Patreon LogoYour support makes Blue Moon possible (Patreon)

Savage Love (PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable)

"L...Ludwig..~!!" She gasped and bit into his shoulder again to try and muffle herself as she climaxed hard, her walls constricting tightly around him, soaking his cock in her juices.
 
He arched hard and suddenly flooded her, pulling back and slamming back in with a roar as he dumped a second load into her.
 
She grunted and whined as he filled her full, feeling some of it seep out of her. She shook weakly, her breathing labored.
 
She looked up at him and gave a soft smile, "I love you, too.." She said softly. She noticed a red streak on his cheek under her thumb and she looked, gasping loudly at the blood under her nails, "O-Oh my God! L-Ludwig, I-I! I-I'm sorry!"
 
She held onto him and nodded, seeing the damage a bit over his shoulder. He wasn't bleeding too bad, but she still ripped him up pretty good. She shut her eyes and held him tighter, "I'm still sorry, lieben..."
 
"Of course I did.." he said, kissing her hands gently. "And lieben, I can withstand so much more..~"
 
She blushed darkly and nodded, "I-I'll remember that.."

He wasn't terribly fond of Sundays. Sundays meant he had to keep his hands to himself and desire from afar. Mutter and hiss to himself as he forced down his urges for a full day before he could touch her again. Even kissing was a strain on his control. But, he loved her enough to respect her wishes, no matter how mad they drove him. She spent her Sunday mornings in the little chapel he had erected for her in a spare room, praying and singing praises. God, her voice was as beautiful when she sang of purity as it did when she sang praises of him in bed. This Sunday was no different. He loved just watching her, everything she did made him love her more and more to a feral state. And in his odd pass time of just watching his wife worship in peace, he heard her began to pray as she usually did.
"Lord, I ask that you cast your gaze on my husband and guide his turbulent heart. He loves so honestly and purely and shows it in such a primal way. I know he is a good man, and I only ask that you forgive him and his sin. He knows no other way to show me his love, and I hold no disgust toward him for it, and I humbly ask that you hold no disgust for him as well. You know him better than anyone, O Lord, so you know my words to be true. As your humble servant, I ask these in the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit." She made a cross and bowed her head, sitting quietly as if waiting for a sign that God had heard her.
 
He was nearly trembling. He gripped the door frame and forced himself away. How could he keep respecting her wishes like this? This was torture.
 
She heard the soft sound of his retreating steps and looked back, frowning softly before she stood and left the chapel. She peeked out down the hall, hoping to catch whoever was fleeting, hoping it was Ludwig.
 
"Ah, lieben!" She moved after him quickly, "Were you hoping to pray with me?" She sounded so happy, so excited.
 
"Ah-I was.. simply checking on you.." he said, smiling softly. "Making sure you were doing alright.."
 
You must log in or register to reply here.
Back
Top Bottom