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ᴄʜᴏᴋᴇʜᴏʟᴅ (PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable)

She was going insane, almost literally, and soon her walls clamped dkwn hard around him again as she let out a weak scream of delight.
 
He arched hard, she felt him pulse and throb deeper inside of her than she thought possible. “Th-Thank you, thank you so much~~” he slurred in her ear before kissing her neck up and down again.
 
She was dizzy, her body shaking hard against him, "Uh...Of course...my love...~" What he was thanking her for, she didn't really know, but she was happy he was happy.
 
He panted, a shudder shooting down his spine. He was throbbing harder, and more frequently than before. Was he experiencing the same feeling as her?
 
He moaned lowly at her touch. “S-Synne, your touch makes my b-blood boil~~” he slurred out. “I-I’m..-!”
 
She whined and did it again, her nails grazing his scalp gently, "I'm ready for you, Tadgh...~" She whispered in his ear.
 
He arched hard and howled out some loud, bestial sound of pure bliss as he erupted inside her, his vision tunneling as he held her tight against his burning flesh. “S-Synne, I love you~~!!!” He cried as he climaxed.
 
She grunted when he slammed into her, letting out a weak noise when he held her against him, "I-I love you, too, Tadgh...~!!"
 
“G..God.. I love you.. a-and I’m so happy you’re finally mine..” he said lowly, kissing her forehead, then her.
 
Tadgh was now struggling with his newfound power. Each training session left the field a mess, and left his blood ablaze, his skin crawling with thousands of pins and needles. He craved her, and it was made worse when he saw her watching him.
 
She eould ride out to his property to "check on him", make sure he was staying in top form for her father. But she just loved watching him train.
 
She could swear she would see his eyes flash with an unholy red glow before he destroyed one if the practice dummies, or threw one of his sparring partners clear away. He would look up, at her, even through her sometimes
 
Much like their first time together, her head was full of intense desire. It made her body heat up, like he was some irresistible piece of brutal art.
 
There was a tournament rapidly approaching, with the winner being granted deeds for land, or gold, or even, it was rumored, a token from the fair lady herself. To think that someone else could have even the smallest taste of his forbidden prize fueled some ugly, ravenous desire in him. He would be the winner no matter the cost.
 
"Are you enrolling in Father's tournament, my love...?" Synne asked, sitting and weaving flowers gently into his long hair.
 
“Of course I am..” he said, smiling up at her. “I can’t risk.. well, losing.. you are the grand prize after all..” he teased.
 
She laughed softly, smiling down at him, "One of them, yes...and it's only the winner's choice what the token I give them be. The only thing they aren't allowed is my hand or my chastity." She told him.
 
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