Hey people. I am the amazing PhRenatoh! *does a bow worthy of France* I have finally worked up the muse juices to write this Hetalia fic featuring my OTP for this fandom. TurGre! Obviously... I meam it wouldn't be FrUk or AmeChu or DenNor seeing that this is listed as "Turkey" and "Greece"... *hides face in shame* Yeah... not one of my best moments...
Anyway, I was inspired by the wondrous Urban Dictionary, which has taught me some amazing words. For example, pansizzle (a pancake from the ghetto) and slam nom (to eat a large quantity of junk food rapidly due to extreme hunger). Slam nomming is ao much fun. Oh how I love Urban Dict...
So, I had typed in "Turk" and "Gre" to see where the suggestions would take me. Well, they took me a very long way, but some of them were very disgusting, so I forgoed them and came up with ten that I would use.
To save time, I have the definition written down so all y'all don't have to search it. Also, it kind of gives y'all a heads-up as to what he topic will be about.
As a final note, both human and country names will be used throughout this fic. Also, the chapters are very short, seeing that I'm just defining phrases. Enjoy!
Turkish snowcone- The act of masturbating and letting the cum bubble up like a volcano into your fist and making a girl lick or suck it out of your hand like a snowcone
Sadik let out a low moan as he stared into the eyes of the man kneeling in front of him. His hands were pumping furiously on his engorged member and his partner was staring at it riveted. The Greek man licked his lips lustfully, longing to lean forward and take the glorious organ into his mouth. He moved forward slightly, only to be met with resistance.
Sadik smirked at the Greeks futile attempts to break the chains that stopped him from getting closer. He longed to tease the man, but refrained from doing so. Heracles may have let him have his way tonight, but, should he push it, the next time would be full of torturously slow caresses and teasing. It didn't matter, though, at the moment for he could feel himself reaching that glorious edge that would bring him to pure ecstasy.
He pumped his hands faster, bringing himself closer and closer. His low grunts and gasps grew slightly louder and, just as he was about to come, he slowed down.
He brought his hand to the tip of his cock and shuddered as he released. The sperm, instead of shooting out in multiple short bursts, spewed slowly out and filled the "cup" Sadik had formed with his fist.
Finally, Sadik leaned towards Heracles and let him have what he desired. Heracles eagerly opened his mouth and sucked and licked the sperm that had bubbled in Sadik's fist, but hadn't spilled over. He licked and slurped until he semen was gone, smiling at the appreciative moans he received.
Sadik released Heracles from the wall and proceeded to cuddle with him. All was silent for the moment...
"Hey Sadik." Hera whispered.
The Turk grunted in reply.
Heracles quickly turned around and said in monotone. "My turn."
~Fin.~