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Sweden hissed, his hips lifting at the sudden contact as the finger shoved in insistently. The pain made his whole body jerk, and he pushed out with his legs, knocking Prussia off balance. The finger withdrew as its owner fell back onto the bed, bewildered.
For as much as the Prussian empire had been powerful, Sweden was certainly no slouch. He moved swiftly: almost as swiftly as Gilbert had moments earlier. What he lacked in speed he made up for in strength, which he used to pin Prussia down to the bed.
When the taller man bent down to Prussia’s ear he spoke hard, the force of his words rough on his skin, “My turn.”
Gilbert hadn’t seen the other man grab the packet, but he certainly felt the slick gel on his fingers as the spread him apart, not bothering to break him in slowly. His breath caught in his throat, the sudden turn of events beating at him like a storm. Pain mixed with the rush of excitement, the feeling of being overpowered, and the struggle of flesh against flesh as Berwald’s cock pressed against his ass and stretched. It was no longer about teaching, no longer about filling the void in his heart. It wasn’t even about Sweden’s cock pushing inside him at a pace that made his stomach tie into knots.
It was about power.
A/N: Damn character count! Anyways, I hope my story is continuing to please *bows* I don't normally post my writing because it makes me nervous. Ahahaha. I also hope I'm not going too OOC or anything. Thanks to everyone for reading/commenting so far!
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love the power play between them. <33
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