APH: Late Nights
Title: Late Nights
Author: grosse_averse
Characters: Germany, Prussia, Germancest
Rating: R
Summary: For prompt #1, "2 a.m." Germany is woken up in an unusual fashion.
Germany is woken up when someone grabs his balls.
It is a sensation he is unused to, and he jolts awake with a grunt. The dark presses against his eyeballs and for a moment he lies there, wondering if he imagined it.
Nope. There it is again. Someone is kneeling between his legs, one hand on his thigh, the other up one leg of his boxers, tugging gently at his testicles.
"Was is...?" he begins groggily, voice full of sleep, and that hand leaves his thigh to pat his stomach.
"Shush, Bruder," a voice drawls in the darkness. "Just lie back and let me do everything."
Germany groans. He knows that voice, and he can tell by the way the words are slurring that his older brother Prussia is drunk. More awake now, he tries to prop himself up on his elbows.
"Ost," he says in what he thinks is a very commanding tone. "Cut it ou - uhn."
Prussia has just done something involving Germany's left testicle and a damp thumb. He can practically hear the smirk in Prussia's voice.
"You like that, West?" he purrs, and his hands mercifully leave Germany's crotch.
"Prussia, what are you doing?" Germany sighs, sitting up. He can hear rustling; can make out the faint outline of Prussia sitting on his knees. Then he is thrown backwards again as Prussia pushes him roughly onto his back and pulls greedily at his boxers. Germany kicks, gets the article of clothing tangled on his calves. He swears gruffly under his breath and Prussia chuckles.
"Just chill, West." he assures Germany, hand already groping around for Germany's half-hard cock. Germany tries to swat him away; Prussia delivers a pinch to the blonde's thigh in warning.
"What time is it?" Germany demands, still adamant on getting his brother's hands off him. With a show of giant strength, Prussia shoves Germany's legs open, leans down, and swallows his brother's cock in one go.
Germany stiffens and gives a very undignified squawk. Prussia laughs around Germany's cock. He laves the shaft with his tongue, making Germany writhe under him.
"P-please, Brother!" the younger nation pants. "St-stop it!"
"Or what~?" Prussia raises his head to ask, and his breath blows warm on Germany's cock. Germany squirms uncomfortably. Prussia is probably the only nation who has the talent to make Germany squirm, and Germany knows his brother likes to take advantage of this. But to go this far - !
"I'll..." he begins, but all coherent thought is lost when Prussia sucks him down again, hands fondling his balls, murmuring words against his weeping cock. Germany tries, but can't stop the flow of incoherent noises that spill from his mouth, and he actually feels the smile on Prussia's lips as he bobs up and down between Germany's legs.
"I swear to God, Brother..." Germany growls, gripping Prussia's hair so hard the older nation makes a displeased noise. "I have a meeting tomorrow morning and - "
"West." That beautiful warmth around his cock is gone and Prussia lifts his head. A bit of moonlight that has snuck around the edges of the shades catches his eyes, reflects off them, and Germany flushes when he meets his brother's heated red gaze.
"I am sucking your cock," the older nation begins in a slow, disbelieving tone. "And you're worried about your meeting tomorrow."
Germany blinks. Prussia smiles, a slow Cheshire Cat grin that both unnerves and arouses Germany.
"C'mon Bruder," Prussia purrs, hand idly massaging Germany's balls. "I promise, after this you'll be sleepin' like a baby."
Germany doesn't say anything, just leans back again. Prussia "tsk"s under his breath.
"No, no, Brother." he says. "Not after you interrupted me. Now you gotta ask for it."
"What." Germany deadpans, inwardly struggling with himself. "I'm not going to...I mean...with all this..."
"What, West?" that same tone, that cocky lilt to his voice. "If you don't ask, I'm going to bed."
Silence. Germany's mattress creaks as Prussia starts to right himself. "Wait!" Germany rasps.
Prussia pauses, does just that.
"Please..." Germany scowls in the darkness, grits his teeth. "Please finish."
"Finish what, dearest brother??" Prussia coos. Germany squeezes his eyes shut.
"Pleasesuckmeoff!" he breathes out, and he considers himself lucky that Prussia is just as anxious as he is because normally he would have been made to repeat himself.
Prussia pounces on him, devours him, and it is not long after that Germany gives a great groan and comes, spilling himself in his brother's mouth. Prussia follows soon after, hand rubbing frantically at his own growing problem.
It is only after Prussia pulls his boxers up again and collapses sleepily by his brother's side that Germany turns his head to look at the clock on his bedside table.
"Bruder," he growls as Prussia drapes an arm across his stomach. "It's 2 a.m.!"
"Mm." Prussia grunts. "So maybe you can suck me off at 3 a.m. huh?"
Germany smacks him over the head and the two brothers fall asleep like that. Germany does not give Prussia a blowjob that night, though he does make sure his elder brother is sufficiently "repaid" in the morning...
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Notes: Just some simple translations:
Bruder = brother
Ost = East
Author: grosse_averse
Characters: Germany, Prussia, Germancest
Rating: R
Summary: For prompt #1, "2 a.m." Germany is woken up in an unusual fashion.
Germany is woken up when someone grabs his balls.
It is a sensation he is unused to, and he jolts awake with a grunt. The dark presses against his eyeballs and for a moment he lies there, wondering if he imagined it.
Nope. There it is again. Someone is kneeling between his legs, one hand on his thigh, the other up one leg of his boxers, tugging gently at his testicles.
"Was is...?" he begins groggily, voice full of sleep, and that hand leaves his thigh to pat his stomach.
"Shush, Bruder," a voice drawls in the darkness. "Just lie back and let me do everything."
Germany groans. He knows that voice, and he can tell by the way the words are slurring that his older brother Prussia is drunk. More awake now, he tries to prop himself up on his elbows.
"Ost," he says in what he thinks is a very commanding tone. "Cut it ou - uhn."
Prussia has just done something involving Germany's left testicle and a damp thumb. He can practically hear the smirk in Prussia's voice.
"You like that, West?" he purrs, and his hands mercifully leave Germany's crotch.
"Prussia, what are you doing?" Germany sighs, sitting up. He can hear rustling; can make out the faint outline of Prussia sitting on his knees. Then he is thrown backwards again as Prussia pushes him roughly onto his back and pulls greedily at his boxers. Germany kicks, gets the article of clothing tangled on his calves. He swears gruffly under his breath and Prussia chuckles.
"Just chill, West." he assures Germany, hand already groping around for Germany's half-hard cock. Germany tries to swat him away; Prussia delivers a pinch to the blonde's thigh in warning.
"What time is it?" Germany demands, still adamant on getting his brother's hands off him. With a show of giant strength, Prussia shoves Germany's legs open, leans down, and swallows his brother's cock in one go.
Germany stiffens and gives a very undignified squawk. Prussia laughs around Germany's cock. He laves the shaft with his tongue, making Germany writhe under him.
"P-please, Brother!" the younger nation pants. "St-stop it!"
"Or what~?" Prussia raises his head to ask, and his breath blows warm on Germany's cock. Germany squirms uncomfortably. Prussia is probably the only nation who has the talent to make Germany squirm, and Germany knows his brother likes to take advantage of this. But to go this far - !
"I'll..." he begins, but all coherent thought is lost when Prussia sucks him down again, hands fondling his balls, murmuring words against his weeping cock. Germany tries, but can't stop the flow of incoherent noises that spill from his mouth, and he actually feels the smile on Prussia's lips as he bobs up and down between Germany's legs.
"I swear to God, Brother..." Germany growls, gripping Prussia's hair so hard the older nation makes a displeased noise. "I have a meeting tomorrow morning and - "
"West." That beautiful warmth around his cock is gone and Prussia lifts his head. A bit of moonlight that has snuck around the edges of the shades catches his eyes, reflects off them, and Germany flushes when he meets his brother's heated red gaze.
"I am sucking your cock," the older nation begins in a slow, disbelieving tone. "And you're worried about your meeting tomorrow."
Germany blinks. Prussia smiles, a slow Cheshire Cat grin that both unnerves and arouses Germany.
"C'mon Bruder," Prussia purrs, hand idly massaging Germany's balls. "I promise, after this you'll be sleepin' like a baby."
Germany doesn't say anything, just leans back again. Prussia "tsk"s under his breath.
"No, no, Brother." he says. "Not after you interrupted me. Now you gotta ask for it."
"What." Germany deadpans, inwardly struggling with himself. "I'm not going to...I mean...with all this..."
"What, West?" that same tone, that cocky lilt to his voice. "If you don't ask, I'm going to bed."
Silence. Germany's mattress creaks as Prussia starts to right himself. "Wait!" Germany rasps.
Prussia pauses, does just that.
"Please..." Germany scowls in the darkness, grits his teeth. "Please finish."
"Finish what, dearest brother??" Prussia coos. Germany squeezes his eyes shut.
"Pleasesuckmeoff!" he breathes out, and he considers himself lucky that Prussia is just as anxious as he is because normally he would have been made to repeat himself.
Prussia pounces on him, devours him, and it is not long after that Germany gives a great groan and comes, spilling himself in his brother's mouth. Prussia follows soon after, hand rubbing frantically at his own growing problem.
It is only after Prussia pulls his boxers up again and collapses sleepily by his brother's side that Germany turns his head to look at the clock on his bedside table.
"Bruder," he growls as Prussia drapes an arm across his stomach. "It's 2 a.m.!"
"Mm." Prussia grunts. "So maybe you can suck me off at 3 a.m. huh?"
Germany smacks him over the head and the two brothers fall asleep like that. Germany does not give Prussia a blowjob that night, though he does make sure his elder brother is sufficiently "repaid" in the morning...
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Notes: Just some simple translations:
Bruder = brother
Ost = East