While Spain is a dense and oblivious moron most of the time, she knows exactly what she has just done. And truth be told, she does feel kind of bad about it. But the gifts have been nagging at her brain from the second she laid eyes on them, just as the mistletoe had previously occupied her lover's thoughts. Granted, they technically aren't the same thing, but nonetheless, Spain just needs to make sure that her hunch is wrong before she can go on for she simply cannot shake off the feeling that these boxes hold something interesting for the both of them. Spain is incredibly grateful that Monaco complies with her rather selfish wishes and once she feels the other woman's head on her shoulder, she smiles apologetically and kisses it, a silent promise that she'll completely lavish her with all of the attention she both wants and is rightfully entitled to-- and then some
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Can she move? Can she face her again? No, goddamn, she can't. And that fact alone is making Spain squirm much more than she would like to. She has to wait. She has to be patient and it's proving to be so difficult at the moment. She does everything in her power to keep still, from clenching her fingers around the couch, to laying her forehead against the armrest in front of her. Nothing is working and the more Monaco teases her, the harder it becomes to refrain from turning around and ravishing her.
Spain has never been one to try and stifle her noises, but she grits her teeth in an attempt to stop moving so much. Monaco is trying to do something and goddammit, Spain knows she isn't helping by trembling and squirming and melting under her lover's skillful hands. But shit, she can't help it. And it's when she feels that warm, slick tongue that she lets out a strangled moan, arching even more despite herself. Monaco's tongue keeps moving, her fingers continue with those teasing circles, her hand mindlessly groping at some part of her
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The pressure of her fingers firm, Monaco's lips curve up into a tiny smile of accomplishment just as the first ball disappears into her lover. Pale blue eyes dart to Spain's face to gauge her reaction, though the momentary sight of her stretched so tightly around their new toy is an image Monaco can't seem to shake from her mind. She presses her own thighs together, imagining how lovely that penetration would be at the moment, and she has to force herself not to allow her eyes to slip shut
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The first thing Spain does once the first ball goes in is take a really sharp breath. It sounds almost like a hiss, but when she releases it, it comes out as a groan. She squirms once more, trying to adjust to the sensation. She licks at her lips again, feeling as though they've already gotten dry as time went on. She continues to clutch tightly at the couch, her breath now noticeably audible, going at a steady pace. It's strange, she thinks. Spain's not sure if this will really feel as good as Monaco says, but at the end of the day, she trusts her and she knows damn well that she would never do anything to harm her
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Truthfully, Monaco would be surprised if Spain had responded any differently; after the centuries of power struggles that make up European history, the constant wars that result in both naturally-acquired injuries and the aches and pains to the nations' bodies, it's unlikely Spain would find a single Ben Wa ball too much to bear. Monaco smiles again, shifting closer to her lover and wrapping one arm affectionately around her thigh, still keeping the second ball supported in her other hand
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Spain has to laugh at that question. She honestly can't come up with any other response because really, is Monaco truly asking her that? Here she is, on her hands and knees, getting both teased and pleasured, moaning, arching and trembling and Monaco's asking her if she's having fun. The tone is playful though, so Spain knows that her light, cheerful laughter will be a good enough answer
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She doesn't pull very hard or with any real intention of freeing the Ben Wa balls from Spain's body, but rather to allow her to become aware of the muscles that will hold them inside her. When Monaco feels the resistance, she gradually stops pulling on the toy's cord, as well as stops the teasing caresses with her other hand.
"Good, very good," she says, pressing another kiss to Spain's backside. "I think you understand the concept of these now." Monaco runs her hand up and down the other's thigh again, petting her affectionately and feeling quite accomplished with both herself and her lover.
"If you'd like to sit up again, that would be all right with me." She smiles, fairly sure Spain will catch that hint of what she'd like, though Monaco is feeling oddly patient despite her arousal and it wouldn't bother her if she had to ask a different way.
Monaco stops pulling and Spain relaxes only the slightest bit. The touching stops as well and she unconsciously lets out a quiet whine, before perking up and giggling softly at the kiss. She nods as she figures out the gist of things, now understanding what she needs to do. She's still unsure of how this will feel as good as Monaco claims, but she can definitely be patient
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When Spain is unable to turn herself around without losing the balls, hesitantly sinking back down onto her knees, Monaco can only chuckle. She scoots closer to Spain, placing a hand on either of her shoulders (so much smaller and narrower than she's used to) and leaning in for a quick kiss. The way she's positioned, her breasts and the many ruffles of fabric covering them press softly against Spain's upper arm
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Spain remains hyperaware of every touch Monaco administers, getting tingles down her spine just from the hands on her shoulders. She responds to the kiss happily, only mildly disappointed that it doesn't last longer. She can feel the ruffles press against her through her sleeve and she remembers how she managed to make Monaco pull down the front of her dress before. She sort of regrets that Monaco's clothes are back on, wanting nothing more than to be able to turn around and resume her work. But it appears as though plans have changed for the time being and she'll have to spend the time getting used to the toy inside her instead.
She looks between her legs, also noticing the nylon cord on the couch. She's not sure how to answer Monaco's question, but she laughs regardless, trying her best.
"Weird," she begins with a giggle, "It's not something I'm used to, but I can't say it's bad! All I need to do is be able to move a bit with them and I think I'll be alright!" She rests her hands on top of her lover's, silently wishing they were
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She listens, considering Spain's answer carefully. If she wants her lover's experience with these little balls to progress past weird, she's going to have to coax her into moving a bit more to "get the ball rolling," so to speak. Monaco smiles at her own mental wordplay, about to repeat it to Spain when she's interrupted by a question of the other's own.
"However long you want them in," she replies, reaching up with a thumb to stroke at one of Spain's breasts. "Though I think you'll find them more pleasurable if you aren't just sitting still."
Monaco doesn't want to rush her, but at the same time, the arousal she's experiencing simply being witness to Spain with trying out something completely new is very apparent indeed. Her lover's reactions are nearly as exciting as being touched herself, and she's rather excited to get Spain up off the couch with that toy inside of her.
"Ah, really?" Spain asks, looking down between her legs again. She does know that she needs to move eventually and it's better that she starts now rather than continuing to stall. Her knees are beginning to ache thanks to pressing her weight onto them anyway. "Ahaha, alright then! Hold on!"
Spain is going to move- she's determined to do so. Slowly and gently, she pulls Monaco's hands apart to free herself from her lover's warm and cozy hold. She gets up on her knees again, stopping herself from sitting back down as she tightens around the balls once more. She closes her eyes, her lips pressing together as a smile forms. She then remembers that her jeans and panties are only half off and she contemplates whether she should take them off completely or put them back on to stand. At this point, pulling them back on would be easier than squirming and shifting to get them off. And so, she does that, pulling her striped panties back on. Her jeans follow shortly after and Spain wonders if the extra clothing will help prevent the balls from
( ... )
Slowly, carefully, Spain stands, shakily pulling her clothes back on; Monaco watches intently all the while, ready to rise immediately and come to her aid, should she need it for some reason or other. But she manages just fine, though Monaco stands anyway as well, reaching forward to take Spain's hand. It may just be the mistletoe or the Hotel, or it may be all Monaco, but somehow the principality can't seem to touch the other woman enough this evening. That doesn't make what she has in mind to do next much easier, but she knows that if she goes through with her little plan, it'll make Spain much happier than if they'd just stayed on the couch together
( ... )
It takes Spain quite some time to get used to walking with the toy, laughing with every step that she takes. She can feel tiny vibrations as she walks, but they just make her laugh even more. The feeling is very subtle so it doesn't do much to stir Spain's desires more than what Monaco herself has already accomplished. She's unsure as to why she's being led to the center of the stage, but she follows regardless, slowly getting accustomed to the balls
( ... )
"It's as good a time as any, is it not?" Monaco questions with a smile, pulling the two of them even closer together. Spain feels so warm and soft against her, but she knows she'll have to be patient if she wants to experience their bodies pressed together in a more fulfilling way. For now, though, she has to get Spain moving on her own, and she's more than willing to provide a reason to do so for the end result alone; witnessing the buildup for her lover is just a bonus
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Spain has never been one to try and stifle her noises, but she grits her teeth in an attempt to stop moving so much. Monaco is trying to do something and goddammit, Spain knows she isn't helping by trembling and squirming and melting under her lover's skillful hands. But shit, she can't help it. And it's when she feels that warm, slick tongue that she lets out a strangled moan, arching even more despite herself. Monaco's tongue keeps moving, her fingers continue with those teasing circles, her hand mindlessly groping at some part of her ( ... )
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"Good, very good," she says, pressing another kiss to Spain's backside. "I think you understand the concept of these now." Monaco runs her hand up and down the other's thigh again, petting her affectionately and feeling quite accomplished with both herself and her lover.
"If you'd like to sit up again, that would be all right with me." She smiles, fairly sure Spain will catch that hint of what she'd like, though Monaco is feeling oddly patient despite her arousal and it wouldn't bother her if she had to ask a different way.
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She looks between her legs, also noticing the nylon cord on the couch. She's not sure how to answer Monaco's question, but she laughs regardless, trying her best.
"Weird," she begins with a giggle, "It's not something I'm used to, but I can't say it's bad! All I need to do is be able to move a bit with them and I think I'll be alright!" She rests her hands on top of her lover's, silently wishing they were ( ... )
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"However long you want them in," she replies, reaching up with a thumb to stroke at one of Spain's breasts. "Though I think you'll find them more pleasurable if you aren't just sitting still."
Monaco doesn't want to rush her, but at the same time, the arousal she's experiencing simply being witness to Spain with trying out something completely new is very apparent indeed. Her lover's reactions are nearly as exciting as being touched herself, and she's rather excited to get Spain up off the couch with that toy inside of her.
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Spain is going to move- she's determined to do so. Slowly and gently, she pulls Monaco's hands apart to free herself from her lover's warm and cozy hold. She gets up on her knees again, stopping herself from sitting back down as she tightens around the balls once more. She closes her eyes, her lips pressing together as a smile forms. She then remembers that her jeans and panties are only half off and she contemplates whether she should take them off completely or put them back on to stand. At this point, pulling them back on would be easier than squirming and shifting to get them off. And so, she does that, pulling her striped panties back on. Her jeans follow shortly after and Spain wonders if the extra clothing will help prevent the balls from ( ... )
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