He practically had hearts beating in his eyes as he watched her. This affair with Arthur reminded him so much of just how much she had changed since they first met.
No longer was she the shy and nervous Catholic he had brought across the channel. Now she was a bold and strong woman who no longer cared for how people viewed her; not the servants and certainly not God.
She had never heard Ludwig whine before, and for some reason it made her ache worse. Was it because he was such a strong and powerful man? She had no idea, she knew she wanted to hear more of them. So she slowed down.
He gripped the chair tight, trying to keep his heavy breathing quiet. He hadn’t heard their child cry but maybe she had. Still, he was aching so badly, and he was embarrassed about the pathetic whining that he couldn’t seem to stop.
God, what was wrong with her? Why did she like it so much? She stopped when she heard Annelise fuss and she carefully pulled away as to not jar Ludwig into a frenzy before going to check on the baby.
"What's wrong, mäuschen...? Is Vaati upsetting you...? Fret not, I'll punish him for it...~" She cooed, petting Annelise to settle her.
He arched and nearly froze. Was she suggesting what he thought she was? He gently took her hand, the pleasure he felt intensifying massively as he pumped along his shaft.