Liebling [1/3]
anonymous
June 2 2010, 00:54:37 UTC
I’m sorry if this isn’t that good, but I’m used to writing yaoi hardcore, and this if my very first yuri smut. Also, sorry if it’s somewhat short… Please be nice ^^ (as promised, it’s fem!Ger/fem!Ita)
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“Italien… can I…” Germany knew she was blushing, a mix of embarrassment and desire, but the situation was quickly growing heated.
Italy’s clothes were scattered around her, body naked and open to Germany’s gaze, as she roamed her eyes all over her, taking in the supple, round breasts and her delicate frame.
They were very different in built and appearance, but it was Italy’s beauty and lithe frame that attracted Germany so much; the Italian Nation looked beautiful under her, spread on her bed, cheeks covered with a light flush, and Germany had to restrain herself from groaning loudly.
They had started dating somewhere during the last ten, or twenty years, and had so far progressed slowly, but lately, it was getting harder and harder not to act on her instincts, that demanded Germany to finally lay a claim on her lover.
Italy’s bright attitude, her smiles, everything of her attracted Germany, who on her part, was so strict and severe that she didn’t know what Italy could possibly find in her to love, but was deeply grateful that in all her innocence and sweetness, Italy had devoted her love solely to Germany, and to no one else.
Yet, the German woman was painfully aware that for Italy, this was the first time, and she had no intention to hurry, her own arousal easily ignored when confronted with the sight of her soon to be lover, ready to be worshipped.
“Ve~” smiling up at her, Italy nodded, hesitant but compliant. “I trust Germany…”
Ignoring how these words made her insides flutter in warmth, Germany leaned forwards to kiss Italy twice, whilst with a slow, careful motion she parted her lover’s legs, nudging her hands away as she tried to cover her vital regions, suddenly embarrassed, unsure.
“No need to hide, Italien…” she murmured in answer, kissing the curve of Italy’s chin and watching how her breathing suddenly picked up. “You’re so very beautiful in my eyes…”
Warm hands gently touched her naked breasts, reverently tracing their shape and cupping them softly, fingers rubbing at the sensitive, darker skin of her nipples.
“Ah…” Germany was rewarded with a gasp, barely leaving her parted lips as he kissed her neck, sucking at the pink skin until it turned red. “nnnh…”
There was much to taste, to explore, and the blonde woman moved slowly, bathing every inch of Italy’s body with ardent touches, mouth reaching forwards to kiss her, tongue slipping past her lips to taste her mouth.
“Hmmm-”
Italy’s taste was intoxicating, strong and sweet, and she nibbled at her lower lip, pulling the skin, making it turn red, sucking on her tongue and finally parting to let her breathe; the blonde squirmed slightly, aroused even more by Italy’s scent and taste.
“G-Germany…”
“Shhh, Liebling,” another kiss, Germany’s hands still caressing her breasts, and she gasped out once more, arching her back to ask more of that touch, trembling in need.
“Oh, Germany… per favore…” squirming underneath her, wanton-
Germany moved lower, lips opening wide to take in her nipple, grazing its contours with her teeth, pulling and nibbling at the delicate skin.
Arching her back again, brown eyes snapped wide open and Italy cried out, fingers digging into her lover’s short hair, tugging at it, trying to make her stop, as the pleasure washing through her body was too strong, and she risked to be swept away by it.
The Italian Nation could feel the firm, heavy weight of Germany’s breasts against her lower stomach, still clothed but feeling nice and warm, and her lover’s hands caressing her everywhere, eliciting burning pleasure wherever they touched.
Germany chuckled, one of her still gloved hands moving lower, caressing Italy’s tight, teasing her lower lips with a finger, not slipping past them but caressing their line, feeling a shiver ripple through the Italian Nations’ body, legs parting on their own.
“You’re so beautiful,” she murmured reverently, intoxicated by the beauty of the woman she was lavishing with attention. “Oh, Italien, ich liebe dich…”
Liebling [2/3]
anonymous
June 2 2010, 00:55:34 UTC
Italy gasped out, crimson spreading on her cheeks together with a huge, silly smile, and she curled upwards, reaching Germany’s forehead and kissing it softly, giggling. “Ti amo tanto anche io, Germania!”
Germany hid her embarrassed flush against Italy’s stomach, feeling the ripples of Italy’s happy laughing against her cheek; she loved the sound, just like she loved everything of the other Nation.
Intertwining one hand with one of Italy’s, Germany resumed her work on the other Nation’s stomach, kissing the exposed skin and gently moving southwards, kissing and nibbling, feeling Italy tense once more, gasping and groaning.
Germany observed her lover’s vital regions with hunger, hesitating only for a split moment before moving even lower, to lick and suck at the naked tights.
Italy squirmed in his hold, whining softly, incredibly aroused yet not receiving attention where she needed it the most, body glistening with sweat arching and writhing on the bed.
“Ah… G-Germany… please… aahhnnnn…”
Smirking, as she quite liked the reactions she was receiving from her lover, Germany parted Italy’s legs even more, pushing the knees up against her stomach and gently sucking on the juncture between the tight and her inner lips, breathing deeply Italy’s scent as he did so.
“Ah… n-nnnngh… Germany… p-per favore… I n-need… aaahnn…”
Italy squirmed and tried to form a coherent thought, her brain swept away by pleasure and by Germany’s presence, reassuring and firm, above him; she had wanted this for too long, and she was sure that even if the blonde woman didn’t touch her down there, by the burning sensation expanding in her lower stomach she was going to come far too soon.
Closer and closer but never truly reaching where Italy needed it, Germany’s tongue tasted the heated skin, kissing and sucking on it, leaving behind a trail of red hickeys.
“What is it that you need, Italien?” teasing, filled with desire and affection, Germany’s voice penetrated the thick veil of Italy’s lust, making her fingers twitch and the burning sensation inside her to double.
“Ah… Germany…” Italy arched her back again, breasts bouncing slightly at the motion, arousing and alluring, legs parting wider.
With a smirk, Germany shifted closer again, hands coming to rest at Italy’s sides, holding them into a tight, firm grip. Italy’s heart jumped to her throat, feeling Germany’s breath against her sex.
Moving closer, Germany nuzzled against Italy’s folds, dipping her nose between them, taking deep breathes and blowing hot air on them, licking at the outer skin, feeling Italy’s tights enclose her head.
“Ah! Germany! Y-yes…”
Germany’s tongue lapped further down, delicate and warm, barely making it past Italy’s folds, parting them lightly then retreating, and then licking again, teasing and feathery soft.
With a loud gasp, Italy wriggled and tried to buck her hips into Germany’s mouth, but the hold on her hips prevented her from moving more than an inch; Germany’s tongue was as unrelenting and even as the rolling of a ship, never too deep to touch anything in Italy, but bringing forth a pleasure unlike any other.
“Ahnn… ah… n-no… G-Germany… please…” eyes glazed over, filled with tears, a line of drool rolling down her chin, cheeks flushed and body spread on the bed sheets, arousing and sexy, Italy couldn’t do anything but groan and moan and writhe in pleasure, feeling the steady burning grow relentlessly inside her, never enough for her to reach the peak, but so strong, washing her sanity away.
The German Nation chuckled, feeling the heat between her own legs grow almost unbearable, and finally plunged deeper between Italy’s folds.
Her tongue met with sweet, juicy moisture and she lapped at it, stretching deeper and deeper past the clenching muscles, relishing into the sudden heat, her own skin rippling in pleasure.
Italy’s moans turned louder and louder, growing in pitch with every sweep of Germany’s tongue, thrashing and crying out in pleasure, the burning extending everywhere in her body.
“Ahnnn-”
Germany alternated between lapping at her juices and sucking on her yearning clit, bringing one hand to slip inside her own sex to relieve some of the pressure, close to being almost pain, of her own lower regions.
Liebling [3/3]
anonymous
June 2 2010, 00:57:16 UTC
She groaned and sucked harder, nibbling softly at Italy’s bud, eliciting a sharp yelp and feeling Italy’s muscles constrict all around her tongue.
She didn’t stop licking and sucking, fingering herself with quick, fast strokes in rhythm with her tongue-thrusting, blood rushing through her body and in her ears until there was no other sound except her heart and Italy’s cries and screams of pleasure.
“Ah! Yes… yes! P-please… Germany!”
Rocking together, Italy’s arms enveloped around her head, Germany’s fingers pushing deeper inside, brushing against her inner muscles, growing wetter at her own arousal as she licked and sucked faster-
“Ahnnn-”
Italy came first, white encompassing her mind, blinding her vision for a split second, screaming Germany’s name and violently contracting her inner muscles, whole frame shaking and shuddering, flopping down on the bed a second later, still shivering in the post orgasmic waves.
Germany pushed his tongue deeper into Italy, as much as she could go, feeling the spasms around her face, slowly coming to a halt with her licking and sucking.
“G-Germany…”
Looking up, the German woman admired Italy’s spent, shivering form, groaning in lust at the way she glistened in sweat, panting and moaning in the afterglow.
Germany quickly brought herself to completion, her own stimulation fast and direct, shuddering and stiffening against Italy’s tight, gasping and holding onto the Italian woman’s body and falling on top of her, spent and satisfied.
For a long moment, the two remained still, holding each other, content and resting, then Italy softly curled into Germany’s arms, naked body perfectly fitting against Germany’s clothed one, snuggling into her embrace and kissing her still wet face, much to the blonde woman’s shock.
“W-what are you doing!”
Italy blinked in surprise, scrunching up her nose in confusion, her curl bobbing up and down. “Ve~” she murmured, her small tongue gently lapping at Germany’s cheeks and lips.
Germany felt her insides twitch as she allowed her lover to cleanse her face, Italy’s naked body shifting so she was sitting on her lap.
“Thank you,” Italy murmured in the end, yawning. “Next time I want to do something for Germany, too…”
Flushing crimson at her words, Germany looked to the side, far too embarrassed to tell her little Italian love of all the nice, juicy ideas that were rolling through her mind, mostly regarding that strap on she’d hidden in her armoire and that she wanted to be able to wear as soon as possible.
The sole idea sent shivers of lust down her back.
“Maybe next time, Liebe” she hummed in reply, holding the lither form close to her chest.
“Ve~” Italy rubbed her face between Germany’s breasts, giggling when Germany stiffened and flushed again, then the two fell into a comfortable silence, lulled to sleep by each other’s presence.
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that was it… uh, please comment?
Italien (German) - Italy Ich liebe dich (German) - I love you Liebling (German) - German endearing Ti amo tanto anche io Germania (Italian) - I love you tons too, Germany Per favore (Italian) - please Liebe (German) - Love (endearing)
Re: Liebling [3/3]
anonymous
June 3 2010, 09:12:54 UTC
Nice lesbian sex, this kinkmeme sure needs it. Although I think that Girl!Germany is bit OOC to me, but hell maybe she would really act like this if she were girl. Nice job. Hehe, I've never thought that you anon would gender-bender them hehe.
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“Italien… can I…” Germany knew she was blushing, a mix of embarrassment and desire, but the situation was quickly growing heated.
Italy’s clothes were scattered around her, body naked and open to Germany’s gaze, as she roamed her eyes all over her, taking in the supple, round breasts and her delicate frame.
They were very different in built and appearance, but it was Italy’s beauty and lithe frame that attracted Germany so much; the Italian Nation looked beautiful under her, spread on her bed, cheeks covered with a light flush, and Germany had to restrain herself from groaning loudly.
They had started dating somewhere during the last ten, or twenty years, and had so far progressed slowly, but lately, it was getting harder and harder not to act on her instincts, that demanded Germany to finally lay a claim on her lover.
Italy’s bright attitude, her smiles, everything of her attracted Germany, who on her part, was so strict and severe that she didn’t know what Italy could possibly find in her to love, but was deeply grateful that in all her innocence and sweetness, Italy had devoted her love solely to Germany, and to no one else.
Yet, the German woman was painfully aware that for Italy, this was the first time, and she had no intention to hurry, her own arousal easily ignored when confronted with the sight of her soon to be lover, ready to be worshipped.
“Ve~” smiling up at her, Italy nodded, hesitant but compliant. “I trust Germany…”
Ignoring how these words made her insides flutter in warmth, Germany leaned forwards to kiss Italy twice, whilst with a slow, careful motion she parted her lover’s legs, nudging her hands away as she tried to cover her vital regions, suddenly embarrassed, unsure.
“No need to hide, Italien…” she murmured in answer, kissing the curve of Italy’s chin and watching how her breathing suddenly picked up. “You’re so very beautiful in my eyes…”
Warm hands gently touched her naked breasts, reverently tracing their shape and cupping them softly, fingers rubbing at the sensitive, darker skin of her nipples.
“Ah…” Germany was rewarded with a gasp, barely leaving her parted lips as he kissed her neck, sucking at the pink skin until it turned red. “nnnh…”
There was much to taste, to explore, and the blonde woman moved slowly, bathing every inch of Italy’s body with ardent touches, mouth reaching forwards to kiss her, tongue slipping past her lips to taste her mouth.
“Hmmm-”
Italy’s taste was intoxicating, strong and sweet, and she nibbled at her lower lip, pulling the skin, making it turn red, sucking on her tongue and finally parting to let her breathe; the blonde squirmed slightly, aroused even more by Italy’s scent and taste.
“G-Germany…”
“Shhh, Liebling,” another kiss, Germany’s hands still caressing her breasts, and she gasped out once more, arching her back to ask more of that touch, trembling in need.
“Oh, Germany… per favore…” squirming underneath her, wanton-
Germany moved lower, lips opening wide to take in her nipple, grazing its contours with her teeth, pulling and nibbling at the delicate skin.
Arching her back again, brown eyes snapped wide open and Italy cried out, fingers digging into her lover’s short hair, tugging at it, trying to make her stop, as the pleasure washing through her body was too strong, and she risked to be swept away by it.
The Italian Nation could feel the firm, heavy weight of Germany’s breasts against her lower stomach, still clothed but feeling nice and warm, and her lover’s hands caressing her everywhere, eliciting burning pleasure wherever they touched.
Germany chuckled, one of her still gloved hands moving lower, caressing Italy’s tight, teasing her lower lips with a finger, not slipping past them but caressing their line, feeling a shiver ripple through the Italian Nations’ body, legs parting on their own.
“You’re so beautiful,” she murmured reverently, intoxicated by the beauty of the woman she was lavishing with attention. “Oh, Italien, ich liebe dich…”
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Germany hid her embarrassed flush against Italy’s stomach, feeling the ripples of Italy’s happy laughing against her cheek; she loved the sound, just like she loved everything of the other Nation.
Intertwining one hand with one of Italy’s, Germany resumed her work on the other Nation’s stomach, kissing the exposed skin and gently moving southwards, kissing and nibbling, feeling Italy tense once more, gasping and groaning.
Germany observed her lover’s vital regions with hunger, hesitating only for a split moment before moving even lower, to lick and suck at the naked tights.
Italy squirmed in his hold, whining softly, incredibly aroused yet not receiving attention where she needed it the most, body glistening with sweat arching and writhing on the bed.
“Ah… G-Germany… please… aahhnnnn…”
Smirking, as she quite liked the reactions she was receiving from her lover, Germany parted Italy’s legs even more, pushing the knees up against her stomach and gently sucking on the juncture between the tight and her inner lips, breathing deeply Italy’s scent as he did so.
“Ah… n-nnnngh… Germany… p-per favore… I n-need… aaahnn…”
Italy squirmed and tried to form a coherent thought, her brain swept away by pleasure and by Germany’s presence, reassuring and firm, above him; she had wanted this for too long, and she was sure that even if the blonde woman didn’t touch her down there, by the burning sensation expanding in her lower stomach she was going to come far too soon.
Closer and closer but never truly reaching where Italy needed it, Germany’s tongue tasted the heated skin, kissing and sucking on it, leaving behind a trail of red hickeys.
“What is it that you need, Italien?” teasing, filled with desire and affection, Germany’s voice penetrated the thick veil of Italy’s lust, making her fingers twitch and the burning sensation inside her to double.
“Ah… Germany…” Italy arched her back again, breasts bouncing slightly at the motion, arousing and alluring, legs parting wider.
With a smirk, Germany shifted closer again, hands coming to rest at Italy’s sides, holding them into a tight, firm grip. Italy’s heart jumped to her throat, feeling Germany’s breath against her sex.
Moving closer, Germany nuzzled against Italy’s folds, dipping her nose between them, taking deep breathes and blowing hot air on them, licking at the outer skin, feeling Italy’s tights enclose her head.
“Ah! Germany! Y-yes…”
Germany’s tongue lapped further down, delicate and warm, barely making it past Italy’s folds, parting them lightly then retreating, and then licking again, teasing and feathery soft.
With a loud gasp, Italy wriggled and tried to buck her hips into Germany’s mouth, but the hold on her hips prevented her from moving more than an inch; Germany’s tongue was as unrelenting and even as the rolling of a ship, never too deep to touch anything in Italy, but bringing forth a pleasure unlike any other.
“Ahnn… ah… n-no… G-Germany… please…” eyes glazed over, filled with tears, a line of drool rolling down her chin, cheeks flushed and body spread on the bed sheets, arousing and sexy, Italy couldn’t do anything but groan and moan and writhe in pleasure, feeling the steady burning grow relentlessly inside her, never enough for her to reach the peak, but so strong, washing her sanity away.
The German Nation chuckled, feeling the heat between her own legs grow almost unbearable, and finally plunged deeper between Italy’s folds.
Her tongue met with sweet, juicy moisture and she lapped at it, stretching deeper and deeper past the clenching muscles, relishing into the sudden heat, her own skin rippling in pleasure.
Italy’s moans turned louder and louder, growing in pitch with every sweep of Germany’s tongue, thrashing and crying out in pleasure, the burning extending everywhere in her body.
“Ahnnn-”
Germany alternated between lapping at her juices and sucking on her yearning clit, bringing one hand to slip inside her own sex to relieve some of the pressure, close to being almost pain, of her own lower regions.
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She didn’t stop licking and sucking, fingering herself with quick, fast strokes in rhythm with her tongue-thrusting, blood rushing through her body and in her ears until there was no other sound except her heart and Italy’s cries and screams of pleasure.
“Ah! Yes… yes! P-please… Germany!”
Rocking together, Italy’s arms enveloped around her head, Germany’s fingers pushing deeper inside, brushing against her inner muscles, growing wetter at her own arousal as she licked and sucked faster-
“Ahnnn-”
Italy came first, white encompassing her mind, blinding her vision for a split second, screaming Germany’s name and violently contracting her inner muscles, whole frame shaking and shuddering, flopping down on the bed a second later, still shivering in the post orgasmic waves.
Germany pushed his tongue deeper into Italy, as much as she could go, feeling the spasms around her face, slowly coming to a halt with her licking and sucking.
“G-Germany…”
Looking up, the German woman admired Italy’s spent, shivering form, groaning in lust at the way she glistened in sweat, panting and moaning in the afterglow.
Germany quickly brought herself to completion, her own stimulation fast and direct, shuddering and stiffening against Italy’s tight, gasping and holding onto the Italian woman’s body and falling on top of her, spent and satisfied.
For a long moment, the two remained still, holding each other, content and resting, then Italy softly curled into Germany’s arms, naked body perfectly fitting against Germany’s clothed one, snuggling into her embrace and kissing her still wet face, much to the blonde woman’s shock.
“W-what are you doing!”
Italy blinked in surprise, scrunching up her nose in confusion, her curl bobbing up and down. “Ve~” she murmured, her small tongue gently lapping at Germany’s cheeks and lips.
Germany felt her insides twitch as she allowed her lover to cleanse her face, Italy’s naked body shifting so she was sitting on her lap.
“Thank you,” Italy murmured in the end, yawning. “Next time I want to do something for Germany, too…”
Flushing crimson at her words, Germany looked to the side, far too embarrassed to tell her little Italian love of all the nice, juicy ideas that were rolling through her mind, mostly regarding that strap on she’d hidden in her armoire and that she wanted to be able to wear as soon as possible.
The sole idea sent shivers of lust down her back.
“Maybe next time, Liebe” she hummed in reply, holding the lither form close to her chest.
“Ve~” Italy rubbed her face between Germany’s breasts, giggling when Germany stiffened and flushed again, then the two fell into a comfortable silence, lulled to sleep by each other’s presence.
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that was it… uh, please comment?
Italien (German) - Italy
Ich liebe dich (German) - I love you
Liebling (German) - German endearing
Ti amo tanto anche io Germania (Italian) - I love you tons too, Germany
Per favore (Italian) - please
Liebe (German) - Love (endearing)
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TH-THIS WAS...A-AMAZING~! S-so hot, and-and <3 <3 I LOVE YOU, ANON! And filled so fast! :DDDD Amazing for your first yuri!
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and that is the only critique I have :)
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Although I think that Girl!Germany is bit OOC to me, but hell maybe she would really act like this if she were girl.
Nice job. Hehe, I've never thought that you anon would gender-bender them hehe.
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