Psychic Attraction [Karl Heisenberg x Reader SMUT](18+)
Expect the Unexpected
Here’s Chapter Two! Welcome!
Link to Chapter One! -
Here’s Chapter One! Welcome! So this is my first story, a little Karl smut with a Blind and Clairvoyant Reader! I had the idea while reading
Here’s chapter two! Sorry if it’s kinda rushed, cause it kind of is. 🥲 I hope you guys enjoy it though! It was fun to write!
This is SMUT! Lip Biting, Choking, Praising, all that shnazz. Here we go!
Time had passed and you had awoken in your bed. Rather than waking up from a nightmare, it was peaceful when you opened your eyes. That was something that hadn’t happened for a long time. It made a sense of calm wash over your body.
As you stood up from your bed there was tingle that lingered in your legs, the feeling making you remember what had happened last night. Heisenberg came to visit, the two of you talked, and one thing led to another. The thought causing a warmth in your core while a sigh slipped past your lips.
You made your way to the kitchen/dining room area to get something for breakfast. Something simple to keep your mind off of certain things and certain people. For breakfast you decided on a simple small loaf of bread and some coffee. Pouring the hot liquid into a new mug caused a vision to hit you once again.
This time it was in first person view, you approaching the door after hearing a knock and seeing none other than Heisenberg standing on the other side of your door. This time, you could see his face. His wild looking beard with grey hairs growing in a few bunches. Under his hat you could see his salt and pepper hair, and the most alluring part was how his eyes shined when he smirked at you. A swirl of green in his dark chocolate eyes, his sunglasses lowered to look towards you with an odd hunger.
When the vision faded away, you were brought back to the moment. You had overfilled your mug and had boiling hot coffee pour over the hand that was holding said mug. A hiss slipping past your lips as you tossed the metal coffee pot to the side. Where the coffee had poured over felt raw, your nerves trembling at the feeling.
With some healing balm and bandages, you wrapped up the scald in hopes it would go away. Now what were you going to do? Heisenberg was set to approach at any moment, and you still weren’t dressed. So that was your next task.
You left the hot mug of coffee on the table while you went to find something to wear. After feeling through the things in your wardrobe, you settled on an ankle length cloth dress. You slipped from your nightgown and into said dress, liking how the fabric felt over your skin. After that you found a pair of socks and new pair of panties and put those on as well. Your hair didn’t bother you, it wasn’t very tangled or knotted so you decided you were ready.
Making your way back to the kitchen, you cleaning up the tossed aside coffee pot and the spill that it made. As well as the coffee that was spilled on the table. After it was all cleaned you found some fruits in your fridge and set them out on the table. You ate you breakfast and sipped at the still warm coffee to get some food in your system. Because who knew when Heisenberg was going to show up?
Knock Knock
Speak of the devil.. You stood to your feet and approached the door, slowly opening it and chilling at the cold outside air. There was a smell of tobacco and cigarette smoke that hit you before you heard his voice.
“Wow. You got all dolled up for me? You shouldn’t have. I preferred the nightgown you had on last night.” His words were laced with a snarky sarcasm that still made your core warm up.
“I had a vision you were coming back. I didn’t expect it so soon.” Your reply was smooth, taking a step back to welcome him inside. “Come on in. I can make you coffee or something.”
You could feel his body heat as he walked past you into the home. His boots sounding heavier against the wooden floor as he took in the room. The door was where the kitchen/dining area met the living room. He could see the fruits you had brought out, your barely worn in couch and the fireplace in front of the couch. It was small, but seemed cozy.
“For a Lord I would have never expected your home to look so.. tame.”
His words made your brows furrowed. You knew that Lady Dimitrescu had a huge castle, Donna Benevento had a large manor, Moreau had a whole flooded village, and Heisenberg had a factory and land, but your small space never bothered you. “I prefer it this way. I have my home mapped out in my head, if it was any bigger I would need a walking cane to guide me.”
“What happened to you hand?” The question made you pause, not really expecting him to notice the bandages in the first place. “I got a scald this morning while I had my vision. I have a healing balm on it, it’ll go away.”
Your response didn’t receive a verbal answer, instead he grabbed your wrist and brought it up to his face. His facial hair tickled your skin as he placed kisses against the bandages and trailed it slowly up your arm. The feeling of his dry lips against your skin made goosebumps spread up both arms.
“I can distract you from the pain, Damsel.” He said with a low chuckle, his other hand placing itself on your waist to draw you in closer. “You can try. It does still hurt.” Your remark made him ‘tsk’ and chuckle softly. “Is that a challenge?”
Yes, yes it was. You replied with a simple hum and a grin tugged on his lips. His lips leaned in and crashed against yours, your lips dancing in sync as he pulled your body closer to his own. The kiss itself was making your core heat up, especially since what happened after the two of you kissed the night before. A soft moan slipping past your lips as his teeth nipped at your bottom lip.
The sound spurring Heisenberg on, his hands finding their place on your hips to lift you up. Your legs wrapping around his torso to keep you up, a low growl slipping past Heisenberg’s lips. As he carried you further into the house towards your small bedroom, he was kissing at your neck and opened the door once he arrives. He made his way to the bed he laid you on your back. His body towering over you and you could hear clothes being removed. His trench coat and hat being tossed to the side while your thighs squeezed to give you some sort of pressure against your core.
Within moments Heisenberg grabbed the top of your dress, ripping it down the middle and putting your upper half on display. A loud gasp slipped past your lips at the feeling of the fabric being torn from your skin. His lips trailed down to your chest, taking one of your hard nipples into his mouth and lapping against it with his tongue. The warm feeling making whines and breathy moans slip past your lips to fill the void around you both.
Your sounds continued to spur him on, feeling him push your dress up to reveal more and more of your legs. His calloused hands guiding over your skin caused your core to heat up even more, feeling your own arousal in your panties. The skirt of your dress was held against your stomach as he brought his hands down to pull off your panties. Lifting his head from your breasts made you while at the warmth being pulled away.
As your panties were removed you could feel your slickness on your thighs, and the loud sound of him sniffing you panties and growling in response made your slickness even worse. “Fuck! If you’re gunna be like this every time, I’m going to have to come around more often.” His words made a tingle spread throughout your body. All you could hear was his body shifting and moving, the sound of his pants dropping following after that. The anticipation was starting to irk you, the need to have your pussy touched was getting worse by the second.
And it was almost like he could read your mind. His calloused hand finding moister in your arousal, fingers dancing around your clit made a choked moan slip past your lips. You felt his weight shift on the bed again and his first two fingers finding their way into your pussy. Following it was his tongue against your clit, the hot feeling of his muscle on your bundle of nerves was enough to make you choke out a moan.
Your fingers found their way to his salt and pepper locks, the man using his tongue to lap at your needy clit. The sounds of your moans and your slickness on his fingers as he thrusted them made your face grow warm. It seemed to soon, but the feeing of your coil tightening made your hips grind in need.
Heisenberg grew intoxicated by the flavor and smell of your arousal, his tongue soon replacing his fingers in your pussy. As his tongue worked inside your pussy his nose occasionally rubbed on your clit. A feeling of blinded lust washed over your brain, not caring how it looked as your hips grinded in need. Chasing after the feeling of your coil releasing. And it was clear how close you were getting with how your walls clenched against his tongue. And just before the coil snapped he pulled away, leaving you confused as heavy breaths escaped your chest.
The expression you made out of frustration made Heisenberg laugh, his hand lightly slapping your thigh. “I can’t have you cumming yet. I haven’t even gotten my dick in that tight little pussy yet.” It seemed that as the lust clouded you both his voice dropped a few octaves and sounded like a purr coming from his throat.
His hands found your hips and lifted them to meet his, leaving your upper back pressed into the bed with your hips lifted. The position felt awkward at first but that thought quickly vanished as he pushed his rock hard cock into you. The feeling of your walls being pushed apart, and the slickness on your thighs being rubbed onto his, caused a shaky moan to slip through you.
As his hips started to move at a pounding pace your body felt like it was progressively being pushed up the bed. The sounds of grunts, groans and moans filling the room as his pace started to speed up and find a rhythm. It only taking a few thrusts to make your coil tighten to the point you were right on the edge.
One if his hands found refuge on your throat, tightening his grip just enough to make you feel euphoric all over again but allowed you to breathe. He watched as your mouth stayed open, shedding moans, while your eyes fluttered up at him and your breasts bounced in rhythm with his thrusting. The sight would be enough to make him bust instantly, only if he wasn’t chasing for you to orgasm before he did. He was a gentleman like that.
And again, just as you were about to orgasm he pulled his hips from yours. A low whine slipping past your lips at the empty feeling it gave you. You were flipped over as if you weighed nothing, ass left up in the air while he pushed your upper body into the bed. The position was enough to make your face flush, and when he pushed back into you it felt like more than before. Your milky eyes rolled back at the sensation of the tip of his cock hitting against a soft spot in your walls.
He resumed the pounding pace he had before, your hands gripping onto your blankets as sounds of pleasure escaped you. He even started to let out all kinds of noises, even growling out praises to you. Calling you things like ‘Good Girl’ and ‘Good Whore’ as he slammed his hips against yours.
Your coil started to tighten up again, eyes rolling back at the feeling of him continuously hitting that spot and the things he would call you. As if it couldn’t get any worse one of his hands hands slid to your stomach and down to your clit. Rubbing the sensitive nub in circles to sync with his thrusting.
That’s when it happened, the coil quickly busting in half as a mix of euphoria and nerve tingling spread over your entire being. It was so intense that you didn’t realize how you clenched his cock inside of you and he had to pull out before he painted your walls. Your chest left heaving for air as the warmth of his nut landed on your ass and back and groans left his lips.
Now you were left greedily taking in air. You were feeling as if electricity was left coursing through your body as the high you had started to wear off.
“Fuck..” His words came out breathlessly, a hand winding back to slap your thigh. “You clench like that again, and I don’t think I’ll be able to pull out.”
You felt his weight lean over you, and kisses be placed against one of your shoulders. The feeling of how gentle his lips were made you smile and close your eyes. This felt so.. natural. He had shifted the positions of your bodies, having you lay on your side while pulling you into his chest. He was now the big spoon, leaving kisses and soft licked all over your neck and shoulders.
“You took it so good, darlin’..” His voice trailed off as he got close to your ear. “I might have to mark you as mine and make you my mate.” His words were soft, a hand rubbing over your side in an attempt to soothe you. It didn’t sound like a bad idea. The sex was fun, and he didn’t seem bad. But it was a little to soon.. right?
