A sly grin crossed Finland’s face and he pushed Sweden’s leg back to the bed. “ I could. But I don’t think I will.”
Sweden stared at him, surprised and Finland smirked.
“No, I’ve got a better idea. How about you fuck yourself and I sit here and watch. And do you afterwards of course,” Finland purred.
Sweden couldn’t repress the shudder of anticipation that ran through his body at the thought. “You’re going to have to grab some stuff for me though. Can’t walk in these boots,” he said, looking at the bureau where they stored their toys.
Finland burst out laughing. “Really Berwald. Are those women’s boots then?”
“Course.” replied Sweden. “I don’t think they make boots like this for men, at least not that I saw. Stilettos. Never again. I almost broke my neck walking from the closet.”
“I’ll make it worth your while,” Finland promised and Sweden wanted to get up and pull Finland into another kiss but he had already gotten up and was digging through a drawer for lube and a dildo. Eventually he found the one he wanted and moved back to the bed, offering up the objects to Sweden who took them and Finland moved back towards the foot of the bed and sat back, watching Sweden’s every move with heated eyes.
Sweden had already popped open the lube and had his fingers coated. He had large hands and made good use of them, slipping one, two then three fingers into himself and thrusting, spreading himself open for Finland’s gaze. His other hand was around his cock, gently teasing himself, not providing enough pressure to actually come, but putting everything into giving a good show. It didn’t take him long to replace his fingers with the dildo and seek out that spot that made his toes curl and his chest heave, the boots sliding across the covers as he tried to brace himself.
Finland at the foot of the bed, was feeling his restraint creak every time Sweden bucked his hips and moaned, the noises making the room so much hotter. His eyes were locked between Sweden’s thighs, loving the sight of Sweden pleasuring himself so thoroughly for him. It was beautiful but eventually it became too much for him to bear. He couldn’t wait anymore.
“New plan Sve,” Finland choked out and he flung himself onto Sweden, pushing his hand away from his cock and after a moment’s hesitation, he pulled the dildo out with a slick noise to hastily place on the bedside table. “I’m fucking you right now.”
Sweden’s response was to spread his legs even farther and nod, a hint of a smirk curling across his lips as if he was almost proud of himself. Finland didn’t need anymore convincing. Underwear was yanked off and he snatched for the lube and slathered some on his cock before tossing it who knew where. The height difference didn’t make it easy for him scramble between Sweden’s legs and haul them over his shoulder, forcing Sweden to practically bend in half but both of them were too eager to care.
If Finland had been able to, he would have paused to enjoy the sight of Sweden desperate for him, his beautiful legs over his shoulders, the black leather contrasting so well with his pale thighs and red cock and the flush that seemed to infuse his entire body.
Instead he lined up his cock and pushed into Sweden in one smooth motion, both of them grimacing with pleasure at the connection of their bodies.
Finland didn’t wait to move, wrapping his arms around Sweden’s thighs to get a better grip, allowing him to set a hard pace, making Sweden throw his head back and moan, adding to the sounds of Finland’s heavy breathing and the slide of his cock.
Neither were going to last long so Finland threw himself into it, almost heedless of Sweden’s pleasure except that he did sort of try to aim for that certain spot but more than anything he wanted to fuck Sweden into the bed, rub him raw and make him scream for wearing those gorgeous boots. Sweden reached down and tried to grab at his cock again, but Finland shook his head no and pushed deeper, signaling to him to stop. Sweden huffed but obeyed, digging one hand into the covers, the other clenched into a fist that he crushed into his collarbone and pressed back under the blissful onslaught. Far too soon, the heat and tightness of Sweden, his smell, his bulk, his voice was too much for Finland and the waves of pleasure were overwhelming him. He dug his fingers into the leather and buried himself into Sweden and came hard, cursing softly as his body and mind turned itself inside out.
For a second, Finland held himself there and pressed his face into the black leather, eyes closed and mind blank but Sweden shifted against his shoulder and he came back to see his lover looking at him with desperate eyes, his cock hot and heavy between his legs, arms still tightly held to the sides, shaking slightly. Quickly, Finland shifted Sweden’s legs from his shoulders and pulled out, dragging out a soft moan and sunk down between his thighs to take his cock into his mouth and bring him to completion, teasing and licking until Sweden put his hands onto his head weakly trying to knock him away, overwhelmed.
All the exhaustion that Finland had felt suddenly came rushing back as the air cooled around them and he wanted nothing more than to curl up to Sweden and refuse to move for the next few years. Instead he carefully extricated himself from Sweden’s legs and crawled to his side to flop down on the bed, snuggling close and running his hand up and down his chest, eager to give a sweeter touch after being rough. Eventually Sweden’s breathing came back under his control and he reached out to take Finland’s hand in his own.
“Berwald?” Finland asked quietly. “How did you know that I liked thigh high boots?”
“Saw your search history on the computer. Saw you looking at those models and stuff. So I decided to surprise you,” Sweden mumbled, tired. “It worked I assume.”
Finland chuckled and burrowed closer, tucking himself under his chin and wrapping his arms around Sweden’s chest. “It did surprise me. And I like them a lot.”
“You can borrow them if you want to sometime, wouldn’t be surprised if they fit you better” Sweden offered, ulterior motive blatantly obvious.
“I just might have to take you up on that.”
The End.
I hope the OP likes this. I'm a bit out of writing practice but I tried to make it hot. XD
OP likes this very much. It was very well written and you succeeded in making it hot, I assure you. I love the SuFin (FinSu, whatever) characterization you have and the little relationship fluff you put at the end was a very nice touch indeed. This was very very good quality smut XD
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Re: Any/Any - Thigh highs/boots
(Anonymous) 2013-01-21 03:22 pm (UTC)(link)Sweden stared at him, surprised and Finland smirked.
“No, I’ve got a better idea. How about you fuck yourself and I sit here and watch. And do you afterwards of course,” Finland purred.
Sweden couldn’t repress the shudder of anticipation that ran through his body at the thought. “You’re going to have to grab some stuff for me though. Can’t walk in these boots,” he said, looking at the bureau where they stored their toys.
Finland burst out laughing. “Really Berwald. Are those women’s boots then?”
“Course.” replied Sweden. “I don’t think they make boots like this for men, at least not that I saw. Stilettos. Never again. I almost broke my neck walking from the closet.”
“I’ll make it worth your while,” Finland promised and Sweden wanted to get up and pull Finland into another kiss but he had already gotten up and was digging through a drawer for lube and a dildo. Eventually he found the one he wanted and moved back to the bed, offering up the objects to Sweden who took them and Finland moved back towards the foot of the bed and sat back, watching Sweden’s every move with heated eyes.
Sweden had already popped open the lube and had his fingers coated. He had large hands and made good use of them, slipping one, two then three fingers into himself and thrusting, spreading himself open for Finland’s gaze. His other hand was around his cock, gently teasing himself, not providing enough pressure to actually come, but putting everything into giving a good show. It didn’t take him long to replace his fingers with the dildo and seek out that spot that made his toes curl and his chest heave, the boots sliding across the covers as he tried to brace himself.
Finland at the foot of the bed, was feeling his restraint creak every time Sweden bucked his hips and moaned, the noises making the room so much hotter. His eyes were locked between Sweden’s thighs, loving the sight of Sweden pleasuring himself so thoroughly for him. It was beautiful but eventually it became too much for him to bear. He couldn’t wait anymore.
“New plan Sve,” Finland choked out and he flung himself onto Sweden, pushing his hand away from his cock and after a moment’s hesitation, he pulled the dildo out with a slick noise to hastily place on the bedside table. “I’m fucking you right now.”
Sweden’s response was to spread his legs even farther and nod, a hint of a smirk curling across his lips as if he was almost proud of himself. Finland didn’t need anymore convincing. Underwear was yanked off and he snatched for the lube and slathered some on his cock before tossing it who knew where. The height difference didn’t make it easy for him scramble between Sweden’s legs and haul them over his shoulder, forcing Sweden to practically bend in half but both of them were too eager to care.
If Finland had been able to, he would have paused to enjoy the sight of Sweden desperate for him, his beautiful legs over his shoulders, the black leather contrasting so well with his pale thighs and red cock and the flush that seemed to infuse his entire body.
Instead he lined up his cock and pushed into Sweden in one smooth motion, both of them grimacing with pleasure at the connection of their bodies.
Finland didn’t wait to move, wrapping his arms around Sweden’s thighs to get a better grip, allowing him to set a hard pace, making Sweden throw his head back and moan, adding to the sounds of Finland’s heavy breathing and the slide of his cock.
Re: Any/Any - Thigh highs/boots
(Anonymous) 2013-01-21 03:23 pm (UTC)(link)For a second, Finland held himself there and pressed his face into the black leather, eyes closed and mind blank but Sweden shifted against his shoulder and he came back to see his lover looking at him with desperate eyes, his cock hot and heavy between his legs, arms still tightly held to the sides, shaking slightly. Quickly, Finland shifted Sweden’s legs from his shoulders and pulled out, dragging out a soft moan and sunk down between his thighs to take his cock into his mouth and bring him to completion, teasing and licking until Sweden put his hands onto his head weakly trying to knock him away, overwhelmed.
All the exhaustion that Finland had felt suddenly came rushing back as the air cooled around them and he wanted nothing more than to curl up to Sweden and refuse to move for the next few years. Instead he carefully extricated himself from Sweden’s legs and crawled to his side to flop down on the bed, snuggling close and running his hand up and down his chest, eager to give a sweeter touch after being rough. Eventually Sweden’s breathing came back under his control and he reached out to take Finland’s hand in his own.
“Berwald?” Finland asked quietly. “How did you know that I liked thigh high boots?”
“Saw your search history on the computer. Saw you looking at those models and stuff. So I decided to surprise you,” Sweden mumbled, tired. “It worked I assume.”
Finland chuckled and burrowed closer, tucking himself under his chin and wrapping his arms around Sweden’s chest. “It did surprise me. And I like them a lot.”
“You can borrow them if you want to sometime, wouldn’t be surprised if they fit you better” Sweden offered, ulterior motive blatantly obvious.
“I just might have to take you up on that.”
The End.
I hope the OP likes this. I'm a bit out of writing practice but I tried to make it hot. XD
Re: Any/Any - Thigh highs/boots
(Anonymous) 2013-01-21 07:44 pm (UTC)(link)OP
(Anonymous) 2013-01-23 01:29 am (UTC)(link)