ʀᴇʟɪɢɪᴏɴ(PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable)

[Mr.Aznable]

“F..Fuck, fuck it’s so good..~! It’s incredible..~!” She gasped, trying to watch.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

She could barely see his fat cock vanish and reappear from inside her, his brow knot tight as he tried to focus.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

She felt it start to well up, she was getting close again. “I-I’m..~!”

 

[PoisonousIvee]

He nodded, "M...Me too...~!"

 

[Mr.Aznable]

She shuddered, letting out a low moan as she pulled him into a desperate kiss.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

He grunted and kissed back, moving desperately before slamming into her, filling her so full that it spilled from her.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

She arched and grunted into the kiss, her walls tightening harder around him, her body begging for everything he had.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

He whined, unable to stop, keeping the kiss and reaching to hold her hand.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

She seized up harder, climaxing again as she held tight to him.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

He gave a strangled cry as he filled her again, stars popping behind his eyes.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

She arched and broke the kiss, gasping for air as she trembled beneath him.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

He panted raggedly as he looked down at her, "A-A...Are you ok, lieben...?"

 

[Mr.Aznable]

She panted hard, nodding as she tried to focus on him.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

His hair was caked in sweat, his breathing just as heavy as he held himself over her, "Let me know...if you're uncomfortable...and I'll move..."

 

[Mr.Aznable]

She nodded and made a weak noise as she moved to kiss him, running her fingers through his hair.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

He kissed back, moaning softly at her touch, not moving an inch until she asked him to.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

She pulled back gently. “I love you..”

 

[PoisonousIvee]

He rested his forehead gently against hers, "I love you, too, lieben.."

 

[Mr.Aznable]

Ludwig snapped awake, gasping and looking around, relieved to see he was in his old body.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

Aileen was beside him, still sound asleep tangled gently in the blankets.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

Was it a dream? He had no clue. Maybe it wasn’t. But he was filled with a resolve, an anger towards the high priest that, momentarily, was all-consuming.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

She shifted gently, moving closer to him and curling into his side.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

He was calm as he moved to hold her, relaxing a bit.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"Mm...~" She moved closer, pressing into him and holding onto him, "Good morning, my love...~"

 

[Mr.Aznable]

“Good morning, lieben..” he said softly.