Die Qual der Wahl [14/14]
anonymous
June 23 2010, 08:31:24 UTC
They were both covered in a sheen of sweat and that made her limbs feel heavy as her skin slapped against Germany’s. She took a moment to change her position so that she was squatting, and as she began to drive herself down, faster and deeper than before, she moaned and gasped his name, on the verge of bursting from the inside out as he twisted the dildo into her with each thrust. Her mind was an utter haze as her body began to swing up and down mechanically, incredibly sore all over, but when Germany placed his hand over her groin and moved his thumb in circles over her clit, she let out a sob and shuddered to a halt, keeping herself in place with a hand in the sheets.
“I didn’t say you could stop,” Germany’s voice was low and thick. Prussia shook her head, voice cracked and desperate, “You’re going to make me come again.”
Germany smirked thinly, pressing the circle slowly over her clit. “So don’t.”
“West-”
“Just move,” he growled. After a moment’s hesitation, he smacked her ass sharply and she let out a quivered breath. Steadying herself, she closed her eyes and began to move once again, feeling Germany thrust in time with her own motions, thumb on her clit and twisting the dildo into her, and she all but broke down from the sheer sensation. She couldn’t move but forced herself to, not as quickly as before in order to withhold the orgasm. With a long moan, she shook and wrapped her arms around his neck, almost collapsing against him, grinding her hips down in waves. He wrapped his own arms around her, holding her down and thrusting frenetically into her, cursing as he felt her tighten around him. With a tight groan, he drove a lingering thrust into her and climaxed, cock twitching as he came, eyes closed and face buried in her chest. He was on a high, heart stopped and not breathing, feeling incredibly comfortable and barely noticing Prussia’s frantic grinding until she tightened even more around him. He held her, pulling her closer, and fucking her until she cried out and went limp in his arms.
They remained in that position for a while, both of them panting for breath. He slid the dildo out of her and tossed it aside. Prussia’s eyes were closed and she was resting against his chest. He gently rolled them over and pulled himself out.
Prussia’s arms were around Germany’s neck almost immediately, pulling him down and catching his parted mouth in a slow, drawn out kiss as her tongue rubbed lazily against his. He let himself down onto her side, resting against her as she pulled her arms back and kept a hand entangled in his hair, changing the angle of the kiss, his own arm draped tiredly around her body. They kissed for what seemed like hours, soft little butterfly kisses and wet open-mouthed kisses, lips pressing against lips and cheeks and brows and noses until the thrum of the room cooled and she fell asleep, tucked under his chin, and the blanket had been pulled up over them both.
This, Germany thought before he turned the light off, was definitely worth a cocktail party.
THE END.
I'm afraid he didn't quite dominate her in the way you'd normally assume he would (cuffs and bondage), and for that I apologise. However, he did essentially dominate her in another sense, i.e. lots of teasing and orgasm denials. :D? I'm very sorry, OP!
Nonetheless, I hope this fill has made you a happy camper. And just to top it all off, have a cocktail party fem!Prussia for your viewing pleasure:
Re: Die Qual der Wahl [14/14]
anonymous
June 23 2010, 22:53:54 UTC
I just became lesbian for female!Prussia. This is one of the best genderbents I've ever read, and one of the sexiest fills I've ever read! (DPing a female *blush*)
“I didn’t say you could stop,” Germany’s voice was low and thick. Prussia shook her head, voice cracked and desperate, “You’re going to make me come again.”
Germany smirked thinly, pressing the circle slowly over her clit. “So don’t.”
“West-”
“Just move,” he growled. After a moment’s hesitation, he smacked her ass sharply and she let out a quivered breath. Steadying herself, she closed her eyes and began to move once again, feeling Germany thrust in time with her own motions, thumb on her clit and twisting the dildo into her, and she all but broke down from the sheer sensation. She couldn’t move but forced herself to, not as quickly as before in order to withhold the orgasm. With a long moan, she shook and wrapped her arms around his neck, almost collapsing against him, grinding her hips down in waves. He wrapped his own arms around her, holding her down and thrusting frenetically into her, cursing as he felt her tighten around him. With a tight groan, he drove a lingering thrust into her and climaxed, cock twitching as he came, eyes closed and face buried in her chest. He was on a high, heart stopped and not breathing, feeling incredibly comfortable and barely noticing Prussia’s frantic grinding until she tightened even more around him. He held her, pulling her closer, and fucking her until she cried out and went limp in his arms.
They remained in that position for a while, both of them panting for breath. He slid the dildo out of her and tossed it aside. Prussia’s eyes were closed and she was resting against his chest. He gently rolled them over and pulled himself out.
Prussia’s arms were around Germany’s neck almost immediately, pulling him down and catching his parted mouth in a slow, drawn out kiss as her tongue rubbed lazily against his. He let himself down onto her side, resting against her as she pulled her arms back and kept a hand entangled in his hair, changing the angle of the kiss, his own arm draped tiredly around her body. They kissed for what seemed like hours, soft little butterfly kisses and wet open-mouthed kisses, lips pressing against lips and cheeks and brows and noses until the thrum of the room cooled and she fell asleep, tucked under his chin, and the blanket had been pulled up over them both.
This, Germany thought before he turned the light off, was definitely worth a cocktail party.
THE END.
I'm afraid he didn't quite dominate her in the way you'd normally assume he would (cuffs and bondage), and for that I apologise. However, he did essentially dominate her in another sense, i.e. lots of teasing and orgasm denials. :D? I'm very sorry, OP!
Nonetheless, I hope this fill has made you a happy camper. And just to top it all off, have a cocktail party fem!Prussia for your viewing pleasure:
Back to my multi. XD Sigh.
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Domination by orgasm denial? Brilliance!
I am most definately a happy camper~~ Thank you so much for an excellent fic.
Lovely art too! :D
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