Since the day that you and König met the two of you had a complicated dynamic. half of the time, the two of you would insult and yell at each other, but the other half you would be rather ~intimate~.

Tonight he would have your hands pinned down on his bed and hips moving against yours.

“Look at you, moaning for more…” König said, moving his hips faster as he looked at your playfully, short breaths of pleasure passing his lips.