Kink meme generator here: .
I got Denmark and Switzerland, coming in each other's pants and branding
Vash opened his eyes to a searing pain on his upper left thigh. Glancing down, it revealed he was indeed, unclothed, and there was a brand on his thigh. He grimaced and looked closer at it.
"That idiot… he did not…" The brand said 'Property of Mathias.'
"He did."
Movement from underneath him caused Vash to take in his surroundings. A small room, looks like a motel room, a dirty bed, and- said idiot lying underneath him.
Of course, Mathias was clothed, well partially. No shirt, but still had on pants, although unzipped.
Vash tried to stand up and growled when he realized Mathias must have topped him during the night. "Bastard… he's lucky I don't have my guns."
Suddenly an arm snaked out around Vash's waist, and pulled him back into the bed. "Come on beautiful" a voice growled in his ear, playfully nipping it, "wanna try something new?"
"Nein."
Mathias spun Vash around so now he was sitting on Mathias' lap, facing him. "Please? I'll let you top next time~"
Vash glared at Mathias. "Fine. What?"
Instead of a reply, Mathias pushed Vash onto the bed, and brought his lips around Vash's member. Vash gasped at the sudden warmth, as Mathias slowly swirled his tongue around, occasionally flicking the head.
"M-mathias…" groaned the Swiss, and Mathias raised his head just enough to grin at him, "Gonna cum already?"
"N-nein..."
"Good." Mathias continued, scraping his teeth along the shaft, teasing Vash. Vash bucked, twisting his hands into Mathias' hair, causing him to deep throat it.
Mathias almost choked at the sudden intrusion, but quickly regained composure and continued, until he tasted the salty taste of pre-cum. He pulled away, a mischievous glint in his eyes.
Vash glared at him, meekly protesting, when Mathias pulled him into back into his lap, wrapping Vash's legs around his waist.
Mathias quickly finished off Vash with a couple pumps of his hand, but moved so that when Vash screamed and came, it ran down Mathias' chest into his pants.
When Vash stopped seeing white, he glared at Mathias. "I hate you."
Mathias laid down next to Vash, hugging the smaller man to his chest.
"I know."