Good yuri isn't bad [3/3]
anonymous
March 20 2009, 00:56:23 UTC
Hungary watched, mesmerized, as Poland’s head disappeared partially behind Lithuania’s skirt. She shouldn’t watch that, not because it was wrong (Hungary didn’t have a problem with voyeurism, really) but because she didn’t like- it. Between girls. She never has- Oh my. She shouldn’t, she shouldn’t, she wasn’t interested so why was she still watching?
Lithuania was moaning softly, eyes half-closed and hands on Poland’s arms. The skin on her cheeks was flushed such delicate pink it looked ethereal. Her lips were shiny from saliva and swollen from the kiss- she was beautiful and Hungary felt her own face grow hot. When Lithuania bit his lower lip and her moans stopped for a while, Hungary could hear the little wet noises Poland was making. Liet moaned louder, bucked her hips- and Poland immediately put her hands on the pale thighs and spread them wider.
‘Poland, oh, aaaaaaah-‘
Lithuania covered her mouth with her hand, eyes glazed, head hung low. Brown hair slipped from behind her ears and hid her face from Hungary’s view.
Poland had to do something especially good, because Liet shivered violently and whimpered through her hand. In the next instant, though, Poland’s head shot up. Hungary felt like whimpering on her own as she couldn’t see Poland’s face and she discovered that wanted to- and then she also realized that she didn’t felt hot just on the face anymore.
‘Don’t be quiet!’ demanded Poland and tugged at Lithuania’s sleeve, her other hand working between the girl’s legs. Lithuania let her hand fall and sighed so deeply that it sounded almost like a sob.
Poland, apparently satisfied, returned to her task and it wasn’t long until Lithuania moaned, bucked her head into the wall and arched, crying out Poland’s name. She was moaning all the time through her orgasm and mewling softly after it, as Poland stopped only when she returned to her senses.
Elizaveta was kneeling on her own at the time, lightly touching herself through her dress and cursing mentally, wishing she had a shorter skirt. She was watching as Lithuania sighed one more time and slide down the wall, ending in front of Poland and bringing her close for the kiss.
Hungary could see how she was licking her lips soon after, apparently tasting herself.
‘You idiot,’ said Lithuania then, stroking Poland’s blond hair and smiling softly. ‘This really isn’t place or time to do something like this.’
Poland didn’t answer, but shifted uncomfortably on the floor. Liet’s green eyes seemed to darken.
‘Unbutton your shirt,’ she commanded with strangely low voice. Poland shivered but seemingly complied, as her hands began to move quickly, almost trembling.
It wasn’t so good as with Lithuania for Hungary - she couldn’t see Poland, but she could hear her all right when Lithuania leaned in to suck at her neck and then moved lower. Poland was arching her back, clung desperately to her friend, tossing her head from side to side. She was less graceful than Lithuania in her pleasure, but more lively and it was beautiful in its own way.
When Poland had ended too and was resting with head on Liet’s shoulder, Hungary almost couldn’t think. She was just leaning against the slightly ajar door, staring hazily at two girls, tightly pressed to each other.
She realized that they were saying something just after a while. Lithuania’s hands were wandering all over Poland’s back under her opened shirt. The soft whispers into Poland’s ear were too soft for Hungary to recognize the words, though.
Finally Elizaveta stood up, smoothed her dress and took the last glance at the pair sitting on the floor. She was unsatisfied and aroused, but despite this, she felt the corner of her lips rise in a rather nasty smirk.
Because if Lithuania and Poland wanted to hide their relationship and she knew about it - she had an upper hand now. And could make a conditions.
She could almost see these photos she will make them to take. Because yaoi was a blessing - but as she had just found out, good yuri wasn’t bad.
Re: Good yuri isn't bad [3/3]
anonymous
March 20 2009, 11:18:50 UTC
I, for one, thought this was brilliant. Not only is it hot; the thing that got to me was the sheer intimacy between the two of them. Bad reviewer can't think of anything more to say, but I think you did very well with the prompt and would not be averse to seing moar of the same veing~
Lithuania was moaning softly, eyes half-closed and hands on Poland’s arms. The skin on her cheeks was flushed such delicate pink it looked ethereal. Her lips were shiny from saliva and swollen from the kiss- she was beautiful and Hungary felt her own face grow hot. When Lithuania bit his lower lip and her moans stopped for a while, Hungary could hear the little wet noises Poland was making. Liet moaned louder, bucked her hips- and Poland immediately put her hands on the pale thighs and spread them wider.
‘Poland, oh, aaaaaaah-‘
Lithuania covered her mouth with her hand, eyes glazed, head hung low. Brown hair slipped from behind her ears and hid her face from Hungary’s view.
Poland had to do something especially good, because Liet shivered violently and whimpered through her hand. In the next instant, though, Poland’s head shot up. Hungary felt like whimpering on her own as she couldn’t see Poland’s face and she discovered that wanted to- and then she also realized that she didn’t felt hot just on the face anymore.
‘Don’t be quiet!’ demanded Poland and tugged at Lithuania’s sleeve, her other hand working between the girl’s legs. Lithuania let her hand fall and sighed so deeply that it sounded almost like a sob.
Poland, apparently satisfied, returned to her task and it wasn’t long until Lithuania moaned, bucked her head into the wall and arched, crying out Poland’s name. She was moaning all the time through her orgasm and mewling softly after it, as Poland stopped only when she returned to her senses.
Elizaveta was kneeling on her own at the time, lightly touching herself through her dress and cursing mentally, wishing she had a shorter skirt. She was watching as Lithuania sighed one more time and slide down the wall, ending in front of Poland and bringing her close for the kiss.
Hungary could see how she was licking her lips soon after, apparently tasting herself.
‘You idiot,’ said Lithuania then, stroking Poland’s blond hair and smiling softly. ‘This really isn’t place or time to do something like this.’
Poland didn’t answer, but shifted uncomfortably on the floor. Liet’s green eyes seemed to darken.
‘Unbutton your shirt,’ she commanded with strangely low voice. Poland shivered but seemingly complied, as her hands began to move quickly, almost trembling.
It wasn’t so good as with Lithuania for Hungary - she couldn’t see Poland, but she could hear her all right when Lithuania leaned in to suck at her neck and then moved lower. Poland was arching her back, clung desperately to her friend, tossing her head from side to side. She was less graceful than Lithuania in her pleasure, but more lively and it was beautiful in its own way.
When Poland had ended too and was resting with head on Liet’s shoulder, Hungary almost couldn’t think. She was just leaning against the slightly ajar door, staring hazily at two girls, tightly pressed to each other.
She realized that they were saying something just after a while. Lithuania’s hands were wandering all over Poland’s back under her opened shirt. The soft whispers into Poland’s ear were too soft for Hungary to recognize the words, though.
Finally Elizaveta stood up, smoothed her dress and took the last glance at the pair sitting on the floor. She was unsatisfied and aroused, but despite this, she felt the corner of her lips rise in a rather nasty smirk.
Because if Lithuania and Poland wanted to hide their relationship and she knew about it - she had an upper hand now. And could make a conditions.
She could almost see these photos she will make them to take. Because yaoi was a blessing - but as she had just found out, good yuri wasn’t bad.
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I did not expect to ever see this written, oh my God. Anon, you're amazing! Thank you so much -- and lkgj;flhgdlgh brb re-reading.
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