Make It Stop

With a fervor that bordered on desperation, I kissed Ludwig with an intensity that left me questioning my own sanity. Softly, I grazed my teeth along his lower lip, eliciting a deep, guttural groan from him that reverberated through me, sending shivers down my spine.

His response only fueled my body's primal desire, causing me to tighten my grip on him with newfound urgency.

Thrusting my tongue forward, I intertwined it with his slickly one, losing myself in the delicious sensation of our mouths melding together. My lips felt parched, craving the taste of him like a desert yearning for an oasis. I continued to suckle at his lips fervently, my body trembling with a mixture of desire and anticipation.

"Ludwig…" I called out his name between ragged breaths, my voice filled with longing and desperation.

Refusing to break our passionate embrace, I pressed my lips to his with unrelenting fervor, reveling in the intensity of our connection. Despite the overwhelming rush of pleasure coursing through me, a sense of shame and embarrassment threatened to consume me as my body instinctively began to grind against him, seeking further intimacy.

As I felt him grow thicker beneath me, a surge of heat flooded my core, igniting a wildfire of desire that burned relentlessly within me.

As the internal turmoil raged within me, a barrage of self-reproach echoed in my mind like a relentless drumbeat. "What the heck are you doing, Louise? Are you insane? Stop it! Stop this! Fuck it!"

Tears streamed down my cheeks uncontrollably, a testament to the overwhelming flood of emotions that threatened to consume me. I was utterly lost, unable to comprehend the tumultuous desires that coursed through my veins.

Despite my fervent attempts to regain control, my body seemed to have a will of its own, relentlessly seeking out Ludwig's warmth even as my mind screamed for restraint. The sheer intensity of the longing I felt filled me with a sense of dread and embarrassment, leaving me on the verge of madness.

No matter how hard I fought against it, it was as if my body had taken on a life of its own, heedless of my desperate pleas for sanity. In that moment, I was acutely aware of my own powerlessness, uncertain of how to tame the wild impulses that threatened to consume me whole.

As I lowered myself, trailing kisses along Ludwig's exposed neck with my tongue, his response was immediate. A low groan escaped his lips, followed by a sudden stiffness in his body. Before I could comprehend what was happening, he flipped me over onto the carpet, positioning himself above me as I lay below him.

His lips were mere inches from mine, poised to kiss me, when he abruptly halted, a look of realization crossing his features. "Fuck!" Ludwig exclaimed, swiftly moving away from me and helping me to a seated position.

Despite his sudden withdrawal, my hands instinctively reached for his messy hair, urging him closer to me in a desperate bid to resume our intimate embrace. Tears continued to stream down my cheeks unabated, mingling with the tumultuous emotions that swirled within me.

Ludwig's voice was filled with confusion and concern as he questioned my tears, his words laced with a sense of bewilderment. "Why are you crying? Are you hurt? Did I hurt..." His words trailed off, leaving the question hanging in the air.

"Make it stop," I pleaded with Ludwig, my voice trembling with desperation as I closed my eyes in a futile attempt to block out the overwhelming sensations that engulfed me. "Stop this, Ludwig!" I cried out, my voice filled with anguish.

Despite my pleas, I found myself unable to control my own actions, my hands moving of their own accord as they continued to undress Ludwig, revealing his upper body before me. Tears streamed down my cheeks unabated, my shame burning hot against my flushed skin as I watched in horror as my hands descended lower, unbuttoning his pants against my will. 

"Stop this!" I shouted with all the strength I could muster, shaking my head in denial even as my hands refused to heed my desperate pleas. 

"S-Stop what?" Ludwig's voice trembled as he struggled to articulate his words, his gaze fixated on my fingers as they continued to work at undoing his pants.

I could sense the turmoil raging within him, his breaths shallow and ragged, his heart racing in his chest. Despite my frantic attempts to regain control, my body seemed to have a will of its own, driven by an unknown force that propelled me forward.

As our bodies pressed against each other, I could feel the undeniable hardness of him against my thigh, solid and unyielding. The sensation sent a jolt of desire coursing through me, mingling with the overwhelming shame and confusion that consumed my thoughts. Try as I might to resist, I found myself powerless against the relentless pull of desire that bound us together, trapped in a web of longing and desperation.

"Stop my hands," I pleaded with all the remaining strength in my throat, my voice barely a whisper amidst the chaos that engulfed us. "Please, stop my body. Fuck!"

It felt as though my voice was the last remnant of control I possessed, the only thing tethering me to some semblance of sanity amidst the madness. I watched in horror as my veins bulged beneath my skin, a physical manifestation of the internal struggle raging within me.

"W-what?" Ludwig's confusion was evident in his voice, but his body remained still, offering no resistance to my desperate actions. It was as if he was allowing me to do as my body willed with his own, a passive observer to the turmoil that consumed us both.

"Please," I pleaded, biting down hard on my lip in a futile attempt to regain control. But it was no use. "Stop me!" My voice cracked with desperation, tears streaming down my cheeks unchecked as I fought against the relentless tide of desire that threatened to drown me.

Ludwig snapped into consciousness, his previous thoughts interrupted by my sobs as tears streamed down my face, making it difficult to breathe properly.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck! Fuck it!" Ludwig exclaimed, his hand moving to wipe away my tears while the other reached out in an attempt to catch my elusive hands.

His gaze met mine, filled with a potent mix of desire and concern, his lips glistening as he nervously licked them. "What's happening?" he asked, his voice tinged with uncertainty.

"I-I can't…" I struggled to speak, my words barely audible as I choked back tears. "C-control m-myself…" My voice trailed off into a soft whisper as the last remnants of strength deserted me, and I collapsed against Ludwig's chest with a heavy thud.

Exhaustion washed over me in waves, pulling me into a state of semi-consciousness as darkness threatened to engulf me entirely. 

"What?" Ludwig's word was lost in the silence that enveloped us, drowned out by the overwhelming chaos of our emotions.

With a heavy heart and a weary soul, I surrendered to the relentless pull of unconsciousness, allowing myself to be consumed by the cold embrace of peaceful darkness. In that moment of respite, there was only stillness, a temporary reprieve from the storm that raged within me.