Letting out an exasperated sigh Gil stood back from his current project whipping his brow with his forearm. It hadn't taken him as long as he thought it would have done and he was happy with the result. Cleaning Roderich's house from top to bottom including bleaching walls and sanitising all surfaces to give the house that wonderful clean smell that Gil loved so much.

People had often had him as messy kind of guy when in fact the Prussian was the exact opposite. He was an OCD clean freak and hated germs with a passion. The only kind of mess he liked was in the bedroom sense but even then as soon as he could afterwards he was cleaning it up. This always leaves him with a problem. He had found out when he was cleaning his own home one day that he in fact got turned on by the smell of bleach and other such cleaning products. So after cleaning he always needed to relieve himself but being the awesome Prussia he had no problem with that.

Now that he was done with Roderich's house, Gil had found he had got himself semi-hard. Looking round the room he had finished cleaning in he wondered if he could relieve himself here without Roderich knowing, especially since it was his piano room where Elise, Roderich's prised possession sat right in the center. This caused Gil to smirk. He had cleaned this house many times over and over and had learned all its secrets including the ones Elise held within both her main body and accompanying stool.

He moved closer to Elise and ran his hand over her body work, finding the dint that he and Roderich had made one time when things had become a bit kinky after Gil had caught Roderich dealing with himself with one hand while he was playing a classical piece with the other hand. Four seasons's if Gil remembered it right. He smirked as he remembered the sight of his little Master masturbating and the face he was pulling as he concentrated on both himself and the music. Without realising Gil's hand had instinctively gone beneath both his pants and boxers straight to his almost now fully erect member. He had begun to palm himself to the smell of bleach and the memory of Roderich.

" Gil? Have you finished?" Roderich knocked on the door to his music room; all he wanted to do was practise his new piece he had composed only the other day. When there was no reply he knocked again, slightly worried there was no reply. It was unlike Gil to not respond so the Austrian pushed the door open slightly only to see the Prussian, hand down his pants with a look of pure pleasure on his face. Roderich frowned and cleared his throat to bring Gil back to reality.

"Heeeey Specs~" Gil looked up at him with his charming smirk, the one that would just lure you to his bed no matter what words came from his mouth. There was no sign of embarrassment or the fact he was shocked that he had been caught masturbating in the piano room instead he just spoke "Going to come help me with those talented fingers of yours~"