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She swallowed the last gulp and tried not to shudder, "Wh-Wh... Where did that come from...~?" She asked, already starting to slur

His eyes held her gaze, smiling down at her as he made her drain the glass.

Her face turned a darker shade of red as she did her best to drink it, staring into his eyes as she did.

He took it from her hand and pulled back slowly. “Better finish it then.” He said as he cupped her chin, forcing her mouth open as he began to slowly pour it into her mouth.

"L-Lieben...~! M-My Spritz, wait...~!" She whined, "I-I'll drop it...~!"

He inhaled her perfume and let out another low moan as he ran his hands all over her slowly, savoring every dip and curve.

She had to hold her drink to the side to keep it from spilling, her other hand weaving through his hair as she moaned loudly, "L...Ludwig~!"

He moved over without a second word, kicking the door shut behind him as he moved to start leaving marks on her neck and shoulder, letting out a low moan.

Her hand stopped and she let the robe fall back down her shoulders. "Hungry...?" She asked softly.

“No, don’t.. don’t fix it..~” he said, his smile love drunk, with an almost sinister fire in his eyes.

She looked confused for a moment before glancing at herself. "Oh!" She pulled her robe up, giggling, "Forgive me~ how immodest of me~"

His knees nearly gave out. She knew he’d defended her. He knew how she got when she drank, and he bit his lip hard. “Th-Thank god no one else can see you..~” he said.

The drive home seemed like an eye blink, and before long he was stepping through his front door. "Ludwig?" God, her voice. Aileen came out of the kitchen, her long tulle robe hanging off her shoulders, an Aperol Spritz in her hand and her face...

Bump

He gave them a vague wave, seeming more tired than anything. But his addled brain was wracked with images and views of his gorgeous wife.