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It's not what it looks like?
This is inspired by @stararch4ngell4dy "oil and white lace" to which if you should go read if you haven't already.
Summary: Just one fluffy morning with Heisenberg in castle Dimitrescu only for the Lady herself to walk in on a precarious position.
Warning(s): smut, daddy kink, fluff, fluffy Karl, possible cringe (I might not write Karl perfectly, only writing based off of other fanfictions and the game)
This is not proof read and I'm used to writing in first person but I tried my best with writing you and your rather than me and I. So hopefully there are not mistakes.
You stirred at the feeling of something soft caressing the side of your face. Karl was so entranced with your face, watching your nose twitch adorably, moving any stray hairs from your face so he doesn't miss a single part of it.
He didn't understand what you did to him, he felt so protective of you regardless that he knew you could take care of yourself.
Karl watched as you stretched your muscle with a cute groan, scrunching your face in the process before opening your eyes to meet his.
You met his gaze as your eyes adjusted to the light that slowly illuminated your bedroom.
You brought your right hand up to cup his cheek, thumbing over the crisscross scars on his cheek. Karl didn't say anything as you did so, he just gently grabs your hand and kisses the palm of it.
The silent moments between you two were rare, which made them far more precious to both of you.
Karl supported himself on his elbow and leaned down to meet your lips with his.
As the kiss grew more passionate, he slowly adjusted his body so he can be on top of you. One hand holding himself up on the bed, the other moving up and down your sides, cupping your breast and caressing your leg, hitching it up around his waist.
Pants and moans could be heard outside the door if anyone walked by. Karl' mouth moved from your lips to your neck, nipping and licking everywhere his mouth could reach.
You felt one of his hands cup your bare mound, a finger wetting itself in your slickness before prodding your entrance, sliding all the way to the knuckle.
Karl met his lips with yours, swallowing a moan as he entered another finger, curling his fingers to reach your g spot.
"You like that, kitten? You like the way daddy's fingers feel in you?" He whispered, moving his fingers at a torturing slow pace.
You couldn't take it anymore, "Karl, please." you breathed, "I need more."
"More what, kitten? What do you need from me?"
"Your cock, please. I need your cock, Karl."
From the look on his face, he seemed pleased with your words. He removed his fingers from you and brought them to your lips.
Obediently, you opened your mouth and sucked his fingers, swirling your tongue around his digits. Sucking your juices off his fingers.
Your head followed his hand as he pulled his fingers out of your eager mouth. Karl grabbed his cock, positioning it at your entrance, prodding it with the tip.
Karl barely got the tip of his cock when your bedroom doors burst open.
"(Y/n), darling, are you awake?" Alcina asked as she entered your bedroom.
Her eyes went directly to your bed when she entered. Karl didn't seem too surprised by her entry, he seemed more irritated by the intrusion than anything.
You were more worried, knowing fully well how your mother can be when she's angry.
Alcina looked between you and Karl, her face going from shock to anger rather quickly.
"Mother, it's not what it looks like?"
Hopefully the blanket that covered both of you would provide mild protection against Alcina' wrath.
Reblogging this for . . . science 😏😏😏
The Heisenberg face model, Joel Hicks, said he was going to cosplay Heis one day and he finally did it!!
This is our official Karl Heisenberg in flesh and blood
It's not what it looks like?
This is inspired by @stararch4ngell4dy "oil and white lace" to which if you should go read if you haven't already.
Summary: Just one fluffy morning with Heisenberg in castle Dimitrescu only for the Lady herself to walk in on a precarious position.
Warning(s): smut, daddy kink, fluff, fluffy Karl, possible cringe (I might not write Karl perfectly, only writing based off of other fanfictions and the game)
This is not proof read and I'm used to writing in first person but I tried my best with writing you and your rather than me and I. So hopefully there are not mistakes.
You stirred at the feeling of something soft caressing the side of your face. Karl was so entranced with your face, watching your nose twitch adorably, moving any stray hairs from your face so he doesn't miss a single part of it.
He didn't understand what you did to him, he felt so protective of you regardless that he knew you could take care of yourself.
Karl watched as you stretched your muscle with a cute groan, scrunching your face in the process before opening your eyes to meet his.
You met his gaze as your eyes adjusted to the light that slowly illuminated your bedroom.
You brought your right hand up to cup his cheek, thumbing over the crisscross scars on his cheek. Karl didn't say anything as you did so, he just gently grabs your hand and kisses the palm of it.
The silent moments between you two were rare, which made them far more precious to both of you.
Karl supported himself on his elbow and leaned down to meet your lips with his.
As the kiss grew more passionate, he slowly adjusted his body so he can be on top of you. One hand holding himself up on the bed, the other moving up and down your sides, cupping your breast and caressing your leg, hitching it up around his waist.
Pants and moans could be heard outside the door if anyone walked by. Karl' mouth moved from your lips to your neck, nipping and licking everywhere his mouth could reach.
You felt one of his hands cup your bare mound, a finger wetting itself in your slickness before prodding your entrance, sliding all the way to the knuckle.
Karl met his lips with yours, swallowing a moan as he entered another finger, curling his fingers to reach your g spot.
"You like that, kitten? You like the way daddy's fingers feel in you?" He whispered, moving his fingers at a torturing slow pace.
You couldn't take it anymore, "Karl, please." you breathed, "I need more."
"More what, kitten? What do you need from me?"
"Your cock, please. I need your cock, Karl."
From the look on his face, he seemed pleased with your words. He removed his fingers from you and brought them to your lips.
Obediently, you opened your mouth and sucked his fingers, swirling your tongue around his digits. Sucking your juices off his fingers.
Your head followed his hand as he pulled his fingers out of your eager mouth. Karl grabbed his cock, positioning it at your entrance, prodding it with the tip.
Karl barely got the tip of his cock when your bedroom doors burst open.
"(Y/n), darling, are you awake?" Alcina asked as she entered your bedroom.
Her eyes went directly to your bed when she entered. Karl didn't seem too surprised by her entry, he seemed more irritated by the intrusion than anything.
You were more worried, knowing fully well how your mother can be when she's angry.
Alcina looked between you and Karl, her face going from shock to anger rather quickly.
"Mother, it's not what it looks like?"
Hopefully the blanket that covered both of you would provide mild protection against Alcina' wrath.
Reblogging this for . . . science 😏😏😏
The Heisenberg face model, Joel Hicks, said he was going to cosplay Heis one day and he finally did it!!
This is our official Karl Heisenberg in flesh and blood
Lycans and Gentleman...I thank you for waiting...I give you Lord Heisenberg 🧲🐴⚙️
Just a few of the many shots I got done of my completed Heisenberg Cosplay today, many more on the way 😎
Tumblr hear me out
My Karl Heisenberg keychain I thought he was a plush but I still adore this I imported him from Japan exclusively #KarlHeisenberg #residentevilvillage
I wanna say ty to this beautiful young lady who made my day with these stickers ty @lacteaway #karlheisenberg
I love you so much @lacteaway I love the note I can’t stop laughing love Heisenberg so much
Karl Heisenberg looks good in black yum 😋
Oof 😅 🥵🔥
Credits on DeviantArt ⬇️
I'm sorry but why does everyone imagine that if the lords had escaped the village with miranda being dead,that..that karl would be a dirty mechanic???? Like????? All the brains and all the inventions that he once made??? Are GONE!!???okay like maybe he'd own a car company or some shit like maybe own the future in his hands because he would be that super genius that created robots??????????????????????
Okay but really I need a husband like ethan winters,that man almost dies for his wife and went through hell for his daughter and then died for both them to live,Ethan is husband material.
All this time I was like I want a guy like loki (I still need one like him) but ethan is...I really don't know what to say,this man is loyal.
Moreau: *sleeping with his eyes open*
Karl:what are you doing?
Moreau:trying to sleep.
Karl: with your eyes open- oh wait it has to do with you being a fish right?
Moreau:no I'm possesd.
Karl: wut..¿¿
Moreau: *demonic screeching*
Karl Heisenberg x reader nsfw!
Tw: kink, oral fixation, oral sex, cigar, mention of anger
(this musty metal man lives rent free in my head omfg<3)
Stress relief
You where his special little pet. He had you in his living quarters of the factory. It was the only area you were allowed on your own. A metal collar adorned your neck, sturdy but not to heavy. There used to be a chain attached to keep you from wandering of to far. If it was necessary he could easily pull on your collar with his powers anyway. But you got roaming privileges for your good behavior. You had a soft mattress in the corner of the room near his desk. You had pillows and blankets to make it more comfortable for you. You'd occasionally walk up to him while he was sitting at his desk. He'd either pat your head and ruffle your hair or let you sit in his lap.
You looked at him with such admiration in your eyes. His every feature gave you butterflies. You loved his rough look, the way he spoke. His every move was enchanting. You would never wish for anything else than to be his.
You noticed how busy he was with the factory. He worked long hours, night and day. He got easily irritated during stressful days. There was little time for rest. And the times he did sit still was unfortunately very much worklated as well. He would sit at his desk in the office for hours at a time. He would take drags from his cigar and let the smoke flow out as he sighed heavily. A metal object or two would go flying into the wall when he got frustrated and stressed by his work. But the times he truly got infuriated and pent up was after a meeting with the other lords. He would bust into his office, blinded by rage. Fuming and yelling about Mother Miranda and a certain supersized bitch. You usually stayed put on you mattress in these moments just incase.
But today was different. He was silent after storming in through the doors. You could feel the tension from his anger in the room. It was deathly silent besides his heavy breath. He lit a fresh cigar and started working. You could hear anger in his writing. You knew he was pent up and tense, so you got an idea of how to help him out.
From where your mattress was you could easily crawl in under his desk without him noticing you. He was to busy to notice you at the moment anyway. You sat yourself infront of his spread out legs. As you gently nugged your head against his inner thigh and let you left hand run up his leg you could feel his muscles tighten before he relaxed. You stroked your hands softly up his thighs. His writing slowed down. You saw his crotch quickly grow a bulge. You smiled and bit your lip at the sight. You brought a hand towards it, palming him. A low groan coming from him. You scooched closer in between his legs. Your hands unbuckling his belt and unbuttoning his pants. With a swift motion you let his member spring free. You explored it gently with one hand. Feeling it's warmth, its lengt, the firmness. It pulsed in need of attention. His writing had stopped at this point. You could see him leaning back in his chair as you worked your hands on him. Holding it still you started licking at the tip. Catching drops of precum on your tounge. You could hear him taking a drag from his cigar and let out a relaxed sigh. Sliding the head of his cock into your mouth you used your tounge to massage and lick around it.
As you let his cock slide longer into your mouth you gently stroked the bottom of his shaft with you hand. You sucked on his cock, creating the classic pleasurable vacuum around his lenght. You heard him hum in pleasurable at your motions. He needed this and you knew it all to well. You started bobbing you head. Letting it slide against the top of your tounge. You stroked the rest of his length at the same pace as you sucked him. You slowly built up a little speed. You could feel his thighs tighten, the muscles tensing up. As your pace got quicker you felt his hand caress the back of your head. Helping you to keep up the pace. You heard his breath hitch. You stared taking him deeper and faster. To the best of your passionate abilities.
You kept the suction at a good pressure for him. As he got closer to his finishing you felt him push your head against himself. He cursed under his breath. You let him push your head closer. You could feel tears in your eyes and breathing got harder. It didn't last long until you felt one final shove of your head. You face was buried against his pubes. His cock pulsed in your mouth. A loud groan escaped him. You felt his seed slide down your throat as you swallowed. He let go of your head with a sigh of relief. You softly milked the rest out of the head, gently overstimulating him a bit at the same time. Satisfied with your work you pulled away and gave him some space. You wiped your tears away with a soft smile on your lips.
He tucked himself back in his pant before he pulled you out from under the desk so you could sit on his lap. With lustful eyes hidden behind his spectacles, he grinned at you from under his hat. He tugged at your collar with his power. You blushed as you knew that this was going to be a long pleasureable night for you.