Rumor Has It I'm The One You're Leaving Her For.
Summary: Gilbert has Elizaveta, so why is he coming onto Ludwig? Germancest.
Rating: M, Germancest.
One.
I always get dragged around by Bruder and his girlfriend. It's just awkward because I'm just there to be a third wheel and boost his confidence. Today, it's a romance movie, and all I wanted to do was stay home, read my book, and drink my coffee. 'No,' he said as he dragged me out the door, and now everyone's looking at the awkward guy all alone behind the couple who are practically getting it on in the theater. They must think I'm a pervert. He owes me. Deep in my thoughts, I never recognised my brother staring at me as he made out with his girlfriend, that's even more awkward!
I look at the screen, and I have to question why books and movies about romance get popular. It's never going to happen in real life. Why should I watch and enjoy some random couple's happiness when I don't know them? Why should they be happy while I have to watch my brother try to stick his tongue down his girlfriend's throat? This is ridiculous; everyone around me is bawling their eyes out for a girl who just got dumped by a sleaze-bag boyfriend that was obviously cheating on her. How is this a decent storyline? I wish Bruder would have chosen that superhero movie; those movies don't bug me because they're supposed to be extremely out of proportion.
"Hey!" Bruder hisses at me.
"Ja?" I reply blankly.
"Let's go, I'm about to get some, ke-se-se-se, worth the dumb movie in my eyes." He rants as he stands up. No wonder we always sit in the back of theaters.
"Ok," I shuffle to the end of the row of seats.
"Oh, and you're driving; I'm gonna be busy." He smirks as he guides his girl out of the theater. Maybe if it weren't for my brother's douche-bag attitude, I would have a girl of my own... Probably not...
"Well, even if I said 'no,' you'd still take care of your business." I mutter under my breath.
"Ja, it'd be fun!"
"Nein, it's my car, you jerk." I remind as we walk towards a silver Saab, excellent condition.
"I wish you'd get the pole out of your ass. The car's not even German, so wreck the shit and sue the other person for fucking up your car and buy a goddamn Benz!" He complains.
"I'll get one when you grow up." I sigh as I slip into the car's driver seat. I watch the rear-view mirror to see if Gilbert and his girlfriend are in the car. "Seat-belts?"
"If they're not for bondage, then no. Don't you know anything?" He retorts as he kisses his girlfriend.
"You really are thinking of doing it in my car." I turn to the windshield, start the engine, and then start to head home.
"Ahh~, Gil." I can hear her muffled moans.
"Mmmm, Liz." This is more than awkward. He's trying to turn me into a sick pervert! "Hey, Ludwig, open this for me; I can't get it." He hands me a little plastic square; I don't get the chance to examine it until the stop light. When I recognize what it is, my face burns red, and he laughs at me, as I nervously open the condom wrapper. "For someone who's a virgin, you're pretty good at opening these; maybe, you should start a business."
"Gil, I need you, now." She hisses at him; I can feel a lump in my throat form, my mouth going dry.
"Ja, give me a second." I can see them from the rear-view mirror, and sadly, I can't tell you that I wasn't aroused. Then more sounds emit from the backseat, sexual sounds, and I have never been happier to pull into the driveway of the house. "Oh, Ludwig? Leave your car unlocked; I have to finish up."
"Don't make a mess." That's all I can say?
"We won't; it just may smell like stale awesomeness and sex tomorrow." I have to get a new car, now, but that can wait. I can feel my pants getting uncomfortably tight at the sight of her shirt pushed up to her armpits, her underwear bouncing on one of her ankles, and how red her face is, as she moans his name, is just too hot. I make my way to the house, inconspicuously, hopefully. Once in the house, I hastily make my way to my bedroom to relieve my temporary stress. After I've closed my door, my pants just fly off, and my boxers do as they please as I lean on my bed against the wall. I don't normally do this. I don't watch porn, but who would need to if their brothers kept having sex in their car as they were driving? A blush crawls across my face as I grip my arousal and relieve myself of all of today's events. After I've completely relieved myself to the thoughts of her being with me instead of my brother, I take a shower to clean off the smell of sweat and other things.
All I really wanted to do today was read and drink my coffee...
A/N: I'm not an expert with Germancest, so tips and pointers would be greatly appreciated. I hope I am able to write up to your standards. Please review/critique.
~FromPrussiaWithLove