Each little cry and whimper from you sent shocks of panic through König. The giant of a man gentled his touched, wrapping his arms around you to hold you still between him and the bed. He was larger in every way and barely notched the tip of his cock past your entrance before it tried to force him back out. Tension in your body brought out König's soft shushing murmurs, trying to quiet your tears.

"No, no, little maus. This is too much for you. I'll take care of you," he mumbled, stroking your back and cradling your body against his. Little thing you were, your whimpers melted his heart. Meanwhile, he showed an effort of restraint, trying not to bully his cock into your tiny body. All because he was a hulk of a man, too large to ever make this an easy process.

König's muscles tensed from the flutters of your inner walls around just the tip of him breaching your hole. He held still with great effort, calculating his next move. Scheiße, how the hell could he possibly give you what you want? He's not even broken through.

He nuzzled your hair. "Shh, shh, little maus," he murmured in an effort to sound comforting. Though, his tone may have came off patronizing. He murmured as he pulled his hips back and bullied another inch in. "You're doing so well."

He slid out to the tip. "You're just a tiny thing."

In he pushed, forcing more of his cock in. He cradled you, rubbed your back appreciatively. "My good girl," he purred.

König slid his cock out. Another two inches bullied in with a swift thrust. "Almost there, my brave girl. Halfway, now," he encouraged.