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Savage Love (PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable)

He followed her, his strides made with purpose. It in and of itself was a thrill, like she was being pursued by some great beast.
 
She stumbled every now and again, trying to keep her composure; but how could she? Her husband was no more than a wild animal in the guise of a knight, desiring for her and craving her more than he craved air. It was embarrassing as well as exciting.
 
He politely, but firmly brushed people aside. "Not now, thank you." He would say. He was on a warpath, and he wouldn't stop until he had what he wanted
 
"Lady Aileen, is everything all right? You look paler than normal." A maid asked worriedly, thinking she and Ludwig had gotten into an argument.
"All is well! Please do not worry!" Aileen replied quickly, smiling brightly. Hearing her speak german so well only made him want her more.
 
He was close on her trail now. He smile was disarming, letting the castle staff know that all was well. But he wasn't going to show her any mercy.
 
When she reached the bedroom, she pushed open the door and looked back to see how close he was. She was rather alarmed to see he was not far behind her, and she made a cross quickly before backing up into the room.
 
He closed and locked the door behind them, tossing off his gloves haphazardly, as well as a few other articles of clothes as he edged forward towards her.
 
He nearly hunched over, overwhelmed completely. "N-Nein.. nein, lieben, I don't think I can give you any.." he said with a low, devious chuckle.
 
She gasped, tripping backwards and falling onto the bed. Oh no, she was right where he wanted her. Completely at his mercy, or lack thereof.
 
He moved over her easily, moving and pinning her wrists firmly above her head as he freed her breasts with his free hand.
 
She could hear the fabric of her dress tear a bit as he freed her breasts and she squirmed, face dark red.
 
He latched onto her breast firmly, a low moan tearing from his throat as his free hand roamed her body.
 
He growled lowly, releasing her hands so she could grip his hair. He moaned lowly and switched breasts, moving to try and untie her dress with his free hand.
 
Feeling of her nails combing through his hair before he felt her tug gently nearly sent him into a new frenzy. Her strings tugged free one by one as she endured his blissful abuses.
 
He tilted his head in the direction of her tugging, almost refusing to let go of her breast with a low moan. The dress was coming undone painfully slowly. How could she be so cruel? Always wearing such complicated gowns.
 
"Wh-What have you done to me, Ludwig...?" She asked weakly, "I-It's Sunday, we shouldn't be doing this...~"
 
He shuddered and ran his tongue up the front of her throat to her jawline. "All I have done is show my wife how much I love her..~" he said.
 
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