When the Lights Go Out [Gakuen!Prussia/Hungary] -- [2/3]
anonymous
June 27 2010, 06:30:28 UTC
Gilbert shifted so that he was leaning against the headboard, to give her more room, and she followed him up so that she was still comfortably level with his crotch. She tugged at the waistband of his sleeping pants, getting them halfway down his thighs and grinning when his erection bobbed up between his legs, resting against his stomach. Elizaveta couldn’t help feeling a little bit of pride settle in her stomach at the idea that she did this to Gilbert - that he’s like this because of her. Leaning in, she licks slowly and teasingly, keeping her eyes on Gilbert’s, staring down at her, heavy-lidded.
“Lizzie,” he said softly, trying to arch his hips up, encouraging her to do more, to go faster, without making too much noise.
Elizaveta just gave him a wink, and then took his cock properly between her lips, suckling at the head and stroking the rest of it with her hand. Amusement twinkled in her eyes when she saw him stuff his fist against his mouth, trying to stifle his groans and eager noises. Elizaveta had practice with this - with him, actually - and she knew just how to lick and how to suck and what would make him mewl like a kitten and buck like a horse.
She felt a hand settle in her hair, tightening and fisting in her brown locks, and he pulled a bit harder than she would have liked, but she passed it off on his own attempt to keep himself quiet; she knew it was hard for him. She also didn’t particularly mind when his hips rocked up into her mouth, and she replaced her hand, sliding more of him inside. Taking a few deep breaths through her nose, she relaxed her throat, and finally let him slide further back. She’d worked on training down her gag reflex…and from Gilbert’s reaction, it was worth it.
The German bit down hard enough to make his hand bleed, and his hips bucked roughly against her face. He wanted to shout, he wanted to scream her name, but all he managed was a quiet, drawn out “Ja,” until she swallowed once around him…and he came down her throat with an unrestrained moan.
Elizaveta hummed once more, pulled back enough to swallow his cum, and continued sucking until she deemed his orgasm thoroughly spent. She sat up, the blanket hanging over her head, and she licked her lips, realizing that at some point he’d let go of her hair to grip the sheets instead. “Good?” she whispered hopefully as she continued to savor Gilbert’s interesting flavor that had been left on her tongue. When she’d first given him a blowjob, her intention was to spit; Gilbert, however, had not exactly been courteous enough to figure that he’d need to let go of her head to let her up to do so (which he’d apologized for immediately after, but post-orgasm, he was more than a little hopeless when it came to proper motor function), and she’d discovered that semen wasn’t…all bad. It was a little bitter and it has an interesting musk flavor, but not bad.
“A-awesome,” he managed to mumble after he gulped down air for a while. “Where…when did you learn that?”
“I’ve been practicing,” she murmured, grinning as she leaned in to kiss his lips.
Gilbert grinned, and he reached down, sliding his hand up her thigh, towards her panties under her nightgown. “Want me to…?”
When the Lights Go Out [Gakuen!Prussia/Hungary] -- [3/3]
anonymous
June 27 2010, 06:33:03 UTC
A quiet noise came from the bed next to them, and Ludwig shifted onto his side, and then settled again. The two teenagers in the bed had instantly stiffened, but when it seemed that Ludwig was still asleep, Elizaveta relaxed, and shook her head.
“Later,” she assured him, leaning in to take a kiss. By later, she meant when they had time to sneak off somewhere with less chance of being caught.
Gilbert nodded. “Kay.” He pulled her close for one last kiss, and he let it last for a while longer before it broke. “Love you,” he mumbled against her lips in a whisper much softer than anything he’d said all night.
A smile flitted across Elizaveta’s lips, and she pressed her hand against his chest. “You, too,” she promised quietly, and, giving him one more kiss, she slipped out of his bed and the room as quickly and quietly as she’d entered.
Gilbert watched her go with a sappy smile - one that he would never let anyone but Elizaveta ever see - and then he pulled his pants back up, and laid down on the bed. It had been a very good night.
~*~
In the bed next to Gilbert, Ludwig turned his head to glance at his brother. He had been awake the entire time, and…the idea that his brother had allowed that to go on - encouraged it - while Ludwig was in the room was…hurtful. He’d thought his brother had respected him more than to just…do something like that while Ludwig was right there. He’d woken to the sound of his brother’s moans, and assumed it was one of Gilbert’s dreams - which were by no means uncommon - but when he saw that there was someone else in that bed, a girl with long brown hair, who’d quickly moved under the covers…he’d felt nauseated.
Had Gilbert not been his brother, Ludwig would have immediately put in for a room transfer.
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A/N: Am I the only one who wants to hug Ludwig? But, anyway, the ending was a little iffy for me, mostly because I wasn't so sure if I should keep what I originally had Gilbert say -- the whole "Love you" thing. It felt a teensy bit OOC, but at the same time, Gilbert is so completely insecure that he'd be shy about saying it, I think, but not have so much of a problem saying it -- especially since he loves Lizzie to bits and pieces.
Re: When the Lights Go Out [Gakuen!Prussia/Hungary] -- [3/3]
anonymous
June 27 2010, 20:45:37 UTC
It's a little strange for me to see Prussia and Hungary so lovey dovey, but this fill was, uh, good. Steamy. Oh man, I have no idea what to say whenever I like a porn fill.
“Lizzie,” he said softly, trying to arch his hips up, encouraging her to do more, to go faster, without making too much noise.
Elizaveta just gave him a wink, and then took his cock properly between her lips, suckling at the head and stroking the rest of it with her hand. Amusement twinkled in her eyes when she saw him stuff his fist against his mouth, trying to stifle his groans and eager noises. Elizaveta had practice with this - with him, actually - and she knew just how to lick and how to suck and what would make him mewl like a kitten and buck like a horse.
She felt a hand settle in her hair, tightening and fisting in her brown locks, and he pulled a bit harder than she would have liked, but she passed it off on his own attempt to keep himself quiet; she knew it was hard for him. She also didn’t particularly mind when his hips rocked up into her mouth, and she replaced her hand, sliding more of him inside. Taking a few deep breaths through her nose, she relaxed her throat, and finally let him slide further back. She’d worked on training down her gag reflex…and from Gilbert’s reaction, it was worth it.
The German bit down hard enough to make his hand bleed, and his hips bucked roughly against her face. He wanted to shout, he wanted to scream her name, but all he managed was a quiet, drawn out “Ja,” until she swallowed once around him…and he came down her throat with an unrestrained moan.
Elizaveta hummed once more, pulled back enough to swallow his cum, and continued sucking until she deemed his orgasm thoroughly spent. She sat up, the blanket hanging over her head, and she licked her lips, realizing that at some point he’d let go of her hair to grip the sheets instead. “Good?” she whispered hopefully as she continued to savor Gilbert’s interesting flavor that had been left on her tongue. When she’d first given him a blowjob, her intention was to spit; Gilbert, however, had not exactly been courteous enough to figure that he’d need to let go of her head to let her up to do so (which he’d apologized for immediately after, but post-orgasm, he was more than a little hopeless when it came to proper motor function), and she’d discovered that semen wasn’t…all bad. It was a little bitter and it has an interesting musk flavor, but not bad.
“A-awesome,” he managed to mumble after he gulped down air for a while. “Where…when did you learn that?”
“I’ve been practicing,” she murmured, grinning as she leaned in to kiss his lips.
Gilbert grinned, and he reached down, sliding his hand up her thigh, towards her panties under her nightgown. “Want me to…?”
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“Later,” she assured him, leaning in to take a kiss. By later, she meant when they had time to sneak off somewhere with less chance of being caught.
Gilbert nodded. “Kay.” He pulled her close for one last kiss, and he let it last for a while longer before it broke. “Love you,” he mumbled against her lips in a whisper much softer than anything he’d said all night.
A smile flitted across Elizaveta’s lips, and she pressed her hand against his chest. “You, too,” she promised quietly, and, giving him one more kiss, she slipped out of his bed and the room as quickly and quietly as she’d entered.
Gilbert watched her go with a sappy smile - one that he would never let anyone but Elizaveta ever see - and then he pulled his pants back up, and laid down on the bed. It had been a very good night.
~*~
In the bed next to Gilbert, Ludwig turned his head to glance at his brother. He had been awake the entire time, and…the idea that his brother had allowed that to go on - encouraged it - while Ludwig was in the room was…hurtful. He’d thought his brother had respected him more than to just…do something like that while Ludwig was right there. He’d woken to the sound of his brother’s moans, and assumed it was one of Gilbert’s dreams - which were by no means uncommon - but when he saw that there was someone else in that bed, a girl with long brown hair, who’d quickly moved under the covers…he’d felt nauseated.
Had Gilbert not been his brother, Ludwig would have immediately put in for a room transfer.
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A/N: Am I the only one who wants to hug Ludwig? But, anyway, the ending was a little iffy for me, mostly because I wasn't so sure if I should keep what I originally had Gilbert say -- the whole "Love you" thing. It felt a teensy bit OOC, but at the same time, Gilbert is so completely insecure that he'd be shy about saying it, I think, but not have so much of a problem saying it -- especially since he loves Lizzie to bits and pieces.
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Anyway, good job!
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