Relax & Enjoy the Ride 3/3
anonymous
March 6 2010, 10:03:35 UTC
It was silent in the kitchen, but Denmark loved it, captivated by each and every one of Norway’s lusty, beautiful breaths interrupting the silence. Denmark memorized that soft, barely-smiling expression before Norway closed his eyes and slowly pushed himself onto Denmark’s burning erection, gasping at this new pain, this new pleasure, slowly pushing himself up and down. Despite the cold air around them, Norway felt unbearably hot, hunger for more warmth - he pushed himself vigorously down Denmark’s erection, feeling himself being stretched, feeling the scorching heat he lusted for. Denmark bucked his hips upward, eliciting louder gasps and moans from the small Nordic. He felt Norway tighten around him.
“Nor… you’re so tight…” Denmark smiled.
“Y-your… Aah! Your cock…” Norway gaped, “It’s huge…”
“ Aah… Anko-!”
Denmark, watching his lover bounce up and down on his erection, commanded, “Keep calling me… I want to hear your voice.”
“Y-yes,” Norway managed to say. “A-anko…”
After a pushing himself up and down a little more, Norway began to tire himself out, gasping, “Anko… aah… Harder… H-harder…”
In response, Denmark began shifting his hips upward more often, in tune with Norway, loving each and every time Norway would call out to him, gasping for air as if drowning in lust and love. Denmark loved watching Norway lift up his chin, beads of sweat glistening as they trickled down his fair face, lips parting and gaping every time he pounded himself onto the erection. He felt Norway on him, felt the Norwegian picking up speed, felt the friction rubbing against his hard penis. Lifting his hand, he gently took Norway’s small, cold hand, and squeezed it lightly.
“I love you, Nor-”
Pushing himself down hard and fast, Norway tilted his head back as he cummed over Denmark’s scar-riddled abdomen and chest. Not long after he continued to ride out his orgasm, Denmark thrust his hip up roughly for the last time, calling out Norway, filling the frail nation with hot, sticky cum. Without pulling himself out, Norway rested his head on the crook of Denmark’s neck, breathing heavily in his scent. Their breaths, heavily and gasping, and chests, moving up and down healthily, and hearts were perfectly synchronized. Finally moving Denmark’s penis out of him, Norway breathed calmly in and out, enjoying the feeling of the warm cum seeping out of him. Eyes closed, he absentmindedly licked some of his own cum off of Denmark’s built chest, feeling those firm, warm arms envelope him, and pick him up.
“Anko,” Norway whispered, eyes fluttering open, looking up at Denmark. “What are you doing?”
“What do you think?” he replied with a hearty laugh. “We’re going to continue this in the showers.”
As Denmark carried him upstairs, he began to trace Denmark’s scars with his fingers again.
“Nor… you’re so tight…” Denmark smiled.
“Y-your… Aah! Your cock…” Norway gaped, “It’s huge…”
“ Aah… Anko-!”
Denmark, watching his lover bounce up and down on his erection, commanded, “Keep calling me… I want to hear your voice.”
“Y-yes,” Norway managed to say. “A-anko…”
After a pushing himself up and down a little more, Norway began to tire himself out, gasping, “Anko… aah… Harder… H-harder…”
In response, Denmark began shifting his hips upward more often, in tune with Norway, loving each and every time Norway would call out to him, gasping for air as if drowning in lust and love. Denmark loved watching Norway lift up his chin, beads of sweat glistening as they trickled down his fair face, lips parting and gaping every time he pounded himself onto the erection. He felt Norway on him, felt the Norwegian picking up speed, felt the friction rubbing against his hard penis. Lifting his hand, he gently took Norway’s small, cold hand, and squeezed it lightly.
“I love you, Nor-”
Pushing himself down hard and fast, Norway tilted his head back as he cummed over Denmark’s scar-riddled abdomen and chest. Not long after he continued to ride out his orgasm, Denmark thrust his hip up roughly for the last time, calling out Norway, filling the frail nation with hot, sticky cum. Without pulling himself out, Norway rested his head on the crook of Denmark’s neck, breathing heavily in his scent. Their breaths, heavily and gasping, and chests, moving up and down healthily, and hearts were perfectly synchronized. Finally moving Denmark’s penis out of him, Norway breathed calmly in and out, enjoying the feeling of the warm cum seeping out of him. Eyes closed, he absentmindedly licked some of his own cum off of Denmark’s built chest, feeling those firm, warm arms envelope him, and pick him up.
“Anko,” Norway whispered, eyes fluttering open, looking up at Denmark. “What are you doing?”
“What do you think?” he replied with a hearty laugh. “We’re going to continue this in the showers.”
As Denmark carried him upstairs, he began to trace Denmark’s scars with his fingers again.
“Anko…” Norway kissed another scar. “I love you.”
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