for whorestria and fraustria
So Julchen and Roderich have been dating for 18 months now. It doesn't really seem like it's been that long, or maybe that's a short amount of time after all, but Julchen's changed so much in that time- for better or for worse. When they first met she had adamantly explained to him that she wasn't Gilbert, and that her relationship with Lieselotte was worse than theirs, so he shouldn't expect things with her to be just like with him. And while that may have been true at the time, it seems as the two of them grew closer together some of the sore spots in her relationship with her own Austria had healed over too. They always had their ups and downs of course, too tied to history and family to completely loathe each other like outsiders assumed, but this was different.
That's why it should come as no surprise that as her relationship with each of them got better, she started having some...interesting dreams. In the privacy of her own mind she had no problem saying both Austrias were attractive, or that she liked sleeping with them, or even that she has in fact slept with both of them at all- multiple times. But that doesn't mean she anticipated thinking about what it would be like to have the both of them together. She wasn't a pervert like France! Try as she might though the dreams would keep coming, especially after spending time with either of them. Thankfully they weren't every night, or at least, they weren't until that one dreadful day she had talked to them both at the same time and suffered multiple double baton attacks. Her masochistic side is too cruel to her sometimes.
She's way too cowardly, whether she'll admit it or not, to initiate anything though, so her Austria teasing and fucking continues on as normal. Or so she thinks. There's no way she could possibly know that, as she wanders towards Vienna out of boredom, the two Austrias are having one of their secret get togethers. She's always been curious about those, and egotistical enough to think they talk about her, but never stealthy enough to spy on them. It's a lucky little coincidence then that as she sneaks in the back kitchen as always, there's snacks and food set out and enough for two too.
Helping herself to a cookie she continues out towards the main rooms. Now, where oh where could her plaything be entertaining a guest?
That's why it should come as no surprise that as her relationship with each of them got better, she started having some...interesting dreams. In the privacy of her own mind she had no problem saying both Austrias were attractive, or that she liked sleeping with them, or even that she has in fact slept with both of them at all- multiple times. But that doesn't mean she anticipated thinking about what it would be like to have the both of them together. She wasn't a pervert like France! Try as she might though the dreams would keep coming, especially after spending time with either of them. Thankfully they weren't every night, or at least, they weren't until that one dreadful day she had talked to them both at the same time and suffered multiple double baton attacks. Her masochistic side is too cruel to her sometimes.
She's way too cowardly, whether she'll admit it or not, to initiate anything though, so her Austria teasing and fucking continues on as normal. Or so she thinks. There's no way she could possibly know that, as she wanders towards Vienna out of boredom, the two Austrias are having one of their secret get togethers. She's always been curious about those, and egotistical enough to think they talk about her, but never stealthy enough to spy on them. It's a lucky little coincidence then that as she sneaks in the back kitchen as always, there's snacks and food set out and enough for two too.
Helping herself to a cookie she continues out towards the main rooms. Now, where oh where could her plaything be entertaining a guest?