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Ethan was well and truly fucked.
In both ways-.
He really didn’t expect after surviving a huge pack of Lycan’s and then another giant one with a hammer swinging at him in hopes to make him into ground beef that he’d be pushed up against a wall, his hoodie pulled up to his chest, his pants around his ankles and Karl fucking Heisenberg of all people fucking the daylights out of him.
He should be out there trying to put his daughter back together and getting the Hell out of this crazy village, but instead he was drooling against the wall, fingernails splintering the wood and begging for more.
“Fuck”. Karl cursed, gripping onto his waist, thrusting up into him, he hadn’t had a fuck in a long time, especially not with someone as attractive as Ethan either, if only Alcina was alive to witness this, Karl being the one to tame thee Ethan Winters with just his cock and his dirty words, her head would probably implode from anger.
It was sweaty, hard, fast, Ethan moaning like a bitch against the wall, Karl wouldn’t have it any other way.
Until he heard the fucking engine of that helicopter fucker underneath the floorboards and he swore again.
“Shut the fuck up!” The man growled, turning his head as he looked towards the hatch, his hand coming up to grip Ethan’s hair angrily, pressing his face against the wood but all Ethan could do was let out another feeble moan, sucking in a breath, his cheek sore from scraping against the oak.
Heisenberg then grabbed him, pulling him back, his cock slipping out, Ethan just let out a pathetic whine allowing himself to be manhandled.
The blond jumped when he heard a clatter, Karl using his powers to throw all the shit from the table, pushing Ethan back to sit on it, Heisenberg grabbed the cloth that was attached to the ceiling, tearing it down.
“Turn the fuck around”. The man grunted at him and Ethan couldn’t turn around quick enough, before he knew it, his face was pressed against something else; the table cold against his cheek then Karl pushed into him again and Ethan was seeing stars.
“You know-“ The man panted behind him, gripping his waist tightly.
“Who knew the man who could take down those three cunts could be such a little fucking bitch at the sight of cock, is this what your wife did to you? Did she fuck you like this? Oh Ethan, I’ll be so much better than her”.
Ethan couldn’t even comprehend what Karl had just said to him, his hands clawing against the wood of the table, his cock neglected, red and leaking on the floor.
“Fuckin’ stop talking”. His teeth grit against themselves, Karl’s handsome face and big cock seemed the only thing going for him, his personality was irritating.
“Oh? Kitty got bite huh? You know what”. Karl then pulled back and Ethan swore he was going to blow his head off if he didn’t have that cock in him in the next five seconds.
But then he heard a screeching and turned, Karl brought out the chair, sat down on it, a hand around his cock, pumping it lazily.
“Well? What are you waiting for? Get that nice ass over here and shut me up yourself!?”
The sheer audacity of this man, Ethan would rather choke him out then choke on his dick but apparently his mind had different plans, walking towards Karl, Ethan placed a hand on his cheek then pulled it back and slapped him hard across the face before grabbing at his shoulders and climbing into the man’s lap.
“Oh- you really are asking for it”. Karl laughed seemingly unfazed by the slap yet his cheek bloomed red from the impact, his tongue licked over his lips and watched Ethan grab for his cock- a touch too tight but Karl had no room to complain as the blond raised himself up then pressed down, his dick once again sheathed in that tight heat.
Ethan was panting, arching his back, a hand wrapping around his own cock, jerking himself and grounding himself down against Karl.
“Fuck- Fuck you”. The blond whimpered out, hands fisting in the hideous trench coat the older man wore.
It was embarrassing after all, getting off with the enemy, Heisenberg should be already in the ground not in Ethan.
But God, he’d be lying if he said it didn’t feel so good.
Karl’s hands just flexed around Ethan’s waist, obviously amused from getting him so pissed off; it was cute really.
He then bucked his hips up against Ethan’s thrusts, watching the other male gasp out, Heisenberg’s lips grew into a grin.
“You fucking like that huh? Ethan Winters just a little cockslut”. Karl then smacked Ethan’s hand away from his cock, wrapping his own hand around it, his skin rough against Ethan’s sensitive prick, watching him writhe, moan, arch his back so prettily, Karl decided he never wanted to let him go.
Ethan’s noises only grew louder, his bottom lip red as blood rose to the surface from biting down on it so much, Karl moved a hand from his waist to Ethan’s face, cupping his jaw and tilting his head up, Ethan stared at him, hazel eyes sparkling with tears.
And then Karl kissed him, their lips pressing together hungrily, Ethan’s hands weaving into his hair as they rutted against each other.
God, Ethan was so close now, Karl’s other hand had moved from his cock to his hips, he felt pathetic, dick trapped between the two of them, pressing up against Karl’s shirt, Ethan’s eyes squeezed shut, burying his face into Karl’s neck, and then he was coming, cock spasming and making a mess between both of them.
“Shit…” Ethan breathed shakily, his hands tensed against Karl’s jacket until he eventually pulled back, trying to get his bearings back, but the man was still inside him and very much hard.
“Oh? You think we’re done? Oh Ethan, you haven’t even made me come yet…” Then Karl was picking him up and Ethan yelped, his head spinning, the man carried him back towards the wall, pressing Ethan back against it and their lips connected again, it was softer this time, less rushed but besides that, Karl thrusted into Ethan mercilessly, bruising his waist with his finger prints, the blond’s head bobbed against the wall, letting out those oh so pretty noises and then Karl came with a growl, his teeth sinking into Ethan’s shoulder, Ethan cried out, his mind fogged, eyes rolling back and fuck.
That shouldn’t have felt so good, if he were in his right mind he’d he scolding himself and getting out of there before he could drop to his knees again, but instead he slumped against the wall, breathing heavy as Karl slipped his flaccid cock out of him but kept a hold around his waist so he didn’t fall.
“So…How about we kill that bitch together?”
Ethan had never agreed to something so quickly.