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ʀᴇʟɪɢɪᴏɴ(PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable)

"Perhaps some more water and bread?" She offered. Perhaps that body of hers, while she was at i- no.
 
"Bitte." She smiled, turning to grab another loaf of bread from her basket. Gods, look at her. She was so sublimely beautiful.
 
He shut his eyes to control his breathing and relax, distracting himself from her body.
 
"Here," he felt her hand on his gauntlet, pulling his arm forward a bit to place a combined slice of bread, cheese, and meat in his palm, "I want you to have your fill, alright?"
 
He nodded, his heart pounding. There was a faint violet flash of a heart shape in his eyes. What was that?
 
“P-Plagued? N-Nein, I don’t know what you mean..” he said. “I-I feel much better now, Danke priestess Aileen.” He said, moving to grab his helm.
 
She put her hand over his again, "Leave it off..." She said gently, "Bitte...? I like looking upon you like this..."
 
"Then...I ask that you forgive me further..." She said before moving forward and kissing him gently.
 
He made a low noise and kissed back, fighting every screaming urge to throw her down.
 
She crawled into his lap slowly, heating the kiss a bit more, giving a soft noise of delight.
 
She pulled away slowly and looked him in the eyes, worried and concerned, "Do you want to stop...? Did I overstep...?"
 
She made a low, almost debased noise before kissing him again, pressing as closely to him as she could.
 
He let out a low grunt and held her tight against him. No, this was bad. He shouldn’t.
 
She shifted against him, as if she wanted more, not daring to pull away from him. She couldn't get enough.
 
He nodded, panting as he got up slowly. It was like a trance. He couldn’t do this. But God did he want to.
 
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