Die Qual der Wahl [1/?]
anonymous
May 26 2010, 19:47:00 UTC
As the evening wore on, he found himself having to forcibly look away from his older sister. He didn’t understand why - there was nothing particularly different about her today, save the simple black cocktail dress and the blood red knitted scarf that cascaded from her slender neck, tied to the side firmly in a floral loop. It had been a gift from Spain and she had worn it to accent Germany’s own red tie. It brought out the colour of her eyes but she never usually had such foresight when it came to something like fashion, and upon his own remark regarding it, she had promptly dismissed the idea.
Her behaviour, too, was normal. She was cocksure as usual, smile strident and self-confident but her laughter was maddeningly demure. If it weren’t for the fact that she hated absolutely everything about Austria and that the mad, murderous, war-mongering glint in her eyes was present, Germany could almost deign to think that she was flirting. It inspired quite a deal of tension in him, and upon sighting something in her hand hovering
( ... )
Re: Die Qual der Wahl [8/?]
anonymous
June 11 2010, 21:13:14 UTC
I'm hugely attracted to Prussia here, and Germany was adorable there, trying to restablish the mood (if male!Prussia already has his brother eating from his hand, female!Prussia takes it to new levelsXD), but
Die Qual der Wahl [9/?]
anonymous
June 16 2010, 17:58:03 UTC
Germany nudged Prussia’s legs apart with his knees and leant over her, sliding his middle finger into her with ease. She was completely wet and he had no qualms about incrementing the number of fingers he used until he was completely stretching her apart, scissoring her with a deft touch. She groaned beneath him, clutching the sheets with one hand and rolling her breast with the other, squeezing it as she raised her hips and bucked encouragingly, letting out sharp little keening noises that were altogether too wanton for his own good. Germany reached a hand under her dress and slid it upwards across her stomach, holding her down firmly, fabric bunching up at his wrist and revealing scarred white skin quivering at the contact. She was sensitive right there, he knew, and under normal circumstances, she would be breaking out into giggles for the ticklish sensation. At the moment, the little strokes his thumb afforded along the plane of her stomach was causing her adequate distress and he could feel her clenching around his fingers
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Die Qual der Wahl [10/?]
anonymous
June 16 2010, 18:35:00 UTC
She clung to him, pleading shamelessly as she felt him lower his body onto hers, moving against her, mouth on her ear and that over-sweet feeling of being filled, of being filled too slow when the frenetic desire to achieve that unearthly state of ecstasy was being cruelly overridden by a slow tenderness. She had no idea how Germany had grown up to be a huge fucking bastard, but it was just as she deserved she supposed. At least he was huge. And fucking. Even if he was a bastard.
But, “Oh god,” was the extent of Prussia’s verbal acumen anymore, and Germany was vaguely aware that she had smacked the back of his shoulder weakly in that reproachful way of hers. He would have been apologetic under most circumstances, but Prussia’s current state was something long overdue and Germany was planning on prolonging it for as long as was feasible. He continued to roll his hips into her, slowly but deeply, listening to each little note in her voice shiver higher at the friction between his cock and that elusive spot inside her, wanting so very
( ... )
Did not expect you to pull that out of the bag! I love when people remember Germany's canon pervertedness, mm yes.
You write such amazing porn! You do what most people are afraid of doing, you write detailed, you use the proper terms for parts of the body and not euphemisms like most people when it comes to sex, and that makes it amazingly hot~
Die Qual der Wahl [11/?]
anonymous
June 18 2010, 18:55:27 UTC
Prussia let out a frustrated huff, tempted to smack Germany once again but refraining. “I was made aware when I discovered your physical lack of a sense of humour, but you’re talking about taking a-”
Germany gave her a look. “You act like you’ve never done it before.”
Prussia halted mid-sentence, staring at him in bewilderment. She couldn’t understand if he was implying anything or if there was something she should say that he wanted to hear (really, Germany could be such a girl). Instead, she cocked her head towards him, infinitely more cautious as she regarded him with searching eyes.
“Should I be acting like I have?”
Germany’s eyes narrowed. Prussia’s response was a slight frown.
“I’m not an idiot,” Germany deadpanned. “You spend an inordinate amount of time with France and Spain. You always have.”
“Fine, fine, you got me,” Prussia sighed. She traced a single finger along his jaw and lightly poked his cheek. “This was ages ago. What are you, jealous or something?”
Die Qual der Wahl [12/?]
anonymous
June 18 2010, 19:09:38 UTC
Prussia suddenly grinned at him.
“Hey, speaking of threesomes, what say you invite that little gelato curl-”
“No,” he interrupted emphatically with a firm expression. He’d spent years getting his hard-earned exclusivity with Prussia and he wasn’t about to relinquish it to Italy of all people. She rolled her eyes.
“Just a suggestion,” she muttered.
“I’m not interested in him. We are friends. Get it through your thick skull already.”
“Are you suuure?”
“Very.”
“And yet somebody doesn’t push away the cute, naked Italian boy from his bed…”
“Prussia,” Germany began in a very controlled voice. “If you haven’t realised, I enjoy your breasts and your legs and…” His expression tightened with a slight blush. “… and other things. The point is, you’re a woman and I enjoy how you look and feel like a woman when I touch you.”
“Mmhmm. You know as well as I do that Italy can pass for a chick any time.”
“I’d still know.”
“Well, I certainly don’t look or feel like a woman when I’m in uniform.”
Re: Die Qual der Wahl [12/?]
anonymous
June 18 2010, 20:09:45 UTC
I'm a lesbian for your fem!Prussia, thought you should know. She's fucking hilarious and badass and ridiculous all at the same time, and so Prussia even while female; excuse me, in addition to, because the feminity just increases the hotness, for some reason
Oh, and your Germany is absolutely adorable, and I like his cute friendship with Italy here, and his pervertedness behind the romanticismXD Bad Friends Threesome mentions were about the best thing in the chapter! So hot... Or maybe it was teen!Germany's first sex dream, I don't knowXD I wish you'd write a sequel where the Eyebrows FairyXD turned Germany into a teen...
Die Qual der Wahl [13/?]
anonymous
June 23 2010, 08:20:07 UTC
Germany pinned her with a final, lingering look before he ran his free hand up and down her back slowly, earning fluttered lashes and an indulgent smile. She moved closer and began to press staccato kisses along his throat and up his jaw, her tongue and teeth finding the lobe of his ear as he fumbled through the night stand drawer once again, this time for a small bottle of lube. When he finally retrieved it, he struggled with it, hands shaking just a little, and Prussia must have sensed his disorientation because she gently pried herself off him and relieved him of the bottle so she could unscrew the cap, a feat he had been unsuccessfully attempting single-handedly. Germany set the dildo down on the bed beside them and readjusted their positions, picking her up and shifting so that he was sitting with his back against the headboard. He coated his fingers with the lube and held her closer
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Die Qual der Wahl [14/14]
anonymous
June 23 2010, 08:31:24 UTC
They were both covered in a sheen of sweat and that made her limbs feel heavy as her skin slapped against Germany’s. She took a moment to change her position so that she was squatting, and as she began to drive herself down, faster and deeper than before, she moaned and gasped his name, on the verge of bursting from the inside out as he twisted the dildo into her with each thrust. Her mind was an utter haze as her body began to swing up and down mechanically, incredibly sore all over, but when Germany placed his hand over her groin and moved his thumb in circles over her clit, she let out a sob and shuddered to a halt, keeping herself in place with a hand in the sheets.
“I didn’t say you could stop,” Germany’s voice was low and thick. Prussia shook her head, voice cracked and desperate, “You’re going to make me come again.”
Germany smirked thinly, pressing the circle slowly over her clit. “So don’t.”
“West“Just move,” he growled. After a moment’s hesitation, he smacked her ass sharply and she let out a quivered breath. Steadying
( ... )
Her behaviour, too, was normal. She was cocksure as usual, smile strident and self-confident but her laughter was maddeningly demure. If it weren’t for the fact that she hated absolutely everything about Austria and that the mad, murderous, war-mongering glint in her eyes was present, Germany could almost deign to think that she was flirting. It inspired quite a deal of tension in him, and upon sighting something in her hand hovering ( ... )
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Piano von Sissyburg
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Piano von Sissyburg
THAT. AWESOME ♥
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And to echo above anon: Piano von Sissyburg.
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But, “Oh god,” was the extent of Prussia’s verbal acumen anymore, and Germany was vaguely aware that she had smacked the back of his shoulder weakly in that reproachful way of hers. He would have been apologetic under most circumstances, but Prussia’s current state was something long overdue and Germany was planning on prolonging it for as long as was feasible. He continued to roll his hips into her, slowly but deeply, listening to each little note in her voice shiver higher at the friction between his cock and that elusive spot inside her, wanting so very ( ... )
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OMG
ANON I
HOLY SHIT
Did not expect you to pull that out of the bag! I love when people remember Germany's canon pervertedness, mm yes.
You write such amazing porn! You do what most people are afraid of doing, you write detailed, you use the proper terms for parts of the body and not euphemisms like most people when it comes to sex, and that makes it amazingly hot~
'Carter sated' Captcha?
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There are hearts in my eyes, here.
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Perfect fem!Prussia, excellent Germany, holy shit, VERY HOT HET PORN, and now, the promise of DP?
I LOVE YOU BEYOND WORDS ♥
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Germany gave her a look. “You act like you’ve never done it before.”
Prussia halted mid-sentence, staring at him in bewilderment. She couldn’t understand if he was implying anything or if there was something she should say that he wanted to hear (really, Germany could be such a girl). Instead, she cocked her head towards him, infinitely more cautious as she regarded him with searching eyes.
“Should I be acting like I have?”
Germany’s eyes narrowed. Prussia’s response was a slight frown.
“I’m not an idiot,” Germany deadpanned. “You spend an inordinate amount of time with France and Spain. You always have.”
“Fine, fine, you got me,” Prussia sighed. She traced a single finger along his jaw and lightly poked his cheek. “This was ages ago. What are you, jealous or something?”
“I am not jealous,” Germany snapped ( ... )
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“Hey, speaking of threesomes, what say you invite that little gelato curl-”
“No,” he interrupted emphatically with a firm expression. He’d spent years getting his hard-earned exclusivity with Prussia and he wasn’t about to relinquish it to Italy of all people. She rolled her eyes.
“Just a suggestion,” she muttered.
“I’m not interested in him. We are friends. Get it through your thick skull already.”
“Are you suuure?”
“Very.”
“And yet somebody doesn’t push away the cute, naked Italian boy from his bed…”
“Prussia,” Germany began in a very controlled voice. “If you haven’t realised, I enjoy your breasts and your legs and…” His expression tightened with a slight blush. “… and other things. The point is, you’re a woman and I enjoy how you look and feel like a woman when I touch you.”
“Mmhmm. You know as well as I do that Italy can pass for a chick any time.”
“I’d still know.”
“Well, I certainly don’t look or feel like a woman when I’m in uniform.”
“Until I saw you nakedShe paused at that, ( ... )
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Oh, and your Germany is absolutely adorable, and I like his cute friendship with Italy here, and his pervertedness behind the romanticismXD
Bad Friends Threesome mentions were about the best thing in the chapter! So hot...
Or maybe it was teen!Germany's first sex dream, I don't knowXD
I wish you'd write a sequel where the Eyebrows FairyXD turned Germany into a teen...
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“I didn’t say you could stop,” Germany’s voice was low and thick. Prussia shook her head, voice cracked and desperate, “You’re going to make me come again.”
Germany smirked thinly, pressing the circle slowly over her clit. “So don’t.”
“West“Just move,” he growled. After a moment’s hesitation, he smacked her ass sharply and she let out a quivered breath. Steadying ( ... )
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