[IC R-18 sillies] Sleepovers With Germany Are Dangerous.
[Because he's Italy, he's sleeping first. Or, rather, because he ran back over to Germany's house while he was in the shower and, for once, decided not to bust in there and talk to him, he hopped into bed, bored, and fell asleep first. He would've loved to wait for him! But he was too comfortable
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[Feeling Italy's cock rubbing against his in the confines of his hand was even better, and he moaned Italy's name again]
Anh, h-here...
[He wrapped his own hand on the opposite side of Italy's and grasped both of their lengths firmly, creating just enough friction for Germany's liking. With his free hand he covered Italy's hand, and at the same time bucked up to meet Italy's movements]
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A-ah. . .uu-v--ee.
[Using his own free hand to ensure he didn't fall off of his lap, he held onto Germany's shirt and rest his head on his shoulder. With the hand Germany was covering with his own, he guided him into continuing to stroke them together, while still thrusting against one another and into each other's hands. While Germany called his name, Italy was. . .fairly silent, besides the occasional little moan and his deep breathing. But the rather wanton way he'd been responding, the color on his cheeks, and the way his curl squiggled but still maintained a heart-shape showed enough that he was enjoying it.]
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[For now though, he simply kept thrusting and stroking at the pace Italy had set]
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[Italy nuzzled his neck at the kisses, kissing low on his throat when he'd stopped. His breathing began to get heavy and unsteady, and his grip tightening both around their cocks(or as much of them both was in his hand, anyway) and on Germany's shirt.]
[His thrusts also went less in time with their movements, becoming more jerky and shaky.]
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[His own pace remained steady thanks to his stamina, but he was thrusting harder and harder against Italy. He moved his hand, the one covering Italy's, and used it to twirl Italy's curl a bit instead]
Aah...ahn, a-almost!
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Aa--hnmm--mm--G-Germ--mm-my cu--url--Germanyyy. . . !! [It was more than enough to make him come and, were there a later reflection, he'd be surprised that it was just as intense a feeling in his sleep. Possibly even moreso, or was that because it was Germany? He muffled his moans against his shoulder, as he came into their hands and onto them, shaking and gripping even more tightly from the feeling.]
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[Hearing Italy moan against his shoulder was, to Germany, very arousing, and with a few final thrusts he followed suit. He arched up into Italy and gripped their cocks tightly, coming with a loud moan and letting the pleasurable sensation wash all over him until he was spent]
[For a while he just sat there, holding Italy close in his lap and brushing his hand through his hair, trying to slow down his panting]
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[Italy remained shaking and panting for most of that while, feeling warm all over and quite comfortable, though also very tired, as usual. But he wasn't sure what happened if he fell asleep during a lucid(?) dream, and was a bit scared to find out, so he forced himself to stay awake. He managed to compose himself after a few minutes of sitting calmly, then slid back to look between them.]
V-ve. My shirt. . . . I don't even know if this is mine or Germany's. . . . [He mumbled, somewhat forlornly, as he slid two of his fingers in the thick, white substance on the front of his shirt, before sniffing it, then putting his fingers in his mouth, curiously.]
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[Then he figured that since this was his dream, he could try it out without having to be embarrassed in real life. Nonetheless, there was that unmistakable flush of embarrassment on his face already]
[He dipped a fingertip in the slick substance, too, and brought it up in front of Italy's lips]
Y-You missed this.
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[Despite that, he opened his mouth and took Germany's fingers into it, sucking and licking until he was sure he'd gotten it all off before letting go.]
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[After Germany had pulled out his fingers, he froze when he realized what Italy had said. This dream had felt weird from the start, and that really didn't sound like something Italy would usually say in his dreams. With a small sigh he rubbed his forehead a bit]
...It must be the stress.
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Ve? The bad taste? I don't think it's supposed to taste good, Germany. Think of where it came from!
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[When Italy kissed his forehead, Germany glanced down and saw the remaining mess on their clothes and hands]
...Let's clean up. [Dreaming or not, Germany always liked to clean]
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[Not understanding, he let it slide and just nodded to his suggestion(order?) He didn't want to clean, though. This was a dream, wasn't it? But he didn't want dream-him's clothes dirty, either. Shakily, still holding on in case he found he couldn't stand for some reason, he slid out of his lap and started to take the remainder of his clothes off, wiping his sticky hand on his boxers. Of course, they went straight to the floor, since he assumed they were going to be washed anyway.]
[He also considered the food on the table. On the upside, they ate most of it!]
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[After saying it, Germany realized how silly that complaint sounded when they'd just had sex. In what he assumed was his dream. Nonetheless, undressing in the kitchen when you were done with sex still seemed weird to Germany]
[He took off his own shirt, but pulled his boxers and pants back on for now, and handed the shirt to Italy]
Go take the dirty clothes to the washing machine, and come back with some spare clothes. I'll clear the table and put what's left of the food in the fridge in the meantime.
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[Perhaps he should have reevaluated where they had sex. Italy was too comfortable with his own nudity to care if he was nude in the kitchen, so long as the kitchen things and food stayed clean.]
[Italy saluted a bit, holding their clothes to his chest.] Yes, sir!! [He then sort of floated off to the laundry room, where he loaded the machine with water, dropped the clothes on the floor, and went upstairs to get them both something to change into(after washing his hands!) By then, the machine would be full of water, and he could put everything in.]
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