Scrapped Metal {Karl Heisenberg X Reader}

Snuggles with Karl

Slowly opening your eyes you found yourself snuggling into something warm and hairy which was really comforting. Snuggling into it you decided to look around at your surroundings by pulling your head back a little bit, getting a better view of what you where clinging onto.

Now your eyes have fully gotten use to the dark room, you found that the thing you where holding onto a sleeping Karl Heisenberg.

Face turning into a shade of crimson red as you remembered what happened hours before: the striping of clothes, the hot kisses, the heavy petting. Backing up a bit more you tried to push away all those...pleasing thoughts until your body stopped, apparently Karl's arms have been wrapped around you this entire time and now they're keeping from going further from him. But by just looking at the distance you made between him and you, you only travelled about and inch or two away.

Admitting a defeat, and not wanting to fight with Karl's arms, you quickly shuffled back into his chest. Allowing you to snuggle back into him as you tried to fall asleep, impossible now your wide awake.

While shuffling around Karl started to wake up but did it in a way that you couldn't tell that he's awoken. Watching you struggling to fall asleep he decided to bring his arms back in to cuddle with you once more, instantly you looked up to see an amused smile on his sexy face.

Realising that you probably woke him up, you just buried your head into his chest and feeling bad that you woke him. Chuckling he planted a kiss on the top of you head and assured you that your okay.

After his assurance you popped you head back up to look at him with your red blush still clear on your face you asked, "Can I... Can I get that kiss on my forehead?"

"Of course." He responded and instantly kissed your forehead.

Now drunk with power you asked for another one on your cheek, he obliges and kisses your forth cheek. Then the second. Still filed with power you decided to get to the part you really wanted to ask, "Could I have that kiss on my lips please?"

Instantly he went straight for those lush lips of yours, like it was what he's been waiting for for the last few minutes.

As you both passionately kissed eachother you realised how fast this relationship has been going. Think about it, only yesterday did you both admit you love for eachother and now not even 24 hours you've both had sex. To be honest you've known eachother for nearly 2-3 months now but you didn't know he liked you the same why you do. Thinking about how he's probably wanted to be with you since the first week made you want him even more, making you put more effort and passion into that kiss.

Karl slowly pulled away, "You really are a great kisser, Sparky."

Sparky, what a cute nickname. You giggled and started to snuggle into his chest again, wrapping a leg around his you got into a more comfortable position. Karl just shifted his arms to try and help you both get more comfortable, which it did. You where very grateful for that.

"You know this has been the first time in..." Karl trailed off thinking about something, then he continued, "Damn, I think this is the first time I've ever done this."

Eyes widening, you thought back to a few hours ago you couldn't believe your ears. That 'performance' he gave never made you think it was his first time; he made it feel like he's a professional at this kind of 'performing'.

Karl already knew it was your first time, maybe he was saying this to make you feel better?

Jerking your head up to look at him you asked, "Are you saying that because it was my first time and you wanted to comfortable me?"

He responded after a long pause, "Well it doesn't matter if it's your first time or your sixth, the only thing that should matter is who you do it with."

"That doesn't answer my question."

Karl chuckled, "Honestly this is the only time I remember having sex, if I already had it then I don't remember. But my memory's pretty good so I think it's unlikely that I'd forget something so important, especially that."

You thought about it a while and then started to snuggle back into his chest, "It's fine if you're not my first-"

"-But your definitely my last." He interjected before you could say the rest of your sentence.

The tomato like blush exploded as your small cheeks as you thought about the implications of that statement, but wanting to confirm it you asked: "Because you don't want another?"

Karl nodded, "I was thinking more of the lines of 'your the perfect one for me' but that's a good answer too."

His reply made your blush way more redder and so you tried burying your head more into his chest. He chuckled at this and placed a hand on your head, rubbing it like you would to an animal with fur. The sensation of him rubbing your hair in this fashion comforted you as you could feel yourself falling slowly into sleep once again.

The slowing of your breathing informed Karl that you've fallen asleep, he then slowed his hand movements and placed his arm back around your body.

With only the sound of silence and your slow breathing Karl closed his eyes and found himself slowly fading into sleep also.

Karl's last thought before sinking into the ocean of sleep was how lucky he was to meet you, how you brought him back to life with your child like wonder and your ability to find happiness in the smaller things in life.

Suddenly a thought, like lightning, struck his mind. Waking him up enough to ponder on that thought, meaning sleep's siren call was drowned out by this idea.

All night in his mind he thought carefully about this idea, an idea so dangerous that it could kill you both. But if you both pulled this off, it would be nothing but smooth sailing for the rest of your immortal lives.

The only thing he would need to start this plan was a stamp of your approval, he can wait until you wake up. But for now he'll let sleep finally take hold of his mind.