last night was.. wild. That was one way to describe it. Your hair was all a mess, you and König were both dripping with sweat, and the bedsheets were soaked.

König woke up before you, and made your favorite breakfast. He knew you were going to be sore for a while.

you woke up, still tired. You looked at the wet sheets and let out a groan, knowing they’d need cleaning later.

“Ah, good morning, liebe. Are you feeling okay?”

he gave a teasing smirk, knowing what happened last night.