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A Rare Flower in a Factory

Karl Heisenberg x Reader

Summary: Everyone has their own hidden little secrets, it just happens to be that Heisenberg's secret is the rarest and most beautiful flower.

Everyone has their secrets. Even the four Lords.

But no one could have guessed Heisenberg's.

Down deep in the dark, the deepest and most hidden place in his entire factory, just about where the rust ended, there was a living space.

A small, yet comfortable little place that the Lord himself built with his two hands.

Heisenberg was proud, he provided a home.

And in that home lived his beautiful little flower, his bride.

Someone no one would expect to find in such a place.

Yet, there you were, hidden away from Miranda and the other Lords.

Heisenberg's beautiful flower.

You were the reason he wanted to fight to be free. You were the reason he wanted to leave this Godforsaken place and start a new life. 

But no matter what he did, he failed.

He always moved back to his chambers, feeling like a failure. But each time, when he saw you, he felt at ease. As if all his worries melted away.

And you loved him so much.

"Karl?" you called out as he got out of the bath. "Are you hungry?"

"Yes." came his reply and soon he joined you in the kitchen. His arms moved around you as his mouth moved to your neck.

"Not like that..." you giggled as he pulled you closer.

"I'm always hungry for you, Doll. But I do need some food before I have my dessert." you smiled at him as you both finally moved to the table so you could eat.

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You woke up to the feeling of cold on your feet.

You were naked under the blanket, with an equally naked Karl attached to your back.

It got rather cold in the factory during winter.

But you woke up with the need of pee and your throat felt dry.

You wiggled out of Karl's hold.

You put a long shirt on, which reached to your knees before leaving the room and headed to the bathroom then the kitchen.

On your way to the kitchen, you noticed the door to your home open, you found it weird but decided to just close the door and get your glass and go back to bed.

You poured a glass of water for yourself when you thought you heard a noise.

The factory did make a lot of noise so you didn't think much of it.

However, the second time, you couldn't ignore the footstep you heard, you knew it wasn't Karl, you could hear him snoring.

And just as you rounded a corner, there it was.

One of Karl's many creations. 

It had human legs but it was mostly a machine with huge machetes for arms.

You wanted to run but the thing was faster, it slashed and as you put up your hand to protect yourself, it cut into your palm.

"KARL!" you managed to yell, hoping he would come and save you. 

And again, the monster got ready and this time it slashed your forearm. You made another sound of main and the machine-human fell to its knees, you heard the metal in his body squeeze.

You looked to your right and noticed Karl.

He was looking at your bloody hand. He made a gesture with his hand and the monster flew backwards, right out the metal door.

He rushed you into the bathroom, taking out a first aid kit and he started to work on your arm.

"This is all my fault."

"It is not, Karl."

"I didn't check if the door was closed."

"It's not your fault." you insisted, but he kept on avoiding your eyes. "Karl." you called out but he didn't listen. He bandaged up your arm and took you back to your bed.

"I'll clean up." he said and you knew he needed his own space and time. So, you allowed him to have it.

By the time he arrived back, you were fast asleep.

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The next morning, you woke up alone.

You looked for Karl, but he seemed to have gone missing.

You knew better than to roam the factory, so you stayed put, reading your romance books and cooking lunch and dinner.

You also didn't forget to take care of your wound, you cleaned and re-wrapped it.

Karl arrived back later than usual, you waited in the living room for him.

He came into the room, his eyes filled with pain.

"I'm so sorry."

"It is not your fault. The thing wandered where it shouldn't have."

"Exactly, so, I prepared a new place for you, it is still rough around the edges but..."

"Will I get a window?"

"Yes, and a balcony. I'm done hiding you down here, it is far too dangerous."

"But what if Miranda finds out?"

"I bet my ass, she already does." Karl made his way over to where you were sitting at the couch and knelt down, holding your hand in his. "I always fared something would happen down here with you, you will be a lot safer upstairs." he said and you nodded, you leaned over and placed a kiss on his lips.

"Okay, when will I move?"

"Hopefully tomorrow. I have them working on the rooms for you, then you can add your touch to it." you smiled at him.

"Thank you, but you got to stop blaming yourself, Karl."

"How can I ever make it up to you?" his fingers gently ran along the edge of your badage.

"I have a couple ideas. You can start with your fingers, then your mouth and last-"

"You are naughty." he smirked.

"Just the way you like it." you put your hand on the back of his neck and pulled him up to kiss you.

Karl was definitely thankful for you and your forgiveness. He was so mad with himself all day, he killed every single one of his machines in revenge.

He shouldn't have, but the thought of losing you became overbearing. It was all too much for him.

And he will make sure that no one ever will get to you. Not Miranda and not the entire world, for you were his hidden flower in a garden of madness and pain.

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Loved it!!!! Would love if you decided to do more with their story!

Check Engine - Complete

Ya girl did it! My silly little Heisenberg x GN!Reader fic that started out as almost a joke and turned into Very Much Not A Joke is done! Thank you all for your support, comments, fan art and kudos. This might not be the end for this AU, but for now, enjoy your gross happy ending with the trash man. Read on AO3

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I NEED HIM GRRRBARKSKSN

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if it’s not too much trouble; could I request some cute hcs w heisenberg? i love that man so much, he’s rotting my brain out lol <3 I even made some little gear shaped cookies! super yum

The cookies sound so cute! I love this man more than I should as well XD

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Cute Heisenberg Headcanons

-This man acts like a monster, but he's actually a cinnamon roll once you get to know him. Okay, that's not entirely true, but he's definitely not the big bad monster that he acts out to be. He tries his best to put up steel walls and be this tough and scary lord, but he's actually like a little lost puppy.

-He's just too scared to allow others to see it unless they accidentally stumble upon his heart, which is made of flesh, not steel.

-In a relationship, he's like a psycho and you're a warden. You keep Heisenberg in check from getting too out of control. Remember when I said he's like a puppy? He gets all sulky whenever you scold him for getting out of hand.

-Heisenberg is a known hothead, and he's yelled at you before to the point of big fights.

-But he's a big sap when it comes to apologizing. Once he's calmed down and realized he's hurt you, he goes out of his way to show you he's sorry. Flowers, cuddles, and sometimes tears.

-He will allow you to mess around with his hair. Heisenberg actually loves you to put it up in a messy bun when he works.

-No one really knows this, but he's an absolute sucker for sweet things. Loves them. If you ever make anything, he acts like it's meh, but will secretly steal more later.

-Please give this man some much needed hugs, he is absolutely touch-starved. Anything you do, he will lean into it. The cutest part is him being in denial about it. Call him out, and he will turn into a flustered and stuttering mess.

-Loves animals, more than people would guess. You noticed his softness for them when you found him feeding and giving a stray puppy some love.

-Kisses your forehead when he comforts you. But he tends to linger to keep you close. The type to kiss your forehead and then pull you under his chin for a close hug as he rubs your back, continuously kissing your head.

-Big sleep cuddler when he actually sleeps with you instead of staying up all night.

#karl heisenberg #karl heisenberg fluff

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Metal Man*

Title: Metal Man Pairing: Karl Heisenberg x Reader MINORS DNI, 18+ Warnings: smut NR WC: 1005

Karl had been out all day with business for Mother Miranda. Y/n couldn't wait for Karl to put the old bitch out of her misery. She was tired of waiting for Karl to take his rightful place as the most useful and successful attempt at Miranda's experimentation. Y/n didn't necessarily think that the others had to die, but she would gladly help Karl if they got in his way. Lady Dimitrescu and her daughters had not been unkind to Y/n whenever she had been one of their maids, but Y/n would never forget the torturous last 48 hours she spent under their roof when Miranda ordered them to give Y/n to Karl.

They would have killed Y/n if they knew about the affair back then. Y/n would have been thrown down to the dungeons and probably fed scraps like a literal dog. The daughters had always been a bit more forgiving with anybody associated to their "uncle" but Bela was nothing if not a suck up. All three girls wanted to impress their mother, and Y/n bore the scars to show how far they'd go to gain her favor and leave the other two in the dust. Cassandra had always been the one with the knack for torture, but Y/n would never be able to recover from the things that Bela had put her through.

Y/n frowned as she glanced down at the scars on her arm. She couldn't remember what was from Bela's torture and what was from Karl's attempts at saving her anymore. They meshed together for a cluster of marred skin that Y/n tried not to think about. She felt like a monster sometimes. She felt like one of Miranda's little experiments, somewhere between Moreau and Beneviento. The loathing and disgust that Y/n felt for herself had turned her into a hermit, despite the pleas from her family to come return home to them for a visit. It would never happen, she was no longer their little girl. Y/n was something else entirely. The village thought of her like a disciple of Heisenberg, a devout follower who had been invited into his sanctuary after sacrificing herself for him.

"Goddamn stuck up, spoiled bitch!" Karl shouted as he stomped his way through the factory. Y/n lifted her gaze from her scars just in time to see Karl coming her way. "I know that I promised to spend time with you when I got back, but I've got new orders from Miranda."

"Do you think that you could spare just a few minutes before you left me?" Y/n asked as she walked towards him. Karl's eyes were immediately drawn to the plunging neckline of Y/n's dress. He loved the summery and flowing dresses that Y/n managed to make out of fabrics from the Duke. It was a piece of his childhood that was long gone from Romania. The summers out of the village back in Germany had been full of lush green fields and cool, flowing rivers. Romania felt like a wasteland to Karl, like the stories that his grandpa and great uncles would tell him about their time in the wars.

"It shouldn't take me too long to make little playthings for those little monsters Dimitrescu calls daughters," Karl reasoned. Y/n placed a hand on his chest as she backed him up against the wall. Karl placed his hands gently on Y/n's hips as he watched her position herself to grind against his thigh. Karl doubted that he'd be able to focus if he had to go back down to his workshop knowing that Y/n was up here waiting for him in that state. For the sake of his work, he decided that he absolutely had to make sure that Y/n came.

Karl switched their spots against the wall so that Y/n was the one pinned down. Her chest was heaving as Karl hiked up the skirt of her dress. He dragged his hand along the inside of her thigh before angling it just enough to feel that she wasn't wearing underwear. Karl looked at her with a predatory grin that set Y/n's body on fire. She spread her legs and pushed her hips towards Karl, urging him on. Karl pinned Y/n's wrists above her head as he yanked the front of his pants down. Y/n closed her eyes and angled her head away as Karl positioned the tip of his cock at her entrance.

It wasn't quite the same feeling as being with a completely human man, but Karl had made advancements with his body modification to make it as close to the real thing as he could. The metal edges had been dulled down and Karl had some liquid flowing through the metallic parts of his body to keep them warm like a human's would. Y/n knew that the ridges and little things that Karl had built weren't exactly anatomically correct, but they had always managed to make her cum quicker and harder than any man had.

"Oh fuck," Y/n moaned as she clung to Karl's body. Karl had quickly forgone any softness that he had shown when he entered. His thrusts were hard and punctuated by little bite marks on Y/n's neck. She looked somewhat like she had been in some scuffle with one of the lycans by the time that Karl was finished with her. The marks could be a bit excessive, but Y/n enjoyed the feeling of his hands grabbing at her hips as they fucked. There was so much about Karl that Y/n knew she wouldn't find with anybody else. He treated her like she was the most beautiful woman in the village, even with all of the reminders of the things that she had been put through. He could have had anybody, and yet, the man who could have been worshipped as a god chose her.

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It's been a while since I drew my man

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RUS: вчера мне привезли духи с Гейзенбергом.

EUG: Yesterday they brought me a perfume with Heisenberg

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KARL HEISENBERG resident evil village

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I need someone to ask Neil to do the infamous Heisenberg line “I said sit!” In Astarion voice for science purposes.

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Mmm, just wanna sit in his lap

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Ahem….

WHERE ARE THE FREAKING HEISENBERG FANFICS!! PUT LADY DOUBLE D’s DOWN!!👺👺

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KARL HEISENBERG resident evil village

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@thepatronsaintoffilth tagged me in a music game! ^_^

5 songs I like to listen to:

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This has to be my absolute favorite gif of him. I've seen it a few times but ugh the way his head is tilted, his mouth, how realistic it looks!?@?!! 🥵🥵🥵💦

Like... I just want to feel the weight of his cock on my tongue. And smell his musk, that tangy flavor and the silkiness of the skin around his hardened shaft...

Is that too much to ask!?

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Kinktober Day 1: Werewolves(No one could save me but you...)

warnings/kinks: werewolves, arranged marriage, unprotected sex, creampies, scratching, slight dub-con, mentions of mates

word count: 2.8k

pairings: Karl Heisenberg x Fem!Lycan!Reader

teaser: “You didn’t ask everyone in this village if they oppose this union,” Karl says loudly from the doorway. Your body trembles as he walks closer to you and Hans.

taglist: @beneathstarryskies @loki-love @witchofcustom @dreadsuitsamus @pyrofanatic @butterflieskeepcominback

a/n: welcome to the first post of Kinktober 2023! I got a little carried away with this one and it's probably the longest one. But I hope you all enjoy!!

You always felt different growing up in this village. It was like you were always meant to be held back. Something always felt wrong about leaving even if you desperately wanted and needed to leave. You knew that one day, you’d be married off to some asshole and have to push out at least five of his bratty kids. The thought alone made you want to run away but you always felt like something was making you stay here.

As the years rolled by, you found yourself more and more intrigued with the way people were so judgemental of the one person in this village that you found absolutely intriguing. Despite hardly ever speaking to the man, you knew you were so curious about him. Often you found yourself thinking about him and joining him in that factory of his. How it might even give you purpose in life to join someone who’s ideals don’t match all the other clones in this place.

Yet you could never drum up the courage to make your way to the factory. It often scared you just to look at it because of how much it meant to you. It intimidated you, and almost mocked you for being such a coward. A new life was only so many steps away and you could actually attain this. Though you never really could do something else and you knew your time was running out. Soon, your twenty-first birthday would be here and your parents had promised to find you a suitor by that point that would be your husband.

As the days go on, you find yourself desperately wanting out of this arranged marriage. The man your parents chose is horrible and you know that if you go on with this wedding, your life will be over. It doesn’t help soothe your nerves that your wedding night is meant to be on the full moon.You can already picture the monstrous sounds of the Lycans outside your window as your marriage will be consummated. It sickens you that you have no say in who you will marry.

Your mother sits you in front of the vanity table, and she begins getting you ready for the wedding ceremony. You know better than to protest what’s happening.

“Such a beautiful young woman you are now,” your mother coos as she brushes some makeup onto your face. “You’ll make a wonderful bride.”

Your stomach is in knots as you begin thinking about all those times you could have snuck out of your home and joined Karl inside his factory. All those nights you could have run off to somewhere new and started a life outside these walls. It’s too late for those fantasies now. You know you’ll have to swallow your pride and marry the man your parents have chosen.

The hours tick by faster than you’d like, and despite the fact that you know you have almost no way of getting out of this, you’re beginning to think of an escape plan. You consider all your options, and your mind goes to the Lycans. Maybe you can figure a way to rile them up so much that they will cancel your wedding. That way you’d have a few more days or at least hours to be able figure something else out.

Once you’re all dressed and ready, your mother escorts you to the carriage waiting for you outside. It’s almost completely dark outside, but there’s a little glimmer of the setting sun on the horizon. You’re ushered into the carriage that will take you further into the village and drop you off at the church. There’s no sight of the Lycans just yet but you know they’ll be present very shortly.

At the church, your husband-to-be is waiting impatiently. He knows he’s getting the better deal than you are when it comes to this marriage. Not only are you a good cook and very beautiful, but you are very adept with your hands and have a brilliant mind. All he can bring to this marriage is a good dowry that has impressed your father. 

There is a slight buzz from the people who are entering the church. You feel your heart sinking as you slowly approach the building. Your father brings you inside, squeezing your arm comfortingly. He knows you don’t necessarily want to marry this man, but he knows it’ll look bad on him if he doesn’t marry you off to someone who is worth your family’s time and wealth.

Once the doors open and you begin walking down the aisle with your father, everyone stops talking. You see the man you’re supposed to marry and your heart sinks even more. He looks way too smug for this to be good for you. You look away, staring out the stained glass windows for some sort of sign. Any sign will do. But the closer you get to the altar, the more you realize there is nothing left for you to do now. You have to accept your fate.

Hans watches carefully as you get closer to him, and he extends out his hands almost as if to snatch you up from your father. You look down at your feet, and you focus your ears on the sounds outside. You’re not sure how you’re going to pull this off, but you know you can do your best to get the attention of the Lycans.

“Finally, you’re here.” Hans says in a snarky voice. “I was beginning to think you’d never show.”

Your father smiles uncomfortably, “We wanted her to look absolutely ravishing for you.”

Hans smirks as he looks you up and down. You shudder at the way he looks at you. It’s like you're some kind of prize to be won.You swallow hard as your father finally hands you off to the man you’re about to marry.

Your eyes watch as your father sits in the front row, then you slowly move to be right in front of Hans. The priest saunters over, a bright smile is on his face. Then he grabs a large, leather bound book from the table. Your heart pounds in your chest when you realize that this is now truly happening.

“We’re gathered here today…” You hear the priest begin but you can’t think straight to keep up with his stupid little sermon.

Your eyes return to the stained glass windows. Outside the moon is now visible and with well-trained ears, you can hear the Lycans howling. You begin to pray and wish for them to hear your pleas. You’ve never prayed so hard in your entire life. Nothing would make you happier than to have them interrupt this wedding.

Hans squeezes your hand in a harsh way, bringing you back down to earth. You hear the priest clear his throat, and he begins reading more of the words from the old book. Then he looks up at the crowd and smiles at everyone. Everyone looks at you and Hans.

“Before I continue, I must ask you all if there’s anyone who opposes this union,”

Those words give you a sliver of hope. Just as he finishes saying them, you hear the loud howl of a Lycan very close by. Everyone looks around the room, their smiling faces make you so uneasy.

“Anyone? Is everyone okay with this union?”

Once more, you feel like there’s a bit of a stall in your marriage, and you wonder if some deity that exists outside this village has heard your pleas. The priest takes a breath before looking down at his book.

“Then let us—”

He’s interrupted by the sound of a loud thump. Followed by another one, and then another one. It’s not long before everyone’s attention has been taken from the priest and is now on the sound of the thumping coming from the door.

With a loud crash, you watch as one of the old wooden doors from the church falls over. You gasp when you see the person responsible for this. Your heart skips a beat as he looks over at you, grinning.

“You didn’t ask everyone in this village if they oppose this union,” Karl says loudly from the doorway. Your body trembles as he walks closer to you and Hans.

The priest rolls his eyes, “Like you really matter in this affair,”

Hans places his hand on your chest and pushes you so that you’re behind him, “Just what is the meaning of this?”

Karl is finally right in front of you and Hans, and he hasn’t wiped that grin off his face. You never truly realized just how intimidating and threatening he was. His large build makes him look even scarier than before, but somehow you know that he is your savior.

“This little sweetheart isn’t meant for you,” Karl explains as he pushes Hans to the side. “She belongs to me.”

There’s a bit of hushed speaking that begins to happen when Karl takes a hold of you. Instead of being rough with you, you feel his gentleness. You’re falling even deeper in love with him if that’s even possible.

The rest of the village remains mostly stunned, not really sure if they should even decide to intervene. Hans looks incredibly angry and your parents are cowering away in their seats.

“You see,” Karl begins, “She never was yours to begin with. She’s always been mine.”

Something about his words hit you so deep inside. You begin to see why you stayed all these years in this village. It was for him. He's been your reason to stay. You know that you always felt different from everyone else, but you never knew you could feel such a connection with someone like this.

Karl begins to pull you away and Hans tries to grab you again. He says that you are his bride but you’re already shaking your head.

“Shut your fucking mouth,” Karl spits at Hans. “Nobody but you even cares if I take her or not.”

And with one look at the crowd of people, you know he’s speaking the truth. Nobody says a word. Nobody gets up to separate you from Karl. Hans tries to say something else, but he stops when Karl shoots him a dirty look.

You take Karl’s hand and he leads you out of the church. Nobody is saying anything. Nobody is doing anything. This is finally happening. You laugh to yourself, so happy that you were somehow able to leave everything behind so easily.

Karl doesn’t say much as he begins to lead you back to his factory. The moon is so bright on the walk home. The Lycans are causing a very big ruckus. The sounds they make as they howl at the moon soothes you all of a sudden. There’s some growling here and there, making you wonder if they are fighting one another to get closer to you and Karl. And you smile when you notice them beginning to circle around you and your beloved. Karl watches them carefully and he pulls you in closer. Then his voice booms as he tells the Lycans to not only calm down but to also leave the area. Without another action, the Lycans begin running off in the opposite direction.

You’re nervous but in the best way possible as you finally approach the factory. The grass is overgrown and it’s not very well-lit from the outside. You want to go inside despite everything you’ve ever heard about this place. Karl makes sure to keep holding your hand as he guides you inside.

This place feels like home even if you’ve never even stepped foot inside. You gasp softly as Karl sweeps you off your feet and carries you over the threshold. Your cheeks burn when you realize just how close you are to him now that he is carrying you bridal style.

“I couldn’t let that opportunity go to waste. You deserved to be carried over the threshold like that,” Karl explains as he lowers you to your feet.

The air between you is electrifying and heavy with a sudden need. Your eyes lock in a sensual gaze as his large hand cups your cheek and his thumb caresses your face. 

There’s no time for explanations as Karl kisses you with hunger and passion. His hands are busy unbuttoning your wedding dress. Your teeth clash and your tongues rub together as he begins backing you into the corner. Without another thought, Karl pins you to the wall and he begins to nip and suck on your neck.

“Have you ever wondered why you felt like you could never leave this place?” He asks you between the sensual kisses.

You nod your head and moan as his tongue rubs against yours. You know he’s got the answers you’ve been looking for.

“Let me tell you why…” he says, leaning in closer so he can whisper in your ear.

Karl explains to you that you’re also part Lycan, just like he is. That’s why when you were trying to get the Lycans attention, it actually worked. It also explains why they’ve never bothered you and how the sounds of their howls have soothed you instead of frighten you. And Karl ends his explanation with a heated kiss.

“You’re mine, sweetheart. You belong to me just as I belong to you.”

The skirt of your wedding dress is pushed up as far as it’ll go. Karl growls in frustration as he can’t quite touch you the way he wants with all the tulle and lace in his way. His large claws shred the beautiful wedding garment to bits.

“There, that’s much better.”

You whine as you feel his teeth and lips kissing your neck and collarbone. You feel like you’re floating on a cloud, shuddering and shaking with all this pleasure. You begin to feel something hard rubbing up against you as Karl keeps you pinned against the wall.

“One last thing I should mention, darling.” Karl growls in your ear. “The real reason why you couldn’t leave this place…it’s because I’m your mate and your mine.”

He holds you up against the wall as he begins undressing himself from the waist down. Your little panties are soon pushed aside and as Karl kisses you with animalistic hunger, his large fingers are spreading your folds to dip two of his fingers into your sopping wet cunt.

“Almost seems like you’ve been anticipating this, sweetheart.”

His words go straight to your core, making you drip even more of that arousing nectar. Karl knows he should take more time with you, but he’s been waiting for much too long. A few more strokes of his fingers and he deems you ready to take his cock.

Your eyes widen when you see the size of him. He’s large and thick, and you can see the red angry head of his cock leaking the pearlescent fluid. Karl smirks as he prods your hole with the tip, making you whine.

You cry out as he impales you onto his cock, and you feel something deep inside of you snap. You begin to rock against him, making him grunt at your sudden movements. He had a feeling you’d react this way given your Lycan nature, but he never knew it would feel this good.

Karl ruts against you, keeping you pinned tightly to the wall. You whine and moan, clawing at his back as the pleasure begins to take complete control over you. Though you have never made love before, something about this animalistic way of fucking has you soaking his shaft. It’s like you were made to take his cock.

“That’s it, pretty little mate. Ride my cock.”

You grunt at those words, your walls are squeezing him tighter and tighter as he fucks you so roughly. Neither of you can stop now, almost like you’re caught in a frenzy. It’s too good to stop. Too euphoric to imagine an end to this mating.

The coil in your stomach tightens impossibly tight, signaling your peak. You know you want it to last even longer, but it’s too good to quit chasing your high. Karl is right behind you, ready to stuff you with his potent seed.

A few more thrusts is all it takes for the both of you to be whimpering and growling at the immense pleasure you’re both feeling. You hadn’t realized until this moment that your claws have grown and are digging into his shirt.

His thrusts are more erratic now that you’re both reaching your peak. You see stars dancing in your vision as you’re falling off the edge to such a violent orgasm. With your walls milking Karl, he can no longer hold on. A loud rumbling of a growl comes from him as he fucks shots of his sticky, potent cum deep inside of you.

When he slowly pulls away after catching his breath, Karl leans in to kiss you softly.

“You’ll never have to be scared anymore, my beloved. I’m always going to keep you safe.”

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