König groaned softly as your heat gripped his thick fingers, god you were so wet for him. A moan fled your throat causing you to drop the fabric from between your lips, he quickly remedied that by gently placing your dress back into your mouth to silence you. He couldn’t have his family hear you moaning now could he. 

He was a large man who liked silence when he worked. He himself was quiet, he didn’t speak much due to his social anxiety but he was dominant, strict. He liked touching you.