Hello everyone! Iām currently in a server looking for chill people to roleplay fnaf security breach! 18+, due to dark and sexual happenings in the server.
Montgomery Gator is taken, but youāre welcome to play as/get with any of the other animatronics/characters! OCs are welcome, and encouraged.
Everyone will likely be on very different schedules, so donāt be impatient. Also boundaries are important, so if you have any or are worried about any just ask.
You can like or message me if you are interested, everyone 18+ is welcome
Hello my lovely Readers! Iām sorry to say that the story will be on a hiatus for an unknown amount of time. I had an idea for the ending of Psychic Attraction, but the build up from where I am now just isnāt as inspiring as it used to be.
I may update it very rarely, but I canāt promise Iāll update it again. I to appreciate the time you guys have taken to read my story, and thank you for the support.
I have an idea for another fan fiction with an OC that Iām creating. Itās in the works, I may create a whole new story or maybe even one shots. But Iām not sure.
I apologize for rambling on and going off topic. But thank all of you for reading! š„°
Psychic Attraction [Karl Heisenberg x Reader(18+)]
The Plan
Welcome to Chapter Nine!
Hello my lovely Heisenwhores! I do hope you guys can forgive the large break I took. A lot of things are changing in my home life.
Hopefully Iāll get the next chapters out real soon! But I hope you guys enjoy!
Warning; Mild Sexual Themes, Cursing, Shit like that ig.
Karl still hadnāt returned. You had already finished your bath, dried off, and were wearing one of Karlās button up shirts. A soft smile on your face as you were sat on his bed. His room was pretty quiet, considering the whole factory was quite loud, and smelled of him. Cigar smoke, faint alcohol, and the lingering smell of grease. The combination was odd, but one that gave you comfort.
Your body felt better than before, the soak and odd medicine give to you by Ethan, you were left rather relaxed. Turning your body, you laid into the sheets. You never got go spend a lot of time in the factory and the noises were rather deafening. But it was his home. His life. Some extra noise wonāt deter you from absorbing his little world.
A soft sigh slipped from your nose as you adjusted yourself to a more comfortable position, pulling the blankets over your body. The warmth only relaxed you further. After the day you had, which you needed considering how insane the day had been. Donna was gone, Salvatore was gone. And now you were planning Mirandaās death with the man who murdered your two closest friends.
The next thing you knew, you were gently being shaken awake. You gave a deep inhale through your nose as you opened your eyes. Confused, you reached towards the personās face only to touch the all to familiar beard.
āMorninā buttercup.ā
Those words were soft, more groggy than usual. Karl was probably tired after working for lord knows how long. A soft smile tugged on your lips as you cupped his face. āMorning..ā You murmured in return before reaching for him to join you in bed.
āNot this time, Damsel. We still have to talk to Ethan Winters more about the plan.ā
A small thought slipped into your mind, bringing your thumb to trace his bottom lip. āBut Karl, I need help.. forgetting about today. Just for a little while.ā Your voice came out as a soft whine, begging for the attention from him.
Hearing a deep exhale from his nose, he leaned further towards you before his lips brushed against your skin. His facial hair tickling as it glided over you. When his digits slid down your chest, lingering over the buttons of your shirt, a soft moan slipped past your lips. His simple touches were always enough to spur you on.
Karl shifted his body, lifting himself before crawling over you. He gave a low hum at the sight under him. Youāre laying on your back, hair a mess from your nap, lips left slightly puckered and pouted together as you looked in his direction. Karl leaned down to press his lips against yours.
His finger slid under the shirt, pushing it up to your waist before gliding his digits back down your thighs. Karl watched as you took in a shaky inhale and bite your lips. The sight simply spurring him on to get more reactions from you.
āNot even wearing a pair of panties? Wow, what the fuck. What wouldāve happened if Winters seen you like this? All nude under my fucking shirt.ā
As sexy as his voice came out, it made you hesitate. Your eyes widened slightly, your lips parting slightly, and you retracted your body just a bit. It was a very subtle reaction but it was one that he noticed. You couldnāt see his face but you could feel his hands stop on the middle of your thighs.
āDamsel? The fuck was that?ā His voice came out a bit softer, but you could hear the curiousness in the tone. Your head shifted to the side slightly as you pulled yourself into a sitting position.
āKarl.. I need to tell you something. Please, promise me you wonāt get mad. Promise?ā
There were a few moments of silence before he let out a breath and responded.
āPromise.ā
You placed your hands on his, leaning in a bit to press your forehead against his. You knew it was something that calmed him at least a little. āEthan came into the washroom, while I was in the bath..ā Giving a soft sigh as your words trailed off. āAt first I thought it was you, but his hands didnāt feel the same. His breath wasnāt the same. He touched me, and at first I didnāt push him away. But reality hit me and I made him leave.ā
Karlās grip on your thighs tightened for a moment before he inhaled deeply through his nose. You leaned a bit closer, your nose brushing against his.
āIām sorry, my love. I made a mistake. Please donāt be to mad.ā You gave a soft sigh as your hands gave his a faint squeeze. āI canāt take it back. I would if I could. And I understand if youāre upset-ā
āIām not upset.ā
His words were almost instantaneous, which confused you. āWhat?ā You asked him. āIām not.. upset. Iām a little pissed, but itās not like youāve had much more than me. I mean. I just. I donāt know what to do.ā
As he spoke you could hear various metal objects in the room shift as they were lifted off the ground, vibrating with the power being pushed into them. You werenāt sure if it was reflecting how Karl was feeling. Your brows furrowed as your lips grazed him.
āAre you mad at me?ā
āYou? No, I can never be mad at you. I could easily kill him. But we need him to kill Miranda.ā His hand came up to caress your jaw. āThatās the only way to get revenge on that bitch for what she did to us.ā
His breath was warm against your face, familiar with the smell of tobacco in his breath. A soft sigh fell past your lips as your fingers interlocked with the hand still on your thigh. āI love you.ā Those words felt like honey dripped off the tongue. Feeling his breath hitch he gave your hand a soft squeeze.
āI love you too.ā
After a few moments of silence, he starts to help you get dressed. Helping you into the new dress he received from the Duke. His rough hands barely grazing you skin. Almost as if you were as fragile as glass. Treating you with the upmost of care.
Once the two of you were decent he led you out of his bedroom, deeper into the factory to the room where his plans were laid out. He had left you alone in there while he went to retrieve Ethan so all of you could talk about the full plan.
The room felt tense when Karl returned with Ethan, the slightly taller manās breathing was harder than it was before. āAlright, well weāre all here.ā Karlās voice echoed the room, before footsteps and slight stumbling came closer to you. You could hear the breath being knocked from Ethanās lungs as he was forced to sit in a chair nearby, turning your head in the direction of the sound.
āAnd now I think we are ready to begin.ā
āWell, Karl, what was the plan?ā You asked while looking towards the direction of his voice.
You could feel Karlās gaze on you as he started talking about the plan. āItās relatively simple. We make it seem like (Y/N) and I disappeared. We already know where Miranda is going to be, at the spot for the ceremony. Just get Ethan there and start the fight between him and Miranda.ā He paused, the sound of his chains clinking together as he walked a bit closer to you. āWhile theyāre fighting we send in the metal army. Taking her completely off guard! We use them to kill her off, and then we could leave.ā
He paused again, his calloused hand rubbing up your back before resting on your shoulder. āAll of us.ā
āAnd you really think thatās going to work?ā
This time, Ethan spoke up. It was clear he was hesitant but maybe he just wanted to know. You could hear Karl give his usual annoyed laugh at the other manās words.
āOf course itās going to work. Iāve been planning for this my entire life. The only change was you showing up, Winters.ā
As they spoke, or rather argued, back and forth, you couldnāt help but think. The plan could work, right? It shouldnāt be to difficult. But there was still the problem with the giant Cadou under the village. Would killing off Miranda get rid of the huge monster entirely, or would they have to do something else about it. You didnāt know what to do.
āThe plans going to work. Tell him, (Y/N).ā
Karlās voice tore you from your thoughts. Giving a soft nod, you agreed. The metal army had grown strong, and with Ethanās mere determination it should work. āWe just need to prepare.ā You stated calmly.
Following your word, Ethan set out to find the Duke and Karl stayed by your side. It would be nice to have a bit of alone time with him to talk. Thatās what needed to be done.
āKarl?ā You received a hum in return. āWhat if.. we donāt defeat her? What happens then?ā You felt him shift, turning to stand in front of you while taking your face into his hands. āNo, no donāt start thinking like that. I promise, Iāll get you out of this safely.ā He said while rubbing the pads of his thumbs against your cheeks.
Over the next few hours you followed Karl around to check on the main fighters of his robotic army. Even going to check on Sturm. Just to ensure everything was intact for the oncoming fight. It all seemed so simple.
Sorry for the late update, I do hope you enjoy it. Things have been complicated, Iām out of state with my family but I didnāt want to leave you guys hanging! Enjoy!
Warnings: uhh, angst. Slight getting played with. Is that how you say it? I dunno.
You were running. As fast as you physically could, the adrenaline pumping through your veins helping you push through the pain your body was experiencing. With step you took you swallowed a deep breath.
It was obvious when you reached the land where Karlās factory stood. The ground was much more flat and dry than the flooded village. The air was less humid but stunk with the smell of the factory smoke. Faint machine whistles could be heard as you got closer to the entrance.
As you wrapped your hand around the handle to the entrance to the large factory, a vision hit you very aggressively.
You were entering a room close to Karlās bedroom, the sound of two very familiar voices rang in your ears. āI said sit!ā That was Karlās voice. As you slowly opened the door you could see Karl standing very close to Ethan, hand still on his shoulder from forcing the man to sit down. A soft desperate noise made it past your lips and both looked towards you. Their angry expressions melted at seeing you. You could see Karlās mouth move, but a ringing started in your ears that drowned him out. Your eyes were locked towards Ethan, whoās eyes held something.. abnormal. He was looking at you with the same eyes Karlās had in your visions. Ethanās cheekbones tinted a shade a red as he continued staring at you.
You were ripped back into reality. What the hell was that?? Your face was leaned against the wood of the door and your hands were gripping the handles tightly. Taking in a hungry breath and exhaling with a soft whimper, you pulled the doors to the factory open.
There was a lingering growling in the air until you fully entered the factory. It fell silent for a few moments, before you could hear soft steps approach you. You felt hot breath on your hand and lifted it slightly. The feeling of thick, dry but greasy hair came into contact with your digits. A few minutes later you felt something grab your wrist and pull you deeper into the factory.
After what seemed like an eternity the Lycan that was pulling you along stopped. Your hand was placed against a door before the beast let go of your wrist and the faint sounds of its footsteps started to fade from where you were standing.
āI said sit!ā Those words could be heard faintly through the door. With hesitance you slowly opened the door, the sound being much more quieter than what was happening in the room.
āLady super sized bitch,ā Heisenbergās voice wasnāt so muffled as you stepped into the room, āUgly ass psycho doll.ā As he spoke the sound of the wall being punctured filled the void. āAnd that moronic freak.ā
āDonāt you get it? Itās a test to see if youāre strong enough to be part of Mirandaās family.ā āI donāt want to be part of Mirandaās family.ā The response came from Ethan, who was clearly over the situation. āWell neither did I, but here we are! And Iām next in line right, then after me is (Y/N), right? Kill us and just move up the chain right? Well fuck that!ā
You could hear part of his cement wall split as his voice shifted. The sound gained a choked out whimper from you, gaining the attention from both of the men. It was silent for a moment but you could feel both of their eyes on you. ā(Y/N)..ā Heisenbergās voice came out rather soft as he soaked in your appearance.
Eyes left bloodshot from your crying, bruises littering every part of your exposed body, dried blood and mud caked all over the from and bottom of your dress. Your lip began to quiver harshly at the mere sound of him saying your name. āS-So you knew..?ā Your voice weakly bounced off the walls of the room, gaining a soft āhuhā from Karl.
āSo you knew he killed Donna and Salvatore and didnāt even try to stop him?!ā Your sudden outburst caused the tension in the room to shift. āAs soon as I found out I tried to help Moreau. Thatās why Iām all fucked up! When I got there I tried to stop him, but Ethan held me back as he fucking killed him!ā A lump of emotion was causing your throat to tighten, a sob stifling through.
āAll I could do was stand there helplessly while Moreau wailed until he couldnāt anymore! And Donna didnāt even want to fight, she just didnāt want to be lonely anymore, and you didnāt even try to help them..?ā Your voice quieted down as the ball of emotion building up began to come through. There you go, crying again.
Footsteps echoed the room, before a familiar pair of sturdy arms wrapped around your torso. A faint whimper slipping past your lips as the smell of cigars and whiskey slipped into your nose. Karl gave your body a faint squeeze and thatās all it took for the emotion to wrack through your body.
The sound of more movement could be heard, the weight lifting from a chair before the chair itself creaked. Karl swung the two of you around and your feel his chest tighten against you. āI-I canāt lose anyone else-ā Your words made both men pause and tense up.
āIf I lose anyone else, Iāll cease to exist..ā Hearing Ethan shift made you think back to the offer he gave you back in the flooded village. āEthan,ā you had to swallow the ball of emotion in your throat, āI-Iāll do what you said, go with you, but you canāt hurt him. You can do anything else, but I canāt loose him.ā
The whole tension in the room shifted, and you could tell Karl was getting mad. āGo with him?ā Heisenbergās voice sounded so clearly annoyed. āSo youāll just leave with him, if he doesnāt fucking kill me?ā Karlās voice grew more annoyed with each word, his grip on you tightening.
āIf she goes, you will too. I just want my daughter back. I have to kill Miranda to do it.ā Ethanās words loosened Karlās grip on you. āI only killed them because they wouldnāt cooperate. I didnāt want to, but I need my daughter back.ā
You could feel Karlās unease from the tension in the room shifting, making the salt and peppered man holding you to sigh. āI suppose we can help each other out then.ā With his hands shifting off your body, his arm rested over your shoulder as he carefully pulled you deeper into the room.
āYou see, Ethan. My plan was going to be me asking you for an alliance anyways. Your baby, Rose, is very powerful. Even Miranda is scared of her.ā Karl spun the two of you around to face the area you came from. āWe can use Rose as a weapon to destroy Miranda. Effectively getting rid of her and the hold this place has on us.ā By āusā you knew he meant you and him. But using a baby as a weapon..?
āIām not using my six month old daughter as a Bioweapon.ā Ethanās response came without a second thought. Said response made Karlās chest tighten against you again. āIām here to rescue my child. Not risk her life. Iām not letting anyone use my child for their selfish needs. I already got rid of the other three lords, with your powers, undead army and my tactics we could be rid of her easily.ā
You knew Ethan was right, hearing the demise of two of the three lords for yourself. But you also knew Karl had a plan, even if it was risky and dangerous for the child. āYou wouldnāt do that if it was our baby, would you..?ā Your question caused silence to fill the room. Uncomfortable silence.
āNo, I.. No.ā was Karlās response before he gave a deep sigh. He couldnāt believe he was going to agree to this. āFine. We can use the army. But we need time to prepare. We have another day or two before the ceremony.ā Karl pulled you closer to his chest. āI just need to fux her up first. Before anything gets infected.ā
Ethanās steps approached the two of you, and you could hear him shifting through his pockets. A few glass bottles tapped together before the blond man spoke. āUse these. I know, itās probably weird, but itās what Iāve been using to survive the shit here.ā
Karl clearly hesitated, but his arm was lifted from your shoulder as he took the bottles from Ethan. āAlright, Ethan Winters. You have yourself a deal. You stay here. Weāll be back.ā With that, Karlās hand grasped yours and you were pulled out of the room. Your lips faintly quivered at leaving the tense room from the weight leaving your chest.
Now you knew Karl wasnāt going to get hurt. Not by Ethan, anyway. You were led pretty far into the factory before a door opened and you were pulled through. The metal door closed behind you and you felt Karl bring his arms around your body. Effectively pulling you into his chest. What surprised you most was the fact that his arms were starting to shake.
The shuddered breath he let out on your shoulder let you know just how scared Karl was. Your brows furrowed as you tried to grasp onto that almost impossible thought. āI thought I lost you. If you wouldnāt have shown up when you did, I wouldāve ripped his damn head off.ā
Hearing those words made you wrap your own arms around Karl. Giving his body a reassuring squeeze before a soft sigh slipped past your lips. āIām not so easy to get rid fo, Karl..ā Your words were soft, trying to reassure him of your safety.
Your adrenaline was starting to come down and the pain from your injuries started to come in. Your knees started to feel weak so you leaned further into Karl so your weight could be less heavy on your knees. With a shaky sigh you pulled your arms away from him.
āCan you help me take off my dress? I.. I want to be cleaned up.ā āOf course..ā His response came out after as he led you a bit deeper into the room, before having you carefully sit on a bed. The bed shifted beside you as Karl sat down, beginning to untie the back of your dress. As it loosened it started to slide down your shoulders, soon revealing your bruised up arms.
You could feel just how bruised they were from all the man handling youāve had in the past few hours. Your started to pull the dress from your form with Karlās help, slowly revealing more bruises and open wounds before the dress was pooled down at your feet. The bed shifted besides you again, Karl having gotten up and making his was across the room.
As he came back and dat beside you, you could feel his arms lingering on your form. The feeling of a warm rag pressing to your cheek made you flinch at first, but slowly lean into it. Karl was gentle as he wiped the dirt and blood from your face. After that you could hear him twist the cap off of a bottle before a much colder rag was placed against your wounds.
The feeling of the chemical touching the cuts on your face made you let out a slight hiss, followed by a whimper. āI know, I know..ā Came Karlās voice this time trying to reassure you. But the pain in your face started to fade. After your pain started to leave your face he started to wipe down the other wounds you had. Some of your hands, your stomach, and your legs. Most of the pain started to subside besides the bruises that were left.
āSo, he tried to make a deal with you?ā Karlās voice and question took you a bit off guard. But you gave a nod in response. āIt was after he killed Moreau. I was wailing, and screaming from the mere loss of someone I held dear to me. He kept trying to calm me down.. and he offered me freedom. He didnāt plan on killing me. But I rushed here to make sure he wouldnāt hurt you. If I wouldāve lost you..ā
Your voice trailed off, unable to even finish the sentence. This earned a soft sigh from Karl. The conversation was quickly shifted from that. āUh, I donāt have any dresses for you to wear. I think the Duke is in the building, and I could probably get one from him. But for now..ā Your could hear the rustling of clothes before his shirt was placed over your shoulders.
āPut that on. I have some plans to work on, and get the army ready. But you can have a bath while you wait..ā
A faint smile tugged on your lips at the offer, bringing the fabric of the shirt closer to you. āYeah.. Iād like that.ā You said with a soft hum. Karl stood up beside you, helping you into his shirt before buttoning it up.
He led you out of the room, your bare feet tapping against the cold floors of the factory. The journey to the bathroom wasnāt far, in fact it was quite close. The door opened and you were brought inside.
The sound of water running made you let out a soft sigh, ready to relax in the water. A tired smile was left on your lips as you heard him shuffling around the room. The usual smell of rustic metal and grease started to change to something more floral. Something you didnāt quite expect.
Karl returned to you, sliding the shirt and your undergarments off of your form. āI planned on using this stuff on a.. better occasion. But you need it now.ā His words made your brows furrow and your tired smile widen slightly.
You were helped into the bath before he said his goodbyes, offering a kiss and caress of the face before the door opened and closed again. Leaving you alone with your thoughts in the hot bath.
After what felt like an eternity of you simply sitting in the water and exploring your mind you heard the door open again. The sound pulling you out of your thoughts. āKarl?ā You called out. āYouāre back sooner than I thought.ā
Unbeknownst to you Ethan was standing in the doorway. Stuck frozen at the sight of you in the tub, the slight bubbles in the bath just barely hiding your.. womanly essence from his eyes. His face started to shift to a shade of red as his feet started to bring him closer to you.
You could hear the shifting of fabrics before footsteps stopped behind you. That was.. unusual. Karl at least speaks to you in return. You could feel calloused, slightly softer hands glide over your shoulders, pushing your hair out of the way to expose more of your neck. The reality of the fact this wasnāt Karl made your body tense up.
āEthan..?ā Your hesitantly spoke out, the man offering a gentle hush close to your ear. What the hell was this feeling that bubbled in your stomach. You knew this was wrong but you didnāt want him to stop.
His hands dipped into the water, the side of his face pressing against yours, the slight prickles of oncoming facial hair tickling your cheek. One of his hands lingered close to your chest, the other dipping further down towards your pelvis. The feeling of his softer yet still calloused hands left goosebumps in their wake.
One of his hands started to grope and slightly massage your breast while the other ran over your slit. His digits dancing against your skin making you give a shaky inhale at the mere feeling. Using his right hand to roll your hard nipple between his fingers while his left started to play with your clit.
Your hips shifted, legs opening a bit wider as if letting him in. What the hell were you doing? You were with Karl. You are with Karl. With a shaky exhale you muttered āstopā, which caused him to freeze his movements.
āI.. I canāt do this. I wonāt do this..ā Your voice was left softer from the soft breaths you were drawing in. Ethanās hands started to pull away from you. āIām sorry. I uh, overstepped, didnāt I?ā His question made your brows furrowed. Of course he did, but so did you.
āPlease leave.ā Your response was met with no words, just the sound of him standing up and making his way out of the room. As the door shut behind him tears started to pool into your eyes again. What the hell just happened? What were you going to do now?
Welcome to Chapter Seven, lovely readers! I know itās been a while since the last update but.. here we are! Warning, I made this angsty, and confusing, but other than that itās all good! Hope you enjoy!
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Warnings: Uh mentions of death, I donāt think thereās really anything else- oh uh, ANGSTY. Iāve been feeling rather angsty lately so here you go-
Nightmares. Youāve been plagued with nightmares since the beginning. There was a break, a small time where youād wake up calm, but since his arrival youāve gotten them again. And it was even worse now.
You had woken in a cold sweat, sitting up suddenly in your bed. You could feel the dry tears on the sides of your face and the lingering tears in your eyes. While you were busy trying to catch your breath you felt the bed beside you shift. A warm hand cupping you cheek, turned you in Karlās direction.
ā(Y/N), hey. Itās just a nightmare. Youāre okay now, youāre safe.ā
His words came out soft, groggy with a lack of use as he laid beside you for hours. This was the first time youāve had nightmares around him and it left you feeling so weak. You never wanted him to see you like this.
You didnāt know how long he was awake, but knew that the fact that the other lords didnāt require sleep like you did. He probably just laid there, watching you have your nightmares for hours. And he did. Knowing if he woke you up suddenly from something like that then youād be left on edge the entire day.
Without another word you climbed out of bed, gripping the front of the damp shirt Karl had let you sleep in. Your brows knitted together as you made your way to the kitchen. The sound of his heavy footsteps against the hardwood floors trailed after you to ensure you werenāt going to do anything stupid.
Rather, you just filled a kettle with water and placed it on the stove. Turning up the heat before stepping back with a low sigh. You just needed some tea, something to help calm your frantic mind and heart. Itās just always been a cycle that you canāt find a way to break.
You felt his rough hands slide around your torso, drawing you back into his chest while a low sigh slipped past his lips. āKarl,ā You started, āhow long was I having the nightmare for?ā Your question wasnāt answered right away, rather it was silent for a few moments.
āI donāt know. I just watched your face contort and listened when you were whimpering and whispering. It wasnāt that long. But I just couldnāt yank you out of it, youād be on edge all day. That paired with the fact your eyes are broken wouldnāt be so great.ā
Giving a weak nod in response you let your eyelids slowly close. Some tea would be nice, maybe you could stop the Duke to see if he had any useful wares right now. The sound of the kettle whistling brought you out of your trance. You slipped from Heisenbergās arms and took it off the heat, pouring it into a mug before feeling around in the cabinet for some tea. You grabbed the small bag of citrus tea and added it to the hot mug.
Heavy, warm arms snaked around your waist and pulled you into Karlās sturdy chest. His lips leaving little butterfly kisses along your neck and shoulders. It was odd just how calming it was, feeling his gentle kisses, held in his arms, as you waited for the water to heat up. A nice little change.
The whistling of the kettle broke you from your little trance, his arms loosening on you as you stepped away to pull the kettle from the stove. You poured yourself a cup, deciding to pour one for Karl too. With the cups filled you held one out to him, waited for him to grab it, before making your way to the small couch in your living space. You carefully sat down, pulling your feet onto the cushions. The seating shifted when Karl sat beside you but it didnāt both you.
The two of you sat in silence for hours, the only change was your shuffling to lean into his wide built form. Your head rested against his shoulder, his arm around your waist, and your legs rested over his lap. Time just went by while the two of you relaxed with one another. It was a nice change of pace.
Sounds of few birds outside your cabin helped signify it was morning. You had plans for the day, mostly going to visit the Duke and see if he had any new wares. But getting up from Karl was no easy task.
He tried to keep his hold on you, enjoying the warmth that was shared. But you had to explain why you had to go out. Karl was admittedly unsettled with the thought of you going out to the village alone but he wouldnāt try to stop you. As you went and got dressed an uneasy feeling settled in your stomach.
Something just wasnāt going to go good today. But you pushed that feeling to the back of your mind as you made your way to the main living area. The sound of Karlās gruff voice slightly startled you from the otherwise silent room.
āI have to take a trip to the Factory. When youāre finished with the Duke, head there. I have something I have to show you.ā
You could practically hear the grin that adorned his face. His heavy steps approached you before the feeling of his lips and facial hair brushed against your forehead as he pressed a kiss to the center. āBe careful.ā Was the last thing he said before making his way back to the room to gather his clothing.
āI will.ā You called back to him before making your way out of the cabin. The trek to Dukeās area in the village felt longer than usual. The fact that the village itself was more silent than usual made a wave of anxiety wrack at your insides.
Duke was sitting inside his cart when you arrived, and at hearing your footsteps you could hear him pulled his body out the back to face you. āAh, lord (Y/N). Itās a pleasure seeing you again. Are you here to have a chat or check out my new wares?ā
āA bit of both, Duke.ā Your response was quieter than you meant, quickly clearing your throat to hide the slight embarrassment that caused. āI wanted to ask if youāve seen the foreigner, Ethan Winters. And what his plan is.ā
Your question was reward with a soft laugh and clap of his hands. āAh yes, Ethan Winters. He sure has made a lot of progress is finding his daughter.ā He paused for a moment before giving a hum. āHe already has three of the five flasks. Unfortunately that has come at a bit of a cost, but heās very adamant on finding his daughter.ā
His wording made your brows visibly furrow as it started to process. āCome at a cost..?ā As those words left your tongue your stomach curled in fear. āDuke, what has he done?ā
āWell, lord (Y/N). I have to inform you that he has been rid of Lady Dimitrescu and her daughters, as well as Donna and Angie.ā Those words made your whole body feel like it was cracking like glass.
āDonna..ā As her name slipped past your lips you could feel the tears begin to swell in your eyes. Donna Benevento was one of the kinder Lords, besides Moreau, and one that you grew attached to over the years. You cared for Lady Dimitrescu, but you were far more bonded with Donna. A harsh, silent, sob wracked your chest.
āYes. Last I saw him, he was heading towards the flooded village to try to get the next flask from Moreau. If you want to save him, you must hurry. Who knows what would happen if you didnāt make it in time.ā
The thought of losing Moreau, after already loosing Donna was to much to bare. You turned on your heel, lifted the from of your dress, and started to dash towards the flooded village. Calling back a loud āthank youā as you did so.
With how, well, flooded that part or the village was it was hard to go through the terrain without falling a few times. Landing in mud, into rocks, puddles, and all of it started to coat your dress. But that was the furthest thought from your mind.
Gunshots rang through the village, followed by wails and the sound of something huge slamming into wooden building. You headed in that direction without thinking. There were a fee times you practically face-planted into remaining debris but the sound of Moreauās gurgled voice led you in the right direction.
The same phrases continued to ring out, āWhy, mother?ā and āDonāt you love me, mother?ā followed by loud crashing, gunshots, and wailing. As you got closer your boots sunk into the water. An explosion caused you to stumble back and fall onto your backside, your heart left hammering in your chest.
āSalvatore!ā Your voice seemed to barely make any noise, making you cry out in pure frustration.
āDonāt look at me that way!ā Moreauās voice bounced loud against the debris that littered the whole area. Another gunshot rang out, making you tun in that direction. All seemed to halt when you came inti view, mud and water covering most of your body, tears trickling down your face as you took in hungry, desperate breaths.
āMoreau!ā You called out again, running in the direction the noise was just moments before. Suddenly a force halted your movements. Your body ran into a tall, lean back causing the wind to be knocked out of your body.
āWhat the hell are you doing here!?ā The more authoritative male voice asked in frustrated confusion. When you tried to step around him he moved in front of you again.
āDonāt hurt him! Donāt hurt Salvatore!ā
Your voice dripped with genuine pain, not wanting to loosing anyone else. A harsh sob escaped your lips, tears dripping off your face. You could hear Moreauās pained groans as his true form tried to revert to their normal state. With a shove, you moved from Ethan to try to get to Moreau, but you were yanked back with more force than you were expecting.
A gunshot busted close to you, and a loud explosion followed after it. You could hear Salvatore scream in agony before a loud thud shook the earth around you. Your mouth was left agape, there were no more pained noises, rather just the smoke settling after the explosion.
Your body was left in shock, knees buckling in until you fell onto the ground. Your fists slammed into the wet floor as you began to wail out in despair. Never in your life did you expect to have so many taken from you. Ones you were taught to believe are indestructible.
The water sloshed behind you as Ethan kneels to try to pull you up, but you fought against him. Hitting him, shoving him, just trying to keep him away from you. None of this is what you saw. You never thought this would happen.
āYou really donāt understand whatās happening here..ā Ethanās voice was raspy, and as ragged as his breathing. āHe tried to kill me first, I just want my daughter back, why canāt you just give her back to me??ā His voice sounded angry, frustrated but.. desperate.
You turned to him, sure your face was showing the anguished anger that was boiling in your stomach. āI think youāre the one that doesnāt understand.ā Your words were shaky, but dripped with venom.
āMother Miranda made all of us who we are. She rescued us. All of us! Sheās trying to bring back her daughter, none of us lords would be a good vessel for her Eve! Theyāre my family, all that I have, and youāre taking them away from me when you donāt even know what your daughter is!ā
Your words were met with silence, and you just continued on. āYou donāt even know what you are! Youāre the one that doesnāt understand how powerful Mother Miranda is. She doesnāt take kind of treachery!ā
As you struggled to get to your feet, you leaned your weight against some debris that managed to stay up. Another harsh sob jolted your chest, whole body left quivering at the mix of powerful emotions that flowed through you in those moments.
Your anger began to bubble down, leaving you feeling weak. Your lips started to quiver while you held back more sobs. You could hear his feet pushing the water as he moved closer to you. The mere feeling of his hands cupping your face made you visibly try to flinch from him. He smelled of gunpowder, man musk, and something earthy.
His thumbs wiped the tears from your face, offering wordless attempts at comfort. You couldnāt calm down though. You were terrified, mortified, by the gentle touches of this brutish man. He just killed most of the people you cared for most, what else could you expect.
After a few extra minutes of silence his words felt more hushed than earlier. āI can offer you a way out of here, (Y/N)..ā
His words made your lip quiver harder as your lips parted. āWhat..ā Your voice was groggy from your crying fit and the lump of emotion that lingered in your throat.
āIām getting rid of Miranda, and taking Rose back. Iām offering you a way out of here, with me. To leave this village aside to experience the real world.ā
His words felt so.. alien. Unthought of. Get rid of Mother Miranda? That was an outlandish idea. But so was killing the other lords.
āIām not going anywhere without Karl. Iāll go, as long as you spare him, I canāt go on if I lose him.ā
You were practically begging for Karl to be soared by this murderer. Tears continued to pour down your cheeks as he stared into your milky white orbs. Your hands reached up to grab his wrists, as a vision suddenly hit you.
You were seeing in third person, entering Karlās factory in your disheveled state. The dress you were wearing was ruined, torn in various places from the many times you tripped and stumbled, caked in mud. Your face was in worse shape, your lip left busted and a black eye forming from when you fell face first into some debris. Bruises were forming on your cheeks as your ace was stained with dirt and tears. You were approached by various Lycans as the sniffed towards you. One approached you, leaning towards your hands before nudging it with its head. As you moved your hand, it leaned into your touch before grabbing your other hand to guide you further into the factory.
As the vision ended you were death gripping Ethanās wrists, of which were locked to your face, his fingers twitching against your skin as he continuously asked if you were okay. But his words sounded like they were in water, you took in a hungry breath as your head fell forward. You were desperate to try to catch your breath after that vision. Ethan tried to have you look at him, continuing to ask you questions about your well being.
āLeave me alone..ā Was all you could muster between your hungry breaths of air. āWha-ā
āI said to leAVE me alone!ā Your voice cracked part way through, leaving you sounding more weak than you meant to. āI.. I need to be alone, Ethan Winters. Please just.. go..ā
You could hear his body move a bit away from you. āOkay just.. think about what I said.ā With that, his wet steps started to go further and further away as he made his way to the exit. Once he was far enough away you simply buckled in on yourself.
The debris behind you caught you so you wouldnāt fall back, knees slamming into the water as your leaned into yourself. Your head resting in your hands while leaning your upper body towards the murky ground. Sobs continued to fill the otherwise silent space around you, making you realize just how alone you were in those moments.
All you had left was Karl.. Karl!
You had to hurry to him, scared that if you didnāt heād be the next one you find dead or being killed. This just couldnāt be happening.
Hello readers, and others, Iām sorry about the lack of an update. Iāve got a lot on my plate, with a new job and house searching, with writers block on top of that.
Sorry this isnāt an update, I should have one out soon though! Take care, and stay hydrated you Hiesenwhores āŗļø
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Warning, this does have physical violence, and verbal violence! Some implied sexual interactions, but at this point you should be kind of prepared.
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Over the next few hours your interactions with Ethan Winters were very short, mostly with him left sitting in silence while you were to nervous to speak up. The air in the room felt heavy, thick with tension that could be cut with a knife. It gave you an uneasy feeling.
You couldnāt see the look on his face as he sat there, but you could imagine it. He was probably angry with everything. He kept mentioning his daughter, how she was taken, but you havenāt seen a baby. But the timeline he was giving you was matching up to closely to the upcoming ceremony.
It made you start thinking of the flasks all the lord were given, and as you carefully stood to retrieve it you felt the cold barrel of a gun against your back. The feeling made you tense up and hold you hands out in to keep them in his view.
āI.. I just need to grab something.ā Your voice felt so loud compared to the heavy silence that filled your home. After a few moments the cold barrel was removed from your back.
āHurry up. I donāt want to do something weāll both regret.ā His words were cold, and it made you hurry back towards your bedroom.
The flask was carefully set on your nightstand, grabbing the cool glass jar before making your way back out to the main room. You felt his eyes shift from your face to the flask held in your hands. Making your way back to your seat and setting the container on the table, your fingers guided over the symbol on the lid.
Fingers traced over the shape of a womanās head, eyes covered with a blindfold while hands reached out to the sides. It was the symbol you were assigned when you were given the title as a lord. Something you had grown quite familiar with over the years, and it seemed to fit with your power.
āI think youāre looking for these, arenāt you?ā
You could hear as he stood and made large steps towards you. His large hands ripped the flask from your hand and you heard his shuddered breath.
āWhat the fuck is this?ā
His harsh words in such a close proximity had you flinching. Your brows furrowed as you tried to think of an answer that didnāt sound to bizarre for his mind.
āWhat you told me, about your daughter being taken, lines up with the ceremony Mother Miranda has set. She gave one of those to each lord and told us to hold onto them until the day. We werenāt given specifics, but I think itās your daughter..ā
After you spoke you heard him grunt before hearing him rub the dirt from the glass. Something he saw made him take a step back and drop the flask, the dense glass hardly affected by it. You heard his breathing becoming more rapid and a soft āWhat the fuckā fall from his lips.
Hearing denim rub and shift before feeling his hand grab onto your forearm made you tense and try to pull away.
āLet go of me-ā Your voice came out more meek than you were going for. Rather than receiving a verbal response you were dragged back towards the table. His hand let go of your shoulder and instead grabbed onto your shoulder, forcing you to sit back in the chair you sat in before. āSit.ā Was his simple command, but it wasnāt much of a choice.
For a while we sat in silence again. The air remaining dense and uncomfortable. That was until the sound of heavy boots crunching the snow beneath them slowly grew louder as it got closer to the door. You knew who it was, and the fear made you feel like throwing up. Karl stopped knocking a while ago, so he simply opened the door and stepped inside.
You could imagine his face, that he knew something was up, and when he looked up and saw Ethan standing behind you with his shotgun in hand, the bearded man wanted to snap.
āEthan Winters!ā Heisenbergās loud voice made you flinch, the quiet home making it feel so much louder. āSurprised to see you here! Heard you got rid of the tall bitch! Didnāt think Iād find you here of all places.ā
As he said āhereā, he added extra sour emphasis, and you knew what that meant. Your cabin was definitely more reclusive than the rest of the village so him simply stumbling upon it didnāt seem very likely.
āIām just here for my daughter.ā Ethanās voice came from right behind you, leaving you rigid in your chair. Even though you couldnāt see either of their faces in that moment, you just knew they were glaring at each other.
āI bet you are! But how did you get here? Youāre pretty far from the village.ā Karlās tone was growing more sour by the moment.
āI found her in the castle. Saw her on the way out and recognized her from when you fuckers kidnapped me. So I made her take me here to get some answers.ā
Ethan didnāt sound affected by anything he did. He murdered Alcinia and her girls without batting an eye. Who knows what he couldāve done to you, left blind and defenseless in your secluded home.
āSo you just pushed around a woman who CANNOT SEE!? Do you hear yourself, Winters? You sound like a huge dick!ā
āI wouldnāt have to be a dick if that witch didnāt kidnap my BABY!ā
Ethan now started to grow annoyed. And so a shouting match began. They only grew louder and stepped closer together, it got to the point where you had to cover you ears in attempts to keep from gaining a headache.
You couldnāt tell just how long they were shouting at each other, and after uncovering your ears you could hear Heisenberg grab Ethan by his collar and drag him towards the door. There was a struggle before you heard something land a few feet from the door.
āFind your own way back, Winters! After dark the Lycans will be out in packs. You better find shelter before they tear you limb from limb!ā
Heisenbergās voice bounced around the inside of the house, as well as echoed off the trees, before the door slammed. It was slammed so hard you couldnāt tell if part of it broke or not. Within moments you heard Karlās heavy boots approach you before his gloved hands were on your face.
ā(Y/N), darling, are you alright? He didnāt hurt you, did he?ā His questions seemed to make you pause. You were left running on adrenaline from you fear so you didnāt feel any physical pain. But were you alright? In all honesty, you were terrible. It was terrible. But you didnāt want to make him worry.
āKarl, Iām fine. Iām okay.ā Your words came through as reassurance, a small reassurance but it was there. You brought your own hand up to cup his cheek before he brought you in a gentle embrace. He was probably worried that both you and Ethan were off the grid.
You could feel his body tense for a moment before he pulled back, looking at you with furrowed brows and a clenched jaw.
āYou smell like that fucker.ā Was all he said before his lips were pressed against yours. The sudden action had taken you off guard, but with his now un gloved hands sliding to the center of your back and drawing you in helped you melt into it.
Your chest was pressed into his and his hands roamed freely over your clothes form. He grew more confident at the soft moans that you slipped into his mouth since he started to bring you closer to the wall.
His hands wrapped under your thighs and pulled you up, you securely hooking your ankles around his waist. The fabric of your dress shifted and folded in an odd way with his he pressed his body into yours. The two of you were making out like teenagers as he carried you from the wall towards your bedroom. It was a pleasure you had grown very much used to. Itās usually how it started, in one of the other rooms before it was transferred to your bed.
The feeling of your blankets under you as you were laid down gave you a peaceful feeling. One you didnāt know you needed after something as stressful as what happened. You half expected Heisenberg to tear you dress to shreds and take you right then and there, but his actions surprised you.
He had knelt at the end of the bed, carefully untying your boots and pulling them from your feet. With your boots off, his hands drifted up your calves to the brim of your socks before removing those too. His lips lightly danced along the front of your calve, his calloused hands gliding over your supple skin.
āTake the dress off. It reeks of that slippery fucker.ā
His demand made a chill run down your spine, sitting up and unbuttoning your dress from the back. As the buttons came undone the upper half of the fabric started to slide down your skin. After pulling your arms out of the sleeves your upper half was left exposed. His hands slipped into yours to help you to your feet. Your dress slid off your waist and fell to your ankles, leaving you completely exposed to him.
You could hear as he shed his coat and hat, reaching your hands out to help unbutton his shirt. Even without your sense of sight, you made quick work in unbuttoning his shirt and sliding it off his shoulders. You couldnāt see his expression at seeing the bruises that started to form in your arms from being dragged around, he felt boiling anger swell in the pit of his stomach.
You didnāt hear the garment hit against the floor, rather felt the familiar material be draped over your shoulders. The fabric was still warm from his body, the feeling giving you a sense of comfort and a smile tugged on the corner of your lips.
āThere. Now you canāt smell like him. You can only smell like me.ā
As he spoke you felt his warm breath against your neck and his arms return to being wrapped around your waist. His scruffy beard tickled at your skin before his lips were pressed to one of the many markings left on your neck. You expected him to start marking you up again, but rather he was just pressing butterfly kisses against your skin.
Heisenberg was worried about your safety when he first found out that Ethan took out Alcinia. He had grown close to you, claimed and cared for you. But it was something he would never admit to you.
He just laid you down and sat beside you, stroking your head with a gentleness that seemed foreign coming from his calloused hands. His hands pushed any stray hairs from your face, watching your face as you simply stared up at the ceiling with a gentle smile. With how relaxed you were now he could see the dark bags that lingered under your eyes. The relief you found in his arrival. If he would have come here and found you at Ethanās feet he wouldnāt know what he would do.
Before any specific thoughts came to his mind about what couldāve happened, your head shifted to look at him. The gentle smile you held faded into a soft frown as you looked in his general direction.
āHe killed Alcinia. And her girls..ā Your voice trailed off, feeing a lump if emotions bubble in the back of your neck. āI lied about how he was going to die. I donāt even know if he was going to die.ā
As you spoke tears began to swell into your eyes, the mere sight shocking Heisenberg. He never wanted to see you like this.
āI could see the castle, Donnaās manor, Moreauās reservoir, your factory.. I never thought he would kill any of them. I didnāt think he would kill anyone.ā
Karl watched as a few tears fell from your eyes, gliding down your face with such a saddened expression on your face. It made a bubble of anger boil inside of his chest, bringing a hand up to wipe your tears away.
āYou couldnāt have known. Youāre sight doesnāt show you everything.ā His words caused a wave of reassurance to wash over you. You couldnāt help but sniffle.
āI thought he was going to kill m-ā
āDonāt you dare finish that sentence. Itās taking a lot to not just kill him now for just being in your house.ā
His thumbs rubbed against your cheek while you felt his eyes bore into your face. Him simply being so close helped you relax, and realize just how tired you were. Your eyelids felt heavy, slowly closing as your body felt like it was melting into the blankets that laid over your bed. The last thing you heard were soft mumbles from Heisenberg that you couldnāt quite make out.
Hey Readers! Another post before I continue working on chapter six of Psychic Attraction!
Iāve been reading a few fanfics from other fandoms. Mostly from GTA5, while starting the game over, and sir Trevor Philips has really caught my eye. Iāve been tempted to write a little fic about.
Hey Readers! Another post before I continue working on chapter six of Psychic Attraction!
Iāve been reading a few fanfics from other fandoms. Mostly from GTA5, while starting the game over, and sir Trevor Philips has really caught my eye. Iāve been tempted to write a little fic about.
In reference to your dream, you may have had an episode of sleep paralysis. Iāve had that happen where I woke up and couldnāt move my legs/fell off the bed. Hope youāre okay now!
Iāve never experienced sleep paralysis, so Iām not sure. Are dreams associated with sleep paralysis? Because it just felt weird.
Last night I had a dream, and I only remember a few parts but-
I was in the wet fields by the factory, suddenly I feel a big hand on my forearm pulling me up. I can just barely see his hat and his scruffy beard as he yanks me along. I see glimpses of the factory, then Iām brought into the room where Ethan gets dropped into the hole.
I donāt even know if it was really dream, since I woke up with such an odd bruise.
And I have no idea what happened, I just woke up feeling like my legs werenāt working right. My family asked me what happened and I couldnāt give them an answer.
I remember seeing the end of his hat and his scruffy facial hair. I heard his voice, but I couldnāt make out what he was saying.
And I think Iām okay? š Iām not really sure, this has never happened to me before.
Hello dear Readers! I have a bit of a spoiler question for the story and game, so if you want to avoid that then this is your chance š
I apologize that this isnāt an update, but I have a a question for you. In my story Psychic Attraction, the reader is a lesser Lord.
And each Lord has their own sigil, their own mark if you will. Does anyone have any ideas of what the Readerās symbol should be?
Iām not sure what it should look like, or the symbolism it should have behind it. I also had the idea of making the Rosemary flask the Reader is given is supposed to be her heart.
All the other Lords have her head, arms, legs, and torso, but with the Readerās importance I figured they needed something just as important.
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Helloooo pretties, uh hereās this chapter. Thereās no smut, unfortunately, but there is some pretty decent angsty. I hope you enjoy!
After what had happened at the Church, you arrived home and tried to destress and collect yourself mentally. Karl hadnāt visited you during the night either, on top of that you had woken up from a nightmare. You just had a bit of worry growing in your stomach. One you couldnāt quite place.
Bathing yourself and getting ready, you then headed out for Castle Dimitrescu. Your thick wool cloak keeping you warm, a soft cotton dress covering your skin during the journey to the castle.
You pushed the heavy set doors with a slight struggle, and were left lost as you stood in the main entry room. You usually had Alcinia or one of the girls guide you through the massive manor, but now you were alone. Your hands traveled along the walls, calling out for the girls and even Alcinia. But you never got a reply.
The only words you could hear was shouting, which you identified as Alcinia. āCassandra!ā She called for her middle child, her loud voice booming against the tall elegant walls.
āCome here, now.ā Her words were filled with pure, unkempt, rage. You were now in the main hall, your hands holding you steady along one of the pillars.
āNo more games! I want that manās head! Now go!ā Her voice dropped an octave in her rage, you could hear her heels bouncing loud off the walls.
āOf course, Mother.ā Was all Cassandra responded before the very faint sound of her bodyās buzzing vanished.
āAlcinia??ā Your voice called off, quieter than you meant to. But the way the sound bounced against the tall walls and high ceilings made it louder. You could hear her make a noise of surprise before the sound if her heels against the floor headed in your direction.
āYOU-ā Her voice boomed, and you heard as she unleashed her long claws. āYou said the man-thing was going to DIE! Be devoured by the Lycans!ā Her tone was enough to make you cower, her height and her voice was intimidating. Worst of all when directed at you.
āAnd two of my daughters are dead, by the hands of that man-thing! What do you have to say for yourself, (Y/N)?!ā Her question left you stunned.
Your mouth was left agape, brows furrowed up in a mix of shock and confusion. āN-No, no, I didnāt see-ā
You were cut off when the sound of Alciniaās claws were slowly retracted, the air in the room growing heavy. The whole place had an off setting. āCassandra? Cassandra?!ā Alcinia called out to the silence. But there was no response. No sounds of the flies that made up her daughterās beings. Just.. silence.
āNo!ā She shouted, the sound of her heels against the floor echoed away from you. āHow much blood and sweat do you think it took to raise those daughters?!ā Alcinia asked to the open air, knowing he had to be nearby. āYou have incurred an impossible debt!ā
As her heels faded away, you were left in a state of pure shock. What the hell happened? You didnāt foresee any of this.
After a few moments you could hear Alciniaās claws come out and her voice bounce loudly against the walls in the main foyer. āThe entire bloodline of House Dimitrescu is done in? By the likes of you? You disgusting outsider?ā The sound of metal being scraped against each other echoed the halls.
In a bit of a hurry, you fumbled to get into the nearest room. It was a small closet like room used by the maids, but you didnāt care, as long as you were away from what was happening out there. The sounds of metal kept clashing, until you heard heavy footsteps and heels following in suit. The sounds faded away, and you thought it was in the clear.
You stepped out of the closet and made your way to foyer, and you found a corner to temporarily reside in.
You barely heard the footsteps that came up from behind you, left with your hands held out in attempts to feel out for a wall. In a quick moment both of your wrists were grabbed and you were slammed into the wall. Your breath was caught in your throat, confused and scared of what was happening.
āI saw you at the fucking meeting. You touched my face and said you could see but you have milky eyes-ā The voice that hit your ears sounded like the guy from the meeting the day before. Ethan Winters. You felt the tears that bubbled in the corners of your eyes as her form started to shake. It was because of fear mostly, but you doubted he would attack a crying girl.
And you were right. His grip loosened slightly, bringing both of you hands to be held by one of his while he brought his now free hand to wipe your eyes. You flinched at the contact, brows furrowing with slight confusion. The proximity was to close, his natural musk mixed with the smell of pine and faint blood hitting your nose. Not to help your position, hands held over your head with his hand touching your face and his crotch pressed a little to close to your leg. He seemed to linger close but remained gentle, as if you were as fragile as glass.
The sound of heels in the distance made him instantly retract from you, and you took the chance to turn around and feel for the walls. His words will forever stick to your brain. āIāll find you soon.ā With that he had walked off, and you were conflicted and confused. This was to much at once. You leaned against the wall and slid down, trying to grasp what has happened in the span of 24 hours. How much was now ruined. What were you going to do?
You didnāt know when you had fallen asleep, or how long you were asleep, but you were awoken by the sounds of something heavy being dropped from a very tall height. It was enough to make you scramble to your feet. You had an idea of what had happened, and you were horrified by it.
Without calling out, you headed for the exit. You didnāt want to know for sure what had happened in fear of it being right. Tears pooled into your eyes as you pushed open the heavy doors. You made your way down the stairs, only to stumble and fall into the snow. You were in an odd state of fear riddled with guilt and anxiety.
The feeling of a large arm pulling you to your feet without much struggle was enough to make you yelp out with a painful grip. But the feeling of cold metal being pressed to your side made you tense and shut your mouth. āLead me somewhere safe. I need some answers.ā Ethanās voice was rather cold as he spoke to you, which seemed foreign to his touch from earlier.
But you started to lead him towards your cabin. You had hoped that Heisenberg would show up, to get this man away from you. His grip on your arm was painfully tight as he yanked you along.
Once you two arrived, Ethan was hesitant to enter first and nudged you to do so. You stepped inside, left quivering in fear as he stepped inside and shut the door behind himself. You were to scared to move from the first few steps in front of the door, and you could feel his tall body standing close to you.
āI deserve some fucking answers.ā His voice seemed like shouting compared to the heavy silence between the two of you. āWhat is it you want to know..?ā You words fell out hesitant, to scared to even move. You felt his hand grab you shoulder and make you sit down in one of the table chairs while he remained stood up.
āTell me what the hell that crazy bitch wants with my daughter. What her plan is and how to stop it. Then I need to know what the fuck is going on around here.ā His words came out without a second thought. He knew what he wanted, and clearly he would do it by any means necessary.
You started with his first question. You explained how Mother Miranda was searching for a vessel for her dead daughter. And how she wanted to use his daughter in attempts to get hers back. Since you didnāt know how to stop it you couldnāt offer an answer. But his final request left you a bit confused.
As you told him your confusion he changed the question. āWhatās with the people here? Those wolf things. What the hell did it mean being called a lord here?ā
That question made you pause, before filling him in. Explaining that the wolf things were called Lycans, that they were infected by the mold after being implanted with a Cadou that didnāt work well with the host. Then explaining that the lords were the only ones that the Cadou didnāt kill or turn into those things.
He was silent as he took in the information, thinking it with his plan. But there was something lingering in his mind. āWhy did you lie for me? Whatās happened to your sight?ā His question made your mouth fall slightly agape, tears still pooled in your eyes.
āI didnāt think you would have killed anyone. I didnāt think you would do that.ā As for the second question you needed to take a deep breath to prepare yourself.
āMy family wasnāt from the village, we were passing through when we got into a car accident. The car ended up upside down in a large thing of fields. I was the only one to survive and Mother Miranda took me in to test a Cadou on me. Because of that I lost my eyesight. But in return I gained visions. I got one when I touched your face. And when I touched a flask.. I can see whatās likely to happen.ā
You felt his eyes boring into you, and it made you shift in discomfort. This was terrible, you felt terrible. Will Heisenberg come today, or were you next to the chopping block? Only time could tell.
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Hereās the next part! Yes, I quoted part of the scene where Ethan wakes up in the Church, but thatās fiiiiine-
I hope you guys are okay with little smut this chapter, hopefully my writing improved a bit š
Anyways, as usual hereās the warning; This is SMUT! Also Vulgar Language ig, Bondage, Interuption? Thereās not a lot this chapter-
At the moment, your wrists were restrained by makeshift scrap metal cuffs behind your back, Heisenberg balls deep in you. Your bedroom was filled with sounds of pleasure and skin slapping harshly against skin. His hands would occasionally run through your locks and pull you head back.
Both of your clothes were thrown all over the floor with little care. Itās been a few rounds by now but it seemed like Karl had no intentions of dying down. With your lack of eyesight, everything felt more intense. More sensitive. You could feel how his cock stretched you, how you clenched around him, the feeling of his facial hair against your beck and shoulders from the butterfly kisses he left on you. You were on cloud nine, already having to many orgasms to count. He had his fair share of orgasms, by now thereās most likely be a mess under where your bodies met.
Just as you felt your abdomen tense with another oncoming orgasm, you heard a steady knock at your front door. You murmured something about it between your moans but Karl was trying to ignore it and tried to get you have another electrifying orgasm. The knocking continued, and it threw him off his game. He let out an annoyed grunt as he pulled out from your aching pussy. You were allowed up, and he slid your robe over your shoulders. You tied it on your way to the door, your mess now dripping down your thighs. Throwing the door open you heard a familiar voice speak up to you.
āMother Miranda has called for a meeting. Sheās requesting the service of both lord (L/N) and lord Heisenberg.ā The messenger spoke steady, as if not noticing your disheveled appearance. Itās the same messenger thatās always been sent to your small home. You gave a nod in return, āWeāll head that way shortly.ā
With that, the messenger had walked away, the sound of their footsteps fading away. You slowly closed the door before turning around, hearing Heisenbergās heavy boots as they approached you.
āThe hell was that about?ā
āMother Miranda is having another meeting. I suppose our time has come to a temporary end, I need assistance getting cleaned up for the meeting.ā You words came without a second thought, something that always made Heisenberg crack a slight smirk. āAs you wish, my lady.ā He said half sarcastically, leading you back towards the back of the house. He had left you sitting on the bed while he opened your wardrobe, deciding he got to choose what you were going to wear.
While he was doing that, you grabbed your brush and started to untangle your hair. Starting at the ends before working your way up. You could hear how he muttered to himself as he tried to come to a decision. It was entertaining in its own way. When he finally made his decision he set the dress over the end of the bed, finding some undergarments for you so he could peel them off later.
āYou take as long as a woman to pick put clothes, dog. Iāve been waiting for years.ā As you spoke a wide smile had upturned your lips, your tone conveying a playful brattiness.
You could hear him ātskā before walking over to you. You could hear as he stopped in front of you and kneeled down, his rough calloused hands carefully putting your socks over your feet and pulling them up your calves. His movements were slow, as if he was mesmerizing how your skin felt against his hand. He brought up a washcloth and wiped away the mess that was made, a low growl slipping past at the scent that lingered. Following the socks came your panties, sliding them up your legs, pulling them over your hips while he pulled you to your feet. Your bra came on next, using his powers to clip the back faster.
Next came the dress, it stopped halfway to your calves and delicately hugged your waist. It brought our your shape, fanning out to a loose skirt. It took him a few moments to dress himself while you slipped into your shoes.
Once you were both ready you left the small cabin and made your way to the church. The walk being in comfortable silence, simply enjoying each otherās existence. But as you entered the main room to the church, you felt eyes shift onto the two of you, and Heisenberg didnāt give a single fuck. His arm had rested over your shoulder and brought you a bit closer to his side, leading you to the bench he sat on. Resting his hammer to rest against the wooden arm rail next to you.
While you both sat, there wasnāt any talking. Rather just painful silence. You could feel Alcinia glaring at the two of you, mostly because of the āvile man beastā that had you so close. Moreau and Donna didnāt know what to say, but Angie was just giggling manically to herself. That was, until Miranda arrived. Her presence changed the atmosphere, making it feel heavy as she looked over everyone.
āAh, good afternoon my children. I came bearing news.ā Her voice rang through the room, nobody offering any response besides their attention. āI have found a new vessel for Eva.ā
There was a pause, āAnd I need everyone to be prepared for the upcoming purge. Thatās the day the ceremony will be taking place. All of you will have a piece, an important piece.ā
You could hear her steps as she walked around the room, stopping in front of each lord for a few moments before moving onto the next.
As she came to a stop in front of you and Heisenberg, you felt a cold square shaped flask be placed in your hands. You could feel the paper that was attached to the front and rubbed your thumb against it. As a vision hit you, you head remained down at the container while your body stiffened.
You could see through the same foreign eyes from before, looking up towards Mother Miranda who simply smiled contently in your direction. You could hear faint flames from behind you, an ongoing engine being cut off suddenly, just as the sound of a baby crying filled your ears.
As you came back from your vision, you felt Heisenberg give your arm a faint squeeze. It seemed nobody besides him noticed you fall into another vision, something you were quite glad for. You could hear Mother Mirandaās footsteps going up the small set of stairs towards the altar.
āI expect all of you to keep a tight hold on the flasks. Without them, the ceremony will fail, and I will be very displeased.ā
Her words echoed through your head as you gripped the flask a bit tighter in your hands. Something just didnāt feel right with how this was being handled. There was a faint commotion that came from the elevator, which made everyone pause and look to Mother Miranda. She sent for Heisenberg to check it out, his arm leaving your shoulders as he got up and went to check it out.
You were left sitting there, thoughts racing in your mind at a mile a minute. Heisenberg was gone for a while, Angie was left picking on Moreau. You could smell the smoke from the pipe Alcinia always smoked from, the smell being mostly floral with just a hint of tobacco. You just sat there rubbing the paper stuck to the flask.
The sound of metal being dragged echoed from the entrance of the large church, something heavy was being pulled. Heisenberg let out a grunt as he dropped the end of the chain, using his hammer to force it deep into the cement flooring. Using his powers to cast aside the extra metal that clung to the body.
Angie was the first to erupt in excitement, her wooden feet scampering to see who was dragged in. You didnāt bother to ask any questions as Heisenberg took his place beside you. Mother Miranda started on about what should be done with the man, for everyone to make an argument as to why they should get to keep him. Everyone got a chance to speak, Angie and Moreau approaching the man after making their cases, Alcinia got to speak up last.
āThe man is of no real use to anyone else. And my daughters do so love ... entertaining foreigners.ā After she spoke you could hear the rattling of chains as they started to move.
āFurthermore, I can assure you that if you entrust the mortal to House Dimitrescu my daughters and I shall deliver to you the finest cups of his slaughtered blood.ā
As she finished up her sentence you could hear Angie telling Moreau to move out of the way so she could see him. Heisenbergās voice boomed through the room.
āBoth of you, shut the fuck up!ā
As his words settled, Angieās wooden feet tapped against the floor in excitement. āHeās awa-ake!ā She spoke in a sing-song voice while floating back over to Donna.
āYou mean so you can screw around with him in private, whereās the fun in that??ā Heisenberg argued, simply wanting Ethan for entertainment for everyone. āGive him to me and Iāll put on a show that everybody can enjoy.ā
Alcinia and Heisenberg continued bickering, Alcinia arguing that he suffers anyway but Heisenberg wanted entertainment. Mother Miranda spoke up after they finished their petty argument.
āI have heard everyoneās arguments, some of you more persuasive than others, but Iāve made my decision.ā Her voice made the room quiet, besides the faint clinking of the chains. Your head turned in the direction out of reflex, but you couldnāt see anything.
āHeisenberg, the manās fate is in your hands.ā The decision made Alcinia stand in protest. She attempted to persuade Mother Miranda into changing her mind but it didnāt work. The sound of Alciniaās heels approaching the area the man was echoed the stone church.
āGive him to me and I will be sure he is ready.ā
You could feel the energy shift, Heisenberg bringing his hammer back to hand before he spoke. āShut your fucking hole, and donāt be a sore loser! Go find your food somewhere else!ā
You simply listened as they continued to argue, Alcinia continuously calling Heisenberg a child while he stood his ground. Angieās voice could be heard in the background egging on the chance of a fight.
āHey, donāt I get a say in this..?ā You heard a raspy foreign voice ask. It seemed familiar, almost, but you couldnāt quite place it.
ā(Y/N).ā Mother Mirandaās voice broke you from your short thought. āUse your sight and let me know how this will turn out.ā
Cautiously, you set the flask beside you before standing to your feet. You approached the man, stopping a few inches in front of him before trying to reach straight in front of you. You heard the chain being ripped from the ground, and the sound of strained grunts as the man was forced to his feet. You tried reaching out again, coming into contact with a recently shaved face. The feeling was unfamiliar, your brows furrowing for a moment before a vision hit you.
You were seeing through the manās eyes, he was being chases down a tunnel with his wrists chained, it changed to him entering the Dimitrescu castle. Seeing the towering cielings and decorated walls. It then changed to the inside of a wooden manor, dolls sitting over every surface, to the sight of a flooded town. Finally, a big factory, the slight glimpse of some kind of weapon in his hands. You couldnāt tell what was happening, but reality faded back in.
You found yourself gripping the face of this poor man, inhaling breaths greedily as you tried to calm yourself back into your own reality. It was a revaluation to see all of that through his eyes, and you could tell his intentions had a deep meaning.
āMy dear, what did you see?ā Mirandaās voice pulled you from your racing thoughts, slowly removing your hands from his face before turning to face towards Miranda and starting for your seat.
āI didnāt see him getting very far. He had died in the tunnels, and Lycans had started to maul at his corpse.ā
You fabricated a lie, since you could barely fathom what you bad seen. You could hear the man behind you yank on his restraints. āIām not leaving until I get Rose ba-ā His sentence was cut short by Heisenberg yanking the chains forward and grabbing them. āLetās see what youāre made of, Ethan Winters. Get ready!ā
Heisenberg sounded excited as he pulled back his hammer. āNo! Wait-ā The manās voice followed, but was confused as over half the chain was smashed off. The sound of weights dropping around you and growling signified the Lycans dropping down. Karl started to count down, and you could hear the man scamper to his feet and head for the tunnels as fast as he could.
Now, you were uncomfortable with how the meeting was going. The tunnels was something that made you feel sickly. You looked to Miranda, keeping your voice calm.
āMay I be excused now, Mother Miranda?ā
You were given permission, you grabbed the flask you were given and made your way out without Karl. Someone had to run the show in the tunnels. But now you just wanted to go home and try to forget about the mess that happened.
Knowing he would survive was one thing, but what would happen if he tampered with the ceremony or the Purge? You werenāt ready to deal with that just yet. You needed to figure out what you saw. And thatās what you were going to do.
Psychic Attraction [Heisenberg x Reader SMUT](18+)
The Distraction
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Hereās Chapter One! Welcome!
So this is my first story, a little Karl smut with a Blin
Hereās the new chapter guys! Sorry for the short delay. Itās a little rushed so I could get it out to you sooner, but here you go!
I wrote in some of the other lords, and it felt a bit awkward. You have nicknames for everyone, besides Mother Miranda. But uh, yeah, anyway-
Warnings; This is SMUT! Lip Biting, Praising, Restraints, Breeding Kink, and itās only going to get worse!
Itās been a few days since your first sexual interaction with Heisenberg, and the two of you have been fucking like dogs in heat ever since. There is an electric connection between the two of you that left you both confused yet so curious. You guys had shared pretty much every day together and it was something that helped the two of you grow closer.
But now it was time to go see Mother Miranda and the rest of the lords. You knew about the upcoming Purge and knew she would probably want some updates about the events. So it was no surprise that you had been called for the meeting. The meeting was something you were getting ready for.
Today your maid had visited and started to clean and fill your cabinets while you were getting dressed. You decided on another cloth dress, this one reaching closer to your knees, while a pair of long socks covered up to just below you knee. A pair of black dress shoes covered your feet while a cloak covered your arms.
You werenāt all to excited to see Mother Miranda or the lords, besides Heisenberg of course. That mere thought caused a wave of nervousness to flood your being. After everything that had happened with Heisenberg, you now had to be in a room with him and all of the other lords. Awkward..
Pushing that thought to the back of your mind, you left the maid in your home and ventured off towards the large church that was set as the meeting area. You had known the path by heart, but that didnāt stop the occasional trip or stumble in the snow.
The trip to the meeting was rather uneventful, and as your entered the building you could hear the voices of Alcinia and Heisenberg already arguing about something. It was a common occurrence, one that made you sigh as you entered the room. As you did the noise quieted since you took Heisenbergās attention from the argument.
āItās good to see you again, (Y/N).ā Donnaās voice pulled your attention from anything else around you. Your head slowly turning to her direction while a smile played on your lips. āItās a pleasure to see you too, Sunshine.ā Your words causing Angie to jump up from Donnaās lap and float to sit on your shoulder.
āWhat about me? Am I not cute enough to be greeted anymore??ā Angieās voice was close to your ear, her little feet kicking against your chest. āHello to you too, Star.ā You greeted them as you usually did, with the nicknames you had given them.
You could hear Moreauās shuffling coming closer to you, reaching your hand out to place on top of his head. āHello, Little Fish.ā You gave a simple greeting, hearing him offer a greeting in return, a big smile obvious in his voice while he tapped his feet in excitement. He just enjoyed the nice interactions.
You could hear Karlās heavy boots move towards his bench, Alciniaās heels carrying her to her seat. Angieās light weight was lifted from your shoulder and you heard Moreau shuffling away. That could only mean-
āAh, (Y/N). Itās been a while, hasnāt it my dear?ā Your head turned towards the sound of Mother Miranda while giving a soft hum in response. āIt has, Mother Miranda.ā A relaxed smile played on your lips. āCome, my dear. Come touch the flasks that will lead us to the purge.ā
Her voice may have come off as soft, and offering, but you knew better. You made your way up the stairs towards the altar. She brought her hands up to yours and guided you to the flasks, your body tensing as it got a vision.
It was as if you were seeing in a foreign point of view, staring up at a giant Cadou, you could hear crying and the sight of the flasks glowing. On the side it had a name written on it. āRosemary W.ā You could hear a maleās voice in the distance, calling out the name āRoseā.
As the vision faded into nothingness, reality came back in. You had fallen into Mother Mirandaās arms and were left gasping for air. The otherās were pretty used to how you reacted, but it affected Heisenberg, having to refrain from getting up and making his way over.
āMy dear, what did you see?ā Mirandaās voice rang out in your brain, taking a deep breath before you responded.
āIt felt foreign. I could see through another beingās eyes, looking at a giant Cadou while hearing a.. baby crying. There was a man calling for the baby but..ā Your voice trailed off as part of the vision faded into nothingness. āWhat was her name..?ā
Your question received no answer, simply being helped up to your feet by Mother Miranda. āThank you, my dear. That was all I needed from you for now.ā Her response was as allusive and mysterious as usual. With that most of the lords were dismissed. Alcinia was first to leave, followed by Donna before Moreau shuffled out of the meeting room.
A gloved hand being placed on your shoulder made you turn in the direction it came from. The faint smell of tobacco and whiskey filled your nose and a gentle smile tugged on the corner of your lips. āHello again, dog. Are you upset I didnāt get to greet you?ā
Your words received a soft laugh and shake of his head. āNo. Not this time. I have something I have to talk to you about.ā As you turned your body and placed your hand on his, a very short vision hit you.
It was him guiding you down a hall, looking at his hand and the ends of his salt and pepper hair that stuck out under it, the walls the same stone as the church you were currently in. The light was a dim, candle lit, and you were led to a small room.
When the vision went away you had fallen into Karlās chest, your breathing shaky out of the shock that came from the short vision. His chest was warm and firm, your cheek pressed into one of his biceps causing your cheeks to turn a slight rosy color.
āCome on, Damsel. I have somewhere special to show you.ā His words lingered in your mind while he helped you steady yourself. His gloved hand grabbed yours and started to lead you towards the elevator that would take you away from the large main room. But when you almost reached the elevator he led you in another direction. Whichever way he led you the air started to feel warmer.
He slowed to a stop after he opened a wooden door, it creaking at the movement it lacked for a long time. You were pulled into the room and the door was kicked shut behind you. In mere seconds your back was pressed into a nearby wall, the feeling of the cold cement bricks contrasting with the body heat radiating off the man pinning you caused a ball of fire shoot to your core.
āI wanted to do this during that whole fucking meeting. Talking to everyone so sweetly and that damn smile, all I could think of was your face when I made you have the hardest orgasm ever!ā His words were followed by a soft growl, his lips smashing into yours hungrily. You were quick to return the action with passion of your own.
You could feel the bulge he had growing in his pants against your thigh, you knew he pressed his hips closer so you would know how aroused he was. His lips pulled away from yours, āLook at what you did to me, Damsel. I might have to put you in some distress, darlinā.ā His words came out with a low purr in his voice.
He removed one of his hands from your wrist, and you could hear something metallic shift nearby, it creaking before it was suddenly moved. Now both of his hands were off of your wrists and were replaced with some of scrap metal that was in the room. He had set the metal to not cut the skin, rounding it to simply hold you in place.
His hands trailed down your sides and against your hips. While his hands danced on your skin you tried to pull on the restraints he had on you. At seeing how your body squirmed in the restraints Karl couldnāt help but chuckle. āCute. But you wonāt be able to get away that easily, sweetheart.ā
After he spoke you felt his hands slide up your skirt and pull your panties off. You were left feeling rather exposed in the strange place, even when you heard him removing his clothes. He did it in the same order; hat, trench coat, shirt, pants, boxers. You could hear all of his clothes drop to the floor as well as the soft breaths that came from his lips.
You were feeling antsy while restrained, not being able to reach out for him or for anything really. The sound of a loud tear filled the room and suddenly cool air hit your warm exposed body. Your dress was now ripped to shreds, leaving only chunks of the fabric on your body. The cool air made your nipples hard and your core feel even hotter.
You could feel his eyes as they took in every in of your body, his now bare hands trailing down your torso towards your pelvis. The mere feeling causing your own arousal to moisten the space between your thighs.
āEvery time I touch you, your eyes flutter. Is my touch just that good that it takes your-ā As he spoke his next words a hand wrapped around you neck and tightened enough to make you feel euphoric, ā-breath away?ā Of course he would make a snarky comment now, but you werenāt able to hide how any of it made you feel. Not that you want to anyway.
A whine slipped past your lips instead of a response, your hips shifting in attempts to bring his attention to what was going on between them. He used his hands to lift your thighs up to wrap around his waist, and you could feel the heat from his cock so close to your needy pussy. āYouāre absolutely fucking soaked, darlinā! I barely even did anything.ā He purred out a response, followed by a growl as he brought his cock closer to your clit.
He rubbed the length of his cock against your arousal before starting to push into you. The feeling of him first stretching your walls always made you take a sharp inhale and moan out. And the sound of your moan spurring him on to start thrusting his hips into yours. The pace he chose was unforgivable and rough, at a speed he had never used before. You were left choking out moans and whines for him.
His grip on your throat tightened as his pace grew faster. The sounds of your pitiful moans and skin slapping filled the cement room, with the occasional growl and groan. With the stimulation happening you felt your coil start to tighten up painfully, the feeling spreading through your whole abdomen.
He could fee how close you were getting, feeling your walls clench against his dick causing a low groan to fly past his lips. āYeah, there you go darlinā. Come for me, donāt you dare fucking hold back!ā With that his pace grew more animalistic and sloppy signifying he was getting close too.
As he kept pounding into you, a hand found your clit and put pressure on the bundle of nerves. He started rubbing it vigorously to the point your mouth fell agape and your eyes continued to flutter. It had only taken a few more thrusts before your coil snapped and you let out a loud cry from the sensation. Your nerves felt electrical as your quivering legs tightened around him. His thrusting continued and made you feel overstimulated but the full feeling it gave you was enough to counter act it.
You could feel his face getting closer to you neck, his facial hair tickling the skin around it. There was a sudden moment of pain from his teeth digging into the soft skin of your neck. Another cry slipped past your lips, trying to yank on your restraints as you hips squirmed. After he thought it was a deep enough bite he pulled back, lapping up the area around the bite in attempts to soothe the pain.
He had a triumphant moment, having now marked you in an obvious place for the world to see. You had a thin line of tears in your eyes, from being bit and the overstimulation of his continued him movements, combined with your lustrous fallen apart face he couldnāt help buy keep going. Now he was chasing his own release.
Karlās started to pound into you, the sound of skin slapping growing sloppy from how you clenched around his dick. His own orgasm was close and he couldnāt deny how heavenly you felt.
āThatās a good girl, taking my dick so good. Such a good mate, I might have to give you my pups.~ā
He was simply going on with the moment, and your mind was to far gone to think much on the comment. His grip on your hips tightened while his hips started to sputter against yours. The feeling of him pushing in as far as possible before painting your walls with his own white paint, the hot feeling it gave you made your insides feel like they were melting. Melting like putty in his hands.
The scrap metal that held your hands in place dropped, your arms falling to land on Karlās shoulders. You were both left panting hard, trying to regain your breaths. You hand came to cup his cheek, rubbing the prickly skin and facial hair with your thumb, a warm skile spread on your lips. The whole after feeling was so comforting. He added onto that feeling by leaning his forehead against yours. Maybe this wouldnāt be as bad as your thought it would.
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Iām working on chapter three of Psychic Attraction, it should be out later on tonight or tomorrow. Thank you again for the support, I appreciate all of you!
