Savage Love (PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable)

She stopped to pull away slowly, "Be in whatever position is most comfortable for you, love...~ I am no more than a tool...~"
 
She could tell, and while part of her screamed to pull away before he did, the other part of her just kept going.
 
He gripped her hair and forced her down to the base slowly again and again, his eyes crossing and his free hand clamped around his mouth to muffle himself.
 
"I do feel the need to remind my noble husband that as his wife, I would be heartbroken to waste any potential chance to finally gift him a son..." She said gently.
 
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