"It does, hmm?" questioned Germany, tone too peaceful for Prussia not to know his thoughts. Once he'd been mellowed out by an orgasm, he was practically lethargic, but still rather horny. This made for slow, teasing lovemaking that made Prussia scream and Germany smile.
"Well, I suppose we'll have to test that too, what with all the books and papers from the meeting I'll be putting on it. If it collapses I won't be able to get anything done."
"The awesome me is here, so you won't get anything done anyway."
Germany cast him a stern look at that, and Prussia only grinned. "C'mon, are we going to test it, or argue?"
"Hmmm, very well, go lie down on it and wait for me."
Prussia did as he was told, feeling the smoulder of his brother's ice-blue eyes as they watched him lay across the cold metal of the desk. Then he turned and watched as his brother stalked toward him, body lax but gaze predatory. The skin on his shoulders and back was tanned lightly from his time training and jogging (read: chasing down Italy for training) and his golden hair just brushed the nape of his neck.
Prussia was still staring when Germany got up on the desk and straddled him. Then he leaned forward to tangle their tounges as he began to sink down, one slow inch at a time. Prussia broke away with a frustrated noise.
"DAMMIT, West, will you please HURRY UP and FUCK ME!" This only earned him a little curling of the lips from the golden nation above him.
"I am, brother, what's your rush?"
Prussia growled and tried to thrust his hips up. Now a small smile spread across Germany's full lips. Sadistic bastard.
" Ah ah, East. You hurry too much, rush too much. It will be your downfall."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah. Could you do me a favor and do me?"
Germany tried to roll his eyes, but the effect was ruined by his brother's length sliding over his prostate and causing him to moan loudly. It was like someone had opened the sexual floodgates. He clenched down on Prussia so hard both of them screamed, then set up a punishing rythm that had the desk creaking loudly.
Everything he did was so damn arousing, it was breathtaking. The way he snapped his hips up and down, then twisted his body at the end of the motion, those lickable muscles rippling. The way one hand teased his nipple and the other drifted lower and lower. He couldn't be...he's not going to Prussia's train of thought was wiped out as his golden lover began masturbating atop him.
"DAMN, WEST, KEEP DOING THAT!" He screamed, because Germany's ass was tightening in releasing him in frantic fluttering motions that were driving him insane. He slammed his hips up, and all the rocking caused a drawer to fall from the desk with a loud clang and spill papers everywhere. Neither of them cared.
A second later, Germany painted his brother's pale chest even whiter, screaming something in English and German that sounded like both an expletive and Prussia's name. Prussia responded by grabbing his hips and holding him still as he emptied inside him.
Germany collapsed on his brother, careful not to crush the thinner man. Prussia looked at him with glittering ruby eyes and whispered, "I love you." Germany only sighed. "Of all the things not to yell out during sex..."
"There's always the kitchen counter. This is a suite you know."
Re: Prussia/Germany Loud Hotel Sex- Don't Bother Keeping It Down Part 2/2
"It does, hmm?" questioned Germany, tone too peaceful for Prussia not to know his thoughts. Once he'd been mellowed out by an orgasm, he was practically lethargic, but still rather horny. This made for slow, teasing lovemaking that made Prussia scream and Germany smile.
"Well, I suppose we'll have to test that too, what with all the books and papers from the meeting I'll be putting on it. If it collapses I won't be able to get anything done."
"The awesome me is here, so you won't get anything done anyway."
Germany cast him a stern look at that, and Prussia only grinned.
"C'mon, are we going to test it, or argue?"
"Hmmm, very well, go lie down on it and wait for me."
Prussia did as he was told, feeling the smoulder of his brother's ice-blue eyes as they watched him lay across the cold metal of the desk. Then he turned and watched as his brother stalked toward him, body lax but gaze predatory. The skin on his shoulders and back was tanned lightly from his time training and jogging (read: chasing down Italy for training) and his golden hair just brushed the nape of his neck.
Prussia was still staring when Germany got up on the desk and straddled him. Then he leaned forward to tangle their tounges as he began to sink down, one slow inch at a time. Prussia broke away with a frustrated noise.
"DAMMIT, West, will you please HURRY UP and FUCK ME!" This only earned him a little curling of the lips from the golden nation above him.
"I am, brother, what's your rush?"
Prussia growled and tried to thrust his hips up. Now a small smile spread across Germany's full lips. Sadistic bastard.
" Ah ah, East. You hurry too much, rush too much. It will be your downfall."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah. Could you do me a favor and do me?"
Germany tried to roll his eyes, but the effect was ruined by his brother's length sliding over his prostate and causing him to moan loudly. It was like someone had opened the sexual floodgates. He clenched down on Prussia so hard both of them screamed, then set up a punishing rythm that had the desk creaking loudly.
Everything he did was so damn arousing, it was breathtaking. The way he snapped his hips up and down, then twisted his body at the end of the motion, those lickable muscles rippling. The way one hand teased his nipple and the other drifted lower and lower. He couldn't be...he's not going to Prussia's train of thought was wiped out as his golden lover began masturbating atop him.
"DAMN, WEST, KEEP DOING THAT!" He screamed, because Germany's ass was tightening in releasing him in frantic fluttering motions that were driving him insane. He slammed his hips up, and all the rocking caused a drawer to fall from the desk with a loud clang and spill papers everywhere. Neither of them cared.
A second later, Germany painted his brother's pale chest even whiter, screaming something in English and German that sounded like both an expletive and Prussia's name. Prussia responded by grabbing his hips and holding him still as he emptied inside him.
Germany collapsed on his brother, careful not to crush the thinner man. Prussia looked at him with glittering ruby eyes and whispered, "I love you." Germany only sighed. "Of all the things not to yell out during sex..."
"There's always the kitchen counter. This is a suite you know."