Her breath caught in her throat, not expecting him to shunt into her so suddenly, her nails nearly breaking the skin of his back as a scream stuck in her throat.
He pulled back to the tip and slammed back in, slowly at first, but he began picking up the pace again and again, fighting the urge to beg her to press her nails harder into his back.
She tried not to scream the faster and harder he went, as if reading his mind her nails dug in harder. Did she know he wanted it? God, she was amazing. She was so perfect he could hardly stand it.
They both didn't notice the soft blooming blood under her nails, or the soft burning pain from the rough affections, just the raw pleasure they both experienced; the passion and ecstasy that they drowned in.
He grunted and moaned lowly, and she suddenly felt his hand tangle into her hair, and pull her head back as he bit the base of her throat up to her jawline, before pulling her into a demanding kiss.
She dug her nails hard into his back again, thinking the wetness was sweat and paying it no mind, her legs wrapping around his waist, "L...Ludwig...~!! Fuck...~!!"