[FIC] Even Exchange
Title: Even Exchange
Rating: PG- 15
Character(s)/Pairing(s): Denmark/fem!Norway
Word Count: 355
Warning/s: non-specific sex, genderbend
Summary: Denmark muses on what he likes about Norway.
A/N: Written for my own amusement to see if I could pull off 'vaguely porny' and because I like the idea of an aggressive Norway.
For all her placid demeanor, Norway is ruthless in bed, and Denmark wouldn't have it any other way. He enjoys that she isn't shy of pulling his hair just a bit too hard and dragging him in for a rough kiss. She stakes her claim on his skin and Denmark likes every mark left behind. She pushes him on his back and does damn well as she pleases. She'll trace over the scars on his body, making him remember the story behind each one. She'll put her mouth on him and make him forget it all just as easily, as she rakes her fingernails up his thighs.
Denmark loves that she gives as good as she gets, her hips meeting his on each thrust. He likes to see the curve of her body as she moves with him and her eyes staring up, demanding more. She never says much, but Denmark thinks the little pants and sighs he wrings out of her are the loveliest sounds in the world.
His favorite thing is the little keening noise Norway makes when he kisses her, long and hard until they're both breathless and that pretty mouth of hers is stained red. He wonders if Norway knows she does it, and just what effect it has on him.
And when they're done, stretched out next to each other, he'll admire whatever part of her is closest. The fall of her hair over the pillow, the curve of a shoulder, the slope of her spine or the arch of her leg. Denmark will reach out and pull her close (ignoring any kicks or swats or "I just want to sleep, you idiot") and mouth sweet words against the curve of her neck. Sometimes Denmark wraps a lock of hair around his finger until she's forced to turn around and face him. The he'll just smile, watching her face until it softens, and he'll press a last gentle kiss to her cheek before falling asleep himself.
Because if Norway's too rough, then Denmark is too tender. But they've always balanced each other, and neither would change it for the world.
Rating: PG- 15
Character(s)/Pairing(s): Denmark/fem!Norway
Word Count: 355
Warning/s: non-specific sex, genderbend
Summary: Denmark muses on what he likes about Norway.
A/N: Written for my own amusement to see if I could pull off 'vaguely porny' and because I like the idea of an aggressive Norway.
For all her placid demeanor, Norway is ruthless in bed, and Denmark wouldn't have it any other way. He enjoys that she isn't shy of pulling his hair just a bit too hard and dragging him in for a rough kiss. She stakes her claim on his skin and Denmark likes every mark left behind. She pushes him on his back and does damn well as she pleases. She'll trace over the scars on his body, making him remember the story behind each one. She'll put her mouth on him and make him forget it all just as easily, as she rakes her fingernails up his thighs.
Denmark loves that she gives as good as she gets, her hips meeting his on each thrust. He likes to see the curve of her body as she moves with him and her eyes staring up, demanding more. She never says much, but Denmark thinks the little pants and sighs he wrings out of her are the loveliest sounds in the world.
His favorite thing is the little keening noise Norway makes when he kisses her, long and hard until they're both breathless and that pretty mouth of hers is stained red. He wonders if Norway knows she does it, and just what effect it has on him.
And when they're done, stretched out next to each other, he'll admire whatever part of her is closest. The fall of her hair over the pillow, the curve of a shoulder, the slope of her spine or the arch of her leg. Denmark will reach out and pull her close (ignoring any kicks or swats or "I just want to sleep, you idiot") and mouth sweet words against the curve of her neck. Sometimes Denmark wraps a lock of hair around his finger until she's forced to turn around and face him. The he'll just smile, watching her face until it softens, and he'll press a last gentle kiss to her cheek before falling asleep himself.
Because if Norway's too rough, then Denmark is too tender. But they've always balanced each other, and neither would change it for the world.