[fic: kink meme deanon] Impromptu Duet
Title: Impromptu Duet
Author/Artist: miezen
Character(s) or Pairing(s): Austria/Hungary
Rating: R18
Warnings: porn
Summary: Musicians are good with their hands.
Notes: Written for this kink meme prompt
There were definite perks to dating a musician.
Hungary was currently lying on her back discovering one of these perks.
“Nnngh…Roderich, Sußer, th-that feels…”
Her incoherent groans were just as beautiful as music to her lover’s ears. A slight smile upon his lips, Austria deftly ran his fingers over Hungary’s folds, applying the slightest pressure. Hungary rewarded him with a sudden pleasured gasp and a few shallow bucks of her hips when his fingers teased dangerously close to her clit.
“Beautiful…” he murmured, watching her arch her back and squirm beneath him.
Yearning for more, she spread her legs farther apart. Her eyes fell shut and she instead focused on all of the sensations around her. Her chest rising and falling with her deep breathing. The sound of his own breath. The silky bedsheets beneath her. The scent of coffee and edelweiss that always seemed to follow him. The warmth of his clothed thigh pressed against her bare side. And of course the wickedly delightful things that he was doing to her with those fingers of his.
Austria’s touch became more firm and determined rather than teasing. He gently parted her labia and pushed a fingertip a bit closer to her opening. Hungary gave a low, unrestrained moan at this. He wanted to hear more of that. He wanted to give her more. As soon as she was slick enough for it, he slipped his index finger inside her.
She threw her head backward into the pillows and moaned even louder. Austria watched her calmly, ignoring his own arousal with surprising ease in favor of focusing on pleasuring his lover, despite how much it was straining at his trousers at this point.
He pushed his middle finger into her as well and began curling his fingers inside of her experimentally. It only took a few moments to find what he was looking for; the jolt and keening cry that she gave was an unmistakable response. He didn’t spend long on that spot, however, before moving away from it to save it for later. Instead, his free hand reached up to cup one of her bare breasts.
He took his time kneading and squeezing her breast in smooth and gentle but firm movements. It was then that Hungary realized that all of his movements were in perfect waltz time. He never ceased to amaze her with this sort of thing.
That thought, however, was quickly pushed out of her mind when she felt his thumb rubbing against her clit. This elicited another low, throaty moan from her. She gripped the sheets tightly and writhed beneath him as he continued rubbing at her clit without letting up.
“Ohhhh….m-more kérem!”
Austria chuckled softly at Hungary’s desperate pleading, rather satisfied with himself for being able to get her like this.
“You want more? How could I possibly refuse you, then?”
Following through, he rubbed her clit faster and relocated that spot inside her that had her so close to the edge previously. Hungary’s moans and cries grew in volume and intensity as he continued relentlessly working her. She screwed her eyes more tightly shut as she bucked and squirmed and moaned while he continued to push the tempo faster and faster.
Before long, she reached her orgasm, her entire body shuddering with release as she gave one last piercing cry. Austria observed as she tensed up, then relaxed, languidly drifting back down from cloud nine. She was always so beautiful at that point; satiated, peaceful, a bit drowsy, hair all mussed up, and covered in a thin sheen of sweat.
He bent down to kiss her and she met his kiss lazily, moving one arm up to drape over his shoulders and leaving the other down by her side. They stayed like that for a few moments before Hungary let her free hand drift from its place on the bed up to rest on his thigh, then trail upwards again to paw at the bulge in his trousers. This caused him to break the kiss off with a gasp.
When he looked back down at her, she was grinning a bit perversely.
“What? I can’t let you think I’m selfish in bed~”
Well. He certainly wasn’t complaining about this proposal.
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A/N:
Sußer = sweetie; a pet name in German
kérem = please in Hungarian
Author/Artist: miezen
Character(s) or Pairing(s): Austria/Hungary
Rating: R18
Warnings: porn
Summary: Musicians are good with their hands.
Notes: Written for this kink meme prompt
There were definite perks to dating a musician.
Hungary was currently lying on her back discovering one of these perks.
“Nnngh…Roderich, Sußer, th-that feels…”
Her incoherent groans were just as beautiful as music to her lover’s ears. A slight smile upon his lips, Austria deftly ran his fingers over Hungary’s folds, applying the slightest pressure. Hungary rewarded him with a sudden pleasured gasp and a few shallow bucks of her hips when his fingers teased dangerously close to her clit.
“Beautiful…” he murmured, watching her arch her back and squirm beneath him.
Yearning for more, she spread her legs farther apart. Her eyes fell shut and she instead focused on all of the sensations around her. Her chest rising and falling with her deep breathing. The sound of his own breath. The silky bedsheets beneath her. The scent of coffee and edelweiss that always seemed to follow him. The warmth of his clothed thigh pressed against her bare side. And of course the wickedly delightful things that he was doing to her with those fingers of his.
Austria’s touch became more firm and determined rather than teasing. He gently parted her labia and pushed a fingertip a bit closer to her opening. Hungary gave a low, unrestrained moan at this. He wanted to hear more of that. He wanted to give her more. As soon as she was slick enough for it, he slipped his index finger inside her.
She threw her head backward into the pillows and moaned even louder. Austria watched her calmly, ignoring his own arousal with surprising ease in favor of focusing on pleasuring his lover, despite how much it was straining at his trousers at this point.
He pushed his middle finger into her as well and began curling his fingers inside of her experimentally. It only took a few moments to find what he was looking for; the jolt and keening cry that she gave was an unmistakable response. He didn’t spend long on that spot, however, before moving away from it to save it for later. Instead, his free hand reached up to cup one of her bare breasts.
He took his time kneading and squeezing her breast in smooth and gentle but firm movements. It was then that Hungary realized that all of his movements were in perfect waltz time. He never ceased to amaze her with this sort of thing.
That thought, however, was quickly pushed out of her mind when she felt his thumb rubbing against her clit. This elicited another low, throaty moan from her. She gripped the sheets tightly and writhed beneath him as he continued rubbing at her clit without letting up.
“Ohhhh….m-more kérem!”
Austria chuckled softly at Hungary’s desperate pleading, rather satisfied with himself for being able to get her like this.
“You want more? How could I possibly refuse you, then?”
Following through, he rubbed her clit faster and relocated that spot inside her that had her so close to the edge previously. Hungary’s moans and cries grew in volume and intensity as he continued relentlessly working her. She screwed her eyes more tightly shut as she bucked and squirmed and moaned while he continued to push the tempo faster and faster.
Before long, she reached her orgasm, her entire body shuddering with release as she gave one last piercing cry. Austria observed as she tensed up, then relaxed, languidly drifting back down from cloud nine. She was always so beautiful at that point; satiated, peaceful, a bit drowsy, hair all mussed up, and covered in a thin sheen of sweat.
He bent down to kiss her and she met his kiss lazily, moving one arm up to drape over his shoulders and leaving the other down by her side. They stayed like that for a few moments before Hungary let her free hand drift from its place on the bed up to rest on his thigh, then trail upwards again to paw at the bulge in his trousers. This caused him to break the kiss off with a gasp.
When he looked back down at her, she was grinning a bit perversely.
“What? I can’t let you think I’m selfish in bed~”
Well. He certainly wasn’t complaining about this proposal.
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A/N:
Sußer = sweetie; a pet name in German
kérem = please in Hungarian