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Okay, let's make history and be more epic than these people, shall we?
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Prussia crouched low over Poland, running a hand beneath the hem of his nightshirt and tugging at the waist of his cotton sleeping-pants. He skimmed his fingertips across the soft skin of Poland's lower back, and leered when the smaller man couldn't suppress a shiver.
"Not bad," Prussia murmured, "not bad at all."
His hands traveled to the Pole's hips, faint ridges of bone underneath delicate skin, and Prussia gripped him hard, lifted his lower body up into the air. Poland's cheeks burned, and he tried not to feel every pair of eyes in the room on him, searing into his skin. He couldn't look up at Lithuania, whose panic was audible in his quiet, stop-start breathing. "If you're going to do something," he mumbled, hoping he sounded sarcastic and bored, "hurry up and do it - "
The first finger took him completely by surprise, and Poland cried out before he could stop himself. It felt impossibly big, a thick heavy weight inside of him that burned slightly. Behind him, Prussia gave a low, dark chuckle.
"You've never been touched, have you? Back here." He ran his thumb down the curve of Poland's ass.
Poland bit his lip as a second finger worked its way in beside the first, and the feeling was suddenly less of a burning and more a sensation of being torn, slowly, his whole being coming apart at the seams. The pain seemed to be everywhere at once - except low in the pit of his stomach, where something Poland did not want to admit to stirred. His elbow slid against the wooden floor, and he thought absently that it would probably bruise tomorrow. Lithuania was sobbing quietly. Poland gave the full intensity of his attention to the pattern in the floorboards.
"No, I bet you're too proud. Think you're too good for that." The smirk in Prussia's voice was pure acid. His next words were low-spoken, with an almost conspiratorial air, but it was obvious he meant for everyone present to hear. "But he's not, is he?"
Across the room, Lithuania was horribly, painfully silent, and Poland could imagine perfectly his look of surprise fading into grim-faced realization. It wasn't true, Poland told himself, Lithuania liked this - though now, experiencing it himself, it was hard to imagine how - Poland had never forced anything on him; what the hell did Prussia know?
But a part of him wondered. What had Lithuania not been saying? What did he feel he had no choice in, that Poland thrust upon him without asking his opinion first? It had always seemed like a mark of their closeness, the fact that Poland never needed to ask, because he just knew. But there were centuries of assumptions between them, and everything was beginning to take on a different light. A part of Poland thought that maybe he deserved this, in some small way.
Another, more traitorous voice suggested that maybe Lithuania thought so, too.
"I wonder." Prussia's voice brought Poland back, harshly, to the immediate reality of the situation. There was the vague realization that the fingers inside him had been withdrawn, and the pain was ebbing away. "Would you ever let him make you scream like this?"
And then, without any more warning than that, Prussia thrust inside.
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She hopes she hasn't frustrated or offended the OP!anon, and will continue to work hard at it, school and sanity permitting.
Very sorry! D:
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I WANT TO SEE HIM MAKE POLAND SCREAM
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Also, I love Lithuania. Wouldn't mind to see _him_ suffer a little bit.
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Author-anon, you have just puts my heart through a cheese-grater, and yet I couldn't stop reading. Your style is amazing, and every tiny detail just drives the pain in deeper- the napkin from Latvia, Poland thinking that maybe the assumptions he'd made were wrong all along, the fact that they invited Austria in for breakfast. I am almost relieved that it wasn't finished, because this? This sort of thing should be taken in pieces. You've broken my heart, anon, and I think I adore you for it.
...and I also would not mind seeing Lithuania suffer some, as well.
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