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geekyarmorel · 1 year

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Re8 characters and how they react to a sick reader who also demand cuddles.

Alcina:

When realizes that you're sick she engages 'mom' mode.

Instantly puts you in bed.

Refuses to let you get up.

Has all sorts of juice, water, and soups sent to you.

Does whatever she needs to done quickly so she can be by your side.

Offers to read to you.

Sits by the bed and reads to you.

Blushes softly when you snuggle over close to her as possible.

When she goes to leave she brushes your hair out of your face.

You sleepily ask her "Hold me?"

Her heart melts and she says "Of course draga mea, anything you want."

Slowly she eases herself in beside you trying to not disturb you.

When you snuggle into her side she almost turns into a puddle from melting at how sweet it was.

Absolutely refuses to part with you the remainder of your sickness

Donna:

At the first sign of you being sick she immediately starts making medicinal tea.

Has the dolls guide you to bed while she works on making soup for you.

Makes sure you have plenty of blankets because she knows the house can get a little drafty at times.

Dotes on you, making sure you always have water or something warm to drink.

She knows you like hearing her sing (rare that it is) so she sits by your bed and sings a soft lullaby to you.

It's one her mother sung to her as a young child.

She's not for sure when her hand found yours and your fingers intertwined.

Goes to let go and get some more water for you in case you wake up and need some.

When she starts to pull her hand from yours it wakes you up enough for you to whine out "No. Stay, cuddle."

Donna's face nearly combusts.

Her heart aches for you and decides she will cuddle you.

Carefully slides herself in beside you, trying to give you space.

You stir just a little and she calms you down.

"It's okay cara mea. Sleep now."

She scoots just a little closer and puts her arm over you to hold you.

Melts when you curl against her and fall back asleep.

Rests with you for a long time only leaving once you wake up so she could bring you more soup.

Heisenberg:

It took him a little bit to realize you were sick

But as soon as he realized he grumbled "Get to bed dumbass."

Once you were in bed he gave you a glass of water before going back to work.

He worked for a while before his gut said to check on you.

When he checked on you, you were shivering and running a high fever.

"I'm cold." You whine and that's when he knew it was bad.

If you were cold in his factory.....fuck that wasn't good at all.

He won't say he worriedly called Donna, he'll absolutely deny he was worried.

Donna knew he was though as he asked her for medicine and some kind of soup for you.

She had it ready that afternoon and he quickly picked it up before coming back to you.

"Hey wake up kid." He said, his voice a bit rough. "Take your medicine."

You resisted at first but when he pulled you into his lap you immediately gave in.

Once you took it he tried to put you down but you clung to him.

"Cuddle me, please?"

He gives in and slips you and him in the bed after kicking off his boots and removing his hat and sunglasses.

Will later refuse to admit he snuggled you close and played with your hair to lull you to sleep.

Also refuses to admit that it made him happy to take care of you after all you've done to take care of him.

And when you run to vomit he holds your hair out of your face if needed.

"I got you. Had some of these days myself, of course I was really drunk but still."

Mother Miranda:

Oh when she realized you were sick she almost had a panic attack.

It made her think of how her little Eva got sick and never recovered.

She was terrified of losing you as well.

Even though she never showed how nervous she was on the outside, inside she was scared to death.

"Go to bed, I can do this myself."

You honestly thought you made her mad by being sick since she didn't show much emotion.

Getting in bed you sniffled, trying not to cry.

Miranda found she couldn't work because all she could think of was you and being worried.

She gave up and went to the kitchen, fixing a bowl of your favorite soup.

She also procured some medicine for you to take.

When entering your room she noticed you had been crying.

"What's wrong?"

"I'm sorry I'm sick and I can't help you bring back Eva." You answer, refusing to look at her.

Miranda sets down the bowl on your nightstand.

"You don't need to apologize. Your health is important to me, we need to take care of you so when we get our Eva back we can be there for her."

You felt better and sat up in bed, letting her sit by you and hand you your soup.

After eating and taking your medicine you laid down to rest, when noticing Miranda was about to leave you reached out and asked "Don't leave me, stay and cuddle me?"

Miranda practically melted on the inside, laying down in a comfortable position she curled her wings around you to the best of her abilities.

Cue you falling asleep in a cocoon of soft feathers.

Miranda eventually slips out to grab some work before coming back and slipping beside you once again.

She won't admit it but later she presses three sweet and tender kisses to your forehead before curling herself up with you and finding sleep herself.

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storiumemporium · 9 months

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Lowkey find it really funny how people feel the need to remind you that a character is evil or, bad, or a piece of shit, whatever like.

Yes. I am aware. I promise. I just don't care because they're not real. All it really does is make me want to double down 😭

Me: I like this character because while they've done terrible things, I think they're very interesting and it's fascinating/empathetic to get into the trauma/reasoning behind how they ended up— Them: OMG how can you LIKE them??? They're literally disgusting fucking freaks??? You guys will simp for ANYONE if they so much as sniffle Me: Actually, they've done nothing wrong ever. And also the things they did do wrong? They should have done them more, and worse. I'm giving them permission now. I can do that. 🙂

#Emporium Posts #aegon ii targaryen #aegon targaryen #aegon #aegon ii #aemond targaryen #prince aemond #aemond one eye #daemon targaryen #the rogue prince #ardyn izunia #ardyn lucis caelum #heisenberg #karl heisenberg #daddy heisenberg #lord heisenberg

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thestayathomedragon · 7 months

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Two pivotal moments in my RE fanbitch career:

Me: *gasp* Who the fuck is that? 😲

Me: *sighs* Aww shit. Here the fuck we go again. *facepalm*

#karl heisenberg #lord karl heisenberg #daddy heisenberg #resident evil village #luis serra #luis serra navarro #luis baby girl serra navarro #resident evil 4 remake #re4 remake #re4r

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dino-nugget17 · 1 year

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I strongly dislike her head thingy 😭 I prefer the first picture without it. I just finished this one today and am currently working on a certain lady 👀 and plan to do one of each lord

#resident evil #resident evil village #resident evil 8 #resident evil fanart #mother miranda #lady dimitrescu #donna beneviento #daddy heisenberg #salvatore moreau #digital fanart #karl heisenberg #resident evil 4 lords

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cuivel · 2 years

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I like his dad bod...🥵 there will be many more like this

#karl heisenberg #resident evil heisenberg #karl heisenburg fanart #dad bod #re village #resident evil village #digital art #artists on tumblr #daddy heisenberg #hot daddy

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re8-shitpost · 2 years

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Alcina, after she's been thrown into water by Heisenberg: does my hair still look good?

Y/n: Sure does, honey.

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ilovedonnabeneviento · 10 months

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She be having a mini meltdown

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theanonymousfoxsimp · 2 years

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Mmmmm karl fucking you so good that he has to grip the headboard as it feels so good for him. He's whining and moaning so much that when the headboard breaks,he just folds over and wraps his arms around you so tightly so that you sit still while he rails your poor body. He's so deep into the pleasure, mouth agape, his eyes clouded over with lust as he fucks you through orgasm after orgasm,not even noticing he came as he fucks you full,his cum dripping out and staining the sheets as he keeps going until he's shooting blanks

All because you told him you wanted to be bred by your lord after a particularly nasty fight with his sister....he needed SOME way to release his stress

#karl heisenberg x reader #karl heisenberg #heisenberg x reader #lord heisenberg #daddy heisenberg

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thepatronsaintoffilth · 1 year

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If you’re still accepting requests/prompts

Crawls away, overstimulated meets crawls after them/drags them back with Heisenberg or something else

🛑✋🏾🛑✋🏾 ADULTS ONLY ✋🏾🛑✋🏾🛑

🛑✋🏾🛑✋🏾 MINORS DNI!!! ✋🏾🛑✋🏾🛑

pairing: gender neutral reader x Karl Heisenberg*

*he may or may not still be a lycan in this one (like he is in YSLT), I didn't really give any indication to either him or reader being anything other than human apart from the, uh ... rut-like desperation, let's say (... you'll see what I mean in a minute ;)

cw: dubcon, overstimulation, resistance play, biting, toe-sucking, ass-eating, face-slapping, mouth-covering, real sex-pest Heisendaddy behavior, the whole nine, I'm so serious, a lot of "no"s being ignored in this one

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It was official.

You and Lord Heisenberg had just entered the second hour of what started off as - and was supposed to be - a quick, frenzied tryst in the workshop before descending into what you could already tell was going to be a full afternoon of balls-deep fucking.

You'd thought it was almost sweet at first - the sheer gusto alone was breathtaking.

But then he just wouldn't stop.

He just ... kept ... going.

And going.

And fucking going.

You only knew an hour had passed because when you were lying on the ground - the only thing separating your naked body from the workshop floor being Karl's coat - you'd caught a glimpse of the clock on the wall and realized how much time had gone by.

This is ridiculous, you hiss silently, shuddering and panting as your second - third? Fourth? - climax rips through you.

You feel his mouth between your legs for the 3rd time in the last twenty minutes alone and wince as your senses, pushed into overdrive, start to overload.

This is INSANE, you amend. We'll be here all goddamn day!

You try to tell him as much, but it gets you absolutely nowhere.

At first, Karl is merely content to shush you - whispering sweet-nothings and reassuring you that it would be over soon, that he was so close, you're so fucking sexy, you're going to make him cum so fast.

When that revealed itself to be a fucking lie, you begin to actively resist him - shoving at his shoulders, closing your legs against his gloved hands, turning your head or even biting him when he tries to stick his tongue in your mouth.

He was amused at first ("Feeling feisty, huh?"), but then quickly grows frustrated.

Which in turn earns you a slap in the face and that beautiful dick of his crammed down your throat, effectively silencing your protests.

You feel his balls slapping against your chin with each grunting thrust. His hands grip your head, shoving you up and down his shaft until you're too dizzy to resist.

"Don't wanna bite me now, do ya?" he growls, knowing full well you wouldn't dare.

You can't answer - outside of the embarrassing glkglkglkglk sound he was forcing out of you.

"Huh? Was that a yes? Try it ... See what happens."

He releases you abruptly, shoving you back onto the ground. You blink the spots from your eyes and wait for the room to stop spinning as you cough and sputter, making an even bigger mess of your face.

About a second or two later you feel his hands on your shoulders and his knees beside your hips, caging you in.

You slap his hands away, swearing and grumbling under your breath about what a goddamn menace he is. You manage to rotate onto your stomach and hoist yourself upright on your hands and knees.

In hindsight, this action was probably a little naïve.

You thought shoving his hands away and crawling out from under him was the universal signal for "I would like to stop now."

And for a moment? Karl actually seems to take the hint and back off.

... Only for you to feel his hands on your hips and realize that he had interpreted your movement much differently than you intended.

He buries his face between your cheeks and starts tonguing your ass, panting and huffing like he can't get enough.

Which in all likelihood, he can't.

You gasp at the feeling of his facial hair tickling you. Then you crumple, chest-down, to the ground as you feel his tongue probing you, heedless of the fact that you're covered head to toe with sweat and debris.

Your right thigh starts to wobble. The wobble becomes an spastic shake as the sensation becomes so intensely good, its almost unbearable.

The shake creeps outward to the rest of your body as Karl adds his fingers to the mix, muttering under his breath about how amazingly responsive you are as he fucks his middle, index and ring finger into your ass.

Between the effort to stay somewhat upright and not faint outright (even now you can't deny that the man has gifted fingers ...), it's a miracle you have the coordination to try evading him again.

When he takes his fingers out of you, you shake his hands off your hip and crawl quickly in the direction of the door, intending to use your momentum to carry to you feet, out the door, to freedom and maybe a shower because you're an absolute mess.

His grip on your ankle begs to differ.

Your Lord's touch is hard and unforgiving as, with one harsh tug, he pulls you right back where you started.

"Karl - !"

"We're not. Done yet."

He flips you onto your back as you get tangled up in his coat sprawled out on the ground. You drag it with you to cover yourself. He pushes the garment up with an impatient grunt, re-exposing your lower body. He thrusts himself inside you in one brutal, sloppy stroke.

"For fuck's SAKE, Karl - !" you cry out before his gloved palm slaps down over your mouth, stifling the swearing diatribe you were about to spit in his face.

"Shut up. And quit running from me," he rasps, his tone caught somewhere between smoldering irritation and what can only be growing desperation.

You manage to jerk your face out from under his hand long enough to snap, "Then get ON with it!"

"We're almost done, I told you."

"You said that an hour ago!"

Karl freezes. Then he glares down at you and coldly asks, "Are you clock-watching?"

An icy tendril of fear creeps down your back. You shake your head. You might be willing to put your paws on him when he goes too far, but you know better than to wound the man's pride - the one sore point that might legitimately get you killed, even with all you've come to mean to him.

"N-No, I -!" you begin, only for his hand to come down over your mouth again.

"Good. Now quit you whining!" he growls as he starts fucking mercilessly into you again with renewed vigor. "We're almost there."

He lets go your mouth and gathers you closer to him, the increased pressure and friction driving you that much closer to insanity. You feel another orgasm building, and you can tell this one's going to be messy.

"K-Karl, baby ... Please ... Give me a -"

"Shh, shhhhhhh," he whispers. "Almost there."

"Karl ..."

"Almost there. Almost ... Almost there"

Roughly half an hour later, the two of you finally get "there".

After several detours, of course.

Your Lord felt compelled to fuck your mouth again.

Then he spanked and berated you for protesting and trying to ward him off.

Then he sucked your toes greedily (a concerning first, since he'd never shown any interest in your feet up to this point) before finally, at long, long last, cumming inside you before collapsing on top of you.

"See? That didn't take so long, did it?"

You manage to slap him twice over his head before he even processes through the haze of post-orgasm bliss that you're striking him.

He look at you blankly for a moment, the depths of his eyes cold and almost transparently remote as he floats back down to Earth. You're reeling back for a third time when he catches you hand without even looking.

"Oh, I see ... You haven't had enough yet."

"Get OFF me, you oaf!"

"You should have told me so, buttercup. I would have held off a little longer."

"I swear I'll claw your eyes out if you don't leave me ALONE!"

He rolls his eyes.

"Yeah, that's right, talk dirty to me. That's the way to get me off your ass."

"FUCK YOU."

He snorts.

"You will, if you'd just hold still. So impatient ... It's like you're trying to get me hard again."

"Karl - !"

Whatever you were trying to say is lost in his mouth as he kisses you till you quiet down.

And he keeps going.

- Saint

P.S. - My ask box is still open for requests! This was so much fun, and I can't wait to get more. Also, shoutout to the anon who sent me this. I love a good yanked-back-after-crawling-away kinda vibe 😘😘😘

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geekyarmorel · 1 year

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RE8 characters reacting to being told "I'm proud of you."

Alcina:

She stopped functioning for a moment.

Did she really just hear that?

She turned and looked at you, asking "What did you just say?"

You're a little hesitant now, worried maybe you had offended her.

"I said that I'm proud of you."

Alcina could feel her eyes burn with tears, she couldn't remember the last time someone told her that.

"You're proud of me?"

"Yes, I am."

She immediately kneels and pulls you into her embrace.

She tries not to cry as she says "Thank you."

You pull back worried, but she quickly explains that no one has told her that they were proud of her in a long time….if ever.

From then on you promise to make sure she knew how proud you are of her.

When she has a rough day you remind her all the good things she's been doing and compliment her on it.

And if you told her what a good girl she was…..well you save that for the bedroom.

Donna:

Much like Alcina she stops functioning, but like 5× worse

She's just standing there, with her arms clasped together at her chest.

"Donna?......."

When she doesn't respond you immediately yell to Angie.

"Shit! Angie I broke Donna!"

"AGAIN?!?!?!"

Donna seems to snap out of it before asking "You're proud of me?"

"Yes love, you've done so much. Of course I am."

Donna feels tears slip down her cheek before she can help it.

You gently reach out and offer your embrace. You know sometimes she struggles with emotions so you're careful to try not to overwhelm her.

She immediately hugs you, she's quite for a while before whispering low and rough "Thank you."

You kiss her forehead as she pulls back.

For the rest of the day whether you saw it or not she had a smile on her face.

Heisenberg:

He immediately turns to you with a grin on his face.

"Fuck yeah you are."

It legitimately made him so happy to hear that. But not that he really tries to show it.

But you know him and you know he's preening on the inside.

The rest of his day he was just a little bit nicer as well.

Now that you've said it he goes (just a little bit) more out of his way to do things that he thinks will make you proud of him.

He will also tell you he's proud of you BUT it's kind of in a gruff way.

"Congrats on figuring it out dumbass, proud of you."

Mother Miranda:

Her hand pauses in the air as she reached for a different page.

Did she really hear that?

She wanted to snort because of course you would be proud of her. She's practically a goddess, she's perhaps the most powerful being.

"Thank you." She finally settles on, never looking up from her work. "Now if you don't mind I would like to work in peace."

You could feel your face fall, of course she wouldn't really care. Why should she care about something insignificant you said?

"Of course. My apologies." You say as you quickly vacate the lab.

Miranda heard the hurt in your tone but didn't react, attention to focused on the papers in front of her.

As she worked her mind kept drifting back to the conversation. You told her you were proud of her, when was the last time she had heard those words?

She felt her heart softly flutter, this time the words you had spoken soaking into her heart and brain.

Her heart fluttered until she remembered her reaction, then it dropped like a pound of lead.

She had been callous towards you, that making her groan and pinch the bridge of her nose.

Miranda needed to apologize.

Leaving her work behind she left her lab in search of you.

When she found you she apologized and assured you she would try to work on not being mean while she worked. She cared for you after all.

#alcina dimitrescu #lady dimitrescu #resident evil village #mother miranda #donna beneviento #re8 mother miranda #lady beneviento #karl heisenberg #daddy heisenberg #heisenberg #geeky writes

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supergnome-a · 5 months

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I want to draw more again

Karl heisenberg

Because im having another RE8 phase 💀

Something about the face bothers me but i can’t figure out what so im leaving it as it is

Its a lil blurry but das ok

I kinda wanna redraw this photo digitally but idk, maybe.

Im also really proud of the clothes since i suck at drawing them lmao 💀

#art #artists on tumblr #karl heisenberg #karl heisenberg fanart #resident evil #re8 village #re8 #resident evil fanart #re8 fanart #re8 heisenberg #resident evil village #resident evil village heisenberg #lord heisenberg #resident evil heisenberg #daddy heisenberg #Heisenberg #house heisenberg

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queensoybean0724 · 2 years

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Cleaning Up (Karl Heisenberg/female reader one-shot) Resident Evil Village fanfic

Here’s a Heisenberg/f!reader shower sex one-shot requested by an anon! I hope y'all enjoy it!

Title: Cleaning Up

Characters: Karl Heisenberg, female reader, mentions of the Duke and Mother Miranda

Rating: NC-17 for sex and language (shower sex, dirty talk, cunnilingus, blowjob, doggystyle, P in V, unprotected sex *wrap it up kids*)

Word Count: 2493

Summary: Heisenberg has been working constantly and you have figured out a way to get him to take a much needed shower...

Author’s Note: I do not own the characters based on Capcom’s Resident Evil Village video game. This is a work of fiction. Anything resembling anyone, alive or dead, is purely coincidental.

Gentle scribbling met your ears when you entered Heisenberg’s living quarters. The smell of old, burnt coffee greeted your nose, a small pot cooling on the stove. The bed sat on the far side of the room, messy and unmade. Echoes of rattling chains, rhythmic alarms, and clanging metal sounded off in the distance…a noise you had grown accustomed to day in and day out.

Heisenberg sat at the dining table, hunched over a few pieces of blueprint drawings. The man had worked tirelessly for the past couple of days. Ideas for the soldats in his lab continued to flow through his brain and once he thought of them, he scrambled to write notes and draw illustrations so as not to forget them.

You let out a breath as you walked up behind him, leaned over, and laid a gentle kiss to the top of his head. “The Duke said hello,” you said, placing a small bag of supplies next to his papers, “he also said that your special order should be in by next week.”

“Mmmm…” Heisenberg mumbled, turning his pencil over to erase and revise something he just wrote. Your hands went to his shoulders, massaging the tense muscles. Looking at the pages of papers on the table, you squint your eyes, trying to make out the illustrations. Heisenberg jotted his notes down in German, just in case they fell into the wrong hands…the wrong hands being Mother Miranda.

As your thumbs kneaded up and down the nape of his neck, the scent of oil, sweat, and BO wafted up your nostrils. Usually, it didn’t bother you…he smelled like a man and in most instances, it turned you on. But with Heisenberg working nonstop the last two days, he hadn’t done his usual routines, showering being one of them.

“Why don’t you take a break and hop in the shower?” you asked as you went to the stove and poured the small remainder of coffee down the kitchen sink.

“You trying to tell me something?” Heisenberg shot back, still keeping his focus on the pages before him.

“Yeah, you stink,” you replied, putting the pot in the sink and turning towards him, “you also need to rest and get a full night of sleep. I spent the majority of this week sleeping alone while you caught a few hours of shut eye a night on the cot in your lab…”

“I’m on the brink of a breakthrough, I know it!” he said, putting the pencil down and sifting through the small pile of pages to the left of him.

An inkling of a breakthrough of your own slipped into your mind. With a smirk, you quietly toed off your shoes and pulled off your socks. Heisenberg continued with his work, unaware of what you were doing behind him. You pulled your shirt over your head and let it fall to the floor. The jeans came next, you pushing them down your legs and pulling them off your feet. Standing in your bra and panties, you reached behind you for the clasp at your back.

“Okay…” you murmured softly as you stepped closer to him, letting the bra fall down your arms, “I guess I’ll have to shower alone…” And with that, you tossed your bra onto the table beside him.

You made your way towards the walk-in shower, unaware that you captured Heisenberg’s full attention. One look at your bra made his head turn lightning quick. His eyes looked you up and down as you opened the shower door and leaned in to turn on the faucet. His tongue slid over his lips as you waited until the water was at the desired temperature. The arousal inside him increased, his cock stiffening in his pants as he watched you hook your fingers into your panties, pushing them down your legs. By the time you stepped into the shower, his will power broke.

“Aww, god dammit…” he growled, standing up straight, the chair moving back noisily. You giggled as the water pelted your skin, turning to look back at him. He let his trenchcoat fall to the chair before ripping off his sunglasses and the three trinkets that hung from his neck. You tilted your head back, closing your eyes as the water drenched your hair. A gruff curse from Heisenberg made you open your eyes. His fingers struggled to remove the contraption that was clasped around his left thigh. You pressed your lips together to keep from giggling. Seeing him getting flustered and impatient in order to get to you made you smile. He never could resist an opportunity to get his hands on your body.

Once it was removed and dropped on the table, he quickly ripped off his buttoned shirt and undershirt. His eyes fused with yours as he pulled his boots and socks off, going for his belt next.

“I thought you were too busy with work to shower…” you teased, your hands moving up to your breasts, your fingers circling your nipples.

He clenched his jaw, growling low in his throat as he undid his belt and shoved his pants down his legs. “Oh, you’re gonna get it, sweetheart…” he promised. Once he was rid of all of his clothing, he stomped towards you, entered the shower, and closed the door behind him.

A whimper escaped your mouth as one of Heisenberg’s hands gripped the back of your head, his other hand pressed to your lower back. The front of your body melded to his as he leaned forward to kiss you. Your arms wrapped around his body, digging your fingers into his back. He moaned against your lips as his tongue pushed into your mouth. Your body churned with arousal, your pussy getting wet. Heisenberg’s teeth sunk into your lower lip, sucking on it forcefully, which caused you to whimper again helplessly.

“Karl…” you begged, parting your thighs and pulling him tighter against you.

“This is what you wanted, isn’t it?” he asked, moving you backwards and pressing you against the wall. The sudden shock of cold tile against your skin made you suck in a shocked breath, your eyes flying open. Heisenberg wasted no time, swiftly pushing his thigh between your legs, trapping your hips in place.

“It feels good, doesn’t it, my love?” he purred, pushing his thigh upwards against your cunt. You looked up at him as your mouth dropped open, a wordless moan echoing in the shower. You arched your back, hands moving down to his ass, desperate for more contact.

“Oh fuck…” you sighed, grinding against him, “...Karl…oohhhh fuck, Karl…”

He smiled and laughed as your movements became frantic and wild. All of this to get him to shower, unaware that he would quickly turn the tables on you.

Heisenberg pulled his leg from between yours. Just as you were about to cry out in protest, you watched as he sank down to one knee before you and lifted your leg to drape it over his shoulder. “You want me to shower, huh? Well, first, I want to fuck you until I’m fully sated…then you can wash me…”

“You really expect me to wash yo…” you started before Heisenberg’s tongue slid between your pussy lips. A sudden sharp cry of euphoria slipped from your lips as he licked around your clit, pushing down to your opening and back again. The water that rolled down your front mixed with your juices and Heisenberg slurped both into his mouth, swallowing it down.

You pushed your hips forward, spreading your thighs, and bucked against his face. His mouth was a force of nature. Every time he went down on you, he was like a man possessed, his tongue urgent and intense. One hand gripped your leg on his shoulder as the other reached around to squeeze your ass.

“Karl…don’t stop…keep licking my clit…oh god please…fuck…” you begged, looking down at him. His eyes looked up at your face, never leaving your gaze. You watched as his tongue flicked crazily at your clit, tickling and slurping in a way that looked borderline obscene. Just watching him work was enough to make you cum.

Once your hands went to the back of his head, he knew you were seconds away. He let you move and gyrate, loving the feel of your fingers simultaneously digging into his scalp and pulling his hair. “Karl…oh fuck…I’m close…I wanna cum on your tongue…”

He grinned and moaned in agreement as his lips closed over your clit. You tilted your head back against the tile wall, riding his face, screaming and crying out in ecstasy as the hot water rolled down your body and onto his.

“OH GOD DAMMIT, KARL, I’M CUMMING I’M CUMMING RIGHT NOW PLEASE…” and with one last shout, your orgasm pulsed through your entire body. Heisenberg’s muffled laugh vibrated against your clit, giving your orgasm more intensity. You trembled as your body bowed forward, still riding the enormous sensations. Heisenberg pressed his hand against your pussy as he stood up, letting you fall against him.

“I’ve got you, doll,” he whispered against your ear, keeping his hand on you as you rode out the last of your release. You bucked and writhed, your cheek pressed to his shoulder.

“Karl…oh fuck…that was so good…” you moaned, kissing from his shoulder to his neck, your tongue licking the water from his skin. Heisenberg grunted at the feel of your lips and tongue, both hands moving around your body, rubbing up and down your back.

“Now…” he murmured, “let me push my cock…”

Before he could finish, you slid down his body and kneeled before him.

“Whoa, whoa, sweetheart,” he started to protest, “I meant in your cunt, not your mouth…although I do appreciate your enthusiasm…”

You giggled as you looked up at his face before focusing on his hard cock. “But I want to,” you purred, wrapping your hand around the base, “let me tease you for a bit before you fuck me…”

Heisenberg’s eyes glazed over as a low rumble started in his throat. “Ooohhhhh darling…”

Whatever words he was about to direct at you were long gone as you extended your tongue and, starting at the base, licking a slow line up to the head.

“Mmmmmm goddamn…” he grunted, closing his eyes and tilting his head back. The water that pelted his shoulder slid down the front of him. A few rivers of water cascaded down the length of his prick and fell into your mouth, which you swallowed. You closed your eyes and moaned as you took the head past your lips and began to slurp softly.

“Y/N…” Heisenberg growled, “...that mouth…that unbelievable mouth of yours…oh fuck…”

Your eyes opened and you looked up at him. One hand went to your hair, holding your head as he slowly thrust his hips against your face. The other pressed to the glass of the walk-in shower. With the steam fogging up the glass, his hand left behind a print that made this little trick to get him to shower all the more erotic.

His eyes opened and looked down at you as your mouth bobbed up and down on his dick. His chest started to rise and fall quickly, arousal brewing in his stomach. You looked positively sinful on your knees before him, pleasing him with your breathless moans that stirred him to his core.

“I’m gonna cum, Y/N…” Heisenberg warned, “...stand up so I can cum inside of you…”

You obeyed his command and just as you got to your feet, he whirled you around and bent you over. Your hands connected to the tile wall, palms pressed flat. “Karl?” your moan coming out like a question.

His right hand slowly jerked his cock as his left hand gripped your hip, aligning with your ass. “Arch your back, darling,” he instructed, sliding the head of his cock against your pussy, “just like that…oh…such a good girl…”

Your eyes widened and your moan echoed in the shower as Heisenberg’s length pushed inside of you. The feel of him plunging past your G-spot made you see stars. He didn’t stop, continuing to move deeper, deeper, tunneling inside of your tight cunt.

“This snug little pussy of mine is gonna drain my balls dry,” he grunted, finally stopping once he was fully sheathed inside of you. Biting on your lower lip, you pulsed your walls around him, clenching and unclenching rhythmically.

Heisenberg couldn’t hold himself off any longer. With both hands on your hips, he started to thrust. The shower was spraying your back as his hard pumps made droplets fly against the tile and the glass walls. He grunted and cursed as your soft, wet skin slapped against his own.

“Karl…” you pleaded, looking over your shoulder at him, “...fuck, Karl…keep going…please…keep fucking me…oh fuck it feels so good!!”

His hips increased in tempo, moving in and out, stoking the arousal deep in you. “I’m gonna make you cum again…cum fluttering on my cock…I want you screaming my name, Y/N…don’t ever forget who you belong to…”

His hands moved around to the front of your body, both hands moving to your breasts. Pressing his front to your back, he kissed and licked your wet skin, his fingers pinching your nipples. “Oh fuck, Karl! Yes!! Please…oh god…oh my god, Karl…”

Heisenberg licked up your back and leaned over to your ear, his hot breath making you shiver. “Cum, sweetheart…cum for me…” One hand stayed on your breast as the other moved down your stomach and between your legs, finding your clit swollen and achy. He grunted in your ear as he started rubbing you hard.

“Fuck…fuck…Karl…please…I’m cumming…I’m cumming…OH KARL FUCK….KKKAAARRRRLLLL!!!!”

Your pussy pulsed and fluttered as your orgasm exploded around him, your juices quenching him. Your eyes rolled into the back of your head as your body convulsed, your hands sliding down the tile wall.

“There’s my girl…” Heisenberg grunted with each slap of his groin against your ass, “...my…good…fucking…girl…OOOHHHHH FFFFFUUUUUCCKKKKKK!”

He came with his mouth pressed to your shoulder, shivers coursing through his limbs as wave after wave of his release shook his body. Your head hung low, water dripping from your hair and around your face to the bottom of the shower, swirling down the drain. Panting, you waited until Heisenberg started to move. With a heaving grunt, he slowly pulled himself out of you.

“Fuck, Karl…” you marveled as you stood up straight, turning to face him, “...I think every shower should be taken together from here on out…”

He chuckled as he reached for a washcloth and a bar of soap. “I couldn’t agree more…but, you know, as a way to conserve water. We must be ecologically responsible after all…”

You playfully slapped his arm and he roared with laughter. Taking the cloth and soap from his hands, you worked them into a lather. “Okay, smartass…turn around…let me wash your back first…”

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