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Karlach/AMAB!Reader (FemDom/Light Bratting)

Fandom: Baldurs Gate 3

Rating: Explicit

Content: Consensual Sex, Female dominant, vaginal sex, fingering, bratting

"D'you enjoy pissin' me off or somethin'?" Karlach snapped.

Her skin was flaring hot, fingers sizzling on your armor still after pushing you against the cold stone of the cave wall. You shrugged nonchalantly, a lazy half-smile on your lips.

"y/n?" She narrowed her eyes, snapping her fingers in front of your face, "C'mon now, love, focus on me."

"Mm?" You hummed, tilting your head. Karlach sure was lovely. Especially with her lips parted like that and her yellow eyes all sparkling and--

The smack across your cheek shook you right out of the Charm spell that still lingered. Now the only thing that lingered was the residual heat from her skin and the sting of the handprint that would surely welt. Her brows knit together, the air sucking through her teeth and the grimace was a sure sign of that.

"Sorry..." She murmured, "You alright?"

“Maybe."

“y/n!" She huffed, "Really? You're just tryin' to rile me up now, aren't you?”

"... Maybe."

"Is that how it's going to be?" Karlach said, leaning in close, "I watched you kiss that pretty little wizard and I nearly tore your head off. You're lucky I recognized it was a charm spell."

"I kissed her?" You asked, surprised that a charm spell was strong enough to make you do something like that. But then again, something in your head said you failed resisting it worse than you had in a long time. Like some kind of incredibly bad luck, in a way. Like if you rolled a dice and--

"Yeah," Karlach murmured, "D'you remember it? Was it good?"

Something about the way she asked that made your stomach twist. Heat rushed through you, flooding your entire body. It made the mouthy retort you had saved up stick in your throat. It didn’t come out. You stared ahead at the rest of the group as they discussed the recent combat, but you weren’t really watching; your eyes had sort of glazed over, focused instead on the husky challenge in Karlach's voice.

You didn’t answer. She wanted one. Her chest pressed to your armor, and she absolutely towered over you.

“Answer me, y/n," She insisted in a whisper, her breath hot on your ear, "You think you can get away with all this, yeah? Just because you were charmed? I've half a mind to take you right here and wipe the taste of her right out of your mouth.”

A heavy gloved hand came to your hip. She squeezed a little, the leather shifting beneath her powerful grip. You continued staring ahead, suddenly starting to regret riling up your girlfriend whilst you were still a ways from camp and in some shit cave. Definitely not one of the smartest things you had done. Karlach didn’t seem actually angry, and yet, there was a small sense of fear thrumming in your body like a weak electrical pulse, lightly tickling through your veins. She could do anything she wanted to you.

Anything.

“You ever considered actually just answering my questions for once?” She challenged, gripping at your hip a little more tightly, widening her stance, planting her feet a little further apart, pushing you firmly against the wall. “You ever think about, oh, I don’t know… keepin’ your mouth shut? Not pushin’ every single one of my buttons when I've just seen you kiss another woman?”

"Well, I didn't choose to--"

Karlach's lips burned on the shell of your ear as she whispered, "Need me to remind you who you belong to?”

The way she murmured it against your skin sent a lightning-hot flush straight down to your cock. A small sound escaped your lips, a kind of weak little groaning sound that was definitely uncharacteristic. The Charm had definitely worn off by now, but damn if Karlach wasn't just the most amazing thing you'd ever seen.

Karlach chuckled lowly, "Yeah, you wouldn't forget, but you liked that didn't you?”

She pressed herself against you, pressing her hips right up against yours. You were pretty damned sure the heat between her legs could have melted the Sea of Moving Ice. Shit, maybe even set the damn thing boiling.

“You like it when I'm taking over, don't you y/n,” she hummed as if she were in thought, keeping her face close to yours, her brushing against your cheek, "Maybe we ought to do this kind of thing more often.”

Damn, she was good. You did like it. A lot. Right on the fucking money.

“Karlach, everyone else is—”

“Everyone else can read the room, yeah? They saw us. They're already outside," she whispered.

The words didn’t want to come out – couldn’t come out. Your throat was tight, and her body was way too hot against yours, even with the multitude of layers between you with your armor, leathers, shirt, and gear.

“Sweetheart… you want it too yeah?”

This abrupt change, this was what always set your head spinning about Karlach. She was so passionate, so wild and exciting, but she could make that quick change into the sweetest thing you'd ever tasted. Your already flustered heart skipped a beat, your expression softening to one of affection. For just a moment, hers did as well.

Your fingers reached up to intertwine with hers, “Yes. I absolutely do.”

“Good, I just wanted to be sure.”

“You're so beautiful.”

You prayed that your voice wasn’t quivering when you let go of her hand. Karlach was still pressing insistently against you, grinding forward, pulling you closer ever so slightly; a movement so small you might not have been able to feel it were it not for your cock straining itself against your pants. Her fingers were already working on the clasps of your breastplate.

“I'm gonna wipe the taste of her right out of your mouth,” Karlach repeated, breathing on your neck, her hot tongue slipping out after her words and dragging up your throat, “That’s what you really want to hear, isn't it? You want me to be the jealous lover that's got something to prove.”

Why couldn't paladins be one of those classes where you didn't need to put on armor for like an hour? You were already dying to have her body pressed against yours. It was one of those times you deeply considered using a knife to cut the straps off your breastplate. But then you'd need to get it repaired and all that mess. Then again... It was only the straps right?

“If you do as you’re told, I’ll make sure you'll never need to look at another person again,” Karlach hummed, that hand on your breastplate strap moving forward, around the front of your body to flick at the buckles just above your hips, then sliding down further between your legs. “Keep still for me, baby. Don’t look away. Answer me when I ask a question and otherwise stay quiet. I'll take good care of you, right here right now. You just do as you're told, and you'll get everything you want, y/n.”

Well. Who'd say no to that?

Her gloved hand pressed between your thighs and stroked her fingers along your cock. She didn’t wear the heavy-duty gauntlets and thick leather like some of your other companions did. She wore tight cloth gloves, thin and delicate ones, where she had precise control over her fingers. Where she had precise control over where exactly to stroke your cock through your leathers and small clothes. This wasn't intentional of course, it was just that she didn't want to overheat, but it sure was an interesting situation to find yourself praising Dammon's work.

Your breath hitched in your throat. Fuck. Karlach teased you through your clothes, but you kept your eyes forward on her and attempted to follow her rules. She rubbed two of her fingers along your body, along your shaft, stirring the heat in your stomach. The mental struggle to keep your hips still was both torture and incredibly fun.

“You're doing so well, my darling.”

Karlach's fingers finally released the last buckle on your breastplate, carefully removing it from your front and letting it land gently on the ground beside your feet. As you sat up to let the back fall as well, she continued to stroke your cock, her lips on your neck and teeth grazing softly on your skin.

“You're doing so good, baby," she purred.

You hummed approvingly and she chuckled. Her hand still danced up between your thighs, caressing your balls and gliding along your shaft. Expertly, as if she had done it a thousand times, she tugged the buckle of your belt undone.

“Ooh, look at you! You're so hard for me, aren't you y/n?”

Oh, fucking fuck. That went straight down your body and into your cock. Your eyes fluttered and Karlach must’ve caught the edge of your eyelashes moving as she spoke, and she smirked as she sat up to look into your eyes. You felt her fingers move as she grinned with satisfaction. She undid your belt and pushed it open, undoing your button, buckle, and ties on your trousers.

Karlach's fingers pushed beneath the waistband of your trousers and your small clothes, and her glove stroked along your cock in a slow steady motion. She made a small sound in your ear – you were already leaking and dripping over her hand. She had barely touched you and only whispered a few sweet little praises into your ear and she already had you making a mess of yourself.

“I’ve barely touched you, y/n,” she murmured to you and your eyes fluttered again. The thought of your companions momentarily entered your mind as your focus became blurry. Kinda made it hotter, if you were being honest. “You’re enjoyin’ this, aren’t you, hmm? This whole day, even before the charm hit you, you were playing around and teasing me when really… you just needed a reason to behave.”

“Karlach—”

“Quiet.”

Your mouth fell shut as her hand stroked your cock and she dragged her other hand up along your thigh. The pad of her finger swirled along the head and rubbed up and down steadily. Your knees weakened slightly, and you sagged against the wall, your fingers digging into the stone to steady yourself. Karlach chuckled. She let you fall forward and just pressed herself closer, lifting her thigh and grinding it up between your legs. She guided one of your hands beneath the waist of her own leathers, letting your fingers explore so that you were damn well aware of exactly what kind of effect you were having on her.

Your fingers pressed into her clit and a small sound of appreciation came from her throat. She smiled at you as your fingers glided along her labia, dipping between to smear the slick and swirl around her entrance. You swallowed thickly as her teeth nipped at your neck.

“Everything okay, y/n?” She asked playfully, as if she didn't already know the answer. You wanted to answer, give her a little sass maybe, but with her hand on your cock like that and your fingers nearly in her cunt it didn't seem like the best time.

“Y-Yeah… of course I’m alright.”

“Got me worried there," She teased, flicking at the bite mark she'd left with her tongue.

Her free hand slipped beneath to massage your balls and your breath caught. Before you could make a sound her lips were on yours and her tongue was stuffed inside against yours. Tasting and testing what she could get away with, she pulled back and smirked at you.

“Careful now! Wouldn't want to get caught now, hmm?” she whispered.

Slowly, that single finger on your cock head moved in slow circles. She stirred the heat in your stomach slowly, like a cauldron bubbling and boiling. She rocked her hips forward, suffocating you with her entire being; her hot breath against your ear, her pussy against your fingers, your finger on her clit… you were drowning in her. It was difficult to breathe in the cool and damp cave air.

There was a particularly loud laugh from someone in the group outside of the cave and you heard Gale trying to shush Astarion. Were they joking about the two of you? Maybe they were jealous? That would certainly make this whole thing more fun.

“They're right outside,” Karlach whispered with a giggle, "I bet you think they're jealous too, hmm?"

“Y-yeah, I was thinkin' that," you murmured through a gasp for air.

“Just wait until they hear the noises I rip out of you.”

The thought made your cock twitch and Karlach cooed appreciatively. It felt good, almost as good as Karlach teasing you. The sigh that left you was tell-tale and self-explanatory. Karlach chuckled again.

“Too much teasing, baby?”

"I'll tell you when it's too much," you hissed back with a smirk, your head tipping back against the stone wall, "C'mon, let's get this going.

Karlach clicked her tongue disapprovingly, “And here I thought you were goin’ to actually behave.”

Her hand that had snuck up your shirt withdrew from your chest and she yanked down on the front of your leathers, ripping your trousers and underwear down in one quick move to show off your whole front. You couldn’t stop her, and her heavy hand clapped loudly against the bare skin of your upper thigh. A gasp came from your mouth, her fingers and palm both massaging and sinking into the flesh of your ass.

“You just can’t help yourself. Mouthy little bitch.”

The venom she spat on that last word made you shiver.

“You want me to fix your shitty attitude, don’t you? Want someone to put you in your fuckin’ place.”

The hand on your ass slid to the small of your back and she pushed you forward. It was the perfect angle for her to back up onto your cock– if she'd ever give it to you that is. Karlach kept you there with her powerful arms and you stayed there, her hand returning to your ass.

“You want to behave don't you, but you don’t want to act right at all,” Karlach muttered, more to herself than to you… but she was right. It was far more fun to be mouthy and to disobey than to swallow your pride and actually do as you were told. Especially when it was her.

Her hand spread over your ass and the hand on your cock moved down to tease your balls again. She stroked over them, gently cupping and moving them between her fingers. She leaned down, breathing a huff of hot breath onto your tip.

"Mmnn!"

“I bet I could make you cum in about twenty seconds, right darling?" She purred before pointing her tongue and flicking around the crown of your dick.

Your eyes were trained on hers, the light in them practically lighting your heart on fire. Was she wrong? Probably not. Your cheeks were flushed, your breath coming in ragged gasps. She'd been teasing you so long at this point. She was smirking to herself too, her tongue swirling on your cock head.

Her lips parted, sliding over your tip just enough. Oh shit. A moan left your mouth, something soft and quiet but it felt so loud in your ears. Your expression softening, the weakness showing in your face, and Karlach didn't miss it at all. She watched you slowly crumble, softly rubbing her lips all over your head. Your hips bucked reflexively as she flicked her tongue along the sensitive slit, her free hand unbuckling her belt.

Your head was swimming as you watched her undo her belt and shimmy her pants down around her thighs. Her tongue slid across her teeth, a wicked smirk on her face as your eyes soaked her in. She knew you wouldn't look away any time soon.

“Look at your fuckin’ face.”

You lifted your eyes from her pussy to her face and her eyes were watching you the entire time. She stepped back up to you, one hand on either one of your thighs, and her growl rumbled in her chest. God, the smile on her face was killer.

"You want this, right?" She asked again, damn well knowing what your answer would be.

"Absolutely." You huffed.

She canted her hips forward, taking your cock between her thighs, making sure you felt her slide against every inch of your cock. Goosebumps raced over your body, and you weren’t sure if it was because you were cold or hot.

“Say what you want, y/n," she commanded, biting her lip as her eyes fluttered shut. The sensation was clearly getting to her just as much as you.

You turned your face away, trying not to grin. She'd give up first.

“Y-Yes, please," you said, more a whimper than you meant.

“… are you alright, sweetheart?” she asked with a smirk.

“Yeah… yeah, I’m fine," you lied.

“Well, well, darlin’. I must say I’m surprised you’re holdin’ it together so well," She praised, making sure to press your cockhead just enough against her entrance to get some of that intoxicating pressure.

In truth, you were barely clinging on. You gripped onto the wall behind you with your hand, fingers digging into the hard stone. All of your focus was on Karlach's pussy pressing up against your cock, teasing back and forth, her hand moving to slide right between your thighs to cup your balls, coating the top of your length with how slick she was.

“Tell me what you want, and I’ll let you fill my pretty little cunt," she whispered.

You choked a groan back. You hung your head. You couldn’t. You couldn’t. Well, you could, but what fun would that be? How long could she keep this up, right? Eventually she'd give in. Definitely before you would, right? You weren't even sure you were convincing yourself.

“Come on," she chuckled.

You whimpered and your nails crumbled some of the stone again. You hissed through your teeth, resolve crumbling. Karlach leaned closer, pressing her body down against yours. Her skin was so hot, the fire burning in her heart nearly lighting up the cave more than the single lantern nearby. It was like she was surrounding you with her heat as the crown of your cock lined up with her pussy. So damn close. You probably could have just lifted onto your toes and done it yourself, but then again...

“Say you want me," she demanded, a playful lilt in her voice.

Fuck it. You broke, and gasped out, "Karlach, please. I want you.”

She positively growled against your neck and the rumble vibrated through you too. She stood back up to her full height and lifted one thigh to brace her knee in the wall beside you, one hand guiding your cock into her, the other finding purchase on the wall beside your head. Gently, she pushed you inside her. She was met with resistance only for a moment, but when the head of your dick popped into her, you groaned with relief. Feeling her finally clench around you felt so divine, it was exactly what you needed.

Exactly what she needed too. You couldn't miss that gasping breath. Her eyes were half-lidded, lips parted and cheeks flushed darker.

This was it. It was too late to go back now.

“Gods be damned, y/n," she breathed.

For a second, Karlach just held herself still, relishing in the warmth of your cock in her pussy. It became uncomfortable for you. You ached for more, needed her to move on you more. There was an itch burning in the pit of your stomach that only she could sate.

Moving one hand to your shoulder, Karlach steadied herself and then pushed down deeper and deeper. Slowly, you filled her, and fuck, she purposely clenched down. As if it wasn't already enough. She was holding back her moan, soft broken gasps landing on your face as she tried to look into your eyes. You glanced down, looked at your connection, and closed your eyes.

“Eyes on me, darlin’," she huffed.

Regrettably, you raised your head, blinking through the dizzying haze to keep your eyes on the darked haired woman currently toying with you. But really, it was almost as much torture for her than you. Delayed gratification or something, right? Something like that.

Once she had you sunken halfway into her, Karlach stayed still again. Her pussy clung onto you, stretched just enough. Well maybe more than usual, it had been a few days. You weren't even all the way in yet, but you could tell she'd already noticed the difference. The wall behind you on your back hurt a little as she pressed against you… but of course it did. Didn't matter though. Sex with her wasn't right if it didn’t hurt at least a little bit whether that was from her roughness or the heat coming off of her. You were only surprised that it wasn’t rougher already. She was usually so much more eager.

“Feelin' good yet, baby?” she asked softly, "Need me to move, don't you?"

“Y-Yes," you stammered, your hands finally giving up on keeping to yourself. They glided up her ribs and she let her head tip back just a little, her teeth clenching onto her lip with a hiss.

She growled again. And then she began to move. Karlach dragged her pussy back, all the way to the tip and then sank back onto you. You immediately arched beneath her and her chest rumbled with deep satisfaction. You did as you were told. You stared at her through the haze as your fingers slipped beneath her top. Your palms swirled gently on her nipples, your fingers splayed out over her breasts and earned yourself a moan of approval.

Leaning forward, you nudged her face up with your nose to kiss her deeply. You were sure she'd deny you, but instead she gratefully accepted it, her tongue meeting yours like it was going to wrestle yours into submission.

You both gasped and moaned as she pulled back, fucking herself on your cock steadily but roughly. She wasn’t gentle, just consistent with her speed. Her fingers gripped at your shoulders and she pulled you forward to meet her thrusts down, pushing in deeper with each thrust of your cock.

“Karlach, is everything alright?” Shadowheart's voice broke through the gasps from the cave entrance.

“Oh, absolutely," Her voice was steady as if she wasn’t currently holding her lover buried balls deep inside her. How on earth was she this good?

“Are you going to join us soon?” Shadowheart called, although you could certainly hear the others insisting she not keep talking to Karlach.

Karlach hummed, “Not yet.”

“Well, alright,” Shadowheart called with more than a hint of frustration.

Karlach didn’t reply and instead just laughed, slowing her thrusts to give you a chance to breathe. Your hand was gripping at the wall again, trying to push yourself up into a better position. It almost crumbled beneath you with the way that Karlach was dragging you back and forth and jolting your body up against it..

“She has no idea,” she said, with a breathless chuckle, “She has no fuckin’ idea… what we're doing in here. Innocent little thing.”

She slammed forward to take you to the hilt and a near-scream tore from you. You clamped a hand over your own mouth to silence yourself. You were determined not to disobey at least that much, just because you did feel a little bad about apparently kissing that wizard. You didn't remember it, but it still felt bad that it hurt Karlach's feelings.

Karlach began a faster pace, slamming into you, the buckle of her belt bruising through your trousers into your thighs from where she pounded into you again and again and again. The head of your cock met her cervix over and over and you knew she was feeling that dull ache she loved so much.

She hadn't fucked you like this before. Rough and fast wasn't unusual, but it was as if you were just a thing to be toyed with. That was exactly what she was doing to you. She was toying with you.

“God I love your cock,” she moaned, the praise going straight to your brain. Your eyes fluttered again and you struggled to keep them on the woman grinding on your body. “Never done it in a cave before, yeah? And look at you… you were made to be fucked, weren't you?”

You whimpered.

Heat built in your stomach, that familiar feeling of an orgasm building. But it had never come this fast before. Usually it took far longer to get you to this point – you were usually dripping in sweat, hair in your face, lips against hers. But this was far more raw. She didn’t kiss you, didn’t hold your body lovingly, or worship you. No. She was just fucking you this time.

“So good… so good for me," she breathed against your neck.

Karlach was losing herself in her own selfish pleasure, gripping onto your body so tightly that if she squeezed anymore, she might have crushed your shoulders. She tipped her head back and let out a throaty groan, letting the heat and satisfaction of taking control wash over her. Her eyes flickered between your face, her pussy taking your cock, and her tits bouncing against your chest.

“Make yourself cum. Cum on my cock," You couldn't help but groan out the words, your fingers lacing together and pushing back your hair to the top of your head and holding there.

One of your arms slid from the wall, pressing between your bodies, and circled her clit. It didn’t matter anymore. There was no going back now, and she wasn't pressing the rules anymore. And so, why not just enjoy it?

Your hips drove your cock into her, rough and fast, slamming against her cervix. She yelped, a smile spreading on her face.

“Fuck yes, y/n!”

“Mmhmm, damn Karlach...”

Your fingers quickened even faster around her clit. There was something so fucking hot about Karlach forgetting about everything else, even everyone else, all so that she could fuck you. Your knees buckled and you sagged, almost falling to the ground but Karlach’s grip on you was relentless – she wasn’t going to let you fall. Her pace doubled and you felt your balls start to squeeze threateningly.

“That’s it, that’s it, oh god baby… You like it when I clench down on your cock? Ohh, fuck, you’re getting so loud… hah, they might hear you,” she chuckled. You couldn’t keep your eyes open any longer and your head dropped to lean against her shoulder, chasing your orgasm desperately, almost there, just almost, almost—

Stars danced behind your closed eyelids as she came around your cock. Her pussy squeezed tight, and you slammed all the way into her. Her howl was animal-like, feral, absolutely visceral as she milked you for all that you were worth. In that moment, you wanted nothing more than to feel your hot cum filling her up, pumping into her. You could deal with the guilt later.

“Oh my god, good girl, you… you’re squeezin’ my fuckin’ cock… fuckin’ fuck, come here," You gasped out.

You gripped onto her and even as she was still cumming, you fucked her. You didn’t care about her cries anymore, didn’t care about her pleading with you to ‘stop’ because it was ‘too sensitive’. You fucked her through her orgasm, pushing you both beyond pleasure and into sheer ecstasy. Her knees buckled beneath completely and you caught her in your arms to keep it up.

“y/n—”

“Almost—”

You groaned openly, close to your own orgasm. When she sobbed one last time, trying to pull away from you, you yanked her back, shoved the crown of your cock right up against her cervix and spilled yourself into her. You felt her pussy throb around you, jumping as rope after hot rope painted her insides white, your seed spilling as deep as possible inside of her. You didn’t let go, making sure she was completely flush to you the entire time as you came inside of her.

You felt like you were melting. “I’m gonna fucking ruin you for anyone else,” you groaned, panting for breath. “Make your body remember my cock.”

Your cum was all the way inside, the last few judders and thrusts of your hips making sure that none of it was going to leak out of her.

The sound of blazing fire struck both of your ears.

It was roaringly loud, and it startled you. It almost deafened you, eardrums ringing, head bolting up to chase the source of the sound.

You heard Gale shout something, followed by Wyll calling for everyone to grab their weapons. Something drastic had clearly happened outside and Karlach was on the same page as you, already hopping down off you to shimmy her pants up. She steadied her trembling legs as you both quickly began to buckle your armor back on and slip on your gauntlets.

"Shit," she mumbled, her fingers fumbling over one by your side, "Stupid armor..."

Belts back on, ties fastened, gloves back on, a frenzy of dressing before you rushed out towards the daylight again with your weapons in hand. But just before you burst out though the opening, Karlach gripped your shoulder. She turned you to face her and kissed you deeply, a smirk on her lips as she parted from you and leapt into the battle with her war cry. You couldn't help but laugh, shaking your sweat-damp hair out off your forehead.

"Shit... Are there any casters this time?" You asked with a grin, looking over at Gale who only rolled his eyes.

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