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Savage Love (PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable)

She fit so perfect against him, holding onto him gently on the mat they shared. He stayed up almost all night just eye fucking her.
 
He was a drooling mess, his night filled with delirious, depraved fantasies and fighting urges to not grab at her, to wake her up and beg her to fuck. He could barely take it.
 
She was feeling it when they laid together, his massive cock pressed hard against her backside as he struggled against his base urges. He would never say anything, but she knew.
 
She was embarrassed each night and felt for him that he couldn't have her with his whole company with them. She would have to make it up to him some how.
 
She could feel his hot breath, almost hear his struggled groans as he grabbed weakly at her hips, thighs and breasts.
 
She gave soft noises as quiet as she could, trying not to squirm too much and alert anyone. Did she want him just as badly?
 
The thought drove him to madness, or at least to the brink of it. He needed her so badly, so very badly. He started getting greedier, sleeping almost nude next to her his body was running so hot.
 
The men tried not to question it, it was rather warm here in the forest of France so they chalked it to that. Aileen, however, became rather embarrassed to be so close to him like this.
 
"I wonder if there's a lake near by...it's so warm...and I could use a wash.." Aileen mumbled to herself one day. The thought sent Ludwig's mind spinning. His new wife? Dripping wet? Sparkling in the glow of the sun?
 
He nodded and decided to ask around when they found trading posts, and eventually found out about a lake large enough for bathing.. and privacy.
 
Ludwig, however, was restless again. Two days ride to the lake? He had to wait TWO DAYS? He couldn't handle it.
 
"Ludwig?" Aileen noticed the soft stress on his face, "Are you well, lee...lee..." Her brow knit tightly, "liebe..?" She looked up at him, as if asking if she did it right with those fucking begging eyes of hers.
 
He smiled and nodded, moving to kiss her gently in reassurance. He had no idea how bad it would be.
 
He fought the unbearable temptations that screamed through his body. He pulled back, and they continued on their ride.
 
Aileen would entertain him with old Irish stories as they journeyed on, feeling that such a long journey would not be so good on the mind without something to occupy it. But she didn't know that his mind was occupied with thoughts of her wrapped around his cock.
 
It's all he could think of. Day and night, in sleep and awake, he was close to begging to stuff her with his cock.
 
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