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Savage Love (PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable)

"L-Ludwig, I...~!!" She gasped and before she finished, she woke up - the sun burning through the covers on the window. She pushed herself up and turned, hoping to see Ludwig, her heart breaking when she was alone. She laid back down and squeezed her eyes shut tight. "Please come home soon, liebe.."
 
Ludwig was having no easier time himself. It was harsh. Every woman looked like Aileen at first glance, and his blood boiled hard.
 
He only wanted her more and more every day, every second that passed he burned for her.
"I've asked around, lord," one of the men approached him, "and the people have seen the bandits come and go from the north. We may fond them there."
 
He nodded and they followed Ludwig to the north, determined to deal with these brigands and go home quickly. It was night by the time they found the hideout, a rocky overhang housed a good handful of them. There were stolen goods all over, the bandits laughing amongst themselves.
"What should we do, lord?" One of the men asked quietly.
"You would do anything for me, right...?"
"Even kill for me...?" Aileen's voice echoed in the back of Ludwig's mind.
 
"Kill them. No survivors." He said as he clamped down the visor on his helm. He whispered back to the voice he heard. "I would do anything for you Lieben.." he said.
 
"Ich liebe dich, Ludwig...~" He could almost feel her arms around his shoulders,
"You have no idea how happy you make me...~"
 
It drove him forward as he lunged into the camp, his voice filled with fury, but his eyes were lovesick and almost glazed. His sword bit deep and his shield cracked bone.
 
He could hear her sigh and swoon, praising him with each kill, promising reward after reward when he returned to her; kisses, physical love, love making, more heirs. He could hardly stand it.
 
He let out cries of unbridled rage, nearly cleaving a man in two before kicking his body off of his blade and looking for the leader.
 
He was a big man in every sense of the word, crushing the armor of Ludwig's men like they were made of parchment.
"If you take his head, lieben, I'll let you use my body in whatever way you see fit. You can even take me against the alter in my chapel, before God Himself."
 
Ludwig was almost blinded by his adrenaline as he roared and flew at the man, his shield taking a large dent before he swung hard at the big man, trying to get him on his knees.
 
He didn't expect Ludwig to be so fast, or for his men to help gang up on him. He was attacked on all sides and swung blindly at whoever drew near before his knees were kicked in from behind.
 
Ludwig shouted a curse and a quick, mocking prayer before a hard, precise swing took the man's head clean off.
 
The men cheered at their victory and praised Ludwig for the kill before moving to return the stolen goods.
"Come home, lieben," she whispered in his ear, "Come home and claim your reward."
 
He took a knee in such a way that his men thought he was bowing in prayer. Underneath the visor, none of them could see that his eyes were all but glowing with need. His breathing was short and his skin crawled as he fought to maintain what he thought was control of his senses.
 
"Lieben...please...my body yearns for your hands on it...your tongue against my skin...your cock in my womb...bitte...why must you torture me by making me wait...?"
 
He gasped and shuddered, opening his visor when his men left. Sweat dripped from his face, and drool dripped from his lips as he failed to fight off the delusions.
 
"Ah, agreed! We've all grown a little lazy in these peace times! It's good to get the joints moving again!" He said before they finished packing up the stolen goods to bring back to the town.
 
He could feel her touching him, her hands moving up his back and over his shoulders, "Why do you insist on wasting so much time, lieben? Don't you want to come home to me?"
 
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