Savage Love (PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable)

She pulled him gently, guiding him toward the bed, where she fell back into a seated position but refused to break the kiss.
 
He finally got her breast freed. Her figure had enraptured him when they first met, and it had only gotten more out of control after the birth of their daughter. Her figure was more full, begging for another child, and he was only too glad to oblige.
 
She moaned loudly, desperately, when his lips found her breast, and she tangled her fingers in his hair to encourage him, "G-God, lieben...~"
 
She was watching him. Had she been watching him this whole time? Her eyes were heavy and dark with lust, looking down on him - not at him - through her long lashes.
 
He let out a low moan, trying his best to burn the image into his mind. Why was she looking at him like that? He had no clue but he didn’t know it he had ever been this worked up before. He sucked harder, thinking perhaps she was growing tired of him being so gentle.
 
"Do you not wish to procreate, lieben?" Why did she sound so sad? She frowned gently and averted her gaze in shame, "I understand if this is all you want of me..."
 
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