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Getting dragged out of his own house after his wife was killed and his baby taken away by Chris Redfield; Ethan thought his life couldn’t get any worse.
He was wrong.
“I didn’t think there were any of you left”. A voice came just as Ethan was going to pull the lever to open the way to the castle, he turned, raising his gun.
“Who the fuck are you?”
He didn’t seem like any of the villagers, warranted he did have a huge hammer resting against his shoulder.
“Oh? You’re definitely not one of them”. A grin grew to the man’s face, eyes raking over Ethan’s body to top of his head then things from the ground beginning to float in the air, Ethan didn’t know what to do, not like he had any time to react before a searing pain spiked through his abdomen, he stared in horror down at himself, a spiked piece of metal impaling his body, the shock must have made him pass out because the last thing he remembered is the man walking towards him, metal encasing around his wrists.
“Mother Miranda is gonna love you”.
“What even is he?” A voice came, high pitched and annoying, Ethan was rousing awake, his vision was still blurred as he tilted his head up, his eyes meeting with the freakiest looking doll he’d ever seen (this bitch would give Chucky a run for his money!)
“W-Wha?!” The blond panicked, trying to move his arms but his hands were still bound and then his sight immediately went to where he’d been struck prior but there was no inclination of any wound ever being there besides the tear in his hoodie.
Another thing walked into his line of vision and he cringed, some grotesque looking man, it really hardly looked like a man, perhaps a fish creature?
“Mother! Mother! He’s a cat!”
Ethan wanted to object to such words, he wasn’t a goddamn cat! He may have…Attributes but he was still human!
“Shut the fuck up!” A voice then growled at the grotesque man and the doll, the same voice he heard prior, the man that had taken him here in the first place and finally, Ethan decided to actually look around.
A tall woman- Taller than any person he’d ever met sat in one of the chairs, then the man in the cowboy hat opposite her, in the middle a woman adorning a golden mask and finally beside her, a woman in black.
The doll that was in front of his face a moment ago ran towards the woman in black and settled in her lap, Ethan was fucking confused, he hoped this wasn’t going to be a repeat of the Baker’s.
“Although the two of them do have a point, Mother, this man, or whatever he is clearly has feline ears and no doubt a tail, don’t you think that’s rather strange?”
Alcina spoke up, a cigarette holder between her gloved fingers.
Yeah, okay, Ethan thought it was strange but he’d lived this way for the past three years! Whatever he was exposed to in the Baker’s house made him this way, he usually hid it but Chris dragging him out from his home he didn’t even have a chance, luckily he had his jacket on at the time.
“Oh? You’re judging him because of his…Difference!? When you’re a super-sized goddamn bitch”. Heisenberg rumbled with laughter, running his hand over his hammer, staring at his sister just to piss her off and then he turned his head again to Ethan and winked at him.
“Mother, let me deal with him? Oh, I’ll know exactly what to-“.
“I object!” Alcina stood up, placing a hand on her hip, sizing up her brother.
“Heisenberg wouldn’t do a thing! He acts like a child, would you rather Winters getting loose and running a ruckus around the place or me taking care of him, oh Mother, you know I’d take such good care of him”.
Ethan assumed the woman in the middle with the mask was the person they were addressing as ‘Mother’, she didn’t say a thing so Heisenberg took the chance to stand up for himself, rising on his feet and looking up at Alcina.
“Says you! You’ll just play with him then suck him dry! What the Hell is the fun in that? And clearly he’s special”. Ethan was like a perfected version of the Lycan’s! But cat form…Huh, maybe that was the missing ingredient?
“Do I get no say in this?” Ethan suddenly said, moving his hands uncomfortably and the two siblings looked over at him, Ethan had never felt more intimidated and confused in his life.
“Silence!” Another voice was heard, everyone looking towards the centre of the room where Miranda stood.
“I’ve made my choice, Heisenberg he’s all yours”.
“B-But Mother I-“ Alcina started again, Ethan could see her fists clenching almost like her knuckles were going to burst through the fabric of her gloves at any second.
“Yada yada, stop your whining!” The man laughed at her, swinging his hammer over his shoulder, then he was looking at Ethan again, a smirk spreading across his lips.
“I guess it’s showtime”.
Ethan really didn’t wanna know what that meant.
Eventually Ethan found himself in some sort of factory or atleast that’s what it looked like from the outside when Heisenberg was dragging him up the path by the chain from his bound wrists (even if he complained, writhed around and tried to get out of them, he couldn’t, Heisenberg’s invisible grip was too strong).
He was then pushed into a chair, the man staring down at him.
“So, Ethan Winters is it? Say, what brought you here, oh wait, let me guess? The kid huh?” A long chain of smoke was blown in Ethan’s face, the blonde started coughing, scrunching up his nose, a scowl on his face.
“Y-You mean Rose? What did you do with her, you bastard!” Of course he was going to react in such a way, he just wanted his daughter back and if Rose was here with these fuckers, he just hoped she was okay.
“Oh come on now, she’s fine, it’s not like Mother Miranda would even dream of hurting her, but enough about that; though if it eases your conscience we’ll get her back, but first I’m more interested in you”. Heisenberg stepped forward, reaching for Ethan’s feline ear.
“Oh? Honestly I didn’t expect them to be so soft, they really are the real deal huh?”
Ethan made a noise when they were touched, jerking his head to the side, his face blooming red, what? He couldn’t help with how sensitive they were! Heisenberg noticed it, letting out a laugh.
“Well that’s certainly something, you should be glad that fuckin’ Miranda gave you to me and not that bitch Alcina, no doubt you’d be used as her next wine recipe”.
Wine recipe? God all of this was so surreal, he was supposed to be eating food with Mia not getting his ears fondled but some madman!
“Just…Tell me where my kid is please?” He was being nice this time to see if it actually got him anywhere.
Yet Heisenberg just sighed, obviously fed up by all the questions about his family.
“She’s probably with Mother Miranda somewhere or with Fifty Foot Bitch, look, I said I’d get her back and I don’t back out on promises- although there was that one time when Alc- Nevermind! Just trust me!”
Clearly this guy was insane, Ethan knew that but it wasn’t like he was getting anywhere without being scraped to the floor with that huge hammer of his or ripped to shreds by Lycan’s.
So he’d cooperate, for now atleast, he didn’t trust this ‘Heisenberg’ one bit, but if he got out of here alive with Rose then so be it.
He was wrong.
Ethan was so very wrong.
He didn’t expect it, really, he didn’t, Heisenberg was nice, great even, the man had told him the others assumed he was dead, killed by Karl’s own hand and then the niceties happened, Heisenberg catered to his every need, gave him updates on Rose and how she was doing, told him how Alcina mysteriously came down with a grave illness, how the woman in black, Beneviento he recalled? That she’d locked herself in her house, refusing to come out and Moreau? Well, he was nowhere to be seen and without the other lords, Miranda couldn’t yet continue on with her ceremony, Ethan knew it was all Heisenberg’s doing, but why?
Ethan decided to confront him, walking into the back room, of course he was still cautious, after the Baker incident he always was and he never let his guard down, it was the only reason he survived.
“Why are you doing all of this?” Ethan suddenly said, Karl had his back turned, working on something, a hammer in his hand.
“Doing what?” The elder didn’t even bother to turn around, still hammering away at something.
“You know exactly what I mean”. Ethan’s tail was swishing behind him, his arms crossed, maybe he was annoyed by his blunt reply.
Karl then turned, raising an eyebrow at Ethan.
“You mean helping you? I’m helping myself as much as you anyway so I don’t see the problem”.
That wasn’t exactly an answer, Ethan could tell Karl knew that too from the look on the man’s face but Ethan was stepping forward, crowding into Heisenberg’s space.
“I think I deserve a right to know, all of this and I don’t even know if I’m going to make it to the end of the week, you promised me Rose but I don’t see her”.
Karl averted his eyes, he always did when the topic of Rose or Mia came up.
“Look, I said I’ll get her for you, I didn’t say when, things like this take time Ethan, I can’t just snatch her up from her crib and make a run for it!”
Ethan’s face softened after that, feline ears flattening against his head, he knew that Heisenberg was trying.
He then reached a hand out to grab the others shoulder, feeling the man tense up underneath him.
“Hey, I-“ But Ethan was then against the wall, his eyes wide, wrists pinned up besides his head.
“Karl?”
Heisenberg just stared at him, his heart was racing.
He didn't mean to feel like this, he didn’t mean to actually begin to care for Ethan in these few days; for the first time in his life he actually had someone that he could talk to, someone he could actually tolerate being around.
And when Ethan said his name like that? Fuck he was in it deep.
His lips were against Ethan’s in a flurry, grabbing at his khaki coat, tugging it off from his shoulders, maybe it was the heat of the moment, Ethan himself didn’t know but he let Karl pull off his coat, kissing him back.
God what was Ethan thinking?
Apparently he wasn’t because the next thing EthAN knew, he was turned, pelvis pressed up against Karl’s workbench, an arm around his neck loosely, back arched resting back against the older man’s chest.
“Karl-“ He repeated again, his breathing ragged, he knew this was wrong, fuck; he just lost his wife a few days ago and he was already lusting for another? He should pull away, tell Heisenberg no but he didn’t want to, he wanted to be fucked by him, pressed up against a wall, pushed down on a bed, anything.
Where had these new feelings come about so suddenly? Not like he could think straight as Karl’s hand reached down his back, grabbing at his pants, his buttons popping when they were pushed down so roughly, his tail swished behind him, Karl taking the opportunity to wrap a hand around it, tugging lightly.
Ethan reacted with a choked moan, his eyes widened as he turned his head, Heisenberg was just looking back at him with an amused smirk.
“You like that?” God Ethan did like it, he loved it, Mia never touched him like this and she’d been so distant ever since the Baker incident and even before that, the only thing that kept their relationship afloat was the birth of Rosemary (he wouldn’t trade her for the world though).
Ethan’s ears flattened against his head again when Karl’s lips came to his neck, teeth scraping against the sensitive skin, hands travelled beneath Ethan’s boxers then, grasping at his ass, the Neko pushing back instinctively, letting out a noise, then the hand around his neck moved, cupping his chin for a second before two fingers were pressed into his mouth, the blonde almost choked, his tongue swirling around the digits, tasting the gunpowder and metal from them.
“Fuck”. Is all Heisenberg could say, pressing his fingers further into the blond’s mouth, watching him suck on them was making his cock stir, threateningly hard against his pants, he decided he couldn’t wait any longer.
A hand then tore Ethan’s underwear from his legs, ripping his fingers from that whore mouth of his before they were pressing against his hole, the blonde panted, tilting his head back against Karl’s chest as he felt a finger slip inside, he couldn’t remember the last time someone had done this to him, Hell, he couldn’t remember the last time he did this to himself but by God, he’d missed it.
“Please- fuck”. His voice was high pitched, pleading, Ethan pressed back against the older man’s hand, he wanted more, he wanted his cock now but he knew he had to be patient.
Another finger pressed into him, slick with his spit, Ethan was whimpering, biting the inside of his cheek, he had a feeling he might need more than just two fingers.
He couldn’t help for his cock to leak against the floor, red and angry from not getting any attention, he already felt like he was going to burst, Heisenberg’s fingers curling up, suddenly brushing that special place inside of him, Ethan felt his knees buckle.
Three fingers and Ethan felt full to the brim, he was rocking his hips back, trying to chase his high- but then it was all taken away from him when Karl pulled his fingers back leaving Ethan empty and needing, the Neko turned, teary eyed at the man, an accusing look on his face.
“What are you-?” A gasp then came from his throat when he was dragged out of the workspace, pulled through a door and into Heisenberg’s bedroom, of course he’d been in here before, he was allowed full reign of the factory though he tended to stay on the surface level, he didn’t want to know what horrors were underneath.
But enough about that, because the next thing he knew Ethan was pushed down on the bed, he stared up at Karl with owl-eyed expression, the man stepped back for a moment, pulling off his own shirt, his haired chest on display, Ethan’s eyes raked down his navel, following trail that disappeared beneath his pants, Karl knew he was looking and all he did was simper, making a show out of it, his hands unbuckling the belt from around his waist, he almost contemplated on using it but he’d leave that for next time.
Heisenberg’s pants were on the floor along with his boxers, Ethan knew then the horse symbol for the man must have symbolised the huge cock hanging between his legs, because what other explanation was there?
He couldn’t take his eyes off of it but then Karl was moving forward, grabbing him by the waist.
“Turn around for me?” The man asked him and Ethan obliged, his chest against the bed, arching his back and staring down at the pillow, such a position was embarrassing, he felt every inch of his body exposed, his ears twitching, tail swaying in the air, Karl grabbed for its again, settling behind Ethan, it only made the blonde grab for the pillow in front of himself, his nails digging into the cotton, he felt Heisenberg lean forward, his chest against his back.
“I’m going to fill you up so good, I’m gonna fuck every little mewl out of you until you’re just moaning my fucking name”.
Jesus fuck- Ethan was really in it bad, his mind clouded with lust, all he could think about was Karl, everything about him but most importantly his cock.
“I want-…” The blonde started, throat dry.
“I want it, your cock, God please”.
That seemed to be enough because the next thing Ethan knew, a hand was on his ass spreading him apart, then Karl was pushing into him, inch by inch Ethan took him until his backside was flush against Heisenberg’s hips, the blond’s breathing uneven, a noise coming from the back of his throat when he shifted, he’d never felt so full in his life.
It was almost like a life time passed until Ethan’s head stopped reeling and Karl began to move, grabbing his hips, pulling half way out and slamming back into him, the bed rocked, scraping up against the wall and Ethan couldn’t help but let out a shout, his eyes impossibly wide and gasping for air.
“Oh fuck…” The younger whined, hands flexing against the sheets, Karl was thrusting into him like there was no tomorrow.
“Keep making those pretty noises and I just might let you come”. Heisenberg whispered against his ear it just made Ethan let out a pathetic noise, eyes rolling back, toes curling, he tried to thrust downwards to get any sort of stimulation for his cock but Karl was holding his hips with such a grip, pulling Ethan’s body back onto his cock, using him like some cheap whore.
And Ethan loved every second of it, biting into the pillow, his moans incoherent, feline ears twitching, then he came with a shout, legs feeling like jelly he would have collapsed onto the bed if it wasn’t for Karl holding him up, still fucking into his hole, the man didn’t let up until he was close enough, feeling like he was ready to burst, he pulled out of the Neko, a hand wrapped around his prick and jerking it, his cum painting over Ethan’s ass, eyes half lidded and grinning at the sight.
“I think- I think she’s just about dead now”.
Karl started, trying to get his breath back, looking down at Ethan for a second before he turned and flopped down on the bed.
The blonde blinked, turning to look at the other, a confused expression on his face.
“What?”
Then Heisenberg was looking straight at him.
“I put cyanide in Miranda’s tea”.
Ethan didn’t know what to say, his mouth agape before he was slapping a hand over Karl’s shoulder.
“Why didn’t you say sooner!”
Rose was safe now and he had the most complicated relationship ever, but everything was gonna be okay.