A Week of Life starring Ludwig Belischmidt [Saturday]
Title: A Week of Life starring Ludwig Belischmidt [Saturday]
Author: Poppy
Rating: NC-17
Characters/Pairings: Germany/Prussia
Word Count: 1500
Warning: Language, Sex
Summary: A slice of life with the couple.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters, nor do I wish to make money off of this! This is merely for fun! :)
Note: Kink Meme Request Fill! The original request is as follows:
"A slice of life story is a category for a story that portrays a "cut-out" sequence of events in a character's life."
I'd like this but replace 'Character' with 'Pairing'. So give me adorable moments between the two, please!
Multiple Fills are encouraged!
I made Saturday a bit longer because it's my favourite day of the week xD;;
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Saturday
10:00
He rolled over on his side, settling back into a comfortable position before his eyes slowly opened. Something was wrong and he leaned up, looking about the bedroom.
Gilbert wasn’t beside him.
He checked the clock, doing a double take as he realized what time it was before he slowly eased himself out of the warm bed, yawning for a moment before he moved to throw on a bathrobe. He went searching for his brother and found him settled in the living room with his controller.
“Morning, West.” He didn’t even look up from the screen.
“Why didn’t you wake me?” He asked, shuffling into the kitchen. Gilbert gave a shrug, moving the joystick around before he started hitting the buttons.
“You looked too cute to wake.”
Ludwig returned to the living room with the leftover burnt toast his brother had attempted to make and a lukewarm cup of coffee. He set the plate down on the coffee table, slowly taking a drink before he leaned back to watch his brother play. His bird went and sat on his toast and he let out a groan of disgust. Gilbert looked over and laughed.
“That’s my baby!” He gave his bird a thumbs up and Ludwig rolled his eyes, taking another drink. He watched the man on the screen jump up a building and he frowned, pointing to the screen.
“How can he do that?”
Gilbert looked at him, frowning, before he went back to the screen. “Who, Altair?”
“Yeah, that guy.” Ludwig’s finger followed the jumping figure. “That’s impossible.”
“No it’s not.” Gilbert snorted, making him leap from a rooftop to a lower one. “Altair can do anything. He’s that badass!”
Gilbert made him run and the character threw himself off a roof, spreading his arms like an eagle before he landed in a stack of hay. Ludwig snorted.
“Oh, come on!”
“What?!” His brother was now laughing. “Hay was a lot sturdier back then! Back in my day, you could do this shit!” He pressed a button and the character walked out, unscathed. Ludwig shook his head, setting his cup down before he reached over and ran a finger over the small yellow bird’s head.
“You play the weirdest games.”
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14:27
He moved the front of the vacuum over the mat that lay in front of the door several times before he ended up giving up. It was hopeless to get that thing cleaned. He moved to kitchen, dragging the cord with him as he did and he frowned when Gilbert popped his head over the side of the couch, waving furiously at him. He stopped the motor.
“What’s the matter?”
“Can you keep it down?” Gilbert complained, pointing to the television. “Trying to watch TV here!”
“Gilbert!” Ludwig’s hand came to rest on his hip, giving him a look of disapproval. “I’m trying to clean! You should be helping me, not laying on the couch like a lump!”
“A sexy lump!” His brother shot before he flopped back down. Ludwig rolled his eyes, going to turn the vacuum back on. He ignored his brother popping up again to glare at him and focused on trying to suck up the crumbs that had pooled near the edges of the cabinets, switching to the smaller hose as he had to kneel down to get them.
He stood back up, pleased with his work.
He went from room to room, purposely standing in front of the television as he cleaned the dirt up from the rug. He avoided the socks thrown at him and slapped his brother’s legs as he went by in retaliation. Gilbert stuck his tongue out, giving him the finger before he lay back down on the couch. His bird flapped in distress every time Ludwig came near with the vacuum.
“Hey, hey, it’s okay, Gilbird!” Gilbert cooed, catching his bird in his hands to comfort it. “I won’t let that big fat idiot hurt you with that!”
His fingertips massaged the bird’s head and it let out a couple of distressed chirps before it settled against palm. Ludwig watched his brother give him a kiss before he turned to glare at him, shaking his head like he was a monster.
“You can’t do that some time else?!” He snapped and Ludwig shut off the vacuum, grabbed a rag before he snapped it at his brother. Gilbert jumped up out of his seat to avoid it, dropping his bird as he did.
“YOU’RE supposed to be doing this while I am at work!” Ludwig snapped the rag at him again. “Why should I be doing this when I work all week to pay for your stupid games?!”
“Because I am the elder one and you have to take care of me!” Gilbert shot back, covering his body as Ludwig twisted the rag once more.
“You are such a child!” He tossed the cloth down on the table and went back to grab the hose, dragging the vacuum down the hall so he could reach the rooms. “I can’t believe that you are older than me!”
“Older AND hotter!” He heard him call. Ludwig narrowed his eyes, pausing before he turned the power button back on and he looked to the back porch door, staring at his dogs that were licking and pawing the window to get in. His lips curled into an evil smile and he quietly covered the distance, standing by the door before he unlocked it and pulled it open.
The dogs went shooting down the hall, turning to enter the living room and he heard his brother let out a loud cry, the sounds of something banging following.
“GET DOWN! Fuck off! GAH! WEST! YOUR FUCKING DOGS ARE ON ME!”
He only smiled and picked up the hose again, turning on the power as he went into their bedroom, cleaning the floor. From the living room he heard his dogs start to howl and his brother scream at them to all shut up.
“WEEEEEEEST!”
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22:00
Ludwig removed the gag from his brother’s lips, smiling as he let out a loud gasp and struggled to breath in the air to fill his lungs once more. He petted his cheek lovingly with the leather of his gloves.
“Sssh, Gilbert.” He reached down between his legs and carefully pulled out the vibrator, shutting it off after a second before he licked the length. His brother struggled against the chains that bound him.
“A-Ahhh... W-West!” He raised his hips up. “I-I’m ready!” He let out a cry as his ass was slapped.
Ludwig leaned over him with a menacing expression, his fingers running over the scarf that temporarily blinded him before he moved them to slip into his open ass. His brother rutted against them.
“Yes, I can see that.” He swirled them around in a clockwise manner. “Tell me you want it, Gilbert!”
“I-I want it!” He immediately cried. Ludwig chuckled and pulled out his cock, spreading a generous amount of lubricant on it before he grabbed his brother’s legs and spread them. He teased his hole, tantalizing him with the prospect of him entering but he never did. Call it revenge for his bratty behaviour.
“West!” His ass was slapped once again. “West! West, p-please! Please stop teasing me!”
“Hmm, why should I?” He replied. He started to rub the white thighs, wondering where the best place was to sink his teeth in when Gilbert jerked underneath his hands.
“I-I’ll do anything you want!”
He loved it when his brother uttered those words.
Once he was finished with him and the straps undone, his brother slapped him hard against the cheek before he kissed him like he always did. It was his way to thanking him in a twisted sort of way; Ludwig never complained about it.
They lay together on the bed, with Gilbert smoking and him fixing the bondage straps when his brother leaned over and wrapped his arms around his neck, resting his head on his chest as he gave him the cigarette to put out. He did so gratefully.
“When’s the plumber coming?” He asked, watching him carefully fold the leather and place it back into its plastic holder.
“Tuesday.” Ludwig reminded him, taking a moment to sneeze. Gilbert uttered a ‘bless you’.
“So we have to go two more days without the sink?” He whined and his brother shrugged, grabbing the other strap to fold.
“We have water, just not in the kitchen.” He mumbled, starting over as he messed up the folds. “You can go outside...”
“Pfft. Outside? In this weather?!”
Ludwig smiled as he closed the last strap in its box, turning on his side as he cupped his brother to his chest, kissing his hair. Gilbert’s cheeks went red.
“You’ll survive.” He cooed and Gilbert snorted.
“Whatever! I happen to like my white and awesome complexion!” He waved his hands at him and Ludwig grabbed his wrist, kissing his palm; He got a slap for his efforts.
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Sunday
Author: Poppy
Rating: NC-17
Characters/Pairings: Germany/Prussia
Word Count: 1500
Warning: Language, Sex
Summary: A slice of life with the couple.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters, nor do I wish to make money off of this! This is merely for fun! :)
Note: Kink Meme Request Fill! The original request is as follows:
"A slice of life story is a category for a story that portrays a "cut-out" sequence of events in a character's life."
I'd like this but replace 'Character' with 'Pairing'. So give me adorable moments between the two, please!
Multiple Fills are encouraged!
I made Saturday a bit longer because it's my favourite day of the week xD;;
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Saturday
10:00
He rolled over on his side, settling back into a comfortable position before his eyes slowly opened. Something was wrong and he leaned up, looking about the bedroom.
Gilbert wasn’t beside him.
He checked the clock, doing a double take as he realized what time it was before he slowly eased himself out of the warm bed, yawning for a moment before he moved to throw on a bathrobe. He went searching for his brother and found him settled in the living room with his controller.
“Morning, West.” He didn’t even look up from the screen.
“Why didn’t you wake me?” He asked, shuffling into the kitchen. Gilbert gave a shrug, moving the joystick around before he started hitting the buttons.
“You looked too cute to wake.”
Ludwig returned to the living room with the leftover burnt toast his brother had attempted to make and a lukewarm cup of coffee. He set the plate down on the coffee table, slowly taking a drink before he leaned back to watch his brother play. His bird went and sat on his toast and he let out a groan of disgust. Gilbert looked over and laughed.
“That’s my baby!” He gave his bird a thumbs up and Ludwig rolled his eyes, taking another drink. He watched the man on the screen jump up a building and he frowned, pointing to the screen.
“How can he do that?”
Gilbert looked at him, frowning, before he went back to the screen. “Who, Altair?”
“Yeah, that guy.” Ludwig’s finger followed the jumping figure. “That’s impossible.”
“No it’s not.” Gilbert snorted, making him leap from a rooftop to a lower one. “Altair can do anything. He’s that badass!”
Gilbert made him run and the character threw himself off a roof, spreading his arms like an eagle before he landed in a stack of hay. Ludwig snorted.
“Oh, come on!”
“What?!” His brother was now laughing. “Hay was a lot sturdier back then! Back in my day, you could do this shit!” He pressed a button and the character walked out, unscathed. Ludwig shook his head, setting his cup down before he reached over and ran a finger over the small yellow bird’s head.
“You play the weirdest games.”
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14:27
He moved the front of the vacuum over the mat that lay in front of the door several times before he ended up giving up. It was hopeless to get that thing cleaned. He moved to kitchen, dragging the cord with him as he did and he frowned when Gilbert popped his head over the side of the couch, waving furiously at him. He stopped the motor.
“What’s the matter?”
“Can you keep it down?” Gilbert complained, pointing to the television. “Trying to watch TV here!”
“Gilbert!” Ludwig’s hand came to rest on his hip, giving him a look of disapproval. “I’m trying to clean! You should be helping me, not laying on the couch like a lump!”
“A sexy lump!” His brother shot before he flopped back down. Ludwig rolled his eyes, going to turn the vacuum back on. He ignored his brother popping up again to glare at him and focused on trying to suck up the crumbs that had pooled near the edges of the cabinets, switching to the smaller hose as he had to kneel down to get them.
He stood back up, pleased with his work.
He went from room to room, purposely standing in front of the television as he cleaned the dirt up from the rug. He avoided the socks thrown at him and slapped his brother’s legs as he went by in retaliation. Gilbert stuck his tongue out, giving him the finger before he lay back down on the couch. His bird flapped in distress every time Ludwig came near with the vacuum.
“Hey, hey, it’s okay, Gilbird!” Gilbert cooed, catching his bird in his hands to comfort it. “I won’t let that big fat idiot hurt you with that!”
His fingertips massaged the bird’s head and it let out a couple of distressed chirps before it settled against palm. Ludwig watched his brother give him a kiss before he turned to glare at him, shaking his head like he was a monster.
“You can’t do that some time else?!” He snapped and Ludwig shut off the vacuum, grabbed a rag before he snapped it at his brother. Gilbert jumped up out of his seat to avoid it, dropping his bird as he did.
“YOU’RE supposed to be doing this while I am at work!” Ludwig snapped the rag at him again. “Why should I be doing this when I work all week to pay for your stupid games?!”
“Because I am the elder one and you have to take care of me!” Gilbert shot back, covering his body as Ludwig twisted the rag once more.
“You are such a child!” He tossed the cloth down on the table and went back to grab the hose, dragging the vacuum down the hall so he could reach the rooms. “I can’t believe that you are older than me!”
“Older AND hotter!” He heard him call. Ludwig narrowed his eyes, pausing before he turned the power button back on and he looked to the back porch door, staring at his dogs that were licking and pawing the window to get in. His lips curled into an evil smile and he quietly covered the distance, standing by the door before he unlocked it and pulled it open.
The dogs went shooting down the hall, turning to enter the living room and he heard his brother let out a loud cry, the sounds of something banging following.
“GET DOWN! Fuck off! GAH! WEST! YOUR FUCKING DOGS ARE ON ME!”
He only smiled and picked up the hose again, turning on the power as he went into their bedroom, cleaning the floor. From the living room he heard his dogs start to howl and his brother scream at them to all shut up.
“WEEEEEEEST!”
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22:00
Ludwig removed the gag from his brother’s lips, smiling as he let out a loud gasp and struggled to breath in the air to fill his lungs once more. He petted his cheek lovingly with the leather of his gloves.
“Sssh, Gilbert.” He reached down between his legs and carefully pulled out the vibrator, shutting it off after a second before he licked the length. His brother struggled against the chains that bound him.
“A-Ahhh... W-West!” He raised his hips up. “I-I’m ready!” He let out a cry as his ass was slapped.
Ludwig leaned over him with a menacing expression, his fingers running over the scarf that temporarily blinded him before he moved them to slip into his open ass. His brother rutted against them.
“Yes, I can see that.” He swirled them around in a clockwise manner. “Tell me you want it, Gilbert!”
“I-I want it!” He immediately cried. Ludwig chuckled and pulled out his cock, spreading a generous amount of lubricant on it before he grabbed his brother’s legs and spread them. He teased his hole, tantalizing him with the prospect of him entering but he never did. Call it revenge for his bratty behaviour.
“West!” His ass was slapped once again. “West! West, p-please! Please stop teasing me!”
“Hmm, why should I?” He replied. He started to rub the white thighs, wondering where the best place was to sink his teeth in when Gilbert jerked underneath his hands.
“I-I’ll do anything you want!”
He loved it when his brother uttered those words.
Once he was finished with him and the straps undone, his brother slapped him hard against the cheek before he kissed him like he always did. It was his way to thanking him in a twisted sort of way; Ludwig never complained about it.
They lay together on the bed, with Gilbert smoking and him fixing the bondage straps when his brother leaned over and wrapped his arms around his neck, resting his head on his chest as he gave him the cigarette to put out. He did so gratefully.
“When’s the plumber coming?” He asked, watching him carefully fold the leather and place it back into its plastic holder.
“Tuesday.” Ludwig reminded him, taking a moment to sneeze. Gilbert uttered a ‘bless you’.
“So we have to go two more days without the sink?” He whined and his brother shrugged, grabbing the other strap to fold.
“We have water, just not in the kitchen.” He mumbled, starting over as he messed up the folds. “You can go outside...”
“Pfft. Outside? In this weather?!”
Ludwig smiled as he closed the last strap in its box, turning on his side as he cupped his brother to his chest, kissing his hair. Gilbert’s cheeks went red.
“You’ll survive.” He cooed and Gilbert snorted.
“Whatever! I happen to like my white and awesome complexion!” He waved his hands at him and Ludwig grabbed his wrist, kissing his palm; He got a slap for his efforts.
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Sunday