The albino closed his eyes. Gilbird was pecking at the collar of his shirt as he sat there knitting his brows. Bearing the sharp ringing in his ears that had been playing the same tune since last night. Trying to smother his mind with any thought other than that of last night. 'It didn't happen, did it? No way. It didn't. It couldn't have.' Just how many times had he already told himself that? Obviously, not enough.
"Mein gott!" He cursed through his teeth, pinching the bridge of his nose. 'How un-awesome.'
Not too far away, in an over-furnished mansion, sat a brunette. His fingers trembling above the keys of his beloved instrument. It must have been about 20 minutes before he had realized he hadn't played anything. Why was he so stiff? Why was he trembling? He wasn't worried about him of course not. There's no way he would be. But still, he had found it somewhat strange about not having him round for the past 18 hours. Something had to be wrong. But he wasn't worried, of course. There's no way.
It's not like anything in particular happened between the brunette and albino last night, well, from the brunette's side of the story that is. Having the brunette used to his peaceful hours constantly being ruined by an idiotic man, why wouldn't he be worried? Isn't it expected for him to at least want to check in on the other? Well no, he wasn't worried of course! There's no way. No way he would admit such a thing. But really.. What did happen last night?
'I can't believe I couldn't control myself. I can't believe I did such a thing. Why didn't I stop?' The albino pondered, while staring at the palm of his hand.
"Disgusting." He spat. "Cursed." He spat again. Clenching his eyes shut. "...Unheilig.." He rested his forearm over his forehead. Almost unable to stop his lips from breaking themselves into such a pathetic scene that would force the rest of his face to follow. While somehow managing to keep the moan stuck in his throat remain stuck, he heard a creak from behind him. He jolted upwards and turned his neck around violently to face the violet-eyed man.
"Prussia." The brunette mumbled as his eyes met with the albino.
"BWAHAHAHAHA! So Specs has finally decided to come and visit the awesome me!" The albino stood up and grinned toothily as he pointed to himself. 'Fuck. What is he doing here?' The taller nation continued to laugh hysterically.
The violet-eyed man ignored the nickname which he loathed oh, so much, and ironically pushed his glasses up and bridge of his nose. "I had noticed that my house was peaceful and QUIET for once." He began, folding his arms as he spoke, head held high and eyes closed. "...And that my fridge had food in it for once. If I didn't know any better, I thought you were wasting your time disturbing someone else..." He trailed off, opening one of his eyes. "I just came to advise you to have mercy on whoever that may be."
A smirk cracked at the corner of Prussia's lips. "Oh? Are you trying to say that you missed the awesome me?" 'Fuck. I can't look at his face. Fuck. Fuck. Verdammt!'
The shorter nation scowled and turned on his heel before spouting; "Don't be ridiculous! Anyway. I'm leaving. Farewell. Prussia." He had clearly tried to hide the irritation in his voice, but it didn't sound so convincing.
"Heh. See ya Priss!" The albino watched as the brunette slammed the door behind him. 'Gott. He even suspects something is up. Gott! Mein gott. What am I supposed to do?' The Prussian panicked for a bit, grabbing at patches of his unbrushed hair and gritting his teeth together. He had to keep acting normal. He had to. No matter WHAT he did last night, I mean, it's not like the stupid Austrian Aristocrat knew! 'It's not like he knows I did something so horrible last night. Hah! But, there's another problem.. Tonight..' He looked up at the clock to find that it had been long-gone past his usual time he would go to bed. 'Does that mean, he waited that long to hear from me? ...N-No! I shouldn't be thinking like this! It's not like he WANTED to see me, well, I'm awesome and all, but still!' He sighed, scratching the back of his head before wandering up the stairs to his bedroom.
'Why did I decide to visit that idiot anyway? It's not like I was worried or anything!-' Austria pulled his head beneath the water until it reached beneath his nose. He tried to avoid the chance of having the bubbles go up his nostrils. '...It's not like I said something to anger him, right? I don't recall making a rude comment, or anything.' His thoughts flew through his head, but still, he couldn't come up with a reason as to why the albino didn't show up outside his window today. It was frustrating him. And, to be quite honest, worrying him. 'Perhaps...Perhaps he's bored of annoying me- Wait. Bored? What? Why do I almost seem disa-' He stared at the bubbles that began clinging to his flesh where his shoulders were; Intensely, almost as if they were the most interesting things on earth. '..I need to get some sleep.'
Ragged strands of thin silver hair spread across the pillow, almost like an angels' wing. There lay the Prussian. Crimson red eyes wide open, and heart beating fast. He had carried on with the whole 'He waited that long to hear from me?' train of thought in his head since he began to walk upstairs. While brushing his teeth, while taking a 2 minute half-assed shower, and while getting changed into his pajamas, and now he was here. In bed. Awake as anything. 'I wish that damned Aristocrat didn't come today. I wish I hadn't seen his face.' He thought, biting his lower lip in deep thought. 'If he hadn't come, surely I wouldn't be lying here wondering about him like I was the other night would I? His violet eyes, his perfectly brushed chestnut brown hair, his somewhat attractive mole, his cute little button nose, his nape, his hands. They're all so...a-awesome...' The albino flushed a light shade of pink, scrunching his face up before slamming it into the pillow. 'V-Verdammt! Again! It's just like last night! Before I know it I'll be thinking about... Him. I mean, he's, he's AWESOME? What? Gott!' He couldn't help but admit it. He found the brunette quite charming, and, not to mention, awesome.
"W-Why am I like this?" The albino jumped up abruptly. Cupping his cheeks which had already gotten redder, and staring down at his lap. It could even been seen through the covers. He flushed an even darker red and closed his eyes before lying back down again. Holding his sides. The bulge clearly refusing to deflate. 'His skin... If I touched it, I wonder what he would do.. Would he slap me? Hit me? Moan? Mewl? Squeal? Scream?' All these thoughts had entered his head before he knew it, along with the mental images, quite improper images. 'I wonder... If he's done the same.. Like I did... N-No! I can't! I-It's not right! It's... it's...' "Unheilig..." He hesitantly muttered.
After arguing with himself in his head, he had found his hands had begun slowly reaching for the waistband of his pajama pants, and underneath. '...I wonder how he does it? At night in bed? Or in the shower?' He ran a finger around the top of his arousal, before using his other hand to grab the length and stroke it one or two times. 'I wonder... What he thinks about? Hungary? Or even... M-Me?' He squinted and smiled slightly at the thought. Austria thinking about him? Hah. The Prussian pressed the tip of his thumb along the slit of his tip, while pumping it with his other hand even harder, and faster. "G-Gott.." Trembling, he continued to fantasize; What sort of face the Austrian would make if he were in such a situation, what sort of noises. Prussia wanted all of these, not only to imagine them, but to see and hear them. He grunted a few times as his pace had begun to pick up, leaning half of his face into the pillow. 'I wonder what it would be like.. if we did this together' The albino gasped desperately for air, he had already started to feel dizzy. After all, he was prone to giving into something that would feel so euphoric. "R-Roddy!" He yelped, pumping it even faster now, obviously losing control of his facial muscles.
It was late. He was tired. But none of that mattered to the brunette right now. All he wanted was to (finally) manage to play his beloved instrument which he had been avoiding to touch before. Austria sighed and closed his eyes before placing his hands on a set of keys. 'So he was just lazing about at home, huh.' He wondered as he began to play a familiar piece. It started off beautifully, the sound you would want to hear when you look out the window and watch the raindrops race each other to the bottom of the sill. Grey, cold, but pretty. 'So it wasn't really necessary for me to visit him after all.. I wonder why I felt the need to see that fool. I mean, he was kind enough to give me some time to myself.' Roderich slammed the next chord hard. His cheeks flushed a light shade of pink all the way to his ears. 'It's not like... I'm embarrassed at the thought that he'd do something NICE for me for once or anything.. just a little, surprised.' He stopped playing and began to stroke his chin. 'How silly. I should have expected that, the only way that fool can make me happy is to stay out of my way.' He chuckled for a bit, unable to keep back the smile that the thoughts of Prussia had brought to his lips. His sweet little chuckle grew louder, and in a matter of seconds he had begun to laugh hysterically. The Aristocrat looked like a little boy on his birthday. 'I can't believe it. He's such an idiot!' Tears of laughter began to well up and drip down his cheek.
Roderich gave a deep sigh before wiping away the tears that had already begun to dry on his cheeks and chin. "Gott.." He grinned childishly while cursing. 'Prussi-No, Gilbert... He's actually quite nice.. sometimes..' He straightened his cravat before turning to play his instrument again, only to face his reflection shown in the chestnut brown wood. 'W-Was I just smiling myself silly while thinking of that fool?' A light shade of pink appeared on the brunettes face, reaching from ear to ear. 'M-My... W-What?' He slapped his cheeks in some sort of hope that the blush would disappear, not succeeding of course. 'That idiot...'
The albino was already stroking his shaft at a much faster pace by now, drooling all over the pillow. He moaned and huffed with every stroke, his hands hot and wet covered in his precum, his mind hazy and far off in another world. "N-No.." The albino managed to mumble through the thick, damp fabric of his pillow case. He was so desperately telling himself to stop in his head, but his hands could not stop moving. He had already succumbed to the pleasure, even though it was so wrong. Prussia was now clenching his eyes closed and gritting his teeth as his fingers moved fast, and had even started playing with his tip again. 'Man... Oh man, oh man, oh man - OH MAN' "G-Gott!" Prussia moaned as he panted and continued to press his tip, spilling his seed all over the sheets just beneath his stomach. The electric shock-pleasure, running down his spine and to every part and tip of his body. Causing him to jolt and his breath to quiver. He continued to pant and huff as he repeated some words of asking for forgiveness.. and that mans name. "Roddy, Roderich..."
"What the hell is-
"-wrong with me...?"
Note: Hey guys! This is herrstickyo. Just wanted to say that this is my first fanfic . So I apologize if it's not brilliant. Anyways, hope you enjoyed the first chapter. Thoughts on this will be much appreciated :3