Karl Heisenberg one shots

"...quick tongue..."

Warnings; Oral on female, some praise

Please give me some suggestions! If not in the comments then dm me! I'm having a major writers block. I was so excited that I thought of this omg. I also gotta work tommorow and gotta get to sleep so I'm sorry if this seems rushed.

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    I smile at my appearance in the mirror. Karl had "borrowed" some fabric from Alcina and fixed up an old sewing machine for me, which I of course immediately got to work making some new clothes for myself.

The first and easiest thing was a black puffed skirt, with some lace on the bottom. It clashed well with a former black t-shirt of Karls, which I had now cropped to fit me. After examining my outfit a little while longer, I rush off to Karls office to show him.

"Yes mother Miranda, of course." I heard him mumble from the other side of the door. I knock lightly then peak inside. He was sat at his desk, his back to me and phone pressed to his ear. I bite my lip gently and shut the door behind me.

I made my way into the room while he spoke about unknown matters to Miranda. I place my hands on his shoulders and gently rub small, comforting circles on them. He sighs and leans his head back on the chair while Miranda droned on. He grins up at me and I lean down to press a kiss to his lips.

"Yes Miranda, yes!" He shouts into the phone suddenly when she asks if he was still there. I giggle and walk around him, sliding onto the desk infront of him. His eyes trailed up and down my body, lingering on the skirt. He beams at me and mouths "looks amazing darling" before responding to Miranda.

I sigh while I sat there, I really just wanted all of his attention. I tapped my fingers on the desk impatiently then an idea popped into my head. I place my feet on either side of his chair, spreading my legs for him. His eyes flash with lust as he realized what I was doing.

I trail my hand down my stomach and into my skirt, rubbing my clit lightly through my panties. His intense eyes watched very intently. He leans forward and runs a calloused hand up my leg, listening to Mirandas instructions. I shiver as he reached my panties, he slowly slides them down, smirking at me as he does so.

"Yes Miranda. She's doing very well." He speaks as he slips a finger inside of me. I bite my bottom lip and grip onto the side of the desk. He pushes another finger into me and begins pumping them slowly.

"I don't know if she's up for talking, she's a bit preoccupied." He states. I could see the look of frustration wash over his face, then he reluctantly agrees and hands to phone to me. I look at him wide eyed, he litteraly had two fingers inside of me. He shrugs and gestures for me to take it. I sigh and snatch it, holding it up to my ear.

"H-hello?" I stutter. Mother Miranda gave a relived sigh on the other end.

"I thought for a moment he was lying. How have you been? Have you been keeping notes like I asked?" She immediately bombarded me with questions.

"I've been doing well, I've been keeping a journal, yes." I smiled down to Karl while he waited for me to finish talking. He soon became bored and gave me a mischievous smirk before lifting up my skirt and begins leaning in. My heart pounds in my chest as I watched him.

"Good, very good. I take it Karls been taking good care of you? Keeping you happy?" He chuckles against the skin of my thigh after hearing Miranda.

"Y-yes ma'am. He's been treating me very well. I'm very h-happy with him." Karl presses a kiss to my clit and runs his tongue between my folds, causing a small whimper to leave my mouth.

"I was worried he'd be alot, he's very sarcastic and has a quick tongue." She states just as Karl shoves his tongue inside of me. I grip onto his hair and clench my thighs around his head.

"Y-yeah, very quick tongue. B-but it's fine, I enjoy it. Keeps things interesting." I admit. Karl swirls his tongue around before smirking against me.

"Alright well I guess that's all. Contact me if anything should come up, I hope to see you at the next meeting." She states factually before hanging up the phone. I drop the phone onto the desk and whimper loudly.

"Fuck, Karl." I moan and grind against his face. He soon replaces his tongue with three of his long fingers, pumping them fast and hard into me. I throw my head back and let out a loud moan.

"That skirt really looks adorable on you darling." He coos while he curls his fingers inside of me. I bite my lip and whimper in response to his words.

"Cmon darling, don't be rude. Say thank you." He teases. He kisses the inside of my thighs, nipping occasionally, surely leaving marks.

"T-Thank you~" I whine as I involuntarily buck my hips on his hand.

"Thank you what?" He whispers against my skin before kissing it once more.

"Thank you sir~" I cry out.

"Good girl." He groans. He then pulls his fingers away, causing me to whine from the loss of contact.  He smirks at me and stands up, unbuckling his worn belt. I didn't feel to upset anymore when he revealed his hardened cock.

He lines the tip up with my entrance then slowly pushes into me, gaining a moan from me. He grips onto my hips tightly while he begins thrusting into me, slow at first then hard.

I grip onto the edge of the desk tightly while it shook violently under out weight. He presses sloppy kisses to my neck while pounding relentlessly into me.

"I'm getting close~" I whine.

"M-me too." He breathes against my neck. He places his hands on the desk to sturdy himself while his thrusts became sloppier.

"Oh fuck! Thank you sir, thank you~" I moan loudly while I came undone, sending him into his own orgasm. His breathing was ragged against my neck while he breathlessly moaned profanities.

He pulled back and cupped my cheek, kissing my lips sweetly. I smile into the kiss and place my hand over his.

"So I guess you liked the skirt, huh?"