[Hetalia] Turkey/Greece - Obsession
Fandom: Hetalia
Pairing: Turkey/Greece
Rating: NC-17
Summary: After all those years apart, Turkey still thought Greece was the most beautiful thing in existence.
Sadiq couldn't keep back a moan as Heracles took him into his mouth, swallowing him whole while he cupped his balls with the hand that wasn't clutching tightly at the older man's hip. The younger nation nipped, sucked, licked and hummed his way up the length of Sadiq's penis, until the only thought in his mind was 'When did Heracles get so good at this?'
Gazing down his body at the Greek between his legs, he caught the look of completely unbridled lust the other brunette was sending him, eyes half-lidded as he bobbed his head up and down, moving excruciatingly slowly. Turkey's breath hitched when Greece gave his balls a particularly hard squeeze, causing the younger nation to smirk.
Sadiq raised a hand to curl it in Heracles' thick brown locks, allowing him to guide their pace a little, adjusting the pressure on his swollen cock. Greece tutted around the hard member in his mouth, the vibrations catching Sadiq unawares, tearing a long moan from his mouth as his eyes drifted shut behind the mask and his brow knotted together in pleasure. Heracles rewarded him with a deliberately slow lick, gripping his hip painfully as he tried to buck into that blissful heat. Had he been a lesser man, Sadiq would have been begging Greece to fuck him.
As it was, he made himself forget that this was Heracles, the brat, who was making him shiver and writhe in pleasure, hands fisted tightly into the loose sheets covering the bed, spine tense as he fought against the Greek's firm grip on his hips that prevented him from practically fucking his mouth. Instead, he made himself submit to the ministrations of that wicked tongue, made himself hold as still as possible as Greece brought him closer and closer to the edge, each pass of his tongue, each press of his lips driving him towards madness.
When he felt as though he would burst at any moment, Sadiq knew that he didn't want things to happen like this. He tightened his grip on Heracles' hair, practically pulling him off his cock. The Greek's lips gave a delicious smack as they came away, his eyes wide and full of surprise. He opened his mouth to speak, but Turkey merely motioned with his hand, proud that it gave no sign of the shaking that he could still feel in the rest of his body.
Heracles crawled slowly up his body, following the beckoning motion of Sadiq's hand. When he got closer, the older nation sat up, pulling Greece towards him forcefully in a bruising kiss. He was certain that he heard their teeth clink, but did nothing except take advantage of the other nation's surprise by plunging his tongue into his mouth, drawing his counterpart into a familiar battle. He could taste himself in Heracles' mouth, the mix of something decidedly him and something decidedly Heracles sending an unwanted shiver down his spine.
A sudden blunt force to his cheek had him pulling away in surprise. It didn't take long to put two and two together; the Greek was looking at him with blazing eyes, his fist raised and shaking. Sadiq smirked, the expression aggravating his jaw a little, but he paid it no attention, instead capturing Heracles' mouth in another forceful kiss.
This time, Greece's hand found its way into his hair, tugging painfully at the curl in the nape of his neck. Turkey growled, fisting his own hand in the other's brown locks and pulling his head up so that he could explore his mouth from a different angle. Heracles moaned, cheeks colouring in embarrassment as their new position sent a jolt of pleasure straight to his own erection.
Sadiq growled again, shifting slightly to pull Heracles closer to his body, their chests pushed tightly together. This time, Greece broke away first, lip caught between his teeth and face turned away as he fought to keep from moaning at the pressure now pressing against his cock. Turkey reached up with his free hand, brushing the other nation's lips with his thumb, pulling them free of his teeth. Green eyes turned to meet his own, an unrecognisable emotion lacing them as the brunette suddenly parted his lips, sucking Turkey's thumb into his mouth.
Eyes widening at the unexpected move, Sadiq watched intently as Heracles once again put his mouth to use, again with no uncertain amount of skill. The Greek swirled his tongue around the digit, sucking lightly before applying more pressure. Sadiq found himself drawing his lip between his teeth as he remembered what it had felt like to have that mouth on his cock.
Greece made a small noise in the back of his throat that had Turkey looking back at him, eyebrow raised. The younger nation made the same noise again, small and needy, eyes motioning to the rest of Sadiq's fingers as he sucked particularly hard on his thumb.
Turkey smirked. "What's this? You want me to fuck you, Heracles?"
Heracles growled, biting down on Turkey's thumb, before releasing it and capturing two of the other man's fingers instead. At the same time, he slipped a hand between their bodies, forcefully grabbing hold of Sadiq's erection. The Turk gasped, a hidden frown marring his face as he caught sight of the rebellious look Greece was sending him. The younger nation had no time to react before he was suddenly flipped, briefly registering the feel of a leg hooking around his own before he felt the smooth satin of Sadiq's bed sheets against his back.
Gasping, he gazed up at the brunette above him, noting the unveiled lust in Sadiq's masked eyes. There was a moment where neither of them moved, before everything seemed to come crashing together. Sadiq removed his fingers from Heracles' mouth, replacing them with his own, smashing their lips together in a brutal kiss. He trailed his now wet fingers down the Greek's body, teasing his left nipple until it was stiff before tracing circles down the younger nation's sides. When he reached the other man's erection, he gave it a few violent pumps before breaking their kiss to look him in the eye.
Heracles was gasping, chest heaving silently as he gazed at him through half-lidded eyes. Sadiq allowed a gentle smirk to touch his lips before he swiftly parted the Greek's legs, pressing his fingers into his tight hole. There was no cry of surprise, no groan of pain, just a muffled moan as Greece's eyes clenched shut, hips jerking involuntarily. Turkey didn't even bother to scissor the two digits he had buried inside the younger man, instead chuckling as he entered a third finger.
This time, Heracles gasped, bucking his hips and unintentionally impaling himself further on the Turk's fingers. Sadiq watched as the younger nation stumbled over his name, his breath hitching into a long hiss as the older man promptly, and without warning, added a fourth and then a fifth finger. Turkey couldn't help but shudder as he gazed at the Greek writhing on his bed, hair already dampened by sweat, cheeks flushed and chest heaving. He leant down to claim another kiss, wiggling his fingers as he did so and delighting in the way each slight movement of a digit made Greece twitch and moan.
The sight of the other nation so submissive, almost angelic surrounded by swathes of blood red satin, made Sadiq's heart beat painfully. He stretched his fingers one last time, before removing them, closing his eyes in anticipation as he positioned himself properly between Greece's legs. Turkey slammed into him without warning, causing Heracles to cry out with pain at the sudden intrusion. Sadiq opened his eyes a little, and noticed the small tear that had slid down the side of the other brunette's face. It really had been too long since they had last done this. He grunted when the muscles around him suddenly contracted, and was surprised to see Heracles looking up at him, a determined look in his eyes as he once again bucked his hips.
"I'm not going to break, old man." Sadiq was proud that there was no waver in his voice. He leant down to capture Greece's lips in another kiss, this time sweet and gentle as he began to thrust, long and slow as he rocked gently into the body beneath him.
Greece had always been rather vocal in bed, and this time was no exception; he was obviously trying to muffle the grunts and moans he was emitting, if the finger between his teeth was any indication, but nevertheless, Sadiq's bed chambers soon began to echo with sounds that were purely Heracles, purely ecstasy. As their pace sped up, he was surprised to feel that the other nation's muscles had still not stretched properly to accommodate him. He shifted slightly, managing to hit that specific spot deep within his lover.
"Ah- aah!" The jolt of pure pleasure that shot through Heracles' body as Sadiq repeatedly hit that same spot made it too difficult for him to keep quiet, abandoning his attempts at muffling himself and instead fisting his hands in the bed sheets as he lifted his hips to meet the other nation's thrusts halfway. Turkey grunted as the new angle allowed him to penetrate deeper, his thrusts burying him nearly to the hilt.
"Shit, you're like a fucking virgin, Heracles. This is like our first time all over agai-!" He was cut off abruptly when Greece wrapped his legs around his waist, tightening behind him and pulling him in closer than before. Sadiq hovered above him, hands either side of the other brunette's head, body still with shock. Green eyes searched his own for several moments before Heracles tentatively reached up, brushing his fingers along the edges of Turkey's mask.
No words were needed in that moment. Sadiq, still buried deep within Heracles' body, said nothing as the younger nation reached up, curling his fingers around the edge of the last barrier between them. He paused, once again searching the older man's eyes for any sign of reluctance, before slowly pulling the mask away. For a brief moment, Turkey felt bare and naked, ashamed almost, to be seen without his mask, but he scolded himself for his petty emotions when this was not the first time Heracles had seen him like this.
For his part, Greece was once again staring at him with that unrecognisable emotion in his eyes, a slight smile tugging at his lips as he traced his fingers along Sadiq's face, mapping the features he had not seen for several long years. Eventually, he seemed to have committed the sight to memory, for he cupped his hand around the older nation's cheek, pulling him in for a deep but brief kiss. When they broke apart, Sadiq suddenly found himself out of breath.
"T-tell me what you want, Heracles."
"I- I-" The other nation seemed to be out of breath too. Sadiq silenced him with a nip to his jaw.
"No, you know what to say."
Heracles blushed, turning his head away briefly, before turning back to stare him boldly in the eye. "Sik beni, Sadiq." He pulled him in for another harsh kiss, before whispering in his ear. "Fuck me."
Turkey didn't need telling twice. He shifted his hands to Greece's hips, lifting them up as he pulled out and slammed back into him swiftly, the slow pace he had originally set thrown to the wind. Heracles was no longer bothering to try and muffle himself, moans and cries tearing their way out of his mouth alongside mumbled words that Sadiq recognised as jilted Greek.
Heracles once again wrapped his legs around Sadiq's waist, clenching his muscles as he did so. The Turk let out a hiss of pleasure as his thrusts were suddenly met with more resistance.
"Fuck, Heracles."
"A-ah! That's k-kind of the idea, old man."
Sadiq let out a breathy laugh, squeezing the Greek's buttocks as he leant down to capture his lips in another kiss. Heracles met him half-way, arching off the bed to clutch desperately at the older nation's toned body. Sadiq shifted to better accommodate the Greek in his lap, moving so that with each thrust Heracles was lifted into the air, only to slam down harder than before.
Greece growled low in his throat as Turkey's thrusts began to waver. Sadiq merely smirked, raising an eyebrow in challenge. Heracles let out a quiet swear before he picked up the pace himself, using his grip on the Turk's waist as leverage and lifting himself up before slamming down again.
Sadiq hissed as this new angle had him pressing tighter against Heracles' inner walls. He let his hands wander the Greek's body, teasing nipples and lingering on hips before settling on the other man's thighs, aiding his movement. Heracles was once again emitting those sounds Sadiq loved so much, his moans interspersed with garbled Greek and Turkish as the older nation continued to fill him.
After a particularly loud moan that Sadiq could feel through their connected chests, Heracles lashed out, hand grasping at the older nation's head and tilting it upwards so he could smash their lips together. Turkey let out a groan as the Greek slammed down on him particularly hard, his hands tightening in short brown locks as his prostate was repeatedly brushed.
When the heat in Sadiq's stomach began to get painful, all his lust and need and desire bound like a tightly coiled spring that was ready to snap at any minute, he abruptly shifted his weight, letting Heracles fall to the bed again. The Greek managed a brief look of surprise at the loss of contact before Turkey was there again, lifting the younger nation's legs onto his shoulders and thrusting into that unbearable tightness.
Another loud moan tore its way out of Greece's throat, his back arching as their new position allowed Turkey to penetrate deeper than he had before, his hands clenching and unclenching in the red satin as the renewed vigour in the older nation's thrusts threatened to shift him across the bed. Sadiq watched as Heracles, his brat, was once again gripped by ecstasy, his body streaked with sweat as he writhed beneath him. Sadiq's own body was equally damp, his skin burning with each contact of Heracles' skin against his own.
The room was filled with nothing but moans, cries and a distinct sound of skin on skin that made Sadiq's heart twinge painfully. He could feel himself beginning to shake, his release drawing closer and closer as he continued to thrust into Heracles' tight hole. The younger nation was obviously close too, as he gave up supporting himself and lifted a hand in an attempt to take hold of his straining erection. Turkey growled, leaning over to nip the other brunette's neck in warning.
Greece, his head thrown back in submission as the Turk placed a fluttering kiss against his jugular, got the message; no touching himself. He was to cum from Turkey's cock alone.
A breathless laugh escaped him and he gazed up through half-lidded eyes to see that Turkey was smiling too, his unmasked eyes radiating with an emotion that made Greece's stomach clench almost painfully. The Turk gave a particularly violent thrust that had a keening wail tearing its way out of Heracles' throat, the younger nation arching into his touch as Sadiq once again let his hands wander.
"Shit, Heracles. You're perfect."
"S-Sadiq!"
The older nation continued to lavish Heracles' neck and chest with kisses, nipping, licking, and sucking as he went, determined to leave his mark on the Greek's body. When he felt the fire in his stomach begin to overflow and his muscles tense as orgasm began to claim him, Sadiq leant forward and clasped Heracles' hands in his own, whispering four words before catching the other's lips in a passionate kiss.
"Cum for me, Heracles."
With a shuddering moan that vibrated through his entire body, Greece felt his body literally explode, his skin tingling and his eyes white with stars. Turkey wasn't far behind, the younger nation's muscles clamping around him, sending him over the edge and milking him for all he was worth. The older brunette broke their kiss with a distinctive smack of lips, chest heaving as he rode out his orgasm, forehead resting against the Greek beneath him.
As he watched Heracles try desperately to catch his breath, body still twitching involuntarily as he lay surrounded by red satin sheets, stained with sweat and cum, mumbling words that sounded suspiciously like 'Σε αγαπώ', Sadiq knew then that after all those years apart, all those times he'd had to make do with his fist, Heracles had been thinking of him too. He was perfection in Sadiq's eyes, and he was determined from now on to show him just how much he adored him.
FIN.