Creamy & Spicy (7/9)
anonymous
January 19 2010, 04:37:30 UTC
Deciding he had lost the kissing game, Toris moved on to other areas. With one hand holding him up, he took the other and made Feliks arch his back enough to stick his hand underneath. Feliks took note that he didn't need to remove his bra himself and decided to help his lover remove his own shirt and tie. Undoing the knot, he tugged on the two ends of the tie, yanking Toris into yet another semi-forced kiss. Feliks let go and took to undoing Liet's pants. Having successfully undone Feliks' bra, the brunette used his free hand to reach under one of the cups and grab hold of one of Poland's nipples. Feliks quit the kiss for a brief moment to moan a little as Toris tweaked it.
"Suck on it, Liet." Feliks instructed, moving his head to the side, denying Toris access to his mouth. Toris obediently moved the bra enough to fully take the nipple into his mouth. He sucked roughly, like a pig sucking a teat, nibbling, tasting. Feliks squirmed at the pain and pleasure this sent through his body, giving up on sliding down the other's pants. The other country let go of the nipple and arched his back, his pants sliding off a bit, to meet Felik's skin. He rubbed his crotch against his lovers, aware of both of them becoming rather hard. He moaned a bit, Feliks squirming even more. Poland finally found enough sanity to remove Toris' boxers.
Feliks made a move for his lover's member, which he rejected by sitting up on his knees. "No. You first." He yanked down both the other's skirt and panties with one swift motion, Feliks helping to shimmy them off and onto a dejected area of the mattress to soon end up on the floor, along with the socks. Both naked, Feliks shook off his bracelets with a flick of his wrists. His green eyes fixated upon his lovers, he quietly asked "Just one more kiss, soft this time, please?" Toris humbly obliged, softly leaving a kiss upon his nose, his lips, his neck, his chest. Anywhere he knew Poland was sensitive, he kissed. With each contact, he felt the blonds’ muscles contract and release, little cries escaping his lips.
"First thing is first." Toris stated. Feliks looked at him with emerald green eyes, an expression of questioning curiosity. Without hint or concern, Toris took his hands and spread the other man's legs, raising them a little as they did. In this position, he had a clear glimpse of everything. Poland's face, ass, erection. Everything. Feliks blushed and placed an ankle on Toris' shoulder, steadying himself. They hung there for a moment.
"Uhm, Feliks...what am I going to use as..." He felt ashamed at himself, not even able to say the word "lubricant" aloud. Some brave man he was. He looked at his own penis and at the hole he was going to try and put it in. Sure, he was all for trying this whole "rough" thing out, but there were limits. He might tear something, or hurt Feliks. Feliks would never say something to make him think that, but he could always tell when he was in pain, which made the brunette sad, scared, upset, and enraged. Nothing would ever hurt either of them anymore, not even themselves. Not when they were together.
"Well...." Feliks looked embarrassed for a second. "I DO, like, still have that gelatin powder in the nightstand." And atop the night stand was the glass of water Toris had forgotten he had brought in. A few moments later, they had a substance good enough to use. Toris dipped a few fingers, licking one to get a good taste, and then proceeded to rub the Pole's hole with the others.
"Ahh, Liet, it's so cold." Felik's knees tried to come together, but were stopped by the man in the way. Feliks made several gasping noises as Toris messaged and rubbed, shivering, watching the opening open and close. Finally, he felt brave enough to stick two fingers in, rubbing the inside gently at first, but gradually gaining speed and pressure.
"Suck on it, Liet." Feliks instructed, moving his head to the side, denying Toris access to his mouth. Toris obediently moved the bra enough to fully take the nipple into his mouth. He sucked roughly, like a pig sucking a teat, nibbling, tasting. Feliks squirmed at the pain and pleasure this sent through his body, giving up on sliding down the other's pants. The other country let go of the nipple and arched his back, his pants sliding off a bit, to meet Felik's skin. He rubbed his crotch against his lovers, aware of both of them becoming rather hard. He moaned a bit, Feliks squirming even more. Poland finally found enough sanity to remove Toris' boxers.
Feliks made a move for his lover's member, which he rejected by sitting up on his knees. "No. You first." He yanked down both the other's skirt and panties with one swift motion, Feliks helping to shimmy them off and onto a dejected area of the mattress to soon end up on the floor, along with the socks. Both naked, Feliks shook off his bracelets with a flick of his wrists. His green eyes fixated upon his lovers, he quietly asked "Just one more kiss, soft this time, please?" Toris humbly obliged, softly leaving a kiss upon his nose, his lips, his neck, his chest. Anywhere he knew Poland was sensitive, he kissed. With each contact, he felt the blonds’ muscles contract and release, little cries escaping his lips.
"First thing is first." Toris stated. Feliks looked at him with emerald green eyes, an expression of questioning curiosity. Without hint or concern, Toris took his hands and spread the other man's legs, raising them a little as they did. In this position, he had a clear glimpse of everything. Poland's face, ass, erection. Everything. Feliks blushed and placed an ankle on Toris' shoulder, steadying himself. They hung there for a moment.
"Uhm, Feliks...what am I going to use as..." He felt ashamed at himself, not even able to say the word "lubricant" aloud. Some brave man he was. He looked at his own penis and at the hole he was going to try and put it in. Sure, he was all for trying this whole "rough" thing out, but there were limits. He might tear something, or hurt Feliks. Feliks would never say something to make him think that, but he could always tell when he was in pain, which made the brunette sad, scared, upset, and enraged. Nothing would ever hurt either of them anymore, not even themselves. Not when they were together.
"Well...." Feliks looked embarrassed for a second. "I DO, like, still have that gelatin powder in the nightstand." And atop the night stand was the glass of water Toris had forgotten he had brought in. A few moments later, they had a substance good enough to use. Toris dipped a few fingers, licking one to get a good taste, and then proceeded to rub the Pole's hole with the others.
"Ahh, Liet, it's so cold." Felik's knees tried to come together, but were stopped by the man in the way. Feliks made several gasping noises as Toris messaged and rubbed, shivering, watching the opening open and close. Finally, he felt brave enough to stick two fingers in, rubbing the inside gently at first, but gradually gaining speed and pressure.
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