Exhausting [2/3]
anonymous
April 3 2009, 08:42:09 UTC
Oh hell NO, thought Lithuania. He was so not going to discuss it with them. Or with anyone else, for that matter.
‘It wasn’t so bad, really,’ he tried again. Poland moved himself even closer and put his pillow on Liet’s chest. Toris cursed mentally when he noticed that he took a hold of it.
‘Really?’ asked Feliks dubiously.
‘Yes.’
‘No.’
Lithuania glared at America who leaned over him so that he could have a better view on Poland.
‘He had been screaming,’ whispered Alfred as if Lithuania couldn’t hear that or something. Toris groaned and hid his face in his hands. At least he wasn’t crying anymore. The presence of two other nations was strangely overwhelming and made him feel good and secure.
But why the hell did they have to be so-
‘About what?’
‘I-I don’t know- just screaming!’
‘Some hero you are! You should like, recognize screams from the other end of the world! Was it an ohshitIcanseeRussiafromhere kind of scream? Or maybe Idon’twannaputin one? Like, totally doesn’t matter, I bet it was about Russia anyway, right, Liet?’
‘Do not worry, Lithuania, we can sleep together tonight, just like the last time!’
‘I will like, give you my pillow, see? Liet? And we can like, totally cuddle together and- mphhh!’
‘Arrrgh!’ Lithuania sat up and covered Poland’s face with his precious pillow. He really wasn’t going to be able to fall asleep now.
And the worst part was, he really, really couldn’t even make them go away because he kind of, well. Didn’t want to be left alone.
‘I think I’ll go drink that water after all,’ he murmured, knowing that his face was probably all red. He snuggled away from Poland’s half-hug and felt Alfred’s hand slide from his shoulder when he stood up. He left the room not switching any lights on.
*
America sighed and fell on the bed too, spreading his arms.
‘He like, totally can’t get it, can he?’ murmured Poland. Alfred turned his head and glared at his other guest.
‘What?’ Green eyes were sparkling brightly in the dim nightlight. ‘Don’t tell me I like, interrupted something.’
America didn’t answer and just glared stubbornly, this time at the ceiling. Everything in the small room was orange - ceiling, walls, sheets and their skin. Only eyes were shining with their own shade. It’d be dreamy and romantic, but for some incomprehensible reason it just wasn’t. It was frustrating.
‘Oh.’ Feliks shifted beside him. ‘Like, sorry.’ He sounded genuine enough, so America stopped pouting.
‘Y’know maybe we should like, try the other way around?’
‘What?’ Alfred really couldn’t follow Poland’s train of thoughts sometimes but this time he nearly jumped off of his skin when in one smooth motion he had suddenly little blond hovering over him.
Exhausting [3/3]
anonymous
April 3 2009, 08:45:53 UTC
He could only open his mouth but didn’t manage to say anything as Poland took the opportunity and covered his lips with his own.
And now America learned two things about Poland-
-he certainly knew what to do with his tongue and-
-had extremely accurate timing.
The sound of a glass hitting the carpet rang in the room almost like a shoot from a gun.
Before Alfred could blink, Poland was already out from the bed and was dragging frozen Lithuania in his direction.
America lifted himself on his elbows just in time to properly see how Poland made Lithuania sit between his legs.
It wasn’t even close to the way he wanted to do it, but oh well. Apparently the direct approach was working far better than his walking in his house just in the towel. Lithuania wasn’t even looking at him then anyway, turning his head politely as if not wanting to embarrass him. America had no idea why - he had nothing to be embarrassed about!
Feliks let himself onto Liet’s lap and kissed him slowly. Alfred could hear wet, little noises they were making and couldn’t stop himself from embracing Lithuania from behind. He watched for a while how Poland was coating Liet’s lips with his saliva. Then he brushed brown, soft hair out of the way and leaned in to lightly kiss warm neck.
And that was then that Lithuania woke up from utter shock.
‘Poland, what the hell!’
Feliks pouted when he was pushed away.
‘Why are you asking only me?! America is like, totally molesting you from behind too!’
Lithuania looked like he choked on the air. Alfred tightened his hold and leaned his chin on Liet’s neck, fixing his blue gaze on Poland. Just slightly challenging.
Feliks stuck his tongue at him.
‘Oh god, I just can’t stand you two together!,’ cried out Lithuania desperately.
‘I don’t want you to sleep alone today,’ pouted Poland professionally. Lithuania shook his head.
‘Listen, it’s, it was just a nightmare,’ he whispered but sounded more like he was talking to himself than to the two of them.
America couldn’t help smiling when Liet unconsciously pressed himself harder against his chest. He nuzzled exposed shoulder with his nose and kissed it.
‘I don’t need the real thing to save you,’ he stated half-seriously. Poland giggled and America felt warm hands close around his neck and bringing all three of them closer together.
‘Oh my gosh, you’re like, so cheesy.’
They sat like that for a while and then finally Lithuania put his hands around Poland and hugged him, letting himself relax against Alfred at the same time. Feliks grinned at him in victory and he couldn’t stop himself from returning that smile.
And then he let himself fell completely on the bed. Lithuania gasped and Poland screamed when their foreheads collided.
‘Um, sorry,’ muttered America. Then there was a little shuffling, about three pairs of legs too much, a fight about pillow and finally they settled on the bed, Lithuania’s head under America’s chin and Poland sprawled on his friend’s chest.
Alfred cleared his throat.
‘I didn’t get my goodnight kiss from you yet,’ he murmured into the brown hair. Lithuania groaned, but it was Poland who sounded completely unhappy.
‘Oh my gosh, just like, kiss him already. I wanna sleeeeeeep,’ he whined. ‘I’ll be like, totally tired tomorrow! And it’s so not cool, cuz- mphhh!’
Liet covered Poland’s mouth with his hand and tilted his neck so that he could press his lips against Alfred’s. It was slow and actually pretty sleepy, but very, very sweet.
Green eyes glared at them fiercely when the kiss ended, but Poland didn’t say anything, silenced by warning look his friend threw him.
Before they fell asleep Lithuania had managed yet to say:
Re: Exhausting [3/3]
anonymous
April 3 2009, 21:55:55 UTC
That...was awesome. A pairing I had never considered before, but was sweet and lovely, and yet hot as hell. You really captured their personalities, and I loved the way they all interacted with each other.
...and now I really want smut between these three!
Re: Exhausting [3/3]
anonymous
April 4 2009, 16:00:21 UTC
Oh holy crap, anon. I think I love you.
I had honestly never considered them as a threesome before, but this managed to be both sweet and funny as hell. I have to second the anon before me, who wants to see some follow-up prons.
It is really nice to see people worried about Liet in a fic for a change. <3
‘It wasn’t so bad, really,’ he tried again. Poland moved himself even closer and put his pillow on Liet’s chest. Toris cursed mentally when he noticed that he took a hold of it.
‘Really?’ asked Feliks dubiously.
‘Yes.’
‘No.’
Lithuania glared at America who leaned over him so that he could have a better view on Poland.
‘He had been screaming,’ whispered Alfred as if Lithuania couldn’t hear that or something. Toris groaned and hid his face in his hands. At least he wasn’t crying anymore. The presence of two other nations was strangely overwhelming and made him feel good and secure.
But why the hell did they have to be so-
‘About what?’
‘I-I don’t know- just screaming!’
‘Some hero you are! You should like, recognize screams from the other end of the world! Was it an ohshitIcanseeRussiafromhere kind of scream? Or maybe Idon’twannaputin one? Like, totally doesn’t matter, I bet it was about Russia anyway, right, Liet?’
‘Do not worry, Lithuania, we can sleep together tonight, just like the last time!’
‘I will like, give you my pillow, see? Liet? And we can like, totally cuddle together and- mphhh!’
‘Arrrgh!’ Lithuania sat up and covered Poland’s face with his precious pillow. He really wasn’t going to be able to fall asleep now.
And the worst part was, he really, really couldn’t even make them go away because he kind of, well. Didn’t want to be left alone.
‘I think I’ll go drink that water after all,’ he murmured, knowing that his face was probably all red. He snuggled away from Poland’s half-hug and felt Alfred’s hand slide from his shoulder when he stood up. He left the room not switching any lights on.
*
America sighed and fell on the bed too, spreading his arms.
‘He like, totally can’t get it, can he?’ murmured Poland. Alfred turned his head and glared at his other guest.
‘What?’ Green eyes were sparkling brightly in the dim nightlight. ‘Don’t tell me I like, interrupted something.’
America didn’t answer and just glared stubbornly, this time at the ceiling. Everything in the small room was orange - ceiling, walls, sheets and their skin. Only eyes were shining with their own shade. It’d be dreamy and romantic, but for some incomprehensible reason it just wasn’t. It was frustrating.
‘Oh.’ Feliks shifted beside him. ‘Like, sorry.’ He sounded genuine enough, so America stopped pouting.
‘Y’know maybe we should like, try the other way around?’
‘What?’ Alfred really couldn’t follow Poland’s train of thoughts sometimes but this time he nearly jumped off of his skin when in one smooth motion he had suddenly little blond hovering over him.
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And now America learned two things about Poland-
-he certainly knew what to do with his tongue and-
-had extremely accurate timing.
The sound of a glass hitting the carpet rang in the room almost like a shoot from a gun.
Before Alfred could blink, Poland was already out from the bed and was dragging frozen Lithuania in his direction.
America lifted himself on his elbows just in time to properly see how Poland made Lithuania sit between his legs.
It wasn’t even close to the way he wanted to do it, but oh well. Apparently the direct approach was working far better than his walking in his house just in the towel. Lithuania wasn’t even looking at him then anyway, turning his head politely as if not wanting to embarrass him. America had no idea why - he had nothing to be embarrassed about!
Feliks let himself onto Liet’s lap and kissed him slowly. Alfred could hear wet, little noises they were making and couldn’t stop himself from embracing Lithuania from behind. He watched for a while how Poland was coating Liet’s lips with his saliva. Then he brushed brown, soft hair out of the way and leaned in to lightly kiss warm neck.
And that was then that Lithuania woke up from utter shock.
‘Poland, what the hell!’
Feliks pouted when he was pushed away.
‘Why are you asking only me?! America is like, totally molesting you from behind too!’
Lithuania looked like he choked on the air. Alfred tightened his hold and leaned his chin on Liet’s neck, fixing his blue gaze on Poland. Just slightly challenging.
Feliks stuck his tongue at him.
‘Oh god, I just can’t stand you two together!,’ cried out Lithuania desperately.
‘I don’t want you to sleep alone today,’ pouted Poland professionally. Lithuania shook his head.
‘Listen, it’s, it was just a nightmare,’ he whispered but sounded more like he was talking to himself than to the two of them.
America couldn’t help smiling when Liet unconsciously pressed himself harder against his chest. He nuzzled exposed shoulder with his nose and kissed it.
‘I don’t need the real thing to save you,’ he stated half-seriously. Poland giggled and America felt warm hands close around his neck and bringing all three of them closer together.
‘Oh my gosh, you’re like, so cheesy.’
They sat like that for a while and then finally Lithuania put his hands around Poland and hugged him, letting himself relax against Alfred at the same time. Feliks grinned at him in victory and he couldn’t stop himself from returning that smile.
And then he let himself fell completely on the bed. Lithuania gasped and Poland screamed when their foreheads collided.
‘Um, sorry,’ muttered America. Then there was a little shuffling, about three pairs of legs too much, a fight about pillow and finally they settled on the bed, Lithuania’s head under America’s chin and Poland sprawled on his friend’s chest.
Alfred cleared his throat.
‘I didn’t get my goodnight kiss from you yet,’ he murmured into the brown hair. Lithuania groaned, but it was Poland who sounded completely unhappy.
‘Oh my gosh, just like, kiss him already. I wanna sleeeeeeep,’ he whined. ‘I’ll be like, totally tired tomorrow! And it’s so not cool, cuz- mphhh!’
Liet covered Poland’s mouth with his hand and tilted his neck so that he could press his lips against Alfred’s. It was slow and actually pretty sleepy, but very, very sweet.
Green eyes glared at them fiercely when the kiss ended, but Poland didn’t say anything, silenced by warning look his friend threw him.
Before they fell asleep Lithuania had managed yet to say:
‘You’re both so… exhausting.’
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...and now I really want smut between these three!
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XD
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I had honestly never considered them as a threesome before, but this managed to be both sweet and funny as hell. I have to second the anon before me, who wants to see some follow-up prons.
It is really nice to see people worried about Liet in a fic for a change. <3
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