Always Yes [5/5]
anonymous
April 11 2009, 01:05:16 UTC
It quickly became clear that Finland intended to make up for his earlier failure. Tongue stroking, hands wandering, he quickly began to seek out all the right spots, familiar gestures working to coax Estonia into arousal once again. It took little time; Finland knew every inch of him. Soon Estonia was as flustered as he had been before the whole messy act had happened.
They broke the kiss and watched each other as they caught their breath. “I’m sorry,” Finland whispered.
“It’s all right.”
“I’ll make it up to you.”
Another light kiss, then Finland trailed downward. He could feel Estonia trembling, hear the quickening of breath, and as he took him in his slick, bruised mouth the way he gasped was reassuring. Yes, Finland thought. That’s it. That’s what I want. Let me do this for you.
He liked the familiar sensation of his lover in his mouth, the slow, careful rocking, the long fingers stroking his hair. Finland’s eyes drifted shut and he sighed as he went about his work, fingers, lips and tongue moving expertly. The sounds he coaxed from him were his guide. Soft gasps, low groans. More than anything he sought to draw out the breathless whispers.
When he heard his name ghosting his lover’s lips he knew he was near, and when the normally careful hands tugged at his hair he braced himself and received him. He drew out every part and when he was finished Finland withdrew, satisfied.
As they nestled together Finland stole a kiss, tender against the other’s mouth. Lingering, they enjoyed each other’s presence silently, as their kisses told more than words could ever speak.
Finally Estonia began, “Tha-“
He was interrupted with a kiss and when it broke Finland murmured, “None of that.”
“But-“
“I wanted to.” Another kiss. “To make up for it.”
“And also because you just wanted to. Right?”
“That too.” A pause. “We need more practice.”
“Yes. This is something that will require more research.” Estonia teased him, smiling. “But I’ll be on top next time.”
“Pff. Who says?”
“I do.” When Finland tried to protest, Estonia quickly moved and pinned him beneath him, making his words turn to startled squawks, then laughter.
“If you insist.”
“And I do!”
Content, they held each other in the dim light, and no further words were exchanged on the matter.
They broke the kiss and watched each other as they caught their breath. “I’m sorry,” Finland whispered.
“It’s all right.”
“I’ll make it up to you.”
Another light kiss, then Finland trailed downward. He could feel Estonia trembling, hear the quickening of breath, and as he took him in his slick, bruised mouth the way he gasped was reassuring. Yes, Finland thought. That’s it. That’s what I want. Let me do this for you.
He liked the familiar sensation of his lover in his mouth, the slow, careful rocking, the long fingers stroking his hair. Finland’s eyes drifted shut and he sighed as he went about his work, fingers, lips and tongue moving expertly. The sounds he coaxed from him were his guide. Soft gasps, low groans. More than anything he sought to draw out the breathless whispers.
When he heard his name ghosting his lover’s lips he knew he was near, and when the normally careful hands tugged at his hair he braced himself and received him. He drew out every part and when he was finished Finland withdrew, satisfied.
As they nestled together Finland stole a kiss, tender against the other’s mouth. Lingering, they enjoyed each other’s presence silently, as their kisses told more than words could ever speak.
Finally Estonia began, “Tha-“
He was interrupted with a kiss and when it broke Finland murmured, “None of that.”
“But-“
“I wanted to.” Another kiss. “To make up for it.”
“And also because you just wanted to. Right?”
“That too.” A pause. “We need more practice.”
“Yes. This is something that will require more research.” Estonia teased him, smiling. “But I’ll be on top next time.”
“Pff. Who says?”
“I do.” When Finland tried to protest, Estonia quickly moved and pinned him beneath him, making his words turn to startled squawks, then laughter.
“If you insist.”
“And I do!”
Content, they held each other in the dim light, and no further words were exchanged on the matter.
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AND THEN AT THE FIC - lol aww they're so dorky and awwww.
ILU, ANOOON.
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I love these two - they're just so dorky and sweet. Ee~
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awesome work anon.
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I love this pairing, and intend to write more with them in the future.
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