Yep. Still Need a Title. [4/?]
anonymous
September 13 2010, 08:52:42 UTC
Once the buttons are completely undone, Sweden draws himself up again and runs his hands over Russia’s shoulders, sliding the shirt off with the movement. It falls to the floor with a wisp of sound, hardly audible over their breaths, which have become noticeably heavier. Sweden can see Denmark looking at Russia’s profile - broad, built, a little fat around the hips but other than that thoroughly muscled - much more so than Sweden, who is long, lean, and toned, yes, but not overly built - Sweden runs his hands up Russia’s side, nails dragging a little and eliciting a husky gasp. Again, Sweden directs Denmark’s gaze to where he wants it to be.
Looking at their bodies. Watching as their hands and mouths coax harsher and harsher sounds out of one another.
Sweden glances at Denmark and sees his eyes darken, can hear his breathing pick up through his nose - he uses that to his advantage. He pulls Russia flush against him with a rough, abrupt movement. Russia’s leg slips off the bed at the unexpected move, but he doesn’t seem to mind when it brings his crotch to Sweden’s hip. He thrusts a tiny bit, half-erect against Sweden’s side, and lets out a small, low sound while wrapping his arms around Sweden.
They resume kissing, more heated, more forceful now, with soft, panting breaths. Their bodies turn into one another, arms wrap around each other, hands stop the tentative touches and strokes and begin gripping and rubbing in earnest. Sweden glances once more at Denmark - one last check - and finds that Denmark’s chest is lightly flushed and nearly heaving against its bindings. His eyes are intently watching the two, flickering everywhere, as if he’s not quite sure what to concentrate on.
Sweden, now confident that Denmark no longer has any protests, throws himself into putting on a good show.
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So, it starts out a little slow and sensual, but it’s gonna pick up reaaaal fast now that Denmark’s in the game. >:D
Looking at their bodies. Watching as their hands and mouths coax harsher and harsher sounds out of one another.
Sweden glances at Denmark and sees his eyes darken, can hear his breathing pick up through his nose - he uses that to his advantage. He pulls Russia flush against him with a rough, abrupt movement. Russia’s leg slips off the bed at the unexpected move, but he doesn’t seem to mind when it brings his crotch to Sweden’s hip. He thrusts a tiny bit, half-erect against Sweden’s side, and lets out a small, low sound while wrapping his arms around Sweden.
They resume kissing, more heated, more forceful now, with soft, panting breaths. Their bodies turn into one another, arms wrap around each other, hands stop the tentative touches and strokes and begin gripping and rubbing in earnest. Sweden glances once more at Denmark - one last check - and finds that Denmark’s chest is lightly flushed and nearly heaving against its bindings. His eyes are intently watching the two, flickering everywhere, as if he’s not quite sure what to concentrate on.
Sweden, now confident that Denmark no longer has any protests, throws himself into putting on a good show.
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So, it starts out a little slow and sensual, but it’s gonna pick up reaaaal fast now that Denmark’s in the game. >:D
And, no, he won’t stay bound and gagged forever.
Also: ;fhia;rihaagfjj WORDCOUNTS, UGH.
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I am loving this!!!
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*dies*
Also, way to communicate about sex, guys. Sweden, you're REALLY lucky Denmark's such a ho, or you'd be in really deep shit.
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Go on...
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