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queensoybean0724 · 3 years

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Succession Chapter 21 (Karl Heisenberg/female reader) Resident Evil Village fanfic

Title: Succession Chapter 21

Characters: Karl Heisenberg, female reader

Rating: NC-17 for sex and language (P in V, unprotected sex *wrap it up, kids*, and creampie)

Summary: you discover a long lost relative has died and made you his sole beneficiary. While flying to collect your inheritance, you crash in a village in Romania.

Author’s Note: I do not own the characters from Resident Evil Village. This is a work of fiction. Anything remotely similar to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental.

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

Chapter Eleven

Chapter Twelve

Chapter Thirteen

Chapter Fourteen

Chapter Fifteen

Chapter Sixteen

Chapter Seventeen

Chapter Eighteen

Chapter Nineteen

Chapter Twenty

Chapter 21

Once you locked the sliding doors and sounded the alarm, you rushed to Heisenberg’s living quarters to begin with the surprise. You placed the poultry and meat into the refrigerator and put the bottle of Asbach Uralt on the table. Two brandy snifters were on the upper shelf of the cabinet. You grabbed those and placed them on either side of the bottle of liquor. You removed the toiletries and other things you had in the sack and put them with the rest of your belongings. The remainder of supplies Heisenberg had on his list stayed in the sack and sat on the floor beside the table. Heisenberg would know where he wanted them.

Rifling through your suitcases, you found the black dress you had packed for your trip to Moldova, the one you had planned to wear when signing the inheritance documents. A momentary pang of disappointment rose in your heart. The money you were poised to receive would have been much needed. What would happen to the money if you didn’t claim it? Mr. Dathermi said you were the sole heir. The Moldovan government would surely swoop in and take it. Perhaps you could talk with Heisenberg and the two of you could make the trip once he vanquished Mother Miranda.

You laid the dress on the bed, smoothing it out to remove the wrinkles. You retrieved the black two-inch heels that you packed to go along with the dress. Any other pair higher than two inches would’ve caused you to break your neck. Heels weren’t your friend.

Grabbing two clean towels, you opened the shower door and ran the water until it came out hot. You washed your hair, shaved, and washed with a floral scented body wash. Hopefully after Heisenberg filled up on his favorite meal and favorite brandy, he would want to throw you on the bed and fuck your brains out. Knowing that man and his insatiable sexual appetite, you were betting he would.

After stepping out of the shower, you picked up the piece of paper the Duke gave you with the ingredients and directions for Tochitura de Pui. You read over everything as you dried off, remembering certain notes and tips the Duke said about the meal. Your stomach did nervous flip flops. You hoped that you would be able to make Heisenberg’s favorite dinner correctly. It would be mortifying if it didn’t turn out well.

You pulled on your panties, dress, and shoes. The dress was tight so a bra was not needed. After styling your hair, applying your makeup, and putting on a few pieces of jewelry, you checked the time. The clock read 4pm. You didn’t know when Heisenberg would return, but the preparation would take a few hours.

Jumping to your feet, you collected the pots and pans. The Duke also gave you a small bag of rice and some asparagus to pair with the meat. You placed both sides into small pots on the back burners of the stove. While they slowly simmered, you cooked the chicken and meat in two pans. You measured the rest of the ingredients and followed the directions of the recipe down to the letter. Everything looked and smelled fantastic. You could see why this was Heisenberg’s favorite meal.

A few hours later, Heisenberg lifted up the elevator door and marched across the steel walkway. Once he opened the heavy metal door, the enticing aroma hit him. His stomach began growling almost immediately. Tochitura de Pui...a meal he hadn’t cooked for himself in several years.

His footsteps increased in speed as he turned the corner and began marching towards his room. You heard him and an excited surge of nerves churned in your body. Rushing to the table, you opened the bottle of brandy and poured the alcohol into the glasses. He walked through the doorway as you turned with the snifters in your hands.

“Surprise!” you smiled.

Heisenberg could not believe his eyes. His favorite meal was marinating on the stove and the woman he loved was standing before him with two glasses of brandy and looking like a goddamn knockout. He smiled as he removed his hat, sunglasses, and necklaces. He placed them on the counter, slowly walking towards you.

“What is all of this, pussycat?” he asked as he took his favorite drink from your hand.

“I wanted to do something special for you,” you answered, “I asked the Duke what your favorite meal was and he gave me the recipe for Tochitura de Pui as well as a bottle of Asbach Uralt…”

He sipped from the glass and slowly closed his eyes, humming as the familiar liquor warmed his throat. You lifted your glass to your lips and took a small sip. The alcohol was strong, stronger than anything you’ve ever had. You squeezed your eyes shut and shook your head. You exhaled with a loud whoosh and Heisenberg laughed heartily.

“Fuck, that is strong as hell!” you exclaimed, putting the glass down on the table, “now, please, Karl, have a seat and I’ll bring you a plate!”

Heisenberg removed his trench coat and sat down, looking at the table. The bottle of Asbach Uralt was placed between two sets of utensils and napkins. A smile spread along his face as he turned to you, pulling his gloves from his hands.

He gave the back of you a thorough once over. Your black dress fit you like a glove and hugged every curve. His tongue slid across his lips as images of you spread across the table flew through his mind. You turned and walked to the table, placing his dinner before him.

“Thank you, doll face,” he said.

“You’re very welcome,” you smiled as you went back to get your plate, but not before Heisenberg gave your ass a swift spank. You yelped and giggled.

The two of you sat at the table and began eating. The recipe looked delicious on paper, but smelling and tasting it was like heaven. “I have not eaten this in years and it tastes even better than I remember,” Heisenberg marveled. You couldn’t help the giddy elation in your stomach as he devoured his meal before going back for seconds.

And you had to admit that the food was wonderful. You still drank the brandy, but you switched to a glass of water once your snifter was empty. It was very strong and you could already feel your head spinning. But this was all for Heisenberg and you wanted to make sure he had his fill of food and alcohol.

As you talked about how the Duke helped you figure out the best way to surprise him, Heisenberg simply listened and looked you over. Not since his own flesh and blood had anyone ever done anything nice for him, other than the Duke and occasionally Moreau. And the fact that you dressed up and made his favorite dinner in order to surprise him...it made him fall deeper in love with you. You were selfless, giving, and caring. It baffled him how someone that started off as his captor and hated him with a passion would grow to love him and want to surprise him.

“Thank you so much, Y/N,” Heisenberg said, taking your hand and bringing it to his lips, “the food was amazing…”

You blushed as he turned your hand and pressed a kiss to your open palm, your stomach fluttering. “You’re welcome, Karl. I wanted to do something special for you. You’re always cooking for me…” You placed both sets of utensils on the dirty dishes and took them to the sink. Every bit of food had been polished off so you put the pots and pans in the sink as well, filling them with water.

Heisenberg stood from the chair and made his way over, coming to a stop behind you. The sound of his footsteps and his looming presence behind you made your heart flutter. He brought his hands to your hips and pressed his groin against your ass.

You moaned softly, your eyes closing. He lowered his lips to the side of your neck, laying a deep kiss to your skin. “Don’t worry about the dishes,” he murmured, “I’ll do them later...right now I want you...I want you so fucking badly…”

“Karl…” you moaned. You rested your head back on his shoulder as his hand moved up the front of your body, taking hold of the front of your neck. He kissed along your shoulder before moving his mouth to your ear, his tongue licking along your earlobe. Another whimper escaped your lips as you felt wetness pooling between your legs. You pushed your ass against the erection in his pants.

“I want to devour you,” he growled in your ear. Releasing your neck, he pulled up your dress and pressed his hand against your panties over your pussy. You moaned and squeezed your eyes shut as his other hand reached under the neckline of your dress and groped your breast. His fingers pinched your nipple as he ground his hips against you, trapping you between his body and his massaging hand on your cunt.

“Karl...I want you to fuck me...oh my god...uh...uh fuck, Karl…” you pleaded. His hot breath tickled your ear as he chuckled. You wriggled and arched against him, pressing your palms to the countertop.

“This pretty pussy of yours is going to kill me, doll face,” he whispered, “you’re soaking your panties already...I need you to drench my cock…”

Unable to stop himself, he released your breast, pushed his other hand up your dress, and pulled your panties down your legs. You stepped out of them without being told. Heisenberg pulled your dress up your body and over your head. “Stay right there,” he growled, pulling his buttoned up shirt and undershirt from his body. He unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants.

You let out a surprised gasp feeling him lift one of your legs and placing your knee on the edge of the counter. “Keep your leg right here...I want to get deep inside of you…” he demanded, pulling his cock from his pants. Your chest rose and fell as you looked back at him over your shoulder, waiting impatiently.

Heisenberg let the tip of his cock slide back and forth through your pussy lips. You whimpered and pushed back against him, to which he chuckled. “Are you desperate for my cock, pussycat?” he asked teasingly. All you could do was nod your head and bite your lower lip. “Tell me,” he said, “tell me how much you want me. I want to hear that beautiful voice beg for my cock…”

“Karl, please,” you moaned, pushing against him. You were spread wide and Heisenberg was the only one able to control how much or how little of his cock you received. He gripped the base of his length, moving gently, waiting for you to beg. “Please...I want you to fuck me...right here...against the kitchen counter...I need you, I fucking need you!!”

“That’s more like it,” he moaned as he pushed deep inside of your cunt. The both of you moaned loudly. One of his arms looped around your waist, holding you close to his body, as the other hand went back to the front of your neck. His lips were at your ear as he started his punishing thrusts. “Moan for me, Y/N...I want to hear you...you sound so fucking sexy when you scream for me…”

His hips hammered against your ass. You felt him rubbing back and forth across your G-spot and every sensation made you shiver. He knew every sweet spot in your body...where to kiss, where to lick, where to suck...and it felt beyond amazing.

“Fuck me, Karl...just like that...oh fuck yes...just like that!!!” you moaned, tossing your head back. His fingers gripped your neck as he panted in your ear.

“You’re mine, pussycat,” he growled, “all mine...I’m never letting you go...oh fuck, your cunt is so fucking tight!”

His hand moved from your waist to your pussy, his fingers rubbing your clit in time to his thrusts. You began to scream. The double punch of his cock stretching you out and his fingers rubbing your sensitive clit were about to drive you insane. You were going to cum soon...so close...almost there...more...more…

“I love you, Y/N…” Heisenberg moaned, “...so much...cum for me...cum for me like a good girl…”

“I love you, too,” you whimpered, “...I’m almost there...Karl...almost there...oh fuck!”

His teeth sunk into the flesh of your neck as he felt your pussy grip his cock tightly. His moans and grunts were stifled as he heard you scream. Your body trembled and your hand went over his on your clit. Your hips bucked wildly, humping his hand and riding his dick. Your orgasm broke the surface and your moans were strangled as you trembled uncontrollably. His teeth released your skin as he came inside of you, his deep moan echoing through the room.

He slumped against you as both of your bodies quaked from aftershocks. Drops of sweat slid down your neck. His arms held you tight as he pressed his forehead to your shoulder. “You’re gonna kill me one of these days…” he whispered. You chuckled softly.

You lowered your leg from the countertop as Heisenberg pulled out of your pussy. Your legs felt numb and you had to hold yourself up as you kicked your heels off your feet. Heisenberg could see that you were weak. Without a word, he swept you off your feet and took you to the bed, laying you down amongst the soft covers.

You pulled the sheets and blankets down as Heisenberg removed his boots, socks, and pants. He slid under the covers with you, wrapping his arm around your shoulders and pulling you close. You laid your head on his chest, inhaling the sweet smell of Tochitura de Pui still in the air.

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A loyal guard dog! Karl Heisenberg x Reader Part III

Slowly and agonizingly I stirred on the surface I was laying on, it was rather soft and comforting the consciousness slipping back into me like water in a cup I felt my mouth dry as I tried to fill it with salvia but to no avail, I heard a movement from beside and a voice "There's our sweet girl damn kid I thought I almost lost you there!"

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WARNING MILD SWEARING HERE AND THERE

I chuckled dryly and peeked one eye open, adjusting to the light I saw the shape of Heisenberg as he was sitting around the bed and looking very, very tired, hu chuckled and said "Damnit pup, you absolutely scared the living daylights outta me...You were out for 3 days straight!" as I looked at him my brows furrowing and eyes widening 'Out for three whole days, what did this piece of shit shot me with?!' as I looked to him smiling and nodding "I will heal always and eventually I guess the work in the factory wears me out!" I laughed as he joined. But knowing him as my owner I knew this laugh was fake and his smile too, but I was keeping it to myself, "Yeah this bitch had some kind of gun that could do real damage to werewolves, lycans and etc." he looked rather concerned.

I tried to stand up but I felt wobbly and flopped down on the bed my eyes wide in surprise "Woah there pumpkin!!! Don't make such movements, you might hurt yourself, really bad, and believe me I don't want any of it!" he took my form and let it lay on the bed as I looked at him and tried to protest "But I feel okay and I can stand just give me a moment...I have territory to guard!" I heard a bark of laughter, as Heisenberg came in with a plate of food and it smelled so damn good that I wanted to eat and the plate too "Nah, kiddo you're having a day off until you feel less lightheaded, capiche!?" he walked towards me with the plate.

As I raised a bit so I could be in a sitting position Karl handed me a fork and the plate it was the dish named Tochitura de Pui the ingredients were farm chicken thighs, ribeye steak, and creamy polenta, he smiled and chuckled "No it's not from the Duke, ya know I'm not a bad cook myself even if I look like a damn hobo!" this statement almost made me spit out the delicious and juicy meat, coughing and laughing with him I smiled at the end and said, "It doesn't matter how the cook looks but how he cooks!" I smiled at him and added "Thank you Karl it's so delicious, that's the best reward I had in months!" it was not that you didn't eat well or drank rusty water, no it was because you were always warking running around like a bunch of workaholics and barely had time even to reach the bed, so the food was a fast thing you eat something and back to bed, you had no idea that Karl can cook too!

You smiled fondly as you thought that Karl Heisenberg was going to chain you and put you in a dog house outside or worse like before being locked into a cage, but he didn't he was weary of you for a really good long time but at the end when you protected him and saved his life once, he changed his attitude towards you, he became more careful and respectful towards you which confused you because practically you had a mind of a trained dog, a killing machine. That thought made your face scrunch and the thoughts of the past made a sharp turn back at you, you sat with the fork gripped in a vice-like grip and a deadly scowl on your face, of course, you were still weapon to Heisenberg and if you didn't show your abilities that night, Heisenberg would probably just throw you to the damn lycans to have fun with you. You heard a cough that brought you out of your dark mazes and labyrinths "A penny for your toughs kid, is there something wrong with the meat?" he was looking expectingly as I let the fork dive back to the food and put another bite in my mouth chewing and gulping it down, as I shook my head "Bad memos, that's all boss!" as I took another bite looking at him and who boy he was not happy with the answer, he knew something was up and it was more than just a bad memory "Oh, is that so? Care to cooperate, you know you have the freedom of word...I'm not an asshole as your ex-boss" he said so casually as it was the most obvious thing in the world, I stopped chewing and looking at him then back at the food in front of me.

'It was now or never!' I thought and swallowed the delicious and juicy meat "That day when I got into a fight with the Soldat and the Lycans if I was a human and didn't have abilities...what would you do, and why didn't you let me go?!" he was stiff as a string ready to snap as he let out an exhale as his shoulder dropped with the question, was he expecting something worse? "You see pup, that fateful night I saw how this asshole was treating you and I had enough of it but when you ran for the door I felt like..." he paused removing his glasses, it was such a rare occasion to remove them and his golden eyes bored into mine making me look away in respect "...like I would lose a great friend if I let you go pup! I couldn't put up with all these idiots around here I needed some company, a loyal friend that will support me through this hell and in this hellhole and you appeared! I knew what this bitch Miranda wanted to do to you and kept you under my wing to protect you kid!" I let out the breath I didn't know I was holding 'a friend for him?' I looked to the side and then back at his body, and I thought about it Mother Miranda, or Bitch Miranda as he called her always wanted to experiment on me and I hated this with every fiber of my body I was so much ready to tear her and make her pay as never before.

Then I felt a warm breathe on my neck as he was so close every single hair on my body stood up covering me in goosebumps "Oh pup if you knew my loneliness before you! I would say I'm the happiest man in this forsaken village. And...I love every single second of it Buttercup!" he smiled and nuzzled into my neck making me mewl in surprise as he chuckled and raised his eyebrow "Dogs don't mewl now do they, I thought they bark!" he laughed rising to his whole height and nodding towards the half-eaten plate "Come on pup gobble that up and then rest, it's an order!" he winked making my cheeks filling with warmth 'am I blushing?' I mentally scolded myself for slipping like this but it felt so good!

He turned around when I handed him the plate and put everything in the sink leaving a big glass of water on my nightstand as I drank a bit and left the other half for later I heard him talking very seriously now "So kid I have a specific time each month I lock myself far away in the factory and go through it!" he pauses and looks at me as I nod for him to continue "So if you don't see me around don't freak out I'll be off for three days and everything will be okay! Just keep an eye on the factory and everything else will be just fine!" he winked and laughed as he stood up and wished me a good night which I returned back to him, walking outside I heard the fading steps of his combat boots.

I laid this night a bit restless, trying to understand what in the bloody meaning he said three days he'll be locked away, does he have rabies, no-nonsense! Maybe he works on something more specific and more detailed and needs to be left alone, probably, there were so many things that it could be but what actually he hid...you thought that friends don't hide anything from each other. The time will show...as you drifted to the slumber of sleep still tossing and turning the full moon outside was peering into the factory waiting for the changes to begin.

To be continued...

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