It should have been quiet in the house at seven in the morning. Normally it was. Gilbert was usually always the first one up in the mornings. Castile and Arabela were usually not up until at least nine or ten. But this morning, things were not working in Gilbert's favor. Last night, the two Conquistadors had ganged up on him and he'd only just gotten away from them. That hadn't lasted long, though. Now they were looking for him. He watched from under the couch in the living room as the two Spaniards searched. They wore identical smirks, Castile wearing nothing but boxers and Arabela in one of Gil's long shirts. They were some damn good eye candy but Gilbert just wanted a small break. The two of them together were overwhelming even for the Awesome Gilbert Beilschmidt (though he'd never admit it to either of them). He loved his Spaniards, he really did, but Verdammt they were a trip and a half on the best of days.
"I wonder where our precioso Gil is~?" Arabela's voice reached his ears, sounding closer than it had before, making the albino pause from his wandering thoughts. They hadn't found him yet, but they were literally almost on top of him. They were standing in front of the couch, Castile with his arms crossed and Arabela with her hands on her hips.
"Pequeño amante, I do not know." The Spaniard replied. Gilbert was nearly distracted by the enticing view of Castile and Arabela's asses but quickly gathered his thoughts. He needed a distraction and quickly. He knew they weren't going to give up on their search for him and it would be just a matter of time before they found his hiding place. He needed a plan but right now, there was nothing that he could come up with that wouldn't reveal his hiding place to them and that wasn't what he wanted, at least not just yet.
A good chase added spice to the fun after all.
"Well, he's certainly making this muy interesante." Arabela commented, stretching slightly. The movement caused the shirt to lift slightly, showing an enticing glimpse of shapely leg and thigh. Gilbert grinned, enjoying his view for the moment. He would never get tired of looking at either of them, to be perfectly honest.
"Gilbert, we just want to have some fun, amor." Castile spoke, his voice dipping into a lower register. It nearly made the German sigh happily, that tone of voice but he held it back. He was not going to fall for that. They'd already had a lot of fun; he wasn't sure how much more he could take. Then suddenly, two pairs of dark green eyes were staring at him.
"There you are amante!" Arabela's cheerful voice might have been creepy paired with the smirking grin that was on her face but Gilbert knew her and he knew Castile. They would never really hurt him. He groaned as they reached under the couch to pull him out. He was as far back under the couch as he could get, which meant they couldn't quite reach him right away. He smirked at them, snickering just a bit. Then they finally managed to grab his arms and drag him out from under the couch. Castile hugged him from behind, while Arabela snuggled up to the front of him. The young woman giggled, seeming amused by the situation. "That was entertaining amor~!" she commented, green eyes glinting with mischief.
"Si, it was but I believe were in the middle of something, were we not?" Castile spoke, his voice practically purring into Gilbert's ear. Gilbert shivered slightly, just knowing that his reaction was amusing the hell out of both of them.
"We were?" Gilbert answered, grinning just a bit. Castile and Arabela laughed before dragging their prize back to their room, shutting and locking the door behind them.
Okay so, I got inspired with this by talking to a friend of mine while her Prussia was being harassed by a couple of Conquistadors. So this is what came of that. One shot for now, may continue later if the muse strikes me. Review and enjoy por favor~!