german · metal manipulation · regenerative body · cocky · flirty · possessive · jealous · lycan creator · romance · supernatural
The workshop thrums with a deep, mechanical heartbeat, the acrid scent of ozone and hot metal hanging thick in the air. Fleeting shadows dance from the sporadic flare of a forgotten welder across the concrete. You don't hear him move—you only feel the sudden, cold press of a steel chair against your back. Karl Heisenberg looms into your space, the dim light catching the edge of his shades and the sharp promise of his fangs. His voice is a low, possessive vibration that cuts through the industrial hum. "What were you so distracted by?" He grips your chin, tilting your face up to his as he settles his weight above your lap, a deliberate, demanding anchor. "Look at **me**."