Authorial Note(s) : It took a rather long time but I finally got around to uploading this piece. Thanks a lot to following reviewers LadyTilBug, Spontaneity, x . eTak. x and sweetypie15.

Enjoy? Next update will include Hellstrom.

Rites of Spring
Title: Spider's Web
Length: 5 pages, 2095 words
Characters: Hugo Stiglitz / Original Female

Adelaide Devereaux's back thudded almost painfully against the wall in the shadowed room they'd entered. The sharp sting that flashed through her consciousness and down her spine was quickly forgotten thanks to the strong male form pressed against her. A knee slid along her legs, settling between her thighs allowing his hips to set flushed against her own. With hands like claws, calloused and gun worn fingers dug into her mass of thick hair. Yanking, and angling her head for better access to her mouth.

In the darkness their mouths melded in some bizarre fight for dominance: teeth clashing, scraping lips and pulling. In the end though, it was she that was left with the swollen lips. As his hands slid from her hair to lazily trace her spine her body arched into him while her head falling against the wall weakly. His lips moved south, kissing her exposed neck that had been offered up carelessly, suckling and biting as he pleased. His teeth scrapped their way down her neck, leaving a steady streak of red in its path while his fingers moved to her hips, digging into the flesh.

It was odd, Adelaide thought, that a man like Hugo Stiglitz would treat her so fine, as if she was made of glass.

All too suddenly the warm mouth on her throat was gone, causing a whimper to bubble in her throat as Hugo stood before her, arms braced on the wall. As Adelaide gazed up through thick eyelashes, she watched as something akin to a smirk – but darker, so much darker – crossed Hugo's usually stony face. Deviously he bowed to her level, his face besides her own, silently taking in her flushed appearance with his own glazed eyes. And his eyes – God, Hugo's eyes – Adelaide was certain something very dark had crossed in them, something menacing and yet, incredibly beautiful lurked.

Her small nimble hands ran up his shoulders to the back of his neck, trying to urge his head to move, for his mouth to go back to its previous activity. Hugo moved not an inch, his mouth quirking only slightly as another whimper escaped from Adelaide's throat. Calloused fingers gripped her fact, seizing her in a gentle grip. Caressing her cheek softly while his thumb traced and parted her lips to feel the contours, the dents, his teeth had left in the tender skin from being rough. His touch though, only made the frustration she felt worse; she was on fire, everything was burning from the inside out.

Hugo's gaze caught her own, his eyes not-quite as green as he dripped down, closing his mouth over the abused lower lip. His tongue soothed over them delightfully before gliding back up, sliding into her mouth in one fluid motion. Once again, teeth clashed against teeth, Adelaide's own biting down on his own lower lip though Hugo only groaned as the taste of cooper filled both their senses. He deepened the kiss even as blood slipped from the corner of his mouth, walking from the wall, hip to hip, back towards the bed. The mattress and sheets were soft, and as they dropped to the bed, Hugo's tongue followed the smeared trail of blood around Adelaide's lips as his body loomed over her own. While one hand traveled up from the back of her knee to thigh, removing her knickers and dropping them absentmindedly.

Hastily, Adelaide's quivering fingers reached down to tug at the buckle of his uniform while groaning into his mouth. Reaching down with one hand to help her, Hugo refused to part from her lips as the other anchored itself on her collarbone. The buckle and zipper came undone easily enough, bunching around his hips as he stooped to nibble at the underside of her jaw, speaking between bites.

"You won't be able to walk when I'm through with you," He grumbled, his voice rumbling in his chest as he rocked against her hard. His German accent was heavy on his English, noticeable and thick. Still trembling fingers teased the skin just above his hips, trailing along his lower abs and groaning delightfully as the contours of his body jumped under her touch.

Watching the desire grow in her eyes, Hugo chuckled darkly as he smashed his mouth against hers, one hand palming a breast through her dress and squeezing hard enough to make Adelaide gasp. As his lips, plump and warm, parted her own, her fingertips followed the path mapped out by the 'V' of muscle along his hips.

"I'll be honest with you," Hugo growled against her lips as he bunched her dress up around her hips while his hands moved her legs around his hips, "this time is going to be hard, fast; but after that, I'm going to memorize every inch of your body until I can make you come in my sleep."

She responded to his voice with a delighted shiver before his hands snagged her hips in his rough grasp. His fingers dug into her hips, leaving small crescent moon indentions from his nails in her pale skin. Meeting her eager hips, he rolled his own forward swiftly, sheathing himself entirely. Stretching and brushing against sensitive nerve endings Adelaide felt as if she was going mad. Everything burned, and the room felt stifling hot. Everything about him intoxicated her, from his smell to his looming presence, his dress shirt becoming undone somewhere along the way to show off his chest.

While she hissed, he groaned; the skin on skin stood as its own silent confession between the two. Hugo didn't pause or falter, but rather kept his word; his thrusts were rough but somehow calculated, with every push sending him deeper. His hands gripped Adelaide's tightly above her head as he drove forward, dominating her small form completely.

Adelaide could barely take it, he was too good. Every movement he made had a purpose; every rough thrust were lined to hit something new, something unexplored that made her cry out his name like some fucked up song.

With Hugo mouth beside her ear his hot breath lulled her closer to euphoria while growling out the most sensual things she had ever heard. Dark thoughts, possessive mantras on how she was his; no other man could ever have her, after this no other man would be able to satisfy her ever again.

She obliged happily, submitting to his words as she rose to meet him. Adelaide could only groan in awe as his hips rolled into hers. He moved in such an experienced and fluid way it made her unable to think of anything past the edge of the bed.

"Oh, God," her voice was neigh while her form was nothing but a weak mass of flesh, her head leaning back with eyes closed.

"Louder," Hugo growled against her throat as his teeth drug into the skin while his rhythm shifting into deeper, longer thrusts. The sudden change sent her to a whole new level of euphoria, her mind in a pleasurable haze as she called out like a Greek siren of myth.

"Y-yes," Adelaide's voice cracked under the weight as one of his hands gripped tightly her thigh, hoisting her higher and higher…and oh, wow. Coupled with a quick twist of his own hips, he hit something Adelaide hadn't even known existed.

So far gone, she couldn't even feel the fabric of his SS uniform chaff against the skin of her thighs. Her heart was beating erratically loudly in her ears making Adelaide's own moan sound dulled, if muted. Groaning Hugo murmured something darkly in German before stealing her already bruised lips. Within seconds something deep within her pulsed and while Adelaide hadn't been sure if it was him or her, she didn't really care until he slowed, dragging her back and forcing her to feel empty and strangled. Flushed and breathing heavy, she didn't even try to contain the whimper that escaped her throat. Before she could regain any sense of coherency however, he increased his tempo. With on hand grasping her leg up against his should and the other planted firmly against the bedding between her neck and should as an anchor.

"Look. At. Me." Hugo rumbled as his hands turned her face upwards him carelessly. His fingers digging into her skin so hard at the corner of her jaw Adelaide saw stars.

His eyes seemed almost black in the dim room while his mouth twisted into an animalistic snarl, like a hunter on its prey. In any other time she would have been scared, but in the heat that passed between them, his look only served to make her on everything it once, it sent her mad: the weight of his hips against her own, the rhythm he had set, the feel of his hands against her form and the way the sweat in the dim light gave him an eerie glow. Almost like an Adonis of Greek myth.

Even though she was shaking with muscles straining she refused to break their eye contact. Staring at him with such intensity her lower-half burned chaotically as something raked across her senses. The tide swells, turning and churning steady like a gather storm. Every nerve is alive with every sense locked on to only him and how she would never wish it any other way. She is so close, so very close and Hugo knew it.

"So nah, so nah." (So close, so close) He ground out through clenched teeth, his strong jaw set hard as his eyes spurred to life, entangled the woman below him like a fly caught in a spider's web. And perhaps she was, a Persian in bed with a German officer. "Eins mehr, eins mehr," (One more, one more) He repeated darkly to himself, while a fiery determination fixed in his gaze. Adelaide could only release a sharp gasp as he dropped her leg to hold her in a more intimate position while he drove on. Coupled with his unmoving gaze, it more than did the trick.

Moments passed while her legs still gripped around his waist tightly, trying desperately to suppress the tremors that surged through her. Left breathless and straining beneath him her entire form tensed around him with him soon following, his teeth burying themselves into the side of her neck, adding to the collection he had left previously. As Hugo's hips slowed to a stop, his teeth slid from their place in her neck allowing himself to lull against Adelaide's body, breathing heavily her legs slipping from his grasp.

For a long while, he remained slumped against her flushed form, his head cradled between her neck and collar bone. He shifted, choosing instead to move beside her as his right hand dug into the pants of his uniform to pull out a cigarette and lighter. As the chill of the dark room hit her, the lust that once clouded her mind quickly cleared like fog. What she had felt before, something akin to uncontrollable need, had been replaced with a deeply sewn fear that dropped like a stone in the bottom of her stomach as she watch him take a drag of the tobacco.

There was somewhat of an uncomfortable silence between the two before her thoughts were broken by his silent offer of the same cigarette he had just taken a few drags from. Blushing her somewhat shaking hands took the offered stick easily, inhaling the poison deeply as she allowed her head to fall back on the worn headboard.

As it stood, maybe it hadn't been such a mistake to fall into Oberfeldwebel Stiglitz's web after all.

FIN.