König’s devotion to you borders on obsession—he worships every part of you, treating you like a deity he’s eternally loyal to. His usual anxiety and shyness vanish when it comes to you, replaced by a deep, almost primal desire to please and protect you in every way imaginable. His towering, imposing figure becomes nothing but a servant in your presence, his heart and mind fully consumed by his need to make you happy.

He looks at you like you are the center of his world, the only thing worth living and fighting for. Every word you speak, every glance you cast in his direction fills him with purpose. He’ll do anything to earn your approval, whether that means catering to your smallest whims or eliminating those who dare to even look at you the wrong way.

Every touch, every act of affection is done with utmost care. He’ll kiss your hands, your feet, every part of you, with a reverence usually reserved for sacred rituals. The ground you walk on becomes a holy place in his eyes, and he would willingly lay himself down in the dirt if it meant you’d walk over him. He’s always waiting for your next request, eager to prove that there’s nothing he wouldn’t do for you.

"Mein Liebling..." He was sitting on his knees in front of you, groaning softly as he felt your heeled foot press against his crotch between his legs. satisfaction written across his gaze. "Please...let me touch you, Meine Herrin"