And with that Prussia pounced, gripping the offending nub between his front teeth and sloppily sucking at it. They were both warriors inside, but he was still larger and heavier than her small frame was, so when he’d violently gripped her hips to hold her down while he growled into her breast he was surprised to find her being completely submissive to his teeth and tongue.
One of her soft hands wrapping itself in his silver hair while she bit down on her other hand to stop the pleasured little gasps spilling from her mouth.
God, Gilbert swore he’d never been this hard in his whole life! He shuffled himself up a bit, kneading other one with his rough palms. He pulled the neckline of her dress down, leaving her breasts out and held up by the elastic of it, Gilbert pulled back to admire his work, red blotches and saliva covering her breast told him he was on the right track.
He looked up at his friend, her green eyes dazzling with lust for him. No intimidating glare, no cocky smile… just the desperate gasps coming from her mouth.
He sidled his body further up to hers, placing his lips over her own. She welcomed him in almost immediately, gasping sharply into his mouth when his tongue began teasingly stroking at hers. His hands worked at her breasts; fondling, pinching and pulling at nipples which earned him soft gasps of approval through their kiss.
He didn’t need to look up for her approval when her legs opened just that bit more, inviting him into her. Still kissing her, he arched his body up and fished his pants to around his knees before he slipped one hand under her skirt. He grazed over her panties with his fingers, God she was wet… and hot!
He’d never needed someone so bad in his life, not even when he’d hit puberty and gone through all those horrible hormonal fumbles with others. Elizabeta was his for tonight… where he’d been desperate to be since the 1700s.
Soft fingers grazed against her through the material of her panties, earning sharper gasps and twitches from the brunette. Still, he hungrily kissed her with everything he had, all those years of jealousy towards Roderich coming out as he growled into her mouth.
The fingers that had been at her pants left, sharply tugging her panties aside and lining his throbbing cock against her dripping centre. He groaned into her mouth and opened his eyes to meet hers, hazy green connecting with fiery red. He grumbled some kind of apology into her mouth, probably for the lack of foreplay, but it seemed to pass as he eased himself into her.
The twinkle in her eyes brightened as he softened their kiss, the saliva still moist on each other’s lips, and began to thrust into her. Her legs wrapping tightly around his waist while her arms made their home around his neck, and as the Prussian began to suckle at her neck she couldn’t stop the squeals that escaped her mouth as he violently thrust his thick length inside of her.
Somewhere in the back of Gilbert’s head he made a mental note to buy Elizabeta a new couch since he was determined to destroy this one and Elizabeta flopped one arm over the side of the couch, hastily stuffing the Viagra packaging that she’d noticed from the corner of her eyes, underneath it before dragging Gilbert's head back up to connect his much needed lips to her neglected ones.
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END! Sorry for the fail ending, but I wanted to leave it open~
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(Anonymous) 2009-04-19 10:31 pm (UTC)(link)One of her soft hands wrapping itself in his silver hair while she bit down on her other hand to stop the pleasured little gasps spilling from her mouth.
God, Gilbert swore he’d never been this hard in his whole life! He shuffled himself up a bit, kneading other one with his rough palms. He pulled the neckline of her dress down, leaving her breasts out and held up by the elastic of it, Gilbert pulled back to admire his work, red blotches and saliva covering her breast told him he was on the right track.
He looked up at his friend, her green eyes dazzling with lust for him. No intimidating glare, no cocky smile… just the desperate gasps coming from her mouth.
He sidled his body further up to hers, placing his lips over her own. She welcomed him in almost immediately, gasping sharply into his mouth when his tongue began teasingly stroking at hers. His hands worked at her breasts; fondling, pinching and pulling at nipples which earned him soft gasps of approval through their kiss.
He didn’t need to look up for her approval when her legs opened just that bit more, inviting him into her. Still kissing her, he arched his body up and fished his pants to around his knees before he slipped one hand under her skirt. He grazed over her panties with his fingers, God she was wet… and hot!
He’d never needed someone so bad in his life, not even when he’d hit puberty and gone through all those horrible hormonal fumbles with others. Elizabeta was his for tonight… where he’d been desperate to be since the 1700s.
Soft fingers grazed against her through the material of her panties, earning sharper gasps and twitches from the brunette. Still, he hungrily kissed her with everything he had, all those years of jealousy towards Roderich coming out as he growled into her mouth.
The fingers that had been at her pants left, sharply tugging her panties aside and lining his throbbing cock against her dripping centre. He groaned into her mouth and opened his eyes to meet hers, hazy green connecting with fiery red. He grumbled some kind of apology into her mouth, probably for the lack of foreplay, but it seemed to pass as he eased himself into her.
The twinkle in her eyes brightened as he softened their kiss, the saliva still moist on each other’s lips, and began to thrust into her. Her legs wrapping tightly around his waist while her arms made their home around his neck, and as the Prussian began to suckle at her neck she couldn’t stop the squeals that escaped her mouth as he violently thrust his thick length inside of her.
Somewhere in the back of Gilbert’s head he made a mental note to buy Elizabeta a new couch since he was determined to destroy this one and Elizabeta flopped one arm over the side of the couch, hastily stuffing the Viagra packaging that she’d noticed from the corner of her eyes, underneath it before dragging Gilbert's head back up to connect his much needed lips to her neglected ones.
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END! Sorry for the fail ending, but I wanted to leave it open~
Re: The Not So Awesome Sexual Frustration Of Gilbo [2/2]
(Anonymous) 2009-04-19 11:34 pm (UTC)(link)Re: The Not So Awesome Sexual Frustration Of Gilbo [2/2]
(Anonymous) 2009-04-20 04:05 am (UTC)(link)Re: The Not So Awesome Sexual Frustration Of Gilbo [2/2]
(Anonymous) 2009-04-20 05:42 am (UTC)(link)Anon. Over-horny Gilbo is a big turn-on, apparently.
WANT WANT WANT.
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(Anonymous) 2009-04-20 08:44 am (UTC)(link)I should not be getting turned on while trying to study.
brb nose bleeding EVERYWHERE.