Lithuania opens his eyes, still tentative. "A-hah. Poland?"
"Gross," says Poland, cheerfully. He makes another spitting sound and clambers back up Lithuania where he's lying boneless on the ground. "Warn me next time, geez."
"Sorry." Lithuania pants. He lets his arm flop over Poland's back, and belatedly remembers that Poland probably hasn't come when he feels Poland's hips hitching against him, his cock still hard through his leggings.
"D'you want - can I try? That?"
Poland's breath washes hot across his cheek. "You seriously want to?"
Thoughts fly through Lithuania's brain all at once like a flock of sparrows jumping off from a tree: I want to make you feel that good, you're beautiful when you're happy, you're beautiful all the time, I think I might be a little in love with you, can't help it sorry.
"Sure." Lithuania twists to lay Poland on his back, strokes the backs of his fingers down Poland's side.
Poland winces and twists away a little. "Sorry," he hisses, "bruise," and Lithuania nods and kisses his belly instead, because he's not sure how to do this - this new thing they're trying, whatever it's called. He wiggles Poland's leggings off, careful with his erection, and folds them over his arm, sets them carefully to one side.
"Tell me if I do it wrong, okay?" He looks up, stroking his thumb over the side of Poland's dick. "I haven't, ever, um."
Poland nods, and Lithuania takes a deep breath and lowers his mouth to lap across the head a little, like Poland had done to him. It tastes a little weird - salty and musky and a lot like unwashed Poland, but Poland sucks in his breath and shivers all through him, and when Lithuania lowers his mouth to a little further down, Poland's hips jerk up and he comes all over Lithuania's face, salty in his mouth and stinging up his nostrils, and Lithuania splutters indignantly, blowing air out his nose.
"Poland!"
Poland is breathing harshly, and Lithuania hears him spit something out. "Oh god," he gasps, "Oh god, Liet, you - " He tugs Lithuania up and kisses him again, and Lithuania feels Poland's face squinch up at the taste of his own come. "Oh, ew," says Poland. "Sorry."
"S'okay." Lithuania reaches for a corner of the blanket and wipes himself off.
Poland crowds Lithuania over to the side, appropriating the lion's share of the pillow, so he can tuck himself comfortably into all of Lithuania's nooks and crannies.
They curl together, their breath tangling together like the twined loops of their fingers and the bright-dark scatter of their hair over the pillow.
"Liet," Poland whispers, "we won," and Lithuania laughs and his hand is shaky when he pulls Poland towards him, burying his face in the tangle of Poland's hair. Something within him swells and soars.
Lithuania didn't become entirely Christian until after Tannenberg (1413 according to wiki), which is why Poland is worried about God not liking him yet.
Also, yes, Poland is speaking Valley Girl instead of Ye Olde Englishe, but I figured that at the time he wouldn't have been speaking English anyway, so if I'm going to anachronistically write him in English I might as well get the tone right haha.
Lithuania opens his eyes, still tentative. "A-hah. Poland?"
"Gross," says Poland, cheerfully. He makes another spitting sound and clambers back up Lithuania where he's lying boneless on the ground. "Warn me next time, geez."
"Sorry." Lithuania pants. He lets his arm flop over Poland's back, and belatedly remembers that Poland probably hasn't come when he feels Poland's hips hitching against him, his cock still hard through his leggings.
"D'you want - can I try? That?"
Poland's breath washes hot across his cheek. "You seriously want to?"
Thoughts fly through Lithuania's brain all at once like a flock of sparrows jumping off from a tree: I want to make you feel that good, you're beautiful when you're happy, you're beautiful all the time, I think I might be a little in love with you, can't help it sorry.
"Sure." Lithuania twists to lay Poland on his back, strokes the backs of his fingers down Poland's side.
Poland winces and twists away a little. "Sorry," he hisses, "bruise," and Lithuania nods and kisses his belly instead, because he's not sure how to do this - this new thing they're trying, whatever it's called. He wiggles Poland's leggings off, careful with his erection, and folds them over his arm, sets them carefully to one side.
"Tell me if I do it wrong, okay?" He looks up, stroking his thumb over the side of Poland's dick. "I haven't, ever, um."
Poland nods, and Lithuania takes a deep breath and lowers his mouth to lap across the head a little, like Poland had done to him. It tastes a little weird - salty and musky and a lot like unwashed Poland, but Poland sucks in his breath and shivers all through him, and when Lithuania lowers his mouth to a little further down, Poland's hips jerk up and he comes all over Lithuania's face, salty in his mouth and stinging up his nostrils, and Lithuania splutters indignantly, blowing air out his nose.
"Poland!"
Poland is breathing harshly, and Lithuania hears him spit something out. "Oh god," he gasps, "Oh god, Liet, you - " He tugs Lithuania up and kisses him again, and Lithuania feels Poland's face squinch up at the taste of his own come. "Oh, ew," says Poland. "Sorry."
"S'okay." Lithuania reaches for a corner of the blanket and wipes himself off.
Poland crowds Lithuania over to the side, appropriating the lion's share of the pillow, so he can tuck himself comfortably into all of Lithuania's nooks and crannies.
They curl together, their breath tangling together like the twined loops of their fingers and the bright-dark scatter of their hair over the pillow.
"Liet," Poland whispers, "we won," and Lithuania laughs and his hand is shaky when he pulls Poland towards him, burying his face in the tangle of Poland's hair. Something within him swells and soars.
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Also, yes, Poland is speaking Valley Girl instead of Ye Olde Englishe, but I figured that at the time he wouldn't have been speaking English anyway, so if I'm going to anachronistically write him in English I might as well get the tone right haha.
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I'm really happy whenever I see this pairing here, thank you.
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