Past-Part Fills Post 1 -- CLOSED
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“R-Russia…” Ludwig begged, but he didn’t get his lips for a reward. Instead, the Russian’s cold fingers pushed their way in, rubbing against his tongue and teeth. He let out a whine, but sucked greedily on them as Ivan used his free hand to rip the strap off his belt and tear the buttons holding his uniform together. He roughly broke a few buttons off, brushing the tie away before he pulled his fingers away from the hot mouth they were in so he could focus on getting the clothes off right. Ludwig let out a cry in disappointment when his belt was finally undone and tossed to the side, clattering against the rug and disappearing somewhere by his desk. With it out of the way, Ivan was free to rip his shirt open and expose his pale white chest to him, forcing the uniform halfway off his body before his paused to look at the German spread below him. Ludwig’s chest was heaving, his eyes half-lidded, his nipples stiffening to the air. He moaned when Ivan licked his lips and watched his hand grip the edge of his pants, one playing with the strings that held himself in. He played with them gently, making Ludwig whimper and buck before he leaned over and gave his collarbone a wet, hot kiss. Ludwig honestly felt like he was going to cum just from that and he squirmed below his mouth.
“There is something else I do with my Allies…Something only we share..” He casually commented, raising himself back up to gaze down at Ludwig spread in front of him. The hand at the edge of his pants went up to rustle his perfectly combed hair, pulling at the strands to let them come undone from their shape. Ludwig tossed his head a bit, panting still as he nuzzled the Russian’s hand, letting him destroy an hour’s worth of grooming. He didn’t care, as long as he got those kisses and the pressure in his loins released. The Russian seemed to read his mind and he pulled the strings with a skilful hand, exposing the dark garment he wore beneath. Ivan grinned and focused his efforts on pulling Ludwig’s pants down, past his knees to his ankles, taking a moment to pull off his boots while the German withered, waiting. He got a reward, Ivan’s hand came up and palmed the bulge in his shorts, Ludwig responding with a buck, panting harder, strands of hair now covering his eyes. Ivan looked down and could only smile, watching the German Nation rub himself against his hand like a young virgin.
“My, my. Eager...”
“R-Russia…” He licked his drying lips more. “…M-more…A-All….”
“Hmm?”
“Ally… Y-You’re my ally, Da?” Ivan rubbed harder when he spoke the small Russian word.
“Da.”
“B-Bitte..” He bit at the collar of his uniform, bucking more against his hand. “…H..Haaa… Bitte.. Bitte.. Bitte!”
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