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Dreaming of You (Always)

Summary:

When König calls you while away on a mission, he tells you of the things he dreams of at night. Spicy conversation ensues.

Notes:

I really just wanted to write about phone sex. Knowing full well I am too awkward actually to do ANY of this. Y'all be wild for me, okay? <3

also, the italics are all when he's speaking in German in case it's not clear (which knowing me it might not be lmao)

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König was always dreaming of you, while you were away. He told you as much. 

 

“With my work, having you close always is impossible,” he’s holding his phone against his ear, while yours is on speaker next to you in bed, “Can’t sleep without you out here. The only time I have restful sleep is when I dream of you. Of your beautiful face, mein leibe .” You sigh, hearing his voice after so long has such an effect on you. His voice pulls you towards sleep but you want to stay up as long as he can talk to you. 

 

“I miss you so much,” you roll on your side, facing your phone now, “Tell me about them, the dreams.” You ask lightly, wanting to hear him speak more. 

 

One night I dreamt of you in that outfit you have, with the buttons all the way down,” he’s speaking in German now, which makes you more alert, “ The one you let me have you in wherever we are. You always moan the loudest at the parks. So good for me, with your little whimpers.” You’d really want him to be home already. 

 

“König, baby,” you’re pleading, knowing he’s teasing you on purpose, “When will you be home?” 

 

“Ah, not soon enough,” he sounds like he’s frowning through the phone, “Hopefully our extraction date remains the same as I told you.” You groan, that would be two weeks from now. 

 

“Call me before, I’ll be waiting for you in bed.” You smile when you hear him curse. Fairs fair. 

 

“I’ll make sure of it, but only if I call you,” he warns, “Otherwise I can always do that myself.” 

 

He always talks to you so comfortably. It makes you laugh when you get to see how he interacts with the rest of his teammates. You wonder the next time Horangi will be in town to see you both. 

 

I also dreamed of the morning I left you. The way I filled you so well. You were a vision laying there in our bed. Came so well for me.” Your German is much better now that he speaks to you with it more often, but a word gets you a little confused. 

 

Vision?” You ask, not sure what it means. 

 

König chuckles, hearing your confusion as you say the word, “Your beautiful image. The way I see you.” 

 

“König, don’t other KorTac members speak German?” 

 

“None that are around right now,” He laughs, light and airy, “You worry more than I do, no?” 

“Yes, now tell me more dreams of yours, I want to have them when I fall asleep too.” König hums and he begins talking again. 

 

You were underneath me this time, the first time I let myself be strong around me. It felt like a mission, I remember the bruises on your legs so vividly. They were like flowers. You were such a beautiful garden,” He’s much more insistent on telling you of his wet dreams now, and you let a small moan slip out, you can almost hear the smirk in his voice, “ You moaned for me just like that. You don’t understand how cruel it is to hear you like this and be unable to fuck you. I crave your body every morning, every night when I’m gone. You’re the only thing I can think of when we’re not in active combat. Makes taking orders impossible.” 

 

You’re humming, “My King is in need of his Queen?”

 

I’d take orders from you so easily. On my knees, for you, if you’d ask me. Anything. I’d give you everything.” König’s voice is getting breathy, and you wonder if you’d be able to do that for him. It was so difficult to do anything more than ask for what you wanted.

 

“Would you want me to order you around, like- like that?” You stutter, and you know he might back off immediately. You had tried so hard to ask resolutely. 

 

Only to the extent you’d enjoy, love. I don’t think you understand how pleasing you fulfills my every need. I could survive on you. On only you. My mouth on you, devouring you like the gift of gods that you are.” König seems to enjoy the way he speaks about this like he’s wanted it for some time. 

 

“Tell me about another one of your dreams. One where we,” You pause, biting your lip, “Where we do something we’ve never done before.” 

 

You’re asking a very dangerous question, my love,” Your chest tightens when he laughs, “ I could go on for days about the things I’ve dreamt of doing to you. I’ve wanted you on me, for hours. I could go for hours, and I know you could too,” His voice is much tighter now, his speech pitched as if he’s trying to hold himself in, “ I’d want you to ride me, pulling on my hair so hard you’d rip pieces out. You’d look like a painting, sweat shining and my cum dripping down your legs. I’d want to take pictures of it. Burn it into my memory.” You gasp, and you’re shocked at how much you want to do this for him. Things you don’t think you’d ever imagined doing. 

 

“König, love, please,” You must sound so wound up, “I want to, all of it, please my King let me.” It’s shaky at best but König’s silence when he hears it affirms you said it well. 

 

“You’ll get it. When I’m back, you won’t be able to leave for days,” He promises, and you can tell he’s wearing his most vicious grin. Your toes curl at the way you can hear his breath over the line, heavy and needy. 

 

Your hand is reaching down for a moment, and then you pause.

“Tell me what you’d do to me now,” your voice is breathy, nervous about what you’re saying, “Where would you touch me?” 

 

A sharp intake of breath. Then a hardy laugh. 

 

You miss my touch that much my love?” You’re nodding, but you hum out an affirmative when you remember he’s not with you. 

 

First, I’d take off your shirt. Your skin is so beautiful. I love kissing all the marks I left previously. You’re always the most sensitive when I’ve bruised you, holding you too tightly.” You’re pulling your shirt off, and the cool air with no one next to you makes the heat pool in your stomach. 

 

“What next?” Your hand skitters over your sides, remembering the fading bruises that stayed long after König had left. 

 

Your pants obviously, if you had any on in the first place. You always walk around half-naked. It’s maddening. The temptation of you, I’d be called a madman if they heard what I thought of you. You’re so hypnotizing. I can’t help myself when I think of how beautiful you look taking all of me.” 

 

You groan, whispering into the line, “Only for you, I’m only like this for you. You’re perfect for me.” 

 

You are perfection. I couldn’t think of another being that existed that could compare to you. The way your voice pitches when you’re about to climax. I could listen to you do that for hours. Would have you drowning in pleasure.” He pauses, breath ragged like he’s trying to still keep his composure, “ Got your toys love? I want to hear you cum. Please my love.” 

 

You’re frantically reaching into your bedside table for them. You want him to hear you too, “Tell me what to do, König. Tell me what you want me to do.”

 

Play with yourself of course. The way you like to do it when I’m not around, or when I like to just watch. That purple one,” You reach for the purple one and turn it on, it’s buzzing dully, “ Stronger than that, I know it goes higher than that my Queen. Want you to not speak by the time you’re done with yourself.” 

 

“With the way you’re talking to me, I don’t think I’d need it.” 

 

I love the way you whimper when you’re overstimulated by it, so use it. Come on, I know you’re stalling now, wanting me to push you over the edge myself, but I’m not there. Do it for me.”  

 

You’re teasing yourself now, and the moan that rips from the back of your throat has König moaning lightly too. 

 

It’s like music, the way you sound. I’d love to see how aroused you are right now. Tease you more, just with my fingers. When you cum on my fingers, it’s always glorious. Get to feel you so much better with my hands, get to cum on your stomach instead of in you. You look so good painted like that.”

Your pace quickens, and you’re turning your face into your pillow as he continues, “ You’re always so pretty for me, the way you try to turn away from it. Don’t do that now, want you to let this one come in full force. You’d be screaming my name if I was there with you, wouldn’t you?” 

 

“Gods, yes.” You barely manage to get out, back arching. 

 

Can’t wait much longer now, can you? ” He hums, a low chuckle from him, “ Tell me how desperately you want me there, how much you need me for this part.” 

 

“So bad,” you feel the heat building, so close , “Would already be cumming if you were doing this. Don’t do it as good as you do. Your fingers are so-” you’re cut off with a moan, getting closer to the peak. 

 

Faster now, want you to cum soon. My fingers, huh? You don’t miss the rest of me? Don’t miss my-”

“Oh gods, miss your cock too. Your mouth-” The wave of pleasure washes over you and König is humming into the line.

 

Go on, cum for me now, you sound so good. Would love to taste you, must be so messy now. Came all over yourself, didn’t you?” You’re agreeing with soft moans, and still have the vibrator on you as you’re riding it out. König loves to do that to you too. It feels good but not as good as when he’s kissing you softly and massaging your sides afterward. 

 

“Miss the way you touch me after, the way you take care of me,” you sigh dreamily, “Want you back home with me. Soon?”


I promise. I will be back as soon as I can. Will do everything I promised when I do get back.” He promises, voice tighter, frustrated now. 

 

“I’ll have to stock up on a few things if that’s the case.” 

 

That would be wise. ” 

 

“König, please, be careful. I love you more than anything.” You’re rolling onto your stomach, slightly sweaty. 

 

I am not who needs to be careful. They do.” He responds with vicious venom. He’s talking about the enemy now, you grunt at your phone. König breathes out, “I will make sure I am careful. I love you too, my sweet. ” 

 

“Do you have to go yet? Wanna hear your voice more still.” You know it’s later for him, so he might need to go soon. 

 

I’ll stay as long as you need me to.” 

 

You’re dozing off to König telling you about things he wants to do when he comes back, pondering the idea of getting you a dog to look after you while he’s gone. You laugh lightly at the idea, but don’t deny that it makes you feel just a little more mundane, talking about getting a dog together. 

 

He tells you of more dreams he has of you. Your hair shining while you’re at the beach together. 

 

You dream of him that night, warm and wrapped up in him. It will be the best sleep you’ve had in a while.