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lady-dimmadome · 3 years
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*crashes into wall* I heard you were taking Heisenberg x reader requests? >:3c How about reader teasing Heisenberg through a very long meeting with the other lords (brushing against his inner thigh, sexy glances and winks, maybe an innuendo or two) and he finally gets back at them when they return to the factory?
(I hope I do your request justice! This one is gonna be a two parter, so be on the lookout for that! Thank you for the request!)
*WARNING* this fic contains NSFW content! Reader discretion is advised!
Karl knew he shouldn't have gave in and brought you along with him. He never should have fallen for your dumb, adorable puppy dog eye pouty face, but alas, he was a weak man when it came to you. And now, he was suffering the consequences.
Your hand snaked up and down his thigh, hidden under the long table, and occasionally brushed over his growing bulge. He knew it would be a bad idea to even glance over at you, knowing you would have that teasing look on your face. That face you made when he let you take control and allowed himself to be at your whim. Usually, he could easily turn the tables if he wanted to, but here, he really was completely at your mercy.
"Heisenberg! I asked you a question!" Mother Miranda gave him a pointed look. It was usual to see him rather despondent at meetings, but he always answered the questions addressed to him.
"Sorry.. I got a migraine." He tried to discreetly slap your hand away when he shifted to give Miranda his full attention. As much as he hated sucking up, he was afraid he would be found out if he didn't.
You faintly heard Alcina mutter something akin to "pitiful man-thing" before Miranda's voice boomed through the room again.
"I had asked how you're going to keep your lycans in check. The village purge is drawing near and I can't have them running amok before the preparations are complete."
Heisenberg had to physically reel his thoughts in when you firmly caressed his cock through his pants. It took every ounce of willpower to keep him from grinding against your hand.
"Urias is keeping them in the den. They'll be fine 'til I can let them loose."
Miranda slowly nodded, accepting his answer. It seemed as if she was ready to put an end to the meeting, and Angie was starting to get bored, furthering Miranda's decision to dismiss everyone.
You and Karl stayed behind, his iron grip on your wrist keeping your hand over his clothed dick. Once the room cleared, he took a deep breath and locked his eyes with yours. You bit your lip, already knowing he had a punishment waiting for you.
"Want to explain what the fuck that was?" He hissed through gritted teeth.
"I have no idea what you mean.." You tried to sound innocent, but you knew damn well Karl knew better.
He didn't say anything, only clenched his teeth and nodded. Letting go of your wrist, he moved to unbutton his pants and tug his cock out. The tip was dribbling precum as he pumped himself a few times under the table before scooting his chair back a fair amount.
"You know the drill, kitten." He motioned for you to get on your knees in front of him.
You knew he would go ever so slightly easier on you if you cooperate, but it was just to fin not to be a bit bratty.
"And if I don't want to?" Your voice carrying through the room. You knew you were digging yourself a hole, but you couldn't help but rile Karl up.
His nose crinkled a bit, but he took another deep breath and extended his free hand a but, only to yank it back towards him, pulling a metal pipe from the wall and using it to pull you foward. The force of the pipe, although not enough to hurt, caused you to fall foward and to your knees.
Karl motioned to you again, this time with a much more stern expression. He was dead serious, and you knew you wouldn't get to cum at all if you didn't listen now.
You adjusted yourself to kneel right in front of him and set your hands on his spread thighs. He licked his lips at the sight of you on your knees in front of him and made to grip your hair, pushing you down to his cock.
"Suck." Was his only command, and you let out a small moan at the pure authority in his voice. It left no room for argument.
You gave the tip a small lick before going down to the base of his cock and licking a long stripe up the underside and taking as much of him as you could into your mouth, using your hand for what you couldn't fit.
Karl's thighs shook from the pure pleasure you were giving him, and you hadn't even really started yet. It didnt take him long to tighten his grip on your hair and begin to thrust in your mouth, though. He quickly brought you to a gagging, teary eyed mess, only giving you short bursts of respite before pulling you back down. The wet sounds and your gagging, plus the grunts and sighs from Heisenberg, were the only things to be heard in the room.
Karl wanted to pull away, knowing spilling in your mouth would give you satisfaction. He knew this was a punishment and he should stop and drag this out, but there was always time for teasing back at the factory. Now, he was just desperate for release. He looked down at you between his thrusts to see you with your eyes shut, threatening tears. His balls slapped your chin with every foward motion, adding to his pleasure.
Soon, Karl was hunched over, your name spilling from his lips as he shot his load down your throat. He pulled your head close, your nose against his pubes as his dick twitched. You tapped his thigh twice, signaling for him to let you off.
After swallowing his cum, you took a good moment to catch your breath and regain your bearings. Karl had leaned back in his chair and was catching his breath as well. His eyes were closed and faint beads of sweat could be seen dotting his forehead.
After pulling himself together, he tucked his cock back in his pants, ignoring the saliva and leftover cum. He stood, albeit a bit wobbly, and helped you to your feet as well.
"Don't think your off the hook, kitten. You've got a long night ahead of you when we get home." Karl then began to lead you out of the building and back to the factory.
Biting back a smile, you followed him on his beeline home. You couldn't wait for what he had in store for you.
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