The Summer of Heisenberg
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“You’ve been avoiding me.”
It’s more than a little ridiculous, to think that you can avoid the only other living creature in this factory—this factory, which, in the last few weeks, has become your entire world. That doesn’t mean that it’s not an accurate assessment, of course. You have been avoiding Karl for the last week or so and had been hoping that he would be too wrapped up in his work to notice. And it’d been working, too. Until, well… now.
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- Part 1 of The Summer of Heisenberg
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Karl snorts, “Feeling good, princess?” You are, but your pleasure-fogged brain doesn’t quite grasp why he’d pushed you away from him. Is he going back to work already?
Nevertheless, he asked you a question—and so you bob your head sleepily.
“Good.” He sounds so very pleased with himself. You’d roll your eyes, but he’s in a rare, benevolent mood, and you don’t want to disturb the waters.
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- Part 2 of The Summer of Heisenberg
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Heisenberg narrowed his eyes, “I’d never hurt you.” His voice was thick with disgust as he snapped back at you.
“You’re a monster! You don’t fucking know what you’d do in that state!”
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- Part 3 of The Summer of Heisenberg
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You’d never realized how thick the handle of Heisenberg’s hammer was.
To be fair, the thickness of the handle had never really mattered to you, until Heisenberg had asked if you’d be open to the idea of using it in the bedroom. And once you started thinking about Heisenberg sliding that long, thick, knobbed rod inside of you… well, the actual dimensions of the handle became the most important thing.
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- Part 4 of The Summer of Heisenberg
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“It looks like a dildo.” You say. It’s the right general shape and size, although the detailing is a bit… well, lacking. That’s not surprising, seeing as there’s only so much that one can do with metal—
“This end is safe for you.” He runs a finger along the flat end of the dildo, which appears to be covered in a thin layer of… plastic? “And this is for me.” He motions to the rest of the dildo.
Your eyes widen a little, “Is this your way of telling me that you want me to…” You let the sentence hang, not wanting to read too much into those things that Heisenberg has left unsaid. Just in case that’s not actually what he’s saying.
He licks his lips, “We’re gonna have a good time, buttercup.”
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- Part 5 of The Summer of Heisenberg