ʀᴇʟɪɢɪᴏɴ(PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable)

[Mr.Aznable]

He tried his best to hide his smirk as he moved to grab a firm hold of his sword. “As would I.”

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"The you mustn't delay a moment longer." She said.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

He stowed his blade and nodded. “Your chambers? Here? My chambers?”

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"Here," she said, prepping the alter, "here is good...~"

 

[Mr.Aznable]

He nodded and set his blade aside, moving to undo the clasps on his breastplate.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

She made a small noise, reaching for her robes to pull them free.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

He moved and kissed her hard, making a low noise as he watched as she disrobed, struggling to keep himself in check.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"What's wrong, lieben~?" She asked, robes falling open.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

“Something during the sermon..” he said. “Made my head spin.”

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"Oh? Were you moved by our spiritual work?" She asked, petting his chest.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

“I was moved by the oils..” he said, feeling his cock throb under his armor,

 

[PoisonousIvee]

She purred softly, "They are made to help us feel more connected to Her...~"

 

[Mr.Aznable]

“The scent drives me insane, lieben..” he said.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"Then lose control~" She said, moving to kiss him, "make your offering~"

 

[Mr.Aznable]

He did as she asked, letting out a low moan as he kissed her hard.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

She moaned and kissed back, bracing against the alter for stability.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

He pinned her to the altar, the scent filling his skull as he moaned softly.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

She reached with one hand to try and help remove his armor.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

He made a low noise, moving to help her when he could.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

She tried to treat his armor with respect, but she wanted it off. It was in the way.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

The armor started to fall off of him, his annoying reverence to his protection getting in the way almost as much as the armor itself.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

She just wanted it off. And when it finally did, her hands moved under his tunic and worshipped his chiseled form silently.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

He moaned softly as he moved back to give her more room. “D..Damn oils..”

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"I wish you were used to them~ you wouldn't be struggling~" She said.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

He made a noise and shook his head. “I-I wish I was too..”