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Karl watched as Ethan stumbled through his factory, his movements clumsy and brash. He was mowing his way through his soldats, or so he thought.
Gunfire rang in the recorded audio of the footage, Ethan filling one of his newer prototypes full of lead. He would have been annoyed if he weren’t so interested in the man. That’s when another soldat came from around the corner, Ethan unable to hear its approach over his own harsh breathing.
By the time he noticed it was charging, it was too late. He turned around, only for the soldat to slam directly into his chest. He let out a shout, sprawling across the catwalk, his gun spinning away and off of the platform.
Now this was interesting.
What would papa do now?
The man laid on his back, his limbs limp on either side of him.
That was strange.
Get up.
Ethan wasn’t moving.
The soldat began to advance, its drill arms spinning with a loud revving.
Before it could get any closer he barked out a sharp order over his speaker system.
“Feuerpause!”
The soldat froze in its steps before retreating from whence it came.
He watched Ethan through the camera, waiting for the man to do something, anything. But he lay there unmoving.
Intresting.
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He walked down to the area Ethan was lying unconscious in, assuming that the man wouldn’t wake up in the short time it’d take him to walk there. He stood corrected, seeing the man up close and personal, splayed on his factory floors.
Despite being rather violently knocked unconscious, the man seemed strangely peaceful. If it weren’t for the soft rise and fall of his chest he would have thought he was dead. For the first time Karl was seeing him with an unfurrowed brow and a lack of a grimace. It was strange.
His eyes wandered down, a rather dirty thought plaguing his mind.
Well, he never claimed to be a saint.
With a twist of his hand his powers unbuckled the unconscious father’s belt, sliding it down along with his jeans.
The man groaned softly, his legs kicking sluggishly as his head lolled to the side. The fourth lord laughed, watching his defenseless body.
He held his thighs with a heavy grip, feeling the soft flesh dimple under his fingers. He pulled off a glove so he could stroke the soft skin, watching as the blonde took in a shuddering breath. He chuckled, fingers digging into the man’s briefs and pulling down only to find a small surprise.
Beneath the layers of fabric was a vagina. His eyebrows raised, shocked but unphased.
“Well, well. You are just full of surprises, aren’t you Ethan Winters?” he palmed the mound, watching as the man’s brow furrowed slightly. Ethan’s fingers twitched, his legs tensing before falling slack once again, his hips jerking with a flinch like buck. Karl pressed the heel of his palm down against the man’s clit, grinding against it with his ungloved hand.
Ethan let out a small huff, his hips twitching as his cunt clenched around nothing. With his teeth Karl yanked off his second glove, spitting it to the side with little care. He snuck his hand up to Ethan’s face, his fingers curling in the soft blonde locks. Ethan was growing flushed, his legs limply bracketing Karl on either side as the lord forced his way into his space.
Karl raised his hand, watching Ethan’s hips twitch before falling still. He lowered his middle finger, stroking it up Ethan’s slit. He was wet. Very wet in fact, he noted as he pulled his finger away, watching the slick spiderweb. Ethan let out a soft whimper, the unconscious man unable to control his vocal cords.
His ring finger joined alongside his middle in stroking Ethan, teasing his clit ever so slightly with each upstroke. Ethan was incredibly wet, the slick making a mess and wetting his thighs and Karl’s hand. In an act of passion, Karl couldn’t help but taste Ethan on his own fingers, licking his own digits to savor the father. Ethan was whining softly, his voice sweet and tuned with pleasure as Karl teased him.
He couldn’t help himself from crawling onto his belly, burying his face in the man’s pussy. Ethan let out a cry and he froze, at first assuming that the man had awoken but Ethan stayed unconscious, his legs shaking and his face flushed.
He ate the man out like he was starved, drinking in every cry and groan that he was able to wring out from the man. He laved his tongue between Ethan’s folds, sucking hard on his clit until the man’s back arched from the floor like he had been electrocuted. Then he thought that surely by now he would have woken up by then, but Ethan still lay there, eyes closed and body probe. He must want this to happen to him then.
With a slick covered finger, he inserted it into Ethan, his cock twitching at the smooth entrance. He added a second, sliding them back and forth without much stimulation, reveling in the warmth and softness of Ethan Winters. Ethan was dripping onto the floor by now, Karl further contributing by thrusting his fingers, using his thumb to massage Ethan’s clit. His legs would jerk before falling still, and his fingers would spasm with every stroke of his clit. Ethan was beginning to pant, drool escaping his open mouth as Karl molested him.
He curled his fingers, lowering his head and giving Ethan’s clit a hard suck. The man let out a cry, his back arched, thighs shaking as his pussy spasmed around Karl’s fingers, his clit pulsing as he climaxed.
Karl couldn’t wait any longer, the man had come already without him. He wasn’t going to take his time, he was going to take what was his.
He spat into his hand, unbuckling his belt with his powers before releasing his cock, slicking it up quickly. Ethan lay at his mercy, pale legs useless and limp, pink cunt dripping and finger fucked open, waiting for him to claim it.
Karl lifted Ethan’s lowerhalf, propping him against his own thighs. He aimed his cockhead for Ethan’s enterance before slowly pushing in with a groan. Ethan was so wet, he was so warm and tight, the walls squeezing him perfectly. He held in his groan, watching for any reaction with bated breath. The man still did not wake, lying limp in Karl’s hold, now impaled on his cock. With that, Karl took it as a sign to start moving, he circled his hips slowly at first, grinding inside of Ethan. He listened to the man mewl quietly, his slick getting all over Karl’s groin area.
Then, gently, he pulled out, before thrusting back in hard, but not fast. Ethan’s body lurched forward with the force, his head lolling as Karl fucked him like a rag doll. He held him by the lovehandles, fucking his pussy like it belonged to him, listening to the man’s quiet groans.
He couldn’t contain himself, almost giddy with the prospect that he was fucking Ethan Winters like the man was a bitch in need of punishment. He thrusts came harder, the man doggedly humping Ethan like a toy.
Slowly, the roughness caused a stir, the blonde slowly regaining himself.
“Wh-wh… unh… where…? Ahhn!” Came the weary voice. Ethan attempted to life his head, only to be interrupted with a hard thrust that sent him reeling, his elbows slipping out from under him as he collapsed limp back onto the floor.
“M-my… you… you’re raping me! Get off me!” Ethan screamed, his cunt clenching down.
Karl let out a groan, rutting into Ethan faster, he released Ethan’s hip with one hand, reaching down to begin stroking his clit. The man let out a scream, his back arching as his legs kicked. “Nh-No!! Get off of me! I ca- can’t- augh, ahnn…” He moaned brokenly, whimpering as the man began to pleasure him against his will. Karl slammed into him again and again, relishing the wet slaps everytime they connected and using Ethan’s body to his own pleasure. Ethan was still wet, his body reacting in a way he would never want. He was dripping onto the floor, an embarrassing puddle beneath them.
He pushed onward, fucking the man until he heard him let out a shocked moan, his pussy clenching tight. Karl groaned, biting the inside of his cheek until it nearly bled to keep himself cumming right then and there.
“Did I find your sweet spot?” he crooned, voice dripping like bitter honey.
Ethan sobbed, shaking his head as his body failed to obey him, lying prone and letting Karl take advantage of it. His limbs were weak, fighting through the village before arriving here already put him at a disadvantage. He is horrible tired, his thighs only capable of shaking as Karl slammed into him again and again.
“Ahnn, please- please… get o-off,” he groaned.
Karl laughed like it was a joke, leaning forward to force Ethan into a kiss. He tasted like smoke, Ethan trying to recoil but unable to escape as Karl forced his tongue into his mouth. He couldn’t breathe, Karl slamming into his g-spot and forcing a pleasure moan to eke from his mouth. He moaned into Karl’s, the lord pulling away with a chuckle.
He gazed at Ethan’s weary body, satisfied with what he had dealt. The blonde was flushed pink, his lips red and wet as he drooled stupidly onto the floor. His hair was messy, tear rimmed eyes reddened and highlighting the blue of his iris.
“St- stop- I’m gonna- I’m gonna-“ came the broken response as Ethan began to buck his hips.
Karl responded by rutting into the man faster, jerking his clit off as he felt his own orgasm begin to build. “You’re so wet and tight Ethan. Feel’s like you cunt is trying to keep me in here.” he growled into the man’s ear, listening to him sob.
“No- I’m not like- Ahn~ I’m not like that.” he moaned pathetically.
With a final pinch on his clit Ethan’s body shook like a live wire went through it, his pussy clamped around Karl and he came with a scream. He squirted this time, his cunt soaking the both of them as he spasmed on the floor.
Karl let out a groan, the sudden tightness of Ethan’s cunt was enough to send him over the edge. He bent over the man and began to grunt fuck him like his life depended on it. He thrusted and groaned as the man fell limp in his hands once more. He didn’t stop fucking Ethan untilhe had milked the last of his own orgasm out of himself, filling the blonde until he could see his own come leaking out of the man and joining the father’s fluids on the floor. His cum flooded the man’s body, the sticky warmth filling him up to the point a small bulge sat in the father’s stomach.
Ethan’s cunt continued to twitch around Karl’s cock, the flushed clit throbbing his slick covered the both of them.
Karl glanced at the man’s face, grinding his hips inside of him to garner a reaction. Ethan let out a soft moan, his eyes closed shut. He reached forward, tapping the man on the cheek to no response.
He laughed, he fucked the man unconcious.