The brunet opened his mouth and attempted to call out to Prussia, but his train of thought came to an abrupt, crashing halt the moment he felt his partner's cock brush against his prostate.
"T-There-!" Austria managed in the torrent of sensations. "R-Right there, Gilbert, now-!"
For once, Prussia nodded his head and continued to thrust into Austria, making sure to angle himself so that he hit that spot with each roll of his hips. He forced his eyes open and took in the image of his partner below him, and felt heat and pressure coil in his stomach.
"F-Fuck, Roderich, I'm so close!" The white haired nation hissed through grit teeth. His cock ached with the urge to release, to fill Austria with everything he had and then some, but even knowing that his partner had come once before him, he couldn't bring himself to let go just yet. Moving his hand to Austria's cock, the Prussian stroked him in time with his thrusts, each one punctuated by both nations' frenzied moans.
Austria comes first, his hot seed spilling over his partner's hand and stomach, Prussia following suit with the sudden change of muscles tightening all around him. Prussia arched his back, pushing himself the deepest he could into the brunet and stays in place, riding out his climax until the blissful high subsides.
Panting, his shoulders heaving, and still half-clothed, Prussia clumsily backs up and flops himself into the chair next to the desk. He is unsurprised that, after a moment to catch his breath, Austria slips off of the desk and went about gathering his clothes to redress himself.
"Heh. Always so modest, even after I just got done screwing your brains out." Prussia gave a weak smile as Austria pulled his pants back on.
The brunet was in the middle of fixing his belt when he remembered something, and after taking a few steps, knelt into the chair Prussia was sitting in.
"Again? Damn, Roderich, give me a second-"
Austria interrupted Prussia with a soft kiss, then reached up and snatched away the pen that was still tucked behind his partner's ear.
"What the- hey!" Prussia objected, trying to stand, but between being pinned down by Austria and being utterly spent from such an intense bout of sex, only managed to kick his feet out against the floor in protest.
Austria's violet eyes glinted mischievously behind his glasses and he pushed Prussia back into the chair. Backing up, he turned and retrieved the stack of papers from his desk, retreating into a room less occupied. "If you don't mind, I'll see to my paperwork now." He offered over his shoulder, mimicking the smug smile Prussia often threw his way with amazing accuracy.
Stunned and begrudgingly impressed, Prussia relaxed in the chair and allowed Austria to leave. Since it's unawesome of me to lose, I think I'll call this one a tie. You can't lose if you both won, right?
Grinning, Prussia stood from the chair and pulled his pants on. Before leaving the room, he emptied his pockets of all the pens he had collected throughout Austria's house, leaving them all in a messy heap on the center of the desk.
Ta-dah~ Sorry for glaring errors, I'll fix them before I de-anon. I worked all day on this and wanted to show it, so I hope I didn't fall too flat on my ass as far as the prompt goes. orz
Oh my goodness that was hot. I love how it all started by a simple actual innocent brush of a quill and Gilbert stealing all of Roderichs pens just to annoy him is so so IC. The smut was fantastic and the little build up to it was great.
[i]'hope I didn't fall too flat on my ass as far as the prompt goes'[/i] I wouldnt say that A!A. While I was expecting more of a 'nation A plans this out before it starts happening' this is wonderful and fits the prompt as well.
I may start looking at some of the PruAus fills on here as well as fics elsewhere >n>
Amazing job, anon! I loved every bit. They're both so IC and the sex was hotter than hell *___* I'm looking forward for you to de-anon, it'd be great to be able to read more from you!
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I Held The Pen, He Wrote The Words [6/?]
(Anonymous) 2012-03-26 07:21 am (UTC)(link)"T-There-!" Austria managed in the torrent of sensations. "R-Right there, Gilbert, now-!"
For once, Prussia nodded his head and continued to thrust into Austria, making sure to angle himself so that he hit that spot with each roll of his hips. He forced his eyes open and took in the image of his partner below him, and felt heat and pressure coil in his stomach.
"F-Fuck, Roderich, I'm so close!" The white haired nation hissed through grit teeth. His cock ached with the urge to release, to fill Austria with everything he had and then some, but even knowing that his partner had come once before him, he couldn't bring himself to let go just yet. Moving his hand to Austria's cock, the Prussian stroked him in time with his thrusts, each one punctuated by both nations' frenzied moans.
Austria comes first, his hot seed spilling over his partner's hand and stomach, Prussia following suit with the sudden change of muscles tightening all around him. Prussia arched his back, pushing himself the deepest he could into the brunet and stays in place, riding out his climax until the blissful high subsides.
Panting, his shoulders heaving, and still half-clothed, Prussia clumsily backs up and flops himself into the chair next to the desk. He is unsurprised that, after a moment to catch his breath, Austria slips off of the desk and went about gathering his clothes to redress himself.
"Heh. Always so modest, even after I just got done screwing your brains out." Prussia gave a weak smile as Austria pulled his pants back on.
The brunet was in the middle of fixing his belt when he remembered something, and after taking a few steps, knelt into the chair Prussia was sitting in.
"Again? Damn, Roderich, give me a second-"
Austria interrupted Prussia with a soft kiss, then reached up and snatched away the pen that was still tucked behind his partner's ear.
"What the- hey!" Prussia objected, trying to stand, but between being pinned down by Austria and being utterly spent from such an intense bout of sex, only managed to kick his feet out against the floor in protest.
Austria's violet eyes glinted mischievously behind his glasses and he pushed Prussia back into the chair. Backing up, he turned and retrieved the stack of papers from his desk, retreating into a room less occupied. "If you don't mind, I'll see to my paperwork now." He offered over his shoulder, mimicking the smug smile Prussia often threw his way with amazing accuracy.
Stunned and begrudgingly impressed, Prussia relaxed in the chair and allowed Austria to leave. Since it's unawesome of me to lose, I think I'll call this one a tie. You can't lose if you both won, right?
Grinning, Prussia stood from the chair and pulled his pants on. Before leaving the room, he emptied his pockets of all the pens he had collected throughout Austria's house, leaving them all in a messy heap on the center of the desk.
Ta-dah~ Sorry for glaring errors, I'll fix them before I de-anon. I worked all day on this and wanted to show it, so I hope I didn't fall too flat on my ass as far as the prompt goes. orz
I Held The Pen, He Wrote The Words [6/6]
(Anonymous) 2012-03-26 07:28 am (UTC)(link)I blame my need to sleep. It's 2am here, but I really, REALLY wanted to finish this fic. Forgive me!
OP
(Anonymous) 2012-03-26 08:16 am (UTC)(link)[i]'hope I didn't fall too flat on my ass as far as the prompt goes'[/i] I wouldnt say that A!A. While I was expecting more of a 'nation A plans this out before it starts happening' this is wonderful and fits the prompt as well.
I may start looking at some of the PruAus fills on here as well as fics elsewhere >n>
Re: I Held The Pen, He Wrote The Words [6/?]
(Anonymous) 2012-03-26 03:10 pm (UTC)(link)Re: I Held The Pen, He Wrote The Words [6/?]
(Anonymous) 2012-03-27 04:46 pm (UTC)(link)I'm looking forward for you to de-anon, it'd be great to be able to read more from you!