Die Qual der Wahl [13/?]
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June 23 2010, 08:20:07 UTC
Germany pinned her with a final, lingering look before he ran his free hand up and down her back slowly, earning fluttered lashes and an indulgent smile. She moved closer and began to press staccato kisses along his throat and up his jaw, her tongue and teeth finding the lobe of his ear as he fumbled through the night stand drawer once again, this time for a small bottle of lube. When he finally retrieved it, he struggled with it, hands shaking just a little, and Prussia must have sensed his disorientation because she gently pried herself off him and relieved him of the bottle so she could unscrew the cap, a feat he had been unsuccessfully attempting single-handedly. Germany set the dildo down on the bed beside them and readjusted their positions, picking her up and shifting so that he was sitting with his back against the headboard. He coated his fingers with the lube and held her closer.
Prussia arched her back and bit down a groan as he pressed his palm flat on her skin and slid it down slowly to her rump, stretching her ass apart as the middle finger of his other hand gently teased its way in. She drew in a breath, fingers curling into his shoulders. It didn’t hurt yet, obviously, but it seemed like she hadn’t been lying about not having had anything back there in a while. Prussia closed her eyes, focusing on keeping her body relaxed, and nodded to Germany who slipped another finger into her, gently penetrating her as deeply as he could before he slowly slid both fingers out again.
He eased his fingers in and out of her, keeping a mild pace that she got used to after a while. He probed inside her, stretching his fingers apart, rubbing little spots inside her that made her twist and gasp a little. Prussia’s hand curled up and she gripped Germany’s hair, jerking it to the side, licking along his throat before sinking her teeth into a tender expanse of skin, sucking hard, licking away residual blood and kissing it. He growled, stretching her even further apart and making her cry out, picking up the speed and effectively finger fucking her once again. She clung to him, moaning his name, whispering pleas and dirty encouragements in his ear. By the time he added in a third finger, she looked on the brink of tears. She was trembling all over, disoriented and over-stimulated, wet mouth parted to pant. He kissed that mouth tenderly, other hand reaching for the dildo and positioning it just so where his fingers held her open. He pressed it in and her breaths quickened with a vocalisation that sounded almost desperate.
Germany retrieved the lube and poured it generously onto where the dildo met Prussia’s flesh, spreading it with his whole fist as he pumped it slowly in and out of her. When the movement became fluid and Prussia seemed to stop squirming uncomfortably, he stopped and leaned back fully against the headboard, licking his lip as a languid feeling settled over him. Prussia looked at him, disoriented.
“What?” She managed after a few false starts.
“You move,” was his simple two-word response. She gave him a look that was torn between horror and exasperation, and he shook his head firmly. “You’re not allowed to come before I do.”
“Shit,” she hissed, gripping Germany’s shoulders and shuddering as she forced herself to move up, feeling Germany’s cock and the dildo slide out of her. Germany had a hand on her hip and the other gripping the dildo tightly, keeping the angle firm, and she moaned as she slid back down onto them. Her body was stiff as she forced herself to move up and down, slowly at first, letting out a soft cry as she felt herself being overwhelmed and filled to the brim, Germany’s cock sliding in and out under her clit and sending jolts up her body. She took her time, rocking her hips with the motion until it began to feel better, smoother, and Prussia leant further back and began to force her body to move even faster.
Prussia arched her back and bit down a groan as he pressed his palm flat on her skin and slid it down slowly to her rump, stretching her ass apart as the middle finger of his other hand gently teased its way in. She drew in a breath, fingers curling into his shoulders. It didn’t hurt yet, obviously, but it seemed like she hadn’t been lying about not having had anything back there in a while. Prussia closed her eyes, focusing on keeping her body relaxed, and nodded to Germany who slipped another finger into her, gently penetrating her as deeply as he could before he slowly slid both fingers out again.
He eased his fingers in and out of her, keeping a mild pace that she got used to after a while. He probed inside her, stretching his fingers apart, rubbing little spots inside her that made her twist and gasp a little. Prussia’s hand curled up and she gripped Germany’s hair, jerking it to the side, licking along his throat before sinking her teeth into a tender expanse of skin, sucking hard, licking away residual blood and kissing it. He growled, stretching her even further apart and making her cry out, picking up the speed and effectively finger fucking her once again. She clung to him, moaning his name, whispering pleas and dirty encouragements in his ear. By the time he added in a third finger, she looked on the brink of tears. She was trembling all over, disoriented and over-stimulated, wet mouth parted to pant. He kissed that mouth tenderly, other hand reaching for the dildo and positioning it just so where his fingers held her open. He pressed it in and her breaths quickened with a vocalisation that sounded almost desperate.
Germany retrieved the lube and poured it generously onto where the dildo met Prussia’s flesh, spreading it with his whole fist as he pumped it slowly in and out of her. When the movement became fluid and Prussia seemed to stop squirming uncomfortably, he stopped and leaned back fully against the headboard, licking his lip as a languid feeling settled over him. Prussia looked at him, disoriented.
“What?” She managed after a few false starts.
“You move,” was his simple two-word response. She gave him a look that was torn between horror and exasperation, and he shook his head firmly. “You’re not allowed to come before I do.”
“Shit,” she hissed, gripping Germany’s shoulders and shuddering as she forced herself to move up, feeling Germany’s cock and the dildo slide out of her. Germany had a hand on her hip and the other gripping the dildo tightly, keeping the angle firm, and she moaned as she slid back down onto them. Her body was stiff as she forced herself to move up and down, slowly at first, letting out a soft cry as she felt herself being overwhelmed and filled to the brim, Germany’s cock sliding in and out under her clit and sending jolts up her body. She took her time, rocking her hips with the motion until it began to feel better, smoother, and Prussia leant further back and began to force her body to move even faster.
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