"Oh, you hit all the right keys!"
That's what Hungary heard while making dinner. She of course, decided to investigate. Hungary sneaked up to Austria's door, silently opening it. There, she saw her husband rubbing his erection against his piano.
"So staccato...Ja! C-Crescendo, yes!" His brown hair was slicked back with sweat and his face was bright red. "Don't decrescendo, don't!"
"Yes, that arpeggio was too good!" Austria gripped the piano tightly. "Uh, yes! Sharps, sharps! Don't do flats, sharps!"
Hungary watched in horror as her husband was clearly nearing his end. "Minor, minor, god I love those minor tones! Don't you dare decelerando! Oh, god, yes! Minor, minor! Oh, those sharps! God, I love your sleek dark mahogany body...that polished cherrywood... Oh, baby!" His breath was getting heavier and heavier. Hungary was slightly ashamed because she herself was getting a bit turned on.
"Captain, yes, captain!"
Hungary was incredibly confused now. Captain?
"Captain...Von Trapp, my heart is trapped in your body! My...My dick is trapped in you, Captain Von Trapp!"
Oh my god. Why the hell did I even marry this man?
"Shit...Shit! I can't...I love you, Captain! Oh, oh, oh~!" Austria came all over the side of the grand piano. Suddenly, he was on his knees, licking his own semen off of the piano.
"Mm...Captain...You pleased me, so I must please you, too, right?" Once Austria was done licking clean the piano, he started playing An Den Mond, speeding up as the song went on. He was grunting and moaning and licking his lips.
"Ah...Ah...Yes, yes~! Oh, baby...Oh, baby!"
Hungary couldn't help herself. She suddenly opened the door. "Roderich, I can't take watching you enjoy yourself with your piano. Fuck me on top of this piano right now!"
Austria grinned, getting up from his spot on the piano, pushing Hungary against the piano and lifting up her green frilly dress. He pulled down her wet panties, grabbing a condom and rolling it on. He suddenly pushed into her, gripping her chest and body while thrusting into her quickly.
"R-Roderich!" Hungary cried out with pleasure, grinding hard against him as he kept thrusting.
"Nn...Nn! Elizabeta...Mmph!"
Soon, she cried out, orgasming and arching her back. Not long after, his voice grew in intensity, crescendo-ing. He arched his back, coming hard into the condom. He gently pulled out, slipping the dirty off.
She pulled her panties back up, fixing her dress. "Vell...I ought to keep making dinner."
Austria nodded softly, kissing her tenderly. She then left, and he continued playing his piano and moaning loudly.
I have no regrets. Lacila helped write this. I just...I have no regrets about this and neither does she.
