Re: In Russia's bed [3/3]
anonymous
January 13 2009, 01:26:33 UTC
And even sweeter mouth, he thought, when Poland kissed him. It was slow and it tested wonderful. Their tongues were meeting and parting with unhurried enthusiasm until they both were totally out of breath. Poland looked flushed when he brought his fingers to his pink lips, gazing at Toris uncertainly. Lithuania wanted to smirk - it was so sweet when Poland’s shyness showed itself. Instead he decided to replace Poland in that undoubtedly hard task in coating his fingers and grasped his wrist. Feliks’ fingers tasted like honey (which made sense, as he have eaten an enormous amounts of cookies prepared by Ukraine) and flowers (which didn’t make any sense, but maybe Toris was just sappy at the moment). His face was beautiful when he was preparing himself, biting his lip and smirking through the moans, moving up and down. And it was so good when they were together and Toris could finally do something. And something he did, making Poland moan and sigh and even scream and do all king of these funny faces Liet liked so much. He didn’t even know when he stopped noticing the other things, disturbing smells and familiar views, because the only thing his senses were concentrated on was on top of him and all around him. It was about fifteen minutes later, when their bodies weren’t this hot anymore, that Lithuania woke up from that strange sort of amok and began to worry all over. “Shouldn’t we go back?” he asked nervously, looking at the blond head resting on his shoulder. “We have like, twenty more minutes” murmured Poland, tracing lazy patterns on his arm. “Though I bet it’s even more than that.” Liet’s mind stopped working. “What?” “I said,” sighed Feliks, like it was so troublesome to explain to him such a simple matter, “that we have probably twenty more minutes.” Toris sat up and looked at Poland. “What?” he repeated. Feliks looked at him like he was an idiot. “You didn’t think I wanted you to do me with Russia showing up, did you?” Toris stared at him blankly. Poland rolled his eyes and grinned at the same time. “You did! Do you think I’m crazy or something?” Liet didn’t bother to tell him that that was exactly what he thought. “Duh.” Poland’s grin couldn’t get any more bigger. “You’re like, totally weird, you know that? You like, had had sex with me, in Russia’s bed, and you totally didn’t know if he’ll show up?” Lithuania clenched his fists and counted to ten. “I mean, I think it’s totally cool, y’know, that you have the guts. I wouldn’t do something like that for the life of me! Or maybe I would. If I’d be very horny.” Liet was wondering what to say. “I hate you”? “What the hell”? “You’re sleeping on the couch for the rest of the sleep-overs”? Finally he decided on: “What the hell did you do?” “Oh, with Russia?” Poland’s smile was plain evil. “I had had like a totally nice talk with Belarus. We made a deal.” “Deal. With Belarus.” Toris felt like jumping from the ten floor building. He was almost afraid to ask. Almost. “What-“ he gulped. “What kind of a deal?” “Easy~~” Poland stretched and yawned. “She wanted to try something new so I was like, ok, I’ll tell you something you totally didn’t thought of and you will give me, like, at least a hour Russia-free.” Toris stared. Feliks grinned. “Aaaand?” “And I told her to make that stupid faucet useful for a change.”
Re: In Russia's bed [3/3]
anonymous
January 22 2009, 19:09:57 UTC
I had had like a totally nice talk with Belarus. We made a deal. and And I told her to make that stupid faucet useful for a change. i love you evil brain, anon! :D *kisses it*
Poland looked flushed when he brought his fingers to his pink lips, gazing at Toris uncertainly. Lithuania wanted to smirk - it was so sweet when Poland’s shyness showed itself.
Instead he decided to replace Poland in that undoubtedly hard task in coating his fingers and grasped his wrist.
Feliks’ fingers tasted like honey (which made sense, as he have eaten an enormous amounts of cookies prepared by Ukraine) and flowers (which didn’t make any sense, but maybe Toris was just sappy at the moment). His face was beautiful when he was preparing himself, biting his lip and smirking through the moans, moving up and down.
And it was so good when they were together and Toris could finally do something. And something he did, making Poland moan and sigh and even scream and do all king of these funny faces Liet liked so much.
He didn’t even know when he stopped noticing the other things, disturbing smells and familiar views, because the only thing his senses were concentrated on was on top of him and all around him.
It was about fifteen minutes later, when their bodies weren’t this hot anymore, that Lithuania woke up from that strange sort of amok and began to worry all over.
“Shouldn’t we go back?” he asked nervously, looking at the blond head resting on his shoulder.
“We have like, twenty more minutes” murmured Poland, tracing lazy patterns on his arm. “Though I bet it’s even more than that.”
Liet’s mind stopped working.
“What?”
“I said,” sighed Feliks, like it was so troublesome to explain to him such a simple matter, “that we have probably twenty more minutes.”
Toris sat up and looked at Poland.
“What?” he repeated.
Feliks looked at him like he was an idiot.
“You didn’t think I wanted you to do me with Russia showing up, did you?”
Toris stared at him blankly. Poland rolled his eyes and grinned at the same time.
“You did! Do you think I’m crazy or something?”
Liet didn’t bother to tell him that that was exactly what he thought.
“Duh.” Poland’s grin couldn’t get any more bigger. “You’re like, totally weird, you know that? You like, had had sex with me, in Russia’s bed, and you totally didn’t know if he’ll show up?”
Lithuania clenched his fists and counted to ten.
“I mean, I think it’s totally cool, y’know, that you have the guts. I wouldn’t do something like that for the life of me! Or maybe I would. If I’d be very horny.”
Liet was wondering what to say. “I hate you”? “What the hell”? “You’re sleeping on the couch for the rest of the sleep-overs”? Finally he decided on:
“What the hell did you do?”
“Oh, with Russia?” Poland’s smile was plain evil. “I had had like a totally nice talk with Belarus. We made a deal.”
“Deal. With Belarus.” Toris felt like jumping from the ten floor building. He was almost afraid to ask.
Almost.
“What-“ he gulped. “What kind of a deal?”
“Easy~~” Poland stretched and yawned. “She wanted to try something new so I was like, ok, I’ll tell you something you totally didn’t thought of and you will give me, like, at least a hour Russia-free.”
Toris stared. Feliks grinned.
“Aaaand?”
“And I told her to make that stupid faucet useful for a change.”
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<3
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Seriously, that was so cute. <3
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thank you XD
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And I told her to make that stupid faucet useful for a change.
i love you evil brain, anon! :D *kisses it*
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THIS WAS AMAZING. OH. MY. GOD. The sex was hot, and then the last line had me laughing so hard. In a horrified way, but it was still hilarious.
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