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Little Red and the Wolf (1x1 w/ Mr.Aznable)

Her expression dropped a bit and she looked away, blushing softly. There was no way he meant her. She was incredibly obvious with her advances but he never seemed interested.
 
He made a noise. Was it the alcohol? Maybe. He looked her over. God, she looked incredible. He gripped his glass a bit tighter.
 
He kept his eyes on her. Her waist, her hips, her bust. God, he was almost drooling. Why though? Why now?" He shook himself out of the torrent of thoughts in his mind. "Er.. well, she's got this beautiful hesd of hair.." he said.
 
"Her body alone can drive a man to madness.." he almost growled. Wait why did he say that? "She has a thing for the color red.." he said again.
 
"O-Oh..." She felt odd, embarrassed even. Where did all her confidence go? She felt like nothing more than a hare caught under the paw of a predator. "She and I have something in common, then.."
 
"Both.." She muttered before finishing her whiskey. She was starting to feel it now, her head started to feel fuzzy and her core began to ache. She shifted and cleared her throat, "I think I'm done drinking..."
 
"Everything alright?" He asked. Fuck, he could smell it. He made a noise, trying to hide the fact that he was taking deep whiffs, needing more of her scent.
 
"Yeah, that whiskey was just stronger than I'm used to.." She said, rubbing her forehead gently, as if it would help clear the fuzz. She didn't seem to notice his scenting.
 
He was throbbing. He moved to give himself some room, and with her head down, she could see the outline of his massive erection. He groans softly, his own mind getting fuzzy.
 
She blushed heavily and looked away. What was wrong with her? Usually, she would jump on a man if he was hard for her, but Ludwig made her stationary for some reason. "Are you ok?"
 
"Jah.. but probably a good idea to head to bed soon, jah?" He asked as he stood, his throbbing cock on much more prominent display now.
 
"Y-Yeah...is there a spare room, or...?" Or would they have to share? She would die if she was any closer to him. His presence alone was overpowering.
 
"There's only one bed.." he said. "I don't usually have guests.." he laughed a bit and headed to the room after locking the front door. "Come, this way.."
 
Oh God. She followed behind him, her heart pounding. He could hear it as if it were in his own ears.
 
He needed to control himself. He caught himself and smiled as he showed her the bedroom. He lit a fire in the small pot-belly stove and started undressing.
 
She hung her cloak up and just watched him. Stop being nervous, she told herself. He's interested, now is your chance. So then why was she so hesitant?
 
He slowly removed his shirt, revealing a muscular frame. God could this get any better for her?
 
He moved and suddenly pinned her to the wall, hands above her head, his forehead pressed to hers. "How's this for starters?" He asked, his voice a low rumble.
 
She gasped and tried not to melt right there, "Th-That's a good start, yeah..." She muttered. What was happening? She was always the one in control, but Ludwig was robbing her of all her power without doing much of anything.
 
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