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Hetalia Kink meme part 15

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There was a meeting on trade of agricultural products. There was a limit for how many of the sweet things in life that Turkey was willing to sacrifice for political show.

Poland, old life as a farmer aside, had agreed with a speed that had Turkey suspecting that there was as little left of the old Catholic in him, but then Turkey himself never paid much attention to human theology as it was. Certainly, having Poland by his tie against the wall of his room was a blessing that any God would not deny their subjects.

Poland's mouth was wet and eager against his, and Poland's fingers were already tugging at buttons and pulling at fabric to make their way in beneath Turkey's shirt. It took considerable willpower to pull away from that tongue and push his hands away from his body, to which Poland growled and wrenched his hand back under Turkey's, to grasp the expensive fabric of his suit jacket for leverage. He was still too short to kiss him without Turkey's cooperation, even as he rose to the tips of his toes. His face twisted as Turkey leaned backwards and kept his grip on his shoulders.

"What?"

"We've got fifteen minutes until they start and I ain't ruinin' my suit for foreplay. We undress separately."

"You so shouldn't believe everything you hear. I'm never careless with good clothing," Poland said, but released Turkey to step back and tug his necktie loose. Turkey kept his eyes on him as he shrugged off the jacket and continued unbuttoning the shirt.

They kept their eyes on each other even as they undressed in a manner that spoke little of eroticism. Turkey was down to socks and pants when Poland was naked, and immediately fell to his knees as if to get a better look at the package, batting Turkey's hands away with a smile even as his eyes never left the fabric strainging against the bulging member. His own prick was still standing hard after the two minutes that Turkey had kept him pressed against the mirror of the lift.

"Say," he muttered absently, "do you think it is as huge as they all say?" he didn't wait for any answer, but hooked his fingers into the elastic waistband and tugged it down past his knees. He scrutinsed the bared member for a beat, and then raised a hand to loop his middle finger and thumb around it, unable to quite make them meet.

"Do you always measure the equipment when you take someone to bed?"

"Well, yeah. It makes for good gossip," Poland said with a bright grin as he got to his knees and shoved at Turkey's shoulders. "Get on the bed and lose the mask. I am so no having sex with someone who won't let me see their eyes."

Turkey got comfortable against the headboard of the unmade bed and relished in the view of Poland's backside as the other nation rummaged through the suitcase on the floor. When he straightened and turned, he was holding a large bottle of lube. There was no discussion about how to do this and no further foreplay as Poland climbed onto the bed and sat himself down on Turkey's thighs, squirted from the bottle twice and grasped Turkey's prick with a slippery hand. He lubed it up without dwelling much on it, and when he was done, he reached between his legs. He was breathing heavily as he he stood on his knees above Turkey, finger-fucking himself with his eyes closed in concentration and his free hand squeezing his balls.

The sight was enticing, but Turkey was still having some hope that they would make the meeting with a delay small enough to not make for more disturbance than bad looks from Germany.

"Hey!" he growled. Poland opened a disgruntled eye.

"Like, have some patience. I'm totally not going to take all that without some warming up."

"We haven't got all day here!"

Poland pulled his hand back, stroked the remaining lube on his own prick, and crawled forward on his arms and knees.

"Whiner," he muttered, but made no further comments as Turkey took hold of his prick to keep it steady as Poland lowered himself, sliding the prick backwards and letting it slip into the slick hole as he sunk down with little ceremony. When Turkey was all the way in, Poland shifted his position, leaned back and arched his butt downward with a sigh in pleasure.

/trying to contain herself
YOU, ANON, ARE WONDERFUL. This was the best thing to wake up to find! I'll try to stay patient for the rest...!

Turkey answered by bending his knees and taking hold of Poland's hips as he started moving back and forth in miniscule movements, eyes closed with a frown of concentration as the swings of his hips slowly grew wider, as Turkey felt himself starting to move in and out with each of Poland's forceful breaths. He stared into the ceiling and listened to the sounds they were making, Poland's panting and the rustling of the sheets under them, and the occasional squelching sound as Poland thrusted backwards and Turkey bucked his hips just so to meet him.

He didn't realise that he had closed his eyes until Poland stopped his movements. Turkey looked up at him and Poland looked down with lazy eyes, right hand stroking his own member as he breathed heavily. Their eyes remained locked as Poland shifted down onto his hands and knees again, and then down on his elbows as he leaned down and kissed Turkey. Turkey, meeting long since forgotten, wrapped his arms around him to keep him in place, meeting the teeth and tongue with his own as he pressed a hand against the small of Poland's back and drew his knees further up, and started thrusting. They fucked slowly into the kiss, Poland's lithe torso pressed against Turkey's broad chest and Poland's demanding tongue stroking the inside of Turkey's mouth.

The heat rose soon enough, as Poland started answering Turkey's shallow thrusts, and started moaning into his mouth with every heavy stroke. Turkey was just considering flipping them over when three sharp knocks on the door broke the mood efficiently. Poland sat up with a start and Turkey let go of him, and they both stared at the door to the room that remained closed, even as the knocking continued.

"Poland! Poland, are you there?"

Poland breathed in audible relief as Lithuania's muffled voice bled through the wood.

"Poland? The meeting is starting! You shouldn't be skipping. Are you there? Poland!"

They kept their eyes on the door for another minute, but Lithuania appeared to either have given up, or decided that Poland was elsewhere after all. When they finally turned back, Poland only shrugged.

"Does he always fetch you for meetings?"

"He's such a worrywart. And hey, weren't you totally going there, anyway?"

Turkey answered with a buck of his hips, and Poland gasped, giggled, and leaned forward to take a hold of the headboard of the bed as he rose to his knees and back down with in a firm movement. A hitch of pleasure made its way into his voice as he set a fast, certain pace.

"I know," he said with a blissful smile, "this is totally better."

Turkey contented himself with folding his arms under his head as Poland rode him, moaning audibly every time Turkey went in to the hilt.

"So," he asked after a couple of minutes, "is it living up to the gossip?"

Poland smiled even with his eyes closed. "Yeah. Yeah, it to -" another hitches breath, "totally is." he sat back with an extra hard stroke, moaned loudly, and moved faster as he started a quiet chanting of yes, yes, good, oh, and came with a shriek.

"You sound like a girl," Turkey informed him as Poland melted down against his chest once against, breathing heavily against his neck.

"I'm totally better," Poland muttered blissfully, and Turkey brought down his arms to fold over him as he started shifting his hips again. Poland remained boneless on top of him.

"Hey, aren't you going to help a fellow out here?"

"Help yourself," Poland said, "I've helped you plenty already."

Turkey grasped him tightly and slipped out of him as he rolled them over, and Poland only smiled lazily as he lay sprawled beneath him with his legs spread and his arms open.

It was immensly satisfying to lift his hips for a better angle as Turkey pressed into him again and started fucking him roughly, chasing his own orgasm as Poland's arms wound tightly around his neck and Poland giggled into his ear, teasing idiocies about impatience and forceful macho and that huge prick on him. Turkey did his best to ignore that part of it as he felt it closing in, as he closed his eyes and rose his torso for a better angle as he thrusted harder, faster, barely aware of his own voice moaning in pleasure until he roared.

It was a few seconds until he became aware once more, lying on top of Poland's smaller body and feeling himself slipping out with semen and lube. He closed his eyes and remained motionless, basking in the particular satisfaction of an excellent fuck until Poland shifted beneath him.

"Like, you're heavy."

Turkey, always the gentleman, pushed himself off with a smile at the sound he made as he pulled out of Poland's arse, and fell down on his back beside him. Poland stretched languidly, and turned over on his side with a self-satisfied smile.

"So, was that better than listening to China talk about his wheat production or what?"

"Don't fish for compliemnts."

Poland giggled and lifted the hand where his wristwatch was still on. "Well, we're only fiftee minutes late. You can totally make it for France's part if you hurry. Make a good impression on the Union, or whatever."

Turkey considered that, and then he considered Poland's naked body beside him.

"I'm going to shower anyway," he said meaningfully, and Poland grinned.

"Then I should totally help you wash."

HOT! I think I <3 this pairing, anon!

Ugh two of my favorite characters.....

This is fabulous. Thank you for sharing, anon!!! <3 <3

I'm glad there were no secret feelings or something. Sometimes sex is just sex. And I love me some casual sex >_>...Very hot, including the pairing choice. Manry man and girly man lol.

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