks…rough. You’re a strong man.” You said with a small nod, which made him chuckle. ‘Strong’. He didn’t feel strong, even with his 6’10 frame.

“My name is König.” He said, hiccuping again as he held out a large, calloused hand. Your small, soft one shaking it and his eyes watching as his hand completely engulfed yours.

“Y/N.” You said, watching his eyes on your hand, before he snapped out of his thoughts as you spoke, looking at your face, pulling you a bit closer to him, your hand in his tight grip still.

“Beautiful name for a beautiful woman.” He said, a bit softer compared to the shouting he was doing before so you could hear him properly. Your nose scrunched a bit, getting a big whiff of the beer on his breath, which made him chuckle a bit as his eyes were still half lidded, looking at you with pure adoration as he finished his beer, and put the glass down.

“Not a fan of the smell of Ottakringer?” He teased a bit, his hand still holding yours as he took his free hand from his empty glass, and gently took a lock of your hair into it. “So soft.” He whispered, which you couldn’t really hear, but were able to read his lips.

“Not really. Beer isn’t my thing.” You said simply, meeting his gaze with your brown eyes. And, you hate to admit it, but you felt your heart thumping a bit. Holding this large man- or…König’s gaze, surrounded by drunk and rowdy people, his eyes dilated as they were still glued to your own, and you swear you saw them turn into hearts- but even with your close proximity to König, and how he was touching you, some drunk bastard decided to come up to you, smacking your ass fairly hard, making you gasp a bit and whip your head to turn to him.

“Hey, Schöne.” (Hey, beautiful.) The man slurred out as he wrapped an arm around your shoulders, pulling you tightly to him, away from König, and making your heartbeat faster, but in fear. “Deine Titten sind vielleicht klein, aber ich wette, wenn ich mich genug anstrenge, könnte ich sie trotzdem ficken.” (Your tits may be small, but I bet if I tried hard enough I could still fuck them.) He whispered into your ear, his disgusting, wet lips touching your skin, as he started chuckling like a drunk idiot.

König’s eyes darkened and he immediately stood up, standing at his full 6’10 height as he looked down at the man who was maybe 5’10, your own eyes widening as you watched König’s tall frame on full display. You guessed he was big, but not this big.

König leaned down to the man, grabbing his throat. Some of the people surrounding you started to glance over. Some having concerned faces, some too drunk to comprehend what’s even happening, others with serious faces as they on-looked the situation.

“Wenn du sie nicht gehen lässt, schneide ich dir den Kopf ab. Dein Mund mag klein sein, aber wenn ich mich genug anstrenge, wette ich, dass ich deinen Mund ficken kann, nachdem ich dich enthauptet habe.” (If you don’t let her go, I’ll cut off your head. Your mouth may be small, but if I try hard enough, I bet I could fuck your mouth after I behead you.) König growled lowly to the man as he squeezed his throat slightly, making him gasp as König used the man’s own words against him before he swiftly let you go.

“Okay, okay. Wir sind hier cool. Lass uns einfach beruhigen.” (Okay, okay. We’re cool here. Let’s just calm down.) The man said in a panicked tone, König’s hand was about to tighten even more before he noticed everybody staring, looking scared. He said heavily through his nose, his hand loosening before letting the man go…reluctantly. He sat up straight again, putting his large hand on your shoulder, death glaring the man before looking down at you, his gaze softening.

“Let’s go, liebling. You’re unsafe here.” He said, squeezing your shoulder a bit before reaching into his pocket, taking out a wad of cash and placing down some money on the counter for all his drinks, and your drink. The money getting wet in the mysterious liquid as he started guiding you through the crowd of people. His frame towering over everybody in the bar, before he opened the door for you, and guided you out. The cold night air hit you like a brick, instinctively, you grabbed the openings of your coat, closing them over top one another as you shivered a bit, which made König feel a bit…worried, almost. So he brought you closer to his warm frame.

“Where is your car? I want to make sure you get home safe. I will drive.” He said, looking down at you as he held you close to his muscular physique. You looked up at him, shaking your head.

“Ah, no, no, no. It’s okay. You drank a lot, and I took only a sip of my drink. You’re in no place to drive.” König’s eyes narrowed at your words. You’re right, but he didn’t like it.

“I’m coming regardless if you or I drive. Understand?” He said seriously. You opened your mouth to protest, but the look in his eyes told you he was coming whether you said yes or no. You sighed through your nose and nodded a bit before walking over to your car, a black Škoda. It’s a Czech brand, but popular in Austria. He opened the driver door for you, making sure you were buckled in and all limbs were safely inside before closing the door and walking over to the passenger side.

He opened your passenger car door, and shoved himself in. His back hunched and his legs tucked up against him, even with him pushing the seat all the way back. He was far too big for your car.

“Uh…sorry about the lack of space.” You said as you started the car, turning the heat on immediately.

“No car can fit me other than the ones at base. It is okay, liebling. Just go, ja?” He said, not even bothering to buckle in as it would just be more of a struggle for him. You nodded a bit and started driving to your apartment.

You debated on just going to some random house, or stopping for ‘gas’ and just go in and tell the worker this man won’t leave you alone. But…you also found yourself…wanting him with you? You wanted to sleep with someone, sure, but not at your own home. You hated knowing others knew your address. It made you more paranoid than you already are. Yet, you just met König, and barely got to speak to him before he almost killed a man over you, made you leave the bar, shoved himself in your car and is forcing you to drive you and him to your apartment…yet you want his presence with you?

All while he was just sitting there, slightly shaking at the fact that he’s in YOUR car. His breaths slow and deep through his nose as he took your scent filling the car air. He did his best to keep his hands to himself, although his gaze kept landing on your little hands on the wheel. He just wanted to grab and hold them again, like he did when you shook hands. He wanted to hold you close, feel his skin against yours as you lay in bed together. Smell your hair, while engulfing your body against his own. ‘Mein Gott…‘ he thought to himself as he was getting hard just thinking about it. He subtly adjusted himself in his seat, glancing over at you to make sure you didn’t notice, which you didn’t. Thankfully.

It was a quiet 10 minutes back to your place, him anxious to get inside and be in YOUR home. As you parked, you looked over at him with a sigh, your hands in your lap.

“So…are you going to get an uber back to your place, or a tax-“ “Nein!” He cut you off, furrowing his brows and looking confused and upset, shaking his head frantically. “I am coming in with you, liebling. You cannot be alone. What if the man followed us?! What if he knows where you live now, and watches me leave, knowing you’re alone and vulnerable?! You need me to protect you. I am coming in.” He said sternly, his hands clenching into fists at the thought of another man being near you, as he subconsciously leaned a bit closer to you. You couldn’t tell if he truly believed the man at the bar followed you, or if he was trying to manipulate you. You scratched your head a bit, thinking to yourself about how you’ll get out of this situation, before König suddenly got out of your car, and started walking over to your driver side. You sighed, undoing your belt as he opened the door for you and gestured for you to get out. Once you did, he closed the door behind you, watching you lock the car before putting his hand on the back of your neck, and guiding you to the apartment building.

You had a slightly worried expression on your face. You were a bit…uncomfortable with the idea of him coming into your home. Knowing where you live, which apartment number is your place. You stopped at the front entrance, and looked up at him.

“König- I…I’m sorry, but I don’t think I’m comfortable with you coming in.” You said softly, and a bit sheepishly. His gaze softened a bit and he crouched down to your level, bringing his hand from your neck, to your hand, gently holding it in his.

“I understand, liebling. But please believe me when I say; you don’t know what those men in that bar are like. They are dangerous, and have done horrible things to many women. You are so soft, small, weak, and beautiful, mein maus. I couldn’t live with myself if I allowed such an engel to be hurt, or worse. Bitte, it’ll be okay. I promise, I won’t do anything to you without your permission.” He said softly and sincerely, squeezing your hand a bit.

You stood there and just sighed through your nose, your eyes locked on his. Why did you trust him so well? Has he done this to other women? Is he manipulating or gaslighting you? God knows. But you can’t help the feeling of trust for him grow. He seems so sincere, genuine. Real. So…you stupidly gave in.

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After unlocking the door to your apartment building, and going into the elevator, you rubbed your eyes a bit with your thumb and middle finger after you pressed the button to your floor. König’s hand was back onto your neck as he stayed right next to you the entire time.

“Are you tired, liebling? Shall I tuck you in when we get in your apartment? I will make breakfast in the morning. Don’t worry, I am a great cook.” He said with a proud smile, his chest puffed out a bit.

‘Why is he acting like we’re together? Why is he inviting himself to sleep over? Making breakfast?’ You didn’t understand what was going on. He was moving so fast, as if trying to make his mark on you and everything you owned. The elevator door dinged and you two walked out together.

“I’m a bit tired. Yeah. You sure you…don’t want to go back to your own place-“ “Liebling.” He said sternly, looking down at you as you got to the door of your apartment. He turned you to face him fully, looking down at you with a serious expression.

“I am staying. Bitte, stop suggesting otherwise. It is upsetting me.” He said lowly, before taking your key from your hands a bit roughly, and unlocking your door. He guided you in by your neck again, closing and locking your door behind you. You rubbed your face in frustration as you kicked off your shoes and took off your coat, throwing it on the couch. You heard him tsk, as he took off his boots, and started organizing your shoes together, before hanging up your coat. He then started straightening out your decorative pillows, and taking all the dirty dishes in your living room and putting them over to your kitchen, and started washing them.

“König- what are you doing?” You said, holding your arms out a bit in confusion as he just started cleaning your apartment.

“Uh…cleaning…?” He said as if it was obvious. “You live like a pig, liebling. I will not allow it. Now go shower and change into your nighttime clothes. Brush your teeth too, and get ready for bed, ja? I will be with you when I am done.” He said simply, his eyes glued to the dishes as he continued to wash them. You just stood there staring in disbelief, your mouth slightly agape before he snapped his head towards you. Your eyes widened a bit, and you jumped slightly before you immediately made your way to your room. You found some clothes to change into, and even though you showered before you even left your place, for his sake, you showered again. This time, you found yourself shaving your legs, armpits, and cunt, without even thinking, as if you were subconsciously…getting ready for him.

You dried off and brushed out your hair, even though you should’ve brushed it before you showered. You put on a white tank top, and loose, baby-pink shorts. You hung your towel up on the rack before you got out of your steam filled bathroom, throwing your clothes from today in the laundry bin, before looking up to see König gathering clothes from around your room. For a second, you swore you saw him sniffing your panties subtly, but didn’t say anything about it in case you were wrong.

“Get in bed, liebling.” He ordered you as he put all your clothes into the laundry bin, before taking the basket, and going to go wash your clothes.

You were just standing there again, watching him move around as if this was his own house. You were baffled to say the least, but got into your king-sized bed nonetheless. You turned on your nightstand lamp, and went on your phone, scrolling through Instagram, and checking the two dating apps you had while König was doing your laundry.

You didn’t even notice him come back in, as he’s so quiet, before he cleared his throat. You jumped slightly, mumbling ‘shit.’ under your breath as you looked up at him, standing at the end of your bed.

“What are you doing?” He asked, his voice cold as he nodded to your phone.

“On…Instagram?” You responded, confused as to why he was asking.

“Show me.” He said simply, making you furrow your brows as he started walking over to you.

“What? No. This is my phone, and we aren’t-“ He snatched your phone from you, his big, rough hands making it look so tiny as he scrolled through. He glanced down at you, his gaze darkening with anger. Seemingly, he found your dating apps. But he sighed heavily through his nose, rolling his neck and cracking it a bit to keep his composure, before he simply deleted your accounts and the apps.

Once he was done clearing your phone of everything he disliked, while you laid there with your back against the bed frame, your arms crossed as you waited, he put your phone back on your nightstand. He let out a continent sigh as you grabbed your phone and noticed he delete the dating apps…and got rid of all the men’s numbers in your phone except for your dad’s. He deleted all the chats with the men too, even from your recently deleted. Deleted photos, unfollowed and blocked all the men on your social media. Everything.

“Wha- Why?! This is my shit! This isn’t yours for you to just-“ You cut yourself off as he started stripping down, until he was fully nude. Your eyes wide and your mouth open with shock, your cheeks turning scarlet red as his soft, but still large, cock was basically in your face.

“You are mine now, ja? I will do as I please. Now, be good, and sit here quietly. I will shower and be back soon, liebling.” He said simply, raising a brow at you before turning towards your bathroom. You swiftly looked away when you saw his bare ass, your breathing becoming a bit ragged as he was finally gone into your bathroom, but he left the door open for some reason. You just put your phone down, and sat there in shock. His dick now branded into your brain as you heard him showering, occasionally hearing the cap of something opening; he was using your products. But you couldn’t bring yourself to care.

Soon after, he got out and dried himself off with your towel, before turning off your bathroom light and walking over to you, still naked. He turned off all the lights in your room, before getting into bed next to you, and wrapping an arm around you, pulling you flush against his nude body. A small, almost inaudible gasp escaping your lips as you felt his cock resting against your leg.

He held you tightly, inhaling the scent of your hair deeply, just like how he was imagining in the car.

“Oh, mein liebling…you smell so good.” He whispered softly, as he started getting hard against you, slowly grinding himself against your leg, like a dog in heat. You felt yourself starting to throb. Although this whole situation was weird and lowkey fucked up, you couldn’t help but feel aroused at the thought of this large, muscular, and incredibly sexy man holding you close. Getting hard at the mere smell of you, becoming so…possessive, you’ve never had a man fawn like this over you  

You felt yourself starting to get wet, and you slowly took off your shorts, hearing König gasp quietly as you did, and he took his nose away from your hair and looked down at you.

“Liebling, you’re liking this, aren’t you? Finally realizing you’re mine, ja?” He whispered with a smirk.

You rolled your eyes a bit. “I’m not yours, I just want you to fuck me-“ “Nein.” He said, cutting you off for the millionth time.

“I do not…’fuck’. Mein engel, I have not been with a woman before, ja? I dedicate myself to the military. But no longer, as we will make-“ “You’re a virgin?!” You cut him off this time, sitting up in your bed and looking at him with disbelief, his arm still around you.

“Ja, liebling. It’s okay, because I’m yours now, hm? You will take my virginity, and we will be together forever.” Your eyes were wide and mouth agape, “As I was saying, I do not ‘fuck’. We will make love, mein engel.” He sat up, taking your tank top off as you just sat there in shock, listening to him. He grabbed your legs and spread them open, before moving himself in between them, his fully erect, long and girthy cock rubbing against your wet pussy a bit, making him shudder slightly. “Gott- liebling I will not be able to last long. Bitte…forgive me. You’re too perfect.” He said softly, moving himself closer to you, making you lay down as one of his hands moved to your B-cup bust. “So soft-“ he whispered, before pinching your nipple a bit and making you jump slightly as it hurt, sitting up again.

“Ow! König-“ You said, but he chuckled, not taking you seriously.

“Mein engel. Let me explore you. Bitte, just shut up and lay down.” He said, pushing you back down onto the bed so you were lying down, making you grumble in annoyance. He looked down at your pussy, his eyes fully dilating as he grabbed his throbbing length, and started stroking himself while moving his tip against your folds, making you whimper a bit, your body twitching slightly every time he grazed over your clit, your annoyance swiftly fading. He hummed in contentment every time you made a noise, rubbing your clit with his tip once more, making him shudder again, his eyebrows furrowing in pleasure as he let out a soft whimper. He pressed his tip against your clit, before slowly sliding it down, in between your wet folds, and finding your entrance. He gasped a bit as he felt your wetness and heat against him, letting out a groan as your tight walls suffocated his tip. You let out a small whine at how just his tip alone already stretched you out more than you have been before.

“Scheiße, du bist so verdammt eng.” (Shit, you’re so fucking tight.) He groaned out, taking his tip out of you as he started stroking himself again. He put his freehand down to your pussy, before shoving a finger into you, making you whimper and moan a bit.

“Ja? You like it, liebling? Is it gut?” He asked, looking at your face with a curious expression, moving his finger in and out of you, before adding a second finger, clearly seeking validation as he had no idea what he was even doing. He just was basing it off your reactions, and what he saw in pornos.

“Y-Yes…yes…König, please don’t stop-“ You whimpered out, moaning a bit louder as his fingers grazed your G-spot. He smirked a bit when you did, before moving his fingers like that again, hitting your G-spot more. Your back arching slightly as you moaned louder, gripping the sheets in a death grip as König’s other hand continued to stroke himself, watching your face the entire time as he did. You felt the pressure building in your lower abdomen, and he felt his heartbeat throughout his entire body. He knew he was about to cum, and he felt your walls tightening around his fingers. Before he stopped touching himself, and you.

You groaned in annoyance, “Why the fuck would you stop?!” You said, as you were on the brink of cumming before he did.

He chuckled a bit “Liebling, I want us to finish together, at the same time, while we make love. It’s not the same if I only use my fingers, ja?” He said with a smile as he moved to hover over you, shuddering as his length started rubbing against your heat, his hands either side of your torso on the bed.

“Guide me into you, bitte. I’m desperate to feel your insides around me, mein engel.” He whimpered out, grinding his cock again your pussy in a desperate attempt for some friction. You sighed a bit, and put your hand in between the two of you, grabbing his cock and guiding it to your entrance, before your free hand grabbed his hip, and you guided him in. You both let out a gasp as he first entered you slowly. Your breathing straining for a moment as he stretched you open, his eyes rolling back and closing them as he felt how hot it was inside of you, how slick and soft. One of your hands instinctively went to his wide and muscular back, gripping it tightly as the one that was still on his hip started guiding his movements slowly. You let out a breath, starting to whimper and moan as he slowly memorized the movements you made him do, and started moving on his own. His hips rolling in and out of you as he lowered himself down, closer to your face. You looked up, meeting his gaze. Your brows furrowed in pleasure, your mouth agape as you moaned and whimpered, your cheeks flushed.

“Mein Gott-“ He let out a soft whimper, “Mein beautiful, beautiful engel, this feels so right. I knew you’re my soulmate as soon as I laid my eyes on you-“ He said, wrapping his muscular arms around your torso, one of his hands moving to behind your head, entangling with your hair and pressing his forehead against your own, closing his eyes as he continued to slowly move his hips. His cock sliding in and out of you, being coated in your juices more and more with every movement.

“Fuck- you feel so fucking good, König.” You whimpered out as you made eye contact with him, his eyes beaming with pride and happiness…and love.

“Ja, ja-“ He started to move a bit faster, “I am only good for you, liebling. I will do this for you as often as you want, whenever and wherever you wish.” His movements got even faster, as he started thinking about a future with you, which made him even hornier…for some reason. “Oh- Gott. When we live together, I will be able to care for you after we make love every time-“ He said, moving faster, his balls starting to smack against your pussy, making you moan louder and whimper more, your back arching, “I will get you water, clean you up, shower you…f-fuck…your womb is mein, liebling. I will fill you with my seed, impregnate you. Gott, I want to watch your stomach swell with my child, bitte-“ He whimpered out before clashing his lips against yours, kissing you for a moment before breaking it. He sat up straight, grabbing your hips hard as he continued sliding his cock in and out of you. “Ich liebe dich, s-so sehr. So sehr, liebling. I love you so fucking much, bitte, bitte, bitte- I need all of you to myself-“ He whimpered out looking down at you with basically hearts for eyes. You continued to moan and whimper, but internally you were shocked at his words. Wait- impregnate you?

“K-König, you better not….fucking finish in me…pull out…before you do.” You said through pants and whimpers. He nodded, although he had no intention of doing so.

His movements got faster, his abs flexing as he groaned loudly, “Schiße- I’m going to cum, liebling- bitte-“ He started whimpering more, his brows furrowing in pleasure.

“König, pull out- f-fuck- pull out!” You said through whimpers, moaning more even though he completely ignored your words. His hips convulsing against yours as he whimpered and whined, pumping every last drop of his seed deep inside you. He was panting for air, before slowly pulling out of you, which made him shiver. He watched as his cum started dripping out of your pussy, and he cursed under his breath, before shoving his fingers into you, and you let out a whine from the sudden roughness.

“Ah- König! What are you- Idiot…I told you not to cum-” You moaned as you felt him taking his fingers out of you, and graze his tongue along your pussy, up to your clit and sucking it for a moment and making you squirm, his hands keeping your legs open as he started lapping at your clit, moaning as he did. It was clear he enjoyed it, as he was still rock hard. He put his fingers back into you, rubbing your G-spot again, your back arching as you moaned loudly, whimpering. Your legs started to tremble a bit as the pressure started building up in your lower abdomen again.

“F-fuck…don’t stop…please, I’m gonna cum-“ You moaned out to König, your annoyance fading swiftly once more, making him smile and move his tongue and fingers faster against and in you. Your breathing picked up, panting heavier and heavier, before you cried out in pleasure, squirting around his finger and onto his face. He gasped a bit, sitting up straight but keeping his fingers in you as he wiped his face with his free hand.

“Ah…I-I’m sorry…” You panted out, which made him chuckle.

“Mein engel, bitte. Don’t apologize. You’re so beautiful, liebling.” He slowly took his fingers out of you, watching your pussy drip his cum out, along with your juices, before you heard him sigh a bit. “Schiße, we have to go again, ja? You pushed out my seed. I need to impregnate you, liebling.” He said with a tsk before leaning back down, his forearms against the bed, either side of you, as he hovered over your face, smiling slightly. “I can’t wait to see your stomach swell with my child, mein frau.” You just stared up at him, speechless.

“Ah, the laundry should be done by now too.” He said with a smile.