Cabin Fever [4/5]
anonymous
January 4 2011, 13:33:59 UTC
“Don’t be an ass about it!” He snapped but it took a second for him to forgive his brother, arms already wrapping around his body as they held each other close, kisses started to be shared between them as Ludwig began to thrust.
Missionary was usually their least favourite position, but at the moment it felt perfect as the two embraced and let their tongues tangled. Ludwig’s hips moved in a steady motion as he savored being in his brother and Gilbert moaned at the friction of his cock rubbing against their stomachs. Hands began to explore and Gilbert slowly dragged his nails up his brother’s back, only hard enough to make his skin streak red. Ludwig replied by bucking down a bit faster.
“Gilbert…” He huffed and their eyes met. They stared before again, they were kissing. Ludwig dominated by sucking his brother’s tongue and his brother let him, moaning with pleasure over it. It felt like hours that they did their gentle and kind lovemaking, the sun dipping down over one of the mountain peaks before Gilbert let out a whine.
“Ludwig…” His brother blushed as he rarely heard his real name used by his lover. “Enough with the Hollywood sex… Fuck me right.”
“As you wish.” He gave a little bow before he pinned his brother’s arms down and began bucking hard into the withering body below. Gilbert’s moans went from being long and drawn out to high pitched and short, his hips shaking as he felt himself being literally jack hammered into the rug. His hands scratched the forearms holding him but it was futile as Ludwig was in control of what they did. He angled himself and Gilbert let out a cry as he felt the head of his brother’s couch brazenly connect with his prostate.
“S-SHIT! W-WEST! WEEEST!” He cried, the pressure against it becoming too much. “WEEEST, AH! AHH-!”
“Louder, Gilbert.” The low growl came from above. “Scream for me louder.”
“I AAAAAM! SHIIIT! AH, FUCK, YOUR COCK!” He thrust back feverishly, trying to take in more but he could barely lift his hips up. “WEST, FUCK!”
“Louder, Gilbert!”
“LUDWIG, FOR FUCKSSAKEYOURCOCK AHHH!” Gilbert came with a slew of foreign curses, his body thrashing under his brother, but Ludwig wasn’t done and even after he came he was still pounded into the rug. His hips were lifted up off the ground and his legs kicked out before his ankles hit near his head and he was presented in watching his brother’s cock roughly thrust in and out before he stopped, his grip tightening on Gilbert’s arms before he relaxed. Gilbert let out a whine as he watched his brother thrust in a few more times before he pulled out for good measure. The head of the condom was now a bulb filled with cum.
As soon as Ludwig got off, Gilbert’s body hit the rug with a thud, making him groan in pain and he purposely kicked his brother’s side.
“Y-You asshole!”
“W-What?!” Ludwig panted, wincing as he pulled the cock ring off and peeled the condom away from his dick. “What do you mean ‘asshole’!”
“Making me scream for you…” Gilbert crossed his arms and began to pout. “I WAS screaming, you psycho!”
Ludwig rolled his eyes. “I’ve heard you louder than that.”
Cabin Fever [5/5]
anonymous
January 4 2011, 13:35:40 UTC
Gilbert kicked at him again and Ludwig grabbed his leg, pulling him over before they began to tussle, punches being thrown before they started laughing and relaxed. Gilbert wrapped his arms around Ludwig’s chest, nuzzling him for a moment before he let out a sigh of contentment.
“Pass me the chocolate.”
“Seriously?”
“I’m hungry.” He whined and Ludwig obliged, hand searching the floor blindly before he found it and handed it to his brother. Gilbert smiled as he popped a square into his mouth, letting it melt for a moment before he leaned up and kissed his brother. “That’s for your semen breath.”
“… You have it too, you know.”
“Not as bad as you.” He stuck his tongue out and they went quiet as they lay on the floor, Gilbert turning his head again as he watched the snowflakes that fell become illuminated by their front porch lamp. Ludwig joined in and they listened to the silence in the cabin, save for the fire crackling once in a while.
“Ludwig.”
“Yeah?” His brother leaned over to see the other’s face.
“Can we do this every year?” Gilbert turned to see him as well. “Just me, you, alone?”
“If I can afford it, yes.” But his brother shook his head.
“Even if we were home, I mean… Just me and you together. No stupid Christmas eve parties or Piano Bastard.” He hesitated when Ludwig replied with a blank stare. “Christmas with each other.”
Ludwig finally understood and he smiled before he wrapped his arms around Gilbert and pulled him into a hug.
“Start our own tradition?”
“Yeah.” Gilbert nuzzled his brother’s neck, placing a small kiss under his adam’s apple. “Just me and you.”
“And the dogs?”
“… Okay, but ONLY if Gilbird’s allowed too.” Gilbert pouted and Ludwig let out a laugh before he hauled Gilbert into his arms.
“Well then… I do think if we’re starting our own tradition that Christmas Eve should be reserved for carnal desires, no?” Gilbert’s eyes lit up.
“Well, West, those condoms aren’t going to get ruined just by sitting there…” He smirked and Ludwig laughed again before he rolled over and pinned his brother to the rug, grinding their hips together.
Re: Cabin Fever [5/5]
anonymous
January 4 2011, 14:42:36 UTC
Wow. Just wow. *applauds*
Dear anon, consider yourself worshiped. Everything was perfect. I mean, I've been waiting for a fic like this where someone will mention Lili and Vash too, and the whole atmosphere, gentle lovemaking at first and the *cough*thepounding*cough*, the two of them alone like this... Wow... Thank you. Thank you so much for filling this &hearts
Re: Cabin Fever [5/5]
anonymous
January 5 2011, 03:53:51 UTC
A giant grin was just grinned. I hope you're pleased, because that was perfect. Utterly perfect. Cliche, but not too much, lovely smut by the way (Oh baby, deck my halls) I totally had to clean my keyboard of noseblood. An utterly heartwarming ending too, because anon is a sucker for cuddling. Amazing writing skills, funny, smutty and cute all wrapped in one epic burrito. It was fantastic, here's a cookie *hands big choclate chip cookie*
Missionary was usually their least favourite position, but at the moment it felt perfect as the two embraced and let their tongues tangled. Ludwig’s hips moved in a steady motion as he savored being in his brother and Gilbert moaned at the friction of his cock rubbing against their stomachs. Hands began to explore and Gilbert slowly dragged his nails up his brother’s back, only hard enough to make his skin streak red. Ludwig replied by bucking down a bit faster.
“Gilbert…” He huffed and their eyes met. They stared before again, they were kissing. Ludwig dominated by sucking his brother’s tongue and his brother let him, moaning with pleasure over it. It felt like hours that they did their gentle and kind lovemaking, the sun dipping down over one of the mountain peaks before Gilbert let out a whine.
“Ludwig…” His brother blushed as he rarely heard his real name used by his lover. “Enough with the Hollywood sex… Fuck me right.”
“As you wish.” He gave a little bow before he pinned his brother’s arms down and began bucking hard into the withering body below. Gilbert’s moans went from being long and drawn out to high pitched and short, his hips shaking as he felt himself being literally jack hammered into the rug. His hands scratched the forearms holding him but it was futile as Ludwig was in control of what they did. He angled himself and Gilbert let out a cry as he felt the head of his brother’s couch brazenly connect with his prostate.
“S-SHIT! W-WEST! WEEEST!” He cried, the pressure against it becoming too much. “WEEEST, AH! AHH-!”
“Louder, Gilbert.” The low growl came from above. “Scream for me louder.”
“I AAAAAM! SHIIIT! AH, FUCK, YOUR COCK!” He thrust back feverishly, trying to take in more but he could barely lift his hips up. “WEST, FUCK!”
“Louder, Gilbert!”
“LUDWIG, FOR FUCKSSAKEYOURCOCK AHHH!” Gilbert came with a slew of foreign curses, his body thrashing under his brother, but Ludwig wasn’t done and even after he came he was still pounded into the rug. His hips were lifted up off the ground and his legs kicked out before his ankles hit near his head and he was presented in watching his brother’s cock roughly thrust in and out before he stopped, his grip tightening on Gilbert’s arms before he relaxed. Gilbert let out a whine as he watched his brother thrust in a few more times before he pulled out for good measure. The head of the condom was now a bulb filled with cum.
As soon as Ludwig got off, Gilbert’s body hit the rug with a thud, making him groan in pain and he purposely kicked his brother’s side.
“Y-You asshole!”
“W-What?!” Ludwig panted, wincing as he pulled the cock ring off and peeled the condom away from his dick. “What do you mean ‘asshole’!”
“Making me scream for you…” Gilbert crossed his arms and began to pout. “I WAS screaming, you psycho!”
Ludwig rolled his eyes. “I’ve heard you louder than that.”
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“Pass me the chocolate.”
“Seriously?”
“I’m hungry.” He whined and Ludwig obliged, hand searching the floor blindly before he found it and handed it to his brother. Gilbert smiled as he popped a square into his mouth, letting it melt for a moment before he leaned up and kissed his brother. “That’s for your semen breath.”
“… You have it too, you know.”
“Not as bad as you.” He stuck his tongue out and they went quiet as they lay on the floor, Gilbert turning his head again as he watched the snowflakes that fell become illuminated by their front porch lamp. Ludwig joined in and they listened to the silence in the cabin, save for the fire crackling once in a while.
“Ludwig.”
“Yeah?” His brother leaned over to see the other’s face.
“Can we do this every year?” Gilbert turned to see him as well. “Just me, you, alone?”
“If I can afford it, yes.” But his brother shook his head.
“Even if we were home, I mean… Just me and you together. No stupid Christmas eve parties or Piano Bastard.” He hesitated when Ludwig replied with a blank stare. “Christmas with each other.”
Ludwig finally understood and he smiled before he wrapped his arms around Gilbert and pulled him into a hug.
“Start our own tradition?”
“Yeah.” Gilbert nuzzled his brother’s neck, placing a small kiss under his adam’s apple. “Just me and you.”
“And the dogs?”
“… Okay, but ONLY if Gilbird’s allowed too.” Gilbert pouted and Ludwig let out a laugh before he hauled Gilbert into his arms.
“Well then… I do think if we’re starting our own tradition that Christmas Eve should be reserved for carnal desires, no?” Gilbert’s eyes lit up.
“Well, West, those condoms aren’t going to get ruined just by sitting there…” He smirked and Ludwig laughed again before he rolled over and pinned his brother to the rug, grinding their hips together.
“Merry Christmas, dear brother.”
“Merry Christmas to you too, dear West.”
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Dear anon, consider yourself worshiped. Everything was perfect. I mean, I've been waiting for a fic like this where someone will mention Lili and Vash too, and the whole atmosphere, gentle lovemaking at first and the *cough*thepounding*cough*, the two of them alone like this... Wow... Thank you. Thank you so much for filling this &hearts
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