Yes, is truth or dare! featuring gil (prussia), luddy (germany), feli (sicily) and mari (sardinia)! fyi, marisol HATES ludwig like lovino. i told you their personalities were the same! also, feli and mari and sisters. gilbert + marisol and ludwig +feliciana and so on...you get what the relations are. btw, im going to stop mentioning things like this because im sure that most of you are getting it all by now. also, in this fic no one is dating. just crushes here and there...if ya know what i mean :D story -
"Hey West!" Prussia yelled. "Let's play Truth or Dare!"
Germany turned his head away from his work on the computer screen and looked at his brother, whom was sprawled out on the floor behind him. "What?"
"Come on!" He whined. "I'm so bored..."
"Prussia I am afraid to play such games with you."
He turned and looked to see Sardinia leaning against the wall. Prussia jumped up and said, "WHERE DID YOU COME FROM?!"
"She's been here the whole time, silly!"
Germany immediately turned. "S-
sicily!"
She smiled. "Hi Germany!" He blushed some.
"So about that truth or dare game," Prussia started after collecting himself.
"Not gonna happen," Sardinia said flatly.
Sicily grabbed her sister's sleeve and pleaded to her, "Aww! Please sis? Can we? Please? It'll be fun!"
Sardinia looked at her sister and thought for a moment. She knew that Truth or Dare with that German bastard and his brother was the worst idea in the world, but she didn't like to see her sister disappointed. She sighed.
"Alright."
"Kesesesese~" a certain Prussian snickered.
"But only for you sis," Sardinia added quickly.
"Great; everyone gather round!" Prussia sat criss-cross on the ground and motioned for the others to do the same. Germany sat next to Prussia and Sicily sat next to him. Sardinia was in between Sicily and Prussia.
Prussia clapped his hand together. "Okay! West, truth or dare?" Sardinia was creeped out by the way that he emphasized the word "dare".
Germany was freaked out too. "Uh...truth."
"What is the strangest wet dream you've ever had?"
Germany's face was shock. That's all there is to it: complete shock as if he had just found out that his son was gay. So he was pretty shocked.
"Uh..."
"Well?" Prussia pressed. When Germany didn't answer, Prussia told him, "You can whisper it in my ear."
"Okay." Germany leaned over, his face red, and whispered his dirty little secret into his elder brother's ear. All the while a smile was forming on Prussia's face.
"Well then!" He said once Germany had finished. "That was sort of expected. But still, she's so innocent! I can't believe that-"
"Let's move on, shall we?" Sardinia said, sensing where the conversation was headed.
"Alright Sardinia," he turned to her, "since you're so eager, how about you go next? Truth or dare?"
"Pfft. Truth."
"Do you think I'm sexy?"
"...I'm not sure if I should answer that or not."
"Kesesesese~ You have to!"
Sardinia crossed her arms. "And if I refuse?"
Prussia crossed his arms too. "Then I shall stay at your house for a week whether I'm welcome or not, and for the entire time, I'm never going to wear a single article of clothing."
"Shit..." Knowing Prussia, nothing would be able to keep him out or away.
"So? Is the awesome me sexy?"
"...sure," she mumbled.
Prussia cupped his hand around his ear. "What was that?"
"Yeah," she said a little bit louder.
"I can't hear you!"
"Yes."
"Hm?"
"Yes, okay?!" Sardinia practically shouted. "You're extremely sexy!" She immediately covered her mouth, her eyes were wide. "You didn't hear that..."
"Kesesesese~ But I did! Haha, I knew no one could resist the awesome me!" He put his face right in front of hers. "Not even you, Sardinia," he whispered seductively. Her face was bright red.
When the weird Prussian pulled away from Sardinia, Sicily said excitedly, "My turn, my turn!"
"Okay, truth or dare?"
"Dare!" She smiled. "Let's make this interesting!"
"And interesting it shall be! Stick your hand down Germany's pants for 30 seconds and see what happens."
"Um...what?!" Germany and Sardinia said together. "You can't be serious!"
"Sicily, don't do it," Sardinia pleaded her sister.
Sicily looked at her. "But...it's a dare...and if I don't then Prussia will walk around our house for a week naked."
Sardinia waved her hand a little. "He was just messing with us."
"No I wasn't!" Prussia says.
They all ignored him. "What's the worst than can happen?" Sicily said with a smile.
'Damn,' Germany thought, 'the way she smiles about this...I'm getting hard already...'
"Should I answer that?"
"Sardinia, I'm going through this and there's nothing you can do to stop me!"
'Shit,' thought Germany.
Sicily scooted over a little bit more and undid his pants so she could slip her small hand in.
'Shit shit shit,' Germany frantically said to himself.
"Oh mein Gott, she's actually gonna do it!" Prussia said excitedly.
"Hey, I'm not going inside his boxers!" Sicily said. "Though I want too..." she mumbled.
Sicily slid her hand down in Germany's pants and gently placed her small delicate fingers on Germany's strong and well-built body. He closed his eyes and let out a breath he hasn't realized he had been holding.
"Ooh...it's big...is it supposed to be this hard? Or sticky?"
Sardinia's eyes were that of a demon. She was about ready to punch someone in the face. Hard. Prussia was trying so hard to hold back a laugh, partly because of Sardinia's reaction and partly because of the general situation.
"It just means he's happy," Prussia managed to say. Sardinia only got more pissed.
"You must be really happy, huh Germany?"
"Yes," Germany said plainly, avoiding eye contact. If he looked now and saw her cute face and her hand down his pants, he would surely cum.
"I DO BELIEVE IT'S BEEN 30 SECONDS!" Sardinia blurted out.
"Okay sis, no need to get upset." She gently slid her hand out if Germany's pants and looked at her hand, then put it in Prussia's face. "What's this? It's all clear and stuff."
Prussia smiled. "Pre-cum," he mumbled, pushing her fingers out of his face.
"What?"
"Nothing."
"Prussia," Sardinia started, trying extremely hard to keep her cool. "Truth? Or dare?" The way she said dare was almost demonic.
"Ha! Dare."
"In return for what you made poor Sicily do, now you must feel someone up for 30 seconds." She emphasized the word "you".
Prussia gave her a bored "really?" look but didn't say anything except "Alright." He turned towards Sardinia and grabbed her breasts. He started to massage them, and when Sardinia tried to push him away, he said, "Ah ah ah. It's a dare. I have to." He continued to massage and squeeze them, addicted to the look of pure vulnerability and submissiveness on Sardinia's blushing face.
"Brüder," Germany said. Prussia didn't acknowledge him.
"Brüder," he said a bit louder. Again, Prussia didn't acknowledge him.
Germany cleared his throat. "Brüder! You can stop now!"
Prussia turned his head. "Huh? Oh, right, right." He stopped rubbing her breasts and said, "Damn, they're bigger than I thought! What are they? C? D? I'm going with D."
"Sh-shut up..." she said, her face still red and vulnerable.
