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from Eden (PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable)

He arched and let out a low noise, deepening the kiss as he pushed her gently against the doorframe.
 
He tensed, letting out a lower, more desperate noise as he pressed her more firmly against the frame. He pulled back with a soft gasp, with his forehead to hers, and their lips barely touching. “Y-You must think I’m disgusting.. I-I’m sorry, Aileen..~” he said, kissing her again.
 
She gave a loud, almost debased noise at that, and pulled away to turn her head in shame, "I-I'm sorry...! I-I'm the one who's disgusting...!"
 
He shook his head, making another low noise. “Nein, ne- n-no.. never..” he said, barely in conscious control of himself as he began slowly kissing along her jawline to her neck.
 
“Why not..?” He asked lowly in her ear. “Would you prefer your countrymen..?” He asked, not moving away for a moment. She was so soft, her skin smooth, her sounds more intoxicating than anything he’d had to drink before.
 
She shook her head, "O-Of course not...I've ever..." She became embarrassed, "only preferred you...I-I just...my faith..."
 
“Do you want to stop..?” He asked. His mind screamed at him to keep going. “O-Or..” he said, moving to kiss her again. He moved back for just a moment. “Or would you risk damnation with me..?”
 
Her lips trembled gently, wanting to feel his lips again, "A-Ah...Confession is there...for a reason...~"
 
“Share this sin with me then, Aileen..” he said against her lips before pulling her into yet another deep, passionate kiss.
 
He let out a low, husky noise as he pulled her away from the doorframe and tight against him as he tried to figure out where to take the both of them.
 
He nodded and picked her up, her legs around his waist. He pushed her against the wall, kissing her more roughly as he moved to get a better hold on her legs before carefully making his way to her room.
 
He gently kicked the door open and moved inside, setting her down gently without breaking the kiss.
 
He shuddered and made a low noise as he cupped her face gently, pulling back to mutter something. He kissed her again and again, moving to hold her hand. He was losing his mind, and with his forehead to hers again, he rambled out in a husky tone. “Gott, Ich liebe dich so sehr, dass du keine ahnung hast, wie sehr ich dich verehre, Aileen..~”
 
She trembled weakly, not having a damn clue what he said and frankly not caring, "Th...Thank you...I think...~"
 
Their hands met at every button and every lace, small sparks shooting through the both of them as he began to work on her dress.
 
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