"I definitely think this looks better between your lips than it did around your neck," Finland said sweetly, pressing his thumb against silk and brushing his lips over Sweden's ear. "Don't you agree, Sweden?"
Sweden murmured muffled agreement around his gag, tongue wetting the silk of the tie that had been a gift from one queen or another. He splayed his hands on Finland's hips and tugged him into his lap, letting his cock answer what his lips could not.
"I'll take that as a yes!" Finland laughed, pinched Sweden's nipple, tugged on the gag, pulled it so tight Sweden could feel it cut into his cheeks before loosening his hold and kissing the silk bitten corners of Sweden's mouth.
Finland licked the edge of his jaw, dipped his tongue into the divot of his throat and sunk his teeth into the firm swell of Sweden's arm, worrying skin and muscle until it was stinging red and Sweden was groaning, cock slipping between the heat of Finland's thighs with each jerk of his hips.
"Hmmm," Finland considered, sitting astride Sweden's waist and dragging his nails down Sweden's chest, face painted with that innocent smile that always made Sweden want to pin Finland down and stroke his cock until he came all over Finland's wicked grin. Finland winked and wriggled in his lap, "The real question is, what should we do with my tie? Any suggestions?"
Sweden grunted and glared, slapped Finland's ass with the palm of his hand and tried to get Finland to shift just ever so slightly forward so they could rub their cocks together, but Finland just laughed and shook his head.
"No suggestions? Well, I guess we'll just have to go with whatever I come up with!" Finland said as he pushed off Sweden and off the bed to dig his tie from the pile of abandoned clothes. Finland brandished his new prize like a whip, his face flushed with pleasure when he climbed back on the bed and licked a hot, wet, trail from Sweden's wrist to the tip of his fingers to make his intentions impossibly clear. Finland touched his smile to Sweden's mouth, nibbled the edge of his gag and murmured, "Okay?"
Sweden swallowed, the silk of his impromptu gag getting slicker with each second that Finland looked at him like that--patient, trusting, and heavy with anticipation. He put his arms above his head and nodded, arching into Finland's careful touch as he bound Sweden's hands together with two loops of his favorite blue tie.
Finland kissed his wrists, kissed his cheeks and the corners of his eyes, whispered to him, "I think this one looks better this way, too."
Sweden flexed his fingers, arched his hips and hoped that Finland could hear the desire in his muffled groans, that Finland could feel what he wanted in his wet press of his cock against Finland's thigh and in the slow spreading of his legs. Finland dragged his thumbs down Sweden's jaw, rubbed his fingers over the tie in his mouth and splayed his hands flat on his chest, holding Sweden in place while he sucked on his nipples. Sweden desperately wished he could use his hands when Finland dipped his tongue into his navel and whispered filthy things in the voice he used first thing in the morning and last thing at night because he knew what it did to Sweden to hear, "If we had one more tie, I'd cover your eyes. If we had two more, I'd tie your ankles to the bed and lick you until came," said the same way Finland said "I love you."
Finland peered at him from between his legs, chin propped on Sweden's hip and his lips so close to Sweden's cock he could feel the hot rush of his breath against his shaft when Finland murmured, "If you promise to be good and keep as still as possible, I'll do that even without the ties."
This is hot hot hot, A!A! I love how you're writing Finland - a little teasing, a sense of humor, and confidence. It's lovely, and I reeeeally can't wait to see where it goes!
Sweden couldn't speak, couldn't do more than clench his hands against the pillow and push his legs apart, bending his knees to show Finland that he could take anything he wanted, that at this moment there wasn't an order he could give that Sweden wouldn't follow. Finland smiled and kissed the head of his cock, ran his tongue through the wetness on the tip and then down the length of his shaft, a single point of contact until Finland reached the heavy hang of his balls. Sweden struggled to keep his hips from arching forward, tried to keep his traitorous body from chasing the heat of Finland's mouth when Finland sucked on his thigh and splayed his hands beneath Sweden's knees, pushing them up until Sweden was spread and open, panting against his gag and straining to be still.
Finland licked him slowly, teased him with his tongue pressed flat against his balls and then against his ass. Sweden turned his head and shouted a curse that was rendered null and void by the silk that bound his words when Finland's finger pushed inside, just enough to torment while Finland kissed the base of his cock and made filthy little noises of pleasure. Sweat beaded on his forehead and his leg shook as Finland slipped his tongue inside, fingers pulling Sweden apart to make way for the wickedness of Finland's lips and tongue making him wet and ready.
"I could finger you until you came," Finland said in a rush, biting Sweden's thigh and running an idle hand over his cock, "But I think I'd rather feel how tight and hot you are when you come around my cock."
Sweden's hips jerk and Finland bit him again, hot laughter spilling from the lips that parted over his ass once more, a taunting and delicious flick and press of tongue inside Sweden's body. Sweden murmured and demanded and begged, even though the gag made it impossible for him to say what he wanted, how much he needed Finland to fuck him.
"Shhh, I know what you want." Finland promised, kissing his way up Sweden's cock. Sweden nodded, bit down on the gag and rolled his hips. Finland's fingers slipped from his ass while Finland smiled at Sweden and murmured, "After all, I've been listening to everything you don't say for centuries."
Finland lowered Sweden's knees to the bed, rubbed a soothing hand up his calf and under his thigh as he smiled and settled between Sweden's legs, reaching into the bedside table for the lube. Sweden watched with greedy eyes as Finland stroked his cock until it was slick and ready. Finland bent to kiss his wrists, to kiss the gag and lick Sweden's lips, whispering, "When you come, I'm going to kiss you until you can't breathe."
Sweden held his gaze and nodded, biting down on the tie and thinking of the sweetness of Finland's kiss as he felt the slow, heavy press of Finland's cock into his ass, stretching him inch by inch until Finland was flush against him. Finland moaned and snapped his hips, arms bracketed on either side of Sweden's head trembling as Sweden arched into the rough, aggressive thrusts so he could take Finland deep and hard. Finland touched his bound hands, pressed his mouth to Sweden's and breathed hot and wet into the silk that Sweden had ruined. Sweden rubbed his cock against Finland's stomach, stole friction and touch with each filthy slip and slide of Finland's cock into his body, chasing the spiraling tightness of pleasure that burned hot in his chest.
I know this is a bit late, but I agree with OP, that line, "After all, I've been listening to everything you don't say for centuries." made my heart melt, and this is over all a beautifully written and lovely fanfiction. I especially appreciated how you made it all so consensual and in character /with/ Tino topping. It was absolutely wonderful.
"This might be crazy," Finland slurred against Sweden's mouth, "But I miss the sound of your voice. You always sound so hot for me when I'm fucking you."
Sweden grunted and wrapped his legs around Finland's waist, dragging him close and letting Finland push into him so hard the bed knocked against the wall. Finland pulled at the gag, ran his fingers over the knot at the back of Sweden's head and slipped a hand between their bodies to fist Sweden's cock.
"But you look so good like this, tied up and gagged and still begging," Finland murmured, jerking Sweden hard and faster, the bed still knock-knock-knocking against the wall, making all the noise that Sweden could not. Finland fucked him deeply, rocked into him with long, rough thrusts that bottomed out and left Sweden breathless with wanting. Finland scored his teeth over Sweden's jaw, bit into the cord of his shoulder and came with a groan, spilling into Sweden's aching body with Sweden's name on his lips.
Sweden closed his eyes and clenched his ass around the hard press of Finland's cock, rolled his hips and came with a hot thick rush over the slide of Finland's fingers.
And when Finland unwound the tie from around his head, freed Sweden's mouth and returned to him the ability to speak, Sweden held his tongue and took Finland's instead, kissing Finland until his lips were swollen red and his cock was hard again.
...enjoyed is an understatement. I really really like this. I like how even with Sweden unable to speak, you managed to do a lot of characterization. I loved the little bits of humor and sweetness, and of course, it's ridiculously hot.
Holy wow, that was amazing. Hot, beautiful and really, really sweet. I love how there was laughter and humor present in their lovemaking - so many people forget it and that easily makes sex scenes turn dull and repetitive when you read them. This was simply flawless.
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Finland/Sweden - bondage
(Anonymous) 2012-12-25 05:26 pm (UTC)(link)Re: Finland/Sweden - bondage
(Anonymous) 2012-12-25 06:24 pm (UTC)(link)Re: Finland/Sweden - bondage
(Anonymous) 2012-12-26 11:04 pm (UTC)(link)Hold Your Tongue, 1
(Anonymous) 2012-12-26 11:06 pm (UTC)(link)Sweden murmured muffled agreement around his gag, tongue wetting the silk of the tie that had been a gift from one queen or another. He splayed his hands on Finland's hips and tugged him into his lap, letting his cock answer what his lips could not.
"I'll take that as a yes!" Finland laughed, pinched Sweden's nipple, tugged on the gag, pulled it so tight Sweden could feel it cut into his cheeks before loosening his hold and kissing the silk bitten corners of Sweden's mouth.
Finland licked the edge of his jaw, dipped his tongue into the divot of his throat and sunk his teeth into the firm swell of Sweden's arm, worrying skin and muscle until it was stinging red and Sweden was groaning, cock slipping between the heat of Finland's thighs with each jerk of his hips.
"Hmmm," Finland considered, sitting astride Sweden's waist and dragging his nails down Sweden's chest, face painted with that innocent smile that always made Sweden want to pin Finland down and stroke his cock until he came all over Finland's wicked grin. Finland winked and wriggled in his lap, "The real question is, what should we do with my tie? Any suggestions?"
Sweden grunted and glared, slapped Finland's ass with the palm of his hand and tried to get Finland to shift just ever so slightly forward so they could rub their cocks together, but Finland just laughed and shook his head.
"No suggestions? Well, I guess we'll just have to go with whatever I come up with!" Finland said as he pushed off Sweden and off the bed to dig his tie from the pile of abandoned clothes. Finland brandished his new prize like a whip, his face flushed with pleasure when he climbed back on the bed and licked a hot, wet, trail from Sweden's wrist to the tip of his fingers to make his intentions impossibly clear. Finland touched his smile to Sweden's mouth, nibbled the edge of his gag and murmured, "Okay?"
Sweden swallowed, the silk of his impromptu gag getting slicker with each second that Finland looked at him like that--patient, trusting, and heavy with anticipation. He put his arms above his head and nodded, arching into Finland's careful touch as he bound Sweden's hands together with two loops of his favorite blue tie.
Finland kissed his wrists, kissed his cheeks and the corners of his eyes, whispered to him, "I think this one looks better this way, too."
Sweden flexed his fingers, arched his hips and hoped that Finland could hear the desire in his muffled groans, that Finland could feel what he wanted in his wet press of his cock against Finland's thigh and in the slow spreading of his legs. Finland dragged his thumbs down Sweden's jaw, rubbed his fingers over the tie in his mouth and splayed his hands flat on his chest, holding Sweden in place while he sucked on his nipples. Sweden desperately wished he could use his hands when Finland dipped his tongue into his navel and whispered filthy things in the voice he used first thing in the morning and last thing at night because he knew what it did to Sweden to hear, "If we had one more tie, I'd cover your eyes. If we had two more, I'd tie your ankles to the bed and lick you until came," said the same way Finland said "I love you."
Finland peered at him from between his legs, chin propped on Sweden's hip and his lips so close to Sweden's cock he could feel the hot rush of his breath against his shaft when Finland murmured, "If you promise to be good and keep as still as possible, I'll do that even without the ties."
OP
(Anonymous) 2012-12-26 11:38 pm (UTC)(link)This is hot hot hot, A!A! I love how you're writing Finland - a little teasing, a sense of humor, and confidence. It's lovely, and I reeeeally can't wait to see where it goes!
Thank you so much! <3
Hold Your Tongue, 2
(Anonymous) 2012-12-26 11:29 pm (UTC)(link)Finland licked him slowly, teased him with his tongue pressed flat against his balls and then against his ass. Sweden turned his head and shouted a curse that was rendered null and void by the silk that bound his words when Finland's finger pushed inside, just enough to torment while Finland kissed the base of his cock and made filthy little noises of pleasure. Sweat beaded on his forehead and his leg shook as Finland slipped his tongue inside, fingers pulling Sweden apart to make way for the wickedness of Finland's lips and tongue making him wet and ready.
"I could finger you until you came," Finland said in a rush, biting Sweden's thigh and running an idle hand over his cock, "But I think I'd rather feel how tight and hot you are when you come around my cock."
Sweden's hips jerk and Finland bit him again, hot laughter spilling from the lips that parted over his ass once more, a taunting and delicious flick and press of tongue inside Sweden's body. Sweden murmured and demanded and begged, even though the gag made it impossible for him to say what he wanted, how much he needed Finland to fuck him.
"Shhh, I know what you want." Finland promised, kissing his way up Sweden's cock. Sweden nodded, bit down on the gag and rolled his hips. Finland's fingers slipped from his ass while Finland smiled at Sweden and murmured, "After all, I've been listening to everything you don't say for centuries."
Finland lowered Sweden's knees to the bed, rubbed a soothing hand up his calf and under his thigh as he smiled and settled between Sweden's legs, reaching into the bedside table for the lube. Sweden watched with greedy eyes as Finland stroked his cock until it was slick and ready. Finland bent to kiss his wrists, to kiss the gag and lick Sweden's lips, whispering, "When you come, I'm going to kiss you until you can't breathe."
Sweden held his gaze and nodded, biting down on the tie and thinking of the sweetness of Finland's kiss as he felt the slow, heavy press of Finland's cock into his ass, stretching him inch by inch until Finland was flush against him. Finland moaned and snapped his hips, arms bracketed on either side of Sweden's head trembling as Sweden arched into the rough, aggressive thrusts so he could take Finland deep and hard. Finland touched his bound hands, pressed his mouth to Sweden's and breathed hot and wet into the silk that Sweden had ruined. Sweden rubbed his cock against Finland's stomach, stole friction and touch with each filthy slip and slide of Finland's cock into his body, chasing the spiraling tightness of pleasure that burned hot in his chest.
OP
(Anonymous) 2012-12-26 11:43 pm (UTC)(link)This is great, A!A. It's just... it's sexy, it's absolutely wonderful, and I really really liked this line:
"After all, I've been listening to everything you don't say for centuries."
It just added the perfect touch of sweetness.
Re: Hold Your Tongue, 2
(Anonymous) 2012-12-29 03:56 pm (UTC)(link)Hold Your Tongue, 3
(Anonymous) 2012-12-26 11:40 pm (UTC)(link)Sweden grunted and wrapped his legs around Finland's waist, dragging him close and letting Finland push into him so hard the bed knocked against the wall. Finland pulled at the gag, ran his fingers over the knot at the back of Sweden's head and slipped a hand between their bodies to fist Sweden's cock.
"But you look so good like this, tied up and gagged and still begging," Finland murmured, jerking Sweden hard and faster, the bed still knock-knock-knocking against the wall, making all the noise that Sweden could not. Finland fucked him deeply, rocked into him with long, rough thrusts that bottomed out and left Sweden breathless with wanting. Finland scored his teeth over Sweden's jaw, bit into the cord of his shoulder and came with a groan, spilling into Sweden's aching body with Sweden's name on his lips.
Sweden closed his eyes and clenched his ass around the hard press of Finland's cock, rolled his hips and came with a hot thick rush over the slide of Finland's fingers.
And when Finland unwound the tie from around his head, freed Sweden's mouth and returned to him the ability to speak, Sweden held his tongue and took Finland's instead, kissing Finland until his lips were swollen red and his cock was hard again.
~~
End. OP, I hope you enjoyed.
OP
(Anonymous) 2012-12-26 11:46 pm (UTC)(link)Thank you for an awesome fill, A!A! <3
Re: Hold Your Tongue, 3
(Anonymous) 2012-12-27 09:35 am (UTC)(link)Re: Hold Your Tongue, 3
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