Wolf and a Religious Experience | By : BashZeStampeedo Category: +S to Z > Spice and Wolf Views: 2447 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Lawrence's entire body was flushed as he sat between the pews in the church. Hiding between them was a trick he'd mastered far longer back than most people would remember. Sneaking into churches wasn't difficult, not when you used to do it all the time as a little kid.
Tonight, though, he wasn't the only one that had snuck into this particular sanctuary with.. business to take care of. He was scared stiff the moment Evan and Elsa furtively made their way to the altar and began whispering. So long as he wasn't caught he didn't care. He could make it work with them there. But since she'd dropped her bible, his jaw had joined it on the floor.
"Methinks thou doth protest too much."
The few words he heard made it clear that Evan and Elsa got far more action than he ever did. Damn that wheat grinder! Did he really want to leave town, with such a sweet girl willing to go this far with him? Lawrence would KILL for Holo to act that way! His eyes had bulged out as much as his cock did, watching Elsa's dress creep up her milky thighs.
"Rrrr.. hahh.."
Damn it all to hell. Elsa just looked way too much like Holo, especially with her hair down. Those slender, yet shapely legs, those perky tits, that tight little pussy that just looked sooo inviting.. fuck, he couldn't take it anymore. Especially when he heard her stifling that cute little voice of hers. Just too much like Holo. And even more like how he wished Holo would act.
Fap.. fap.. fap..
God, he wanted to tap that sweet piece of wolf ass. He tried so hard to close his mind, but it was never any easier. Sure, he liked a fuller figure. He liked big breasts, he liked round asses, he liked thick thighs. But he also like 'em small and fit.. he knew they would be wilder in bed. He had quite an imagination, having had so many years to train it.
"Hahhhh~"
If only those could be his hands exploring Holo's wet little snatch up there. Her blue-balling tactics were so vicious that he'd had to use every possible excuse to find a moment for himself. Ostensibly for "business" of course, but she could obviously tell the truth. Still, she always let him wander off to tend to himself. Oh well, her loss.
Fap, fap, fap.
"Unh.."
That's why, for the first time in a long time, he was stifling his voice while hiding between church pews. His dominant hand was wrapped around his cock, and the other was making mischief in parts beyond. "The full Lawrence," as Weiz came to call it. He couldn't get off easily, and he only had a little time. His balls needed relief.. so very, very badly.
"Nnng.."
He was breathing even more heavily than usual. It wasn't just Evan and Elsa, he was also remembering how close he'd come to jumping Holo's bones the other night. Just seeing her lying there so defenselessly on the bed made him glad he hadn't had just a few more drops of wine that night. If only she would so much as glance at him with a hint of longing..
"Hmmpphh~"
Fwap, fwap, fwap.
Now, it was just him and his hands. His friends called him "the flute merchant" for a reason, but they didn't dare to really laugh at him for it. Even Mark's wife came to him for tips. Which had evidently worked, given how frisky they'd been between Lawrence's visits to Kumerson.
"Ngahh.."
He felt his cock throb as he slid his hand up and down its length. The sensation of being pulled to and fro that way was ten times better when he imagined it was Holo's mouth. That's why his hand was sliding over a damp rag today. If he pinched with his other hand, he could even simulate what he imagined her fangs would feel like..
" OOohh Gooood~!"
"Hnng~!"
Hearing Elsa's shuddering voice call the Lord's name in vain like that was enough to finally set him off. Deep in his mind he craved to hear Holo shouting out like that, so much that he could imagine her doing so. His dick was pulsing so furiously in the rag that he worried it was going to spill out.
"Hnnn~"
He was actually whimpering. Whining like some pathetic cur. He was so glad he was chewing down on his wallet right now (the odor of money always helped him along). Holo had asked him to go fetch something, but his inner turmoil at being her manservant had finally boiled over and he came to the only place in town no eyes should be on him.
"Mmnnn~"
His breathing slowly steadied as he lay there between the pews, until he finally began to crawl his way away. He was happy he had mastered such stealthy arts when he was younger. Holo would be wondering where he was soon, as she read in that secret room on her own. Besides, Evan and Elsa deserved a little privacy. He really should get to work.
"OhHh God~ Evan~!"
Jeez, right there on the altar? Good lord, were kids ever bold these days..
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