On The Map [1/2]
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July 16 2009, 11:22:30 UTC
"Nnnnn! F-faster!" Gilbert cried, hooking and arm around his legs and trying to spread himself wider. Ludwig bit his lip, holding his brother's hips and forcing them down more. Eyes flickering up to clenched red ones. The albino's body shaking even more. The blonde swallowed thickly and tried gripping his brother better, trying to steady him. Gilbert just kept leaning back, causing Ludwig to thrust up sharply to make him arch and grab him.
"Hands.. Around m-my neck." He commanded, watching one red eye partially open and search for the alleged area. Reaching out and holding on with a shaky grip. Ludwig wrapped his arms around the slim waist and started plunging up, feeling every thrust get meet with a hard clench. Gilbert crying out louder, legs wrapping around the wooden back of the chair.
"West! West! West! West! WEST!" He begged with every jolt, the sounds of their wet skin slapping together now becoming louder.
"I know, I know, I knooooooow..." Came the strained response. Hands soon cupped his cheek and the elder was kissing him hungrily, barely even able to hold it since both were struggling for breath and sanity. Gilbert breaking first to let out a howl, nails raking down his throat.
"THERE!" He half-laughed, half-cried. "Oh, Gott, Ludwig there! THERE!"
He drove up faster, trying to confirm the spot and received Gilbert bucking back in equal tempo. His feet now struggling to stay planted on the ground, fingers now gripping the tight ass squeezing all around him. He swallowed a breath and started to torture him, holding his hips steady as he gave short, shallow thrusts. Gilbert's toes curling, squirming at the frustration. His eyes snapped open and he gripped his head, letting out an annoyed whine.
"W-west! Stop it!"
"Stop what?" He remarked, cheekily. Hips pressing up and grinding against his, the friction driving him mad. Gilbert jutted his tongue out at him.
"O-oh... Your g-gonna get it..." He failed to threaten. "I'm s-so... gonna get you...b-back for this."
Ludwig grinned and purposely held him still, both shivering as he did, Gilbert moaning at the feeling of Ludwig pulsing inside him. Clenching down and catching the blonde's breath in his throat. Staring at each other waiting for the other to break. Muscles flexed, pants were let out. Gilbert tried to look menacing but wasn't coming off as such every time, Ludwig would jerk a bit inside him. He broke.
"We-est."
"Ja?"
"S-stop it." He clenched down tight, causing them both to tense. "I-I know you want it as much as I-I do."
"I can sit here all day like this." Gilbert winced. He didn't meet his gaze for a moment and let out a sigh, looking between their legs, hearing the chair creak slightly. He blew a strand of hair out of his eyes and dug his nails into the taunt collarbone.
"Hands.. Around m-my neck." He commanded, watching one red eye partially open and search for the alleged area. Reaching out and holding on with a shaky grip. Ludwig wrapped his arms around the slim waist and started plunging up, feeling every thrust get meet with a hard clench. Gilbert crying out louder, legs wrapping around the wooden back of the chair.
"West! West! West! West! WEST!" He begged with every jolt, the sounds of their wet skin slapping together now becoming louder.
"I know, I know, I knooooooow..." Came the strained response. Hands soon cupped his cheek and the elder was kissing him hungrily, barely even able to hold it since both were struggling for breath and sanity. Gilbert breaking first to let out a howl, nails raking down his throat.
"THERE!" He half-laughed, half-cried. "Oh, Gott, Ludwig there! THERE!"
He drove up faster, trying to confirm the spot and received Gilbert bucking back in equal tempo. His feet now struggling to stay planted on the ground, fingers now gripping the tight ass squeezing all around him. He swallowed a breath and started to torture him, holding his hips steady as he gave short, shallow thrusts. Gilbert's toes curling, squirming at the frustration. His eyes snapped open and he gripped his head, letting out an annoyed whine.
"W-west! Stop it!"
"Stop what?" He remarked, cheekily. Hips pressing up and grinding against his, the friction driving him mad. Gilbert jutted his tongue out at him.
"O-oh... Your g-gonna get it..." He failed to threaten. "I'm s-so... gonna get you...b-back for this."
Ludwig grinned and purposely held him still, both shivering as he did, Gilbert moaning at the feeling of Ludwig pulsing inside him. Clenching down and catching the blonde's breath in his throat. Staring at each other waiting for the other to break. Muscles flexed, pants were let out. Gilbert tried to look menacing but wasn't coming off as such every time, Ludwig would jerk a bit inside him. He broke.
"We-est."
"Ja?"
"S-stop it." He clenched down tight, causing them both to tense. "I-I know you want it as much as I-I do."
"I can sit here all day like this." Gilbert winced. He didn't meet his gaze for a moment and let out a sigh, looking between their legs, hearing the chair creak slightly. He blew a strand of hair out of his eyes and dug his nails into the taunt collarbone.
"What do you want..."
"Tell me how much you want this."
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