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Satanized (PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable)

She held her breath a bit so she could listen; the loud wet slapping echoing through the rokm caused her eyes to cross, her nails biting hard into his back.
 
He let out a low whine and grunt, trying to be quiet as he moved even harder and faster. She was so wet that it made his head spin.
 
He had to stop, gasping and panting hard as he had been holding his breath. “S..So good..~~”
 
She took a deep breath through her nose, her breathing a bit labored as she tried to look up at him.
 
He let out a low noise as he looked down at her, biting his lip. “Y..You’re so.. perfect..~” he said as he pet her cheek.
 
She relaxed, leaning into his touch, her mouth still covered by his hand. She let out a soft noise to let him know she was enjoying herself and his words.
 
He started moving again, faster and faster. He was drooling, moving his hand to hear her sweet sounds.
 
"G-God, Ludwig, you're amazing~!! I-It feels so fucking good, I-I feel like I'll die if you s...stop~!!" She cried out, the force of his thrusts forcing out the air and moans from her lungs.
 
He moaned louder at her words, moving harder as his hands dug into her hips. “I-I’ll never stop, w-we can s-stay like this forever..~~”
 
He let out more low noises as he pounded into her again and again. “C-Cum for me. P-Please, please I need it.”
 
He howled and began slamming into her spot at a maddening pace. He knew she was close now, and he was lost in his own delusions. If he could have her ready for him as soon as he walked in the door, locked together like this, he could die happy.
 
"L...Lud...~!!" She was cut off, so wracked with pleasure that she couldn't even scream as she doubled over into him and her legs locked tightly around his waist. Her walls, hot and tight, only seemed to become molten hot and constricting.
 
He paused, covering his mouth to try and stifle his pleasure maddened giggling, but failed. He didn’t stop moving, however. He needed more.
 
She was too dazed to really acknowledge his giggling anyway, much to his relief.
"P...Please..." She slurred, "m...make me...a mother...~"
 
He shuddered hard and moved harder. “O-Of course, lieben~~” he said. You don’t need anyone else but me. You’ll be happy with only me.
 
“O..Oh, ooooh f-fuck.” He gasped suddenly. His movements were getting desperate, his breathing getting faster. “A-Aileen, fuck I’m g-gonna..~!!”
 
"Y-Yes, fuck yes, I want it, my love, I need it~ please give it to me, I don't know what I'll do if you don't ~!" She begged weakly.
 
He roared, slamming into her again and again, each time causing him to pump more and more seed into her greedy womb.
 
She held onto him tightly, chanting how much she loved him and how good he made her feel; how full she felt and how thick he was.
 
He huffed and panted, kissing her face over and over again. He told her how he loved her, how he would do anything for her. Anything, that is, besides give her a child. He didn’t tell her that, however.
 
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