Felix Kammerer In All The Light We Cannot See (2023) S01E01

Felix Kammerer in All the Light We Cannot See (2023) S01E01

She deserves an award for having horrible taste in men.

•AT YOUR AID•

Part 6

Warning 18+

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It had been days since you even saw any sight of Kat. It has seemed as though the tall man had disappeared completely, his presence nowhere to be seen. Thee constant thought of he had been sent away so quickly kept lingering in the back of your head, but surely he couldn’t, no troops had been sent out had they ?

You saw his fellow soldiers around the camp, but you just couldn’t seem to find him. Maybe he was ignoring you ? Wishing whatever happened didn’t happen. Perhaps he was too disgusted by you ? Too ashamed to be with you ? 

You weren’t entirely wrong in your guess Kat had been avoiding you, not ignoring you. His mind and heart were always with you, but his body kept as far away as possible. He couldn’t believe he had left just left you there hot and bothered, your lips plump and neck bruised from his mouth. 

“Kat” his mind was pulled away from you and to the sight of Jaden sadly “Kat” the half blind solider whispered out his pals name from beside him.

“What ?” Kat faced his friend. “Do you think we will find those men ?” He asked, a hint of hope disguised in his voice. “I do not know Tjaden” they was no point in lying to his friend, they both knew the chance was low of finding the men unharmed.

And that is exactly what happened, they woke early in the morning sent to find the group of men walking past the blown apart forest, dead bodies scattered across the ground and in the trees as large holes circled around the group. They were finally brought to an abandoned factory small empty shop surrounding round the train tracks an Alb retch and  Tjaden agreed to stay on the lookout, leaving Paul and Kat to search, and there it was all the men dead choked to death on gas.

The sight made Kat feel nauseous as he stared at the many men who laid limp on the ground, their faces blue as claw marks painted their necks trying to gasp for air. Their eyes still blood shot red. He quickly dragged Paul's cemented body out of the room, knowing he would not leave unless being dragged out.

“Stupid fucking idiots.” Kat muttered as he held a tight grip on the boy's uniform.

The men quickly made their way back, all staying silent apart from Albrecht, who was a bragging about his new girl, which made the group wonder who.

Kat laid in bed that night, his eyes staring up at the bunk above him, the thick wood being the only thing he could see as he laid restless, his hands placed on his stomach and his mind slowly drifted from the hood or of the day to your sweet face.

Your smile and your eyes, the way they held his anytime he looked at you. Your soft face which always wore a deep blush, your hands, and your body, your sweet words and… the moans of his name.

He looked beside him to see a small glow at the window, the burning light being the only source. Kat quickly lifted, being quiet enough not to wake up any of the other men before placing on his coat, taking one last look around before sneaking out the door.

He marched over to your barrack, his eyes only focused on the ground as his body grew tense, and his mind determined to find you at such a late hour.

You finished brushing through your hair, finally able to go to bed hoping sleep would come quicker, but before you could climb into your empty bed you heard a knock at your door.

You quickly rushed over, hoping to be the person you wanted to see.

Kat stood outside your door, the night black and the air cold. His hat was secured in his belt and his jacket was half open, his eyes latched to your face, studying every feature of it.

“Kat.” You whispered, staring at the man in front of you.

“May I come in ?” He spoke, his tone stern but quiet.

“Ye-yes of course.” You stood aside, making space for the man to enter, as he walked closer, his eyes scoured your body when he saw what you wore. Your sheer knee-length night gown hung loosely round your body, your shoulders, and arms bare on display.

He took one last glare before pushing his body past yours, his hand gently passing your arm before leaving one more.

When you turned around, Kat stood in the centre of your small room, his broad body tense and his eyes now looking anywhere but yours.

“Kat.” You stared at the man, but he didn’t look back.

“Are you okay ?” You asked, walking a few centimetres closer. After a short pause, his eyes met yours before quickly moving them looking around your room, moving to sit on your bed.

He sat still for a moment, his eyes focusing on the wooden floor boards littered with small chips in them.

“Come here.” He held his hand out as he looked up at you.

You walked forward, gently grabbing his hand before the man slowly pulled you into his grasp, his two hands resting on your hips.

The sudden sensation made your cheeks deepen and your eyes heavy. He stared up at your beautiful face and a smile almost graced his lips. 

His head found itself resting against your thin clothed stomach, one of his arms underneath your arse while the other rested round your waist, the gentle touch of his strong arms against your body made a warm feeling begin to flutter in your stomach.

You looked down at the man who held you so softly.

There was another silent moment before your hands reached his head, the sudden contact made Kat release a hidden breath.

“My wife held me like this before” Kat spoke quietly, and you just hummed, unsure how to respond.

“But I pushed her away. I hated the feeling of her hands so close to me.” Kat spoke again.

“But with you… I-I enjoy it.” He held onto you tighter, and you sighed in delight at the man’s sudden affections.

“What is wrong with you ?” You asked, your tone soft, it almost came out like a whisper.

His eyes came up to meet yours and his mouth hung slightly agape at your words, waiting to find a response he couldn’t give you.

You gently caressed his face with your hands, and he eagerly leaned into your touch, his blue eyes so full as he stared up from his lashes.

His lips found your palm and kissed it gently, his hands still remaining on your body.

“Don’t do that if you’re just going to leave me.” You slowly and painfully pulled away your hand from the man’s lips.

His stared up at you once more, his brows furrowed as he searched your face, he pulled you closer to his body, his thick thighs resting between your bare legs.

“I didn’t want to the first time.” He kissed under your sternum before kissing it once more, leaving light feathery kisses.

“Kat.” You whisper.

“Yes ?” He continued kissing you, his hands moulding your skin. You didn’t answer, instead you just lowered yourself onto his lap, your face now in front of his.

His thumbs stroked smooth, gentle circles round your thigh as you wrapped your arms round his neck. His lips found yours, making him thread his finger through your hair, gently tugging it.

The kiss deepened and Kat was desperate to taste you, his deep moans only made you edge closer to him, wanting your body pressed as close as possible to his.

He began to lift, keeping your body wrapped round him, his lips never leaving yours as he placed you on your bed. 

His large hands held up one of your legs while the other gently caressed the inside of your thigh, gently pulling away you pathetically followed his lips, lifting to your elbows chasing his touch.

A small grin came on his face at your eagerness to want him. To crave him. To need him.

He quickly removed his coat, revealing the thin top that covered his large shoulders so often. You took in the sight of the man, your eyes finally seeing the fantasy your mind drifted off to so many times before.

Lifting his top over his body which held few scars and bruises, his stomach was soft, and his arms toned his chest large and wide. You couldn’t help but look in lust at the man. His hands held your thighs, staring down at you once more before leaning in again, kissing your neck.

He kisses became more aggressive, making your breathing heavier, your chest rising up and down. His hand glided up your legs, reaching your underwear, his fingers pressed down on the fabric, making you arch into him, your hands digging into his shoulders as he continued to attack your neck.

“Kat, please…” you whisper.

You could feel the smile he wore against your neck, his head nuzzled so close. His hand slipped under the fabric and his fingers found your clit, the sudden contact had your head lulling back, making a sweet noise from your mouth.

His fingers continued to play with you as his kisses became sloppier down your neck. The man's thick thighs slotted between your legs, forbidding you from squeezing them together to create the needed contact he was cruelly denying you.

“Kat.” Your breathing was heavier. “I know.” He replied, the cynical sweetness to his words that made your chest tighten and your jaw slacken.

He tugged at the hem of your nightgown, pulling it up and over your head, your bare chest exposed. He rested back on his knees, taking in the sight of you, his brows furrowed like always, his eyes filled with lust, his hands stroking gently down your thighs.

His face seemed hesitant when looking at you now laid in front of him practically naked. You lifted slightly, eager to hold him, your hand reaching for his jaw and one for his other hand, placing it on your breasts a moan from his lips sounding almost like a whine. 

“Are you sure ?” Kat looked you in the eyes.

“Yes.” You nodded.

“I’ll keep coming back.” He whispered. 

“I want you too.” You held his face, his usual stern eyes now soft.

He stared at you a moment longer before kissing your neck again, his mouth more eager than before, his kisses rougher as you loved against his body, combing your hands through his messy locks.

“Kat please touch me” You whined, the slow agony of the man’s kissing hurt your body more than you’d like to admit, and you were currently at his godforsaken mercy.

“I will… I promise.” He spoke in between kisses. His mouth travelled further down to your collar bone, his sweet kisses littering it before he continued to your chest where his hands stayed firm on your hips, stroking small circles.

“You’re so eager for me to touch you” His voice, once again, was laced with a cynical tone. You could feel the smile he wore as he kissed your down your tits, you eagerly nodded as the man dove straight back into kissing your body. The ache between your legs grew and grew until his hands reached the hem of your panties.

He slid his finished along the edge hem along your hip bone, making you shudder.

“What do you want, my sweet girl.” His hands slid up and down your waist before settling at the bottom of your stomach.

“Want me to touch you here” he stroked the inside of your thigh, “or here ?” He fingers grazed over your hardened nipples, the small touch’s of his set your body ablaze, his large ruff hands making your back arch.

“How about I just touch you everywhere.” He smiled, pulling your panties down your legs. Your core bare and wet, he wasted no time in leaning down, his hands wrapping round your legs as his thick fingers made dents into your plump thighs.

The feeling of his mouth on you made you moan loudly. His relentless teasing made your back arch and your toes curl, he continued to lick and suck like a starved man. He was a sinful lust.

“K-kat fuck.” the words slipped from your mouth, your thighs closing round the man’s head as your body moved, his grip tightened. He wasn’t going to let you go, not for one moment. The new sensation, a sensation you had never felt before, had your body growing weaker and warmer.

Your hands entangled in his messy locks, earning you a deep groan from the man who currently made you squirm and shiver. He kept his pace slow but relentless, his tongue flat against you licking long stripes.

“Kat please” the words you repeated so much finally brought his attention to you. A small moment passed before he lifted his head, Kats eyes were heavy, the light blue that you were so use to seeing now were a deep navy. His face wore a shadow over it, a shadow of his own. 

“What do you want, huh?” He purred in his rich deep voice, moving further up your body, slotting himself back in between your legs, felling is length poking into your thigh. “I want you”. You let out your breathless words, the words which made Kat quickly undo his belt, dragging your body somehow closer to him than it already was.

 His hands latched onto your hips again, slowly pulling them towards him before feeling you against him. His face contorted into something you thought was heavenly, a sight only you wanted to see, and he entered you. The burning and ache was soothed by seeing his face. You began to feel your walls stretch around him, he took a glance at you, catching your eyes just staring at him, your mouth slightly agape. He continued moving, his small strokes weren’t enough, and yet again you had to plead with the man.

“Kat” you breathed, lifting slightly. “I know sweetheart.” He tan his large hands through your hair, holding you up as his other snaked round your back, lifting him up again. His head below yours as you straddled his thighs, his mouth latched onto your collar bone, peppering them with those feathery kisses you enjoyed so much.

His thrust became deeper and faster, his grunts and moans heavy on your skin, “I like that.” You whispered.

“What ?” He manages to speak through the many kisses he left on your skin. “Your sounds the way they’re only for me to hear.” You threaded your hands through his hair, trying to steady yourself from the unravelling not in your stomach, Kats pace picked up, his hands digging deeper into your skin as he rutted against you.

“Fuck” his breath moans were enough to make you dip your head down to his neck placing lazy and sloppy kisses. Your actions made his breathing hitch and his grip tighten even more. “Kat” the moaning of his name was enough to send you over the edge. Your body jolting forward before coming to a halt, Kats hands still heavy as he moved your body, using you for his own use as he rid out your orgasm.

“Fuck.” His moans almost became whines as he laid you back down before pulling out his hot seed spilt all over your stomach his hands still needing at your thighs as you laid they’re breathless and satisfied Kats eyes raked over your naked body, a sight that would never leave his head the way your eyes laid heavy, and you lip plump and red your skin marked with his mouth and his hand dented into you his put his cock back in his pants before quickly leaned down kissing you the deep and rich feeling of his mouth against yours was something you never wanted to end.

He pulled away, taking a longing look at you before lifting and grabbing a clean cloth from his uniform to wipe himself from your stomach. You watched the way his large hands searched through his uniform, the way his wide chest and back were bare to your eyes, his neck marked by your eagerness.

He made his way back over to you, cleaning your body with his own hands before throwing the rag into your bin. When his attention turned back to you, he saw the looking in your eyes the face you wore, and before he knew, you quickly lifted from your back, wrapping your hands round the men neck, kissing him deeply. He was taken aback by shock at first, but then he kissed back, holding your naked body against him, his hands holding you up as you kept kissing him, your mind filled with pure bliss.

You pushed forward, making Kat lean back his head against your headboard as you continued to kiss him, your hands now once again lacing through his hair, his deep moans once more known to your ears.

You pulled away smiling at the man under you “I like you underneath me.” You smiled, your hands playing with his hair, “do you ?” He laughed at your words. “I do.” You kissed him once more, his lip following you as you pulled away.

You really liked seeing the way his eyes lit up, the way his smile spread across his face as he stared at you. How he brushed his fingers across your back and shoulders, they way you could see every perfection of his face from his blue eyes to the bump in his nose the small winkle round his eyes. 

He took one last longing and deep stare at you before murmuring the words “You need to sleep.” he gently pulled your body to the side of him, wrapping his large arms round your still naked body, quickly placing the quilt over the both of you the small circles he drew on your back lulled yours to sleep.

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*Author note*

Hiya all I’m so sorry for the 5 month absence I just completely forgot to write and upload tbh I just found this in my drafts thinking I’d already posted this I do think maybe I’m not a smut writer hmmm just maybe bahahah but I tried I just don’t think I’m cut out for it but anyway I hope you all enjoy and thank your for reading and commenting <3

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Someone: *says something about ww2, third Reich history*

Me:

This is the worst shit I’ve seen today

Im tagging it as reichblr so these fuckers can see it.

“I don’t support nazism I just like the aesthetic!” My ass. Always a red flag.

“The nazis may have sucked but hey their suits were cool”

You are romanticizing some of the worst fucking people in history. The Josef Mengele one is by far the worst I’ve seen.

Das Boot Season 4 ending got me like: