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This chapter contains explicit sexual content. Readers should skip ahead to the 33rd paragraph if uncomfortable. The paragraph will be marked with a [33]. (Had some formatting issues.)

"Aahhh~!" Sarah hissed a low, pleased sigh. Leopold's lips had taken hold around her nipple; his tongue flicked and swiveled, occasionally pausing to suck and pull on her. His hand found her other breast, massaging it slowly. He pinched her nipple gently, earning a quiet, drawn-out moan of approval. She lifted her hips, stretching herself down to try and grind on him again, but she couldn't reach. Instead, she ran one hand through his hair, and the other clawed lightly at his back. He growled softly in delight, his ministrations becoming a little rougher for a moment.

Sarah took notice; in that instant, she arched her back, and pulled him in tighter with her legs, letting out a small cry of pleasure. He swapped sides, kissing and tonguing on her dry nipple, while rubbing on the wet. With shallow, stuttering breaths, she fought to bite back a strange clicking noise. Some slipped through, piquing Leopold's interest – he wanted to hear it. Gradually, he kissed his way back to her sternum, slipping his hands under her. He moved along the ridge of her ribs, then down over her soft stomach, taking his Time in reaching her hips. Her gasps and sighs filled his senses, her hands in his hair driving him wild. Down he went, Loving every little bit of her involuntary jerks, and husky moans. He'd just hooked his fingers around the hem of her petticoat, when his knees began to protest. He grunted his discomfort, but shook it off, until Sarah reached down and lifted his chin.

"Darling?" Their eyes met, and they smiled at one another. "Why don't you come up here with me?" She slipped backwards, and with a smooth, effortless motion, snaked her legs from around and under him. Lying prone in the middle of the bed, she waited – it didn't take long for Leopold to join her. She surprised him, then, by rising to her knees, and pulling him in for a kiss. He happily obliged, and was happier still when she helped him remove his suit pieces. They dropped from his shoulders like a small, weighted sack, relieving some pressure. He tossed them carelessly over the side of the bed, then wrapped his arms around her, holding her tight. Her hands traveled from his head, down his back, and to the hem of his slacks. She slipped her fingers beneath the fabric, slowly working her way around to the front.

"Mmm…Sarah…" He whispered, his hands gliding down her back, and sweeping over her ass. Squeezing her cheeks, he elicited a deep, almost purring hum from her. Her fingers tightened around the front of his pants; she wasted no Time, deftly loosening them, and pushing them down his thighs. At last, his erection had been freed! Breathing a sigh of relief, he pulled her in, still groping her bottom. She moaned quietly, slipping him her tongue as he teased her through the silk. He trembled with pleasure, rocking his hips, pushing and pulling her along with his rhythm. Her soft moans quickly turned to heavy breaths, and long, low, thrumming notes of ecstasy. The sound gave him a rush – he was ready to do away with her petticoat, and lay her down. However, she had other plans in mind.

She suddenly broke the kiss, only to press her lips to his throat, making him gasp aloud. Her tongue rolled over his Adam's apple, giving him a hard shudder. "O-oh..!" She bit lightly on the side of his neck, sucking gently. Leopold groaned aloud, his eyes rolling back a bit. "Ach- scheisse!" A trail of steamy kisses and tender Love bites descended from his shoulder to his collarbone, and down to his sternum. Hands on his chest, she coaxed him into lying on his back. Before long, she'd helped him remove the remainder of his clothing, leaving him exposed. He stared in awe as she continued to kiss down his body, groping and scratching lightly at his arms and sides. He sighed and shifted, placing a hand on the back of her head. His hips bucked without his intention, and she chuckled in response.

"Patience, Darling. I'm getting there." Sarah crept further South, gently raking her nails down his ribs. He arched his back and inhaled deeply, reveling in her affection. She kissed his stomach, nuzzling her face into it before going for his hip bones. He jerked and squirmed under her touch, wanting more. She licked the edge of his hip, then slid her tongue along his lower abdomen, pausing just below his navel. Her lips rested on the thin trail of grey hair leading down to his groin. Flitting her eyes up to meet his, she gave him a sultry smile. His heart squeezed itself, as did his abdominal muscles – her fingertips brushed against his cock, and he stiffened. His eyes trained themselves on her hand, her fingers wrapping loosely around his shaft, stroking him softly. He groaned and sighed, biting his lip, allowing her to tease him without protest. Soon, her hand closed around him, tightening ever so slightly as she continued to rub him.

"O-ohh my…ahh…!" Leopold sighed, a wave of pleasure rippling through his body. Sarah's hand kept a slow, steady pace, all the while her lips continued to travel downwards. She stopped at the base of his manhood, pausing only to shift her hand. Her thumb rubbed small circles on the underside of the head, whilst her deft fingers teased his shaft. "Oh!" He gasped and jolted, threading his fingers through her hair. Their eyes met again – Sarah licked her lips, then dragged her tongue in a slow, tantalizing way, from the base to the head. "Mein gott!" She circled the tip, flicked against the underside, then took it in her mouth. His eyes rolled back, and a long, guttural groan escaped him as she began to work her way down his length.

"Hmmm…" She let out a deep hum, the vibrations exciting his nerves further. She pulled back up, sucking gingerly on his head with quick, shallow head bobs. His jaw slacked, and a deep, gruff moan left him. She kept this up until her fingers tightened around her raven locks. Slowly, she worked her way back down, keeping a steady rhythm that matched his heavy breaths. He exhaled, quiet and ragged, as her lips slid all the way down, and she swallowed him to the hilt. Her tongue worked its way back and forth, and he bucked his hips again, earning a muffled, pleased sound from her. He jerked twice more, tapping the back of her throat. She didn't appear bothered, in fact, she seemed to enjoy it.

"Ohh, Sarah…! Was tust du mir an?!" His breath turned quick and shallow the longer she went down on him. Although tentative, not wanting to disturb her, he pushed her head down gently, coaxing her along faster. Without warning, her lips clamped down around his cock, and she pulled up, releasing him with a pop before answering him.

"Dich lieben." She gave him a wide grin, then went back to work. Her hands gripped at his thighs, her nails digging in ever so slightly. She hummed and sighed, never faltering in her rhythm. Her eyes occasionally flitted up to meet his awestruck gaze. Suddenly, she stopped at the base, pausing only to catch her breath before starting up those quick, shallow head bobs again.

"O-oh!" He gasped hard, watching her closely as she made Love to him. A couple beads of sweat dripped from his brow, the heat rising quickly in his body. Warmth radiated from his core, spreading outward, sending tingling ripples of pleasure throughout. The hand on her head pushed and pulled a little harder. She obliged him instantly, her quiet moans becoming stuttered as she sucked him with greater vigor. His cock hit the back of her throat repeatedly, the heat in his core beginning to turn white hot. With great effort, he ceased to guide her motions, and forced himself to exercise self-control. "Sarah…p-please…! Ach, fick! Bitte, halt!"

Immediately, Sarah got off of him, moving to sit on her knees by his side. "Are you alright, Leo?" One hand rested over his heart, the other fixing itself to a pulse point. With labored breaths, he answered her with a nod, and by clasping his hands around the one over his heart. He gazed up at her, unable to suppress a grin. She smiled back at him, brushing a lock of sweat-slicked hair from his forehead.

"Heh…f-forgive me, Liebling," Leopold chuckled, taking note of the heat gradually leaving him. "I just don't want this to end too soon."

"Mmm…" Eyes half-lidded, she gave him a playful smirk, then licked her lips. "I'll take that as a compliment, Darling."

"As you should." Sitting up slowly, he faced her, pulling her in by the waist. Her arms wrapped around his neck, her lips molding around his. They hummed and sighed softly, holding one another tighter. Their kiss deepened; Leopold slid his hands down to her hips, once more thumbing at the hem of her petticoat. She leaned further into him, shifting her hips back and forth, lightly grinding against him. He grunted his approval, growing weak in the knees for a moment. His flingers slipped beneath the silk, and Sarah's tongue slipped past his lips. He uttered a deep, lustful groan, pushing the garment down her thighs, letting it drop around her knees. The moment his cock brushed her hot, wet folds, he melted.

Keeping her locked in their kiss, he wrapped his arms around her, and gently coaxed her into lying on her back. She went down happily, kicking off her petticoat, and flinging it carelessly in some unknown direction. Sitting up, he ran a hand down her torso, taking a moment to admire her. Her eyes narrowed and flashed pink again; she watched him with a strange intensity, both exciting him, and giving him nervous butterflies. He parted her legs, settling himself in between. Leaning over her, he kissed her again. His shaft rested atop her swollen pussy, and he swayed his hips, teasing her. He drew a growling moan from her, and a similar sound from himself.

"Ohh, Liebling…!" Leopold hissed, gliding effortlessly over her slick folds. Another kiss, and Sarah coiled her legs around his hips, rocking herself along with him. She grabbed his hair, pulled his head aside, and pressed ravenous kisses to his neck. He bit his lip as she nipped and sucked on his skin. Her tongue lapped at the bite marks she left behind – this soothed him. She let go of his hair once he made to move backwards. He sat up and held himself, gently teasing her clitoris with the head.

"Hmm…yesss Darling…" Her purr was pronounced this time, her voice wavering between her normal tone, and up to three additional notes. The unnatural dissonance sent a jagged shiver down Leopold's spine, but he would not be deterred. Adjusting his position, he took a deep breath, sliding his cock down to her entrance. He circled it slowly, watching her face contort with pleasure. She bit her lip hard – a couple of her teeth had turned sharp – and drew blood. No streak of crimson adorned her chin, but rather a thin, ocean blue line. "Go ahead, Leo." She clicked, her voice becoming further distorted by the moment. With a wink and a smirk, she nodded at him. "I'm all yours."

"Nein…" Leopold shook his head, looking over every detail of her, committing this moment to memory. Her eyes widened slightly, she waited for him to continue. "Ich bin dein, Sarah!" His heart skipped a beat as he pressed into her, heaving a shuddering sigh. She inhaled deeply as he filled her, finding his hand and squeezing it tight. He rocked his hips gently, slowly working himself all the way in. A low, shaky moan escaped her once he'd gone as far as he could; he pulled her in by the hips, savoring every moment of her tight heat clamped down around him. His thrusts began at a slow, tantalizing pace. She planted her feet and arched her back, lifting her hips for him to get a better angle. He took this opportunity to reach under her, and grab her ass.

"Mmm…f-fuck, Leo…" She held herself steady, pushing back against him, meeting him thrust for thrust. Squeezing on him every so often, she elicited deep, robust moans from him. Her eyes rolled back, then she snapped them shut, biting her lip, and digging her fingers into his thighs. He groaned aloud, his head rolling to the side as his jaw slacked, and his mouth fell open. Sure enough, he began to fuck her harder, but only a little bit – just enough to get her panting. "Ohh, p-please…more…!"

"Hmm…na sicher…" Leopold growled, giving her just a little more. He bent over her, his lips searching for hers. Just as they kissed, a growl ripped through her chest, startling him. Curious but undeterred, he pulled back just far enough to see her face. The whites of her eyes had turned black, and she stared up at him with small points of bright, pink light. The red tint of her cheeks became a dim, blue glow, and more of her teeth were turning sharp.

"D-don't look…" She turned her head, closing her eyes. The dissonance of her voice took over, ranging anywhere from two to seven tones at once. "I'll frighten you."

"Hör auf, Liebling." He gave her a single, rough thrust, earning a surprised, gasping moan from her. Her eyes snapped open, shifting to look up at him – another, smaller eye began to form on her cheek bone. He brushed his thumb under it, smiling at her. "Du bist so hübsch, Sarah." Sitting back up, he held her legs, hoisting one onto his shoulder. Rubbing her thigh, he turned his head to kiss her calf, savoring all the new, unusual sounds from her as he fucked her from this new angle. The burning coil in his gut returned, tightening a hair more with each thrust, and each of Sarah's pleasured moans and sighs. Her breath hitched in her throat, followed by a series of stuttering clicks, and raspy purrs.

"L-Leo…!" She cried, grasping his hand. Shifting partially onto her side, she rocked herself along to his rhythm. "F-fu- aaahh! Härter!" He eagerly obliged, but soon found himself hurting. He winced as his back popped in an all-too-familiar fashion, and his knees began to give out. Cursing himself, he kept on as much as he could, however, he knew he had to stop.

"Es tut mir leid, Liebling," he panted, slowing down. "Mein Rücken und meine Knie schmerzen…oh!" He hadn't a moment to catch his breath before Sarah had him flipped onto his back. She straddled his hips, wasting no Time in getting him inside of her again. She heaved a discordant sigh, slowly taking him to the hilt, pressing her hands into his stomach, carefully distributing her weight. A second set of arms, underneath the first, reached back to hold onto his thighs. He looked up at her in awe, grinning as she began to gyrate her hips, grinding herself on his cock. "So eine Göttin…!" He growled, grabbing at her hips, pushing and pulling her along.

"Hmmm...Leo-ohh…!" She convulsed, dropping forward, her first set of hands landing above his head, the second on either side of it. Six eyes, all half-lidded and glazed over, met his. She kissed him firmly, drawing a deep, pleased groan from him. He lifted his hips slightly, just enough to get her in position to bounce her ass off of his lap, still guiding her movements, getting a bit rougher. Suddenly, she tightened, letting slip a short cry of ecstasy. "Fuck, Leo!" Her elbows grew weak; she laid atop him, arms around his neck, hands in his hair, kissing him until she was breathless.

"Komm für mich, Sarah…" He sighed and groaned, beginning to thrust again in spite of the pain. His body burned, the intensity rising with each passing second, the coil beginning to blaze. "Bitte…ich möchte dich hören!"

"O-ohh, God yes, Leo…!" She raised herself slightly on her elbows, tightening her walls around his cock. He stiffened, unable to suppress an ecstatic cry. Her pace quickened, her breath becoming labored. Her moans grew louder and more frequent. "Fuck! Ohhh, f-fuck! Leopold!" Her jaw slacked open, revealing a mouthful of pointed teeth, and a tapered blue tongue. Eyes rolling back, her head lolled to the side. She squeezed again, holding it longer, shuddering hard.

"So gut…ohh, Sarah-ahh!" Leopold rammed his cock into her, quickly losing control. The coil burned and throbbed, threatening to release. "F-fick mich…! Ohh, Liebling! Fick mich!"

"AH!" The first harsh cry of ecstasy escaped her, followed shortly after by another. "LEO!" She nearly screamed, throwing her head back. "OHH, FUCK! LEOPOLD!"

"OHH! GOTT! SARAH!" At last, the coil released. Leopold convulsed from the intensity, his cries mingling with hers as he emptied himself inside of her. However, he wasn't about to stop there. Although slowing his pace, he continued pumping her hot, dripping pussy, continuing to draw distorted sounds of ecstasy from her. They breathed hard, pressing their foreheads together. Sarah's joints gave way, and she collapsed on him, nuzzling and kissing his face. He slowed to a stop, his hands gliding up her back, holding her tight, shivering as he slipped out of her.

[33] The pair kissed softly in between deep breaths. Sarah's fingers threaded in Leopold's hair, her features remaining the same. He reached up and cupped her cheek, taking a moment to admire the lights of her eyes, imagining he saw galaxies swirling within them. His hand swept through her hair, bringing her back for another sweet, lingering kiss.

"I could stay here with you forever, mein Liebling," he whispered, stealing another kiss. His eyes grew heavy, and he held her tighter.

"As could I, my sweet," she sighed, kissing him again. Her voice, although still distorted, carried with it a note of sadness. "I'll miss you, until we meet again."

"I'll miss you, too." Another kiss, and a wave of exhaustion began to settle over him. "I'll be counting the days…"

"Before we part…" Getting up, she snagged a couple of pillows, and laid beside him. "Sleep with me?" She opened her arms for him, and was surprised when he pulled her in. Snuggling up close, she buried her face in his chest, wrapping her arms around his torso. He held her as close as he could, kissing her forehead, his nose in her hair. Her wild sagebrush perfume left him intoxicated; he grew drowsier by the moment, quickly losing the fight to keep his eyes open. "Sweet dreams, Leopold."

"I'll dream of you, Sarah…"

When Leopold awoke, he did so with a start. Sitting up straight in bed, he found himself alone, and fully clothed. The bed was neat, as though it hadn't been used for a night of passion. No traces of Sarah remained in the room. His heart leapt with a disquieting pang. Did I dream all of that? He rubbed his eyes, beginning to search for his glasses, his heart sinking by the moment. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed something curious on the pillow next to his. Picking up the object, he held it in front of his face. It was a small, pure white feather, which emitted a soft glow. Fascinated, he picked up on a faint hum coming from it. Holding it up to his ear, he listened.

I'll see you before long, Darling. Sarah's voice, although distant, sounded from the feather. A bright grin stretched from ear to ear as he waited to hear more. It may seem like a while to you, but don't lose Faith. Know that I am with you. The voice stopped there, and the feather turned to dust between his fingers.

"Know that you are with me…?" Something about it struck him as odd, but he couldn't quite place how. He thought back to their Lovemaking, and shivered. The memory of her was so fresh, it felt as though he were reliving it. He considered the way she'd changed, revealing her dark yet shining eyes, sharp teeth, and second arms. Not to mention, the blue of her blood, and blush. Every sound she made after losing control over her voice had intrigued him, and – if he were to be completely honest with himself – aroused him even more.

With this in Mind, and a warmth in his Heart, he left the bed. Making his way over to the door, he adjusted his bowtie, mentally preparing himself for the heist. Looking over his shoulder, he smiled, taking just a few moments longer to relive the memory of Sarah before returning to his life. As he left the room, the door vanished behind him. He stood alone in an empty hall, an eerie feeling washing over him in the dead silence. His footsteps echoed sharply around him. Something about the hallway seemed fake to him, and he walked faster, a lump in his throat. Another corridor intersected with this one. He turned the corner, then stopped in his tracks. The other hallway had vanished, too. An unsettling chill ran through him, and he decided to head down to the bar for another brandy before the tournament.

** Translations:
Scheisse: Shit
Mein Gott: My God
Was tust du mir an?: What are you doing to me?
Dich lieben: Loving you
Bitte, halt: Please, stop
Ich bin dein: I am yours
Na sicher: Of course
Hör auf: Stop that
Du bist so hübsch: You are so beautiful
Härter: Harder
Es tut mir leid: I'm sorry
Mein Rücken und meine Knie schmerzen: My back and knees hurt
So eine Göttin: Such a goddess
Komm für mich: Come for me
Ich möchte dich hören: I want to hear you
So gut: So good