Roderich sat down at the piano ready to play something nice and calming, when Gilbert burst through the doors in a huff.
"What the Hell!" Gilbert screamed,"What was Liz talking about on my blog!"
"I have no idea?" Roderich said annoyed, "Now go home."
Gilbert didn't listen,"She said that you would top me! That is bullshit!" Gilbert crossed his arms,"I would so top you!"
"Why are you telling me this!" Roderich was confused.
"Because your going to help me prove it!" Gilbert picked him up bridle style.
"What!"Roderich tried to run, to no avail,"Put me down! I will not be a part of this!"
Gilbert didn't listen, he walked into the bedroom and slammed the door be hind him. He tossed the Austrian down on the bed, towering over him with a devious smile. Roderich kicked Gilbert in the crotch, and he went down.
"I will not bottom for you!" Roderich slammed him into the ground, pressing his weight onto Gilbert, "If we do this, we do it my way!"
"Oh shit-"Gilbert's pants were undone and a hand reached in and fingered his length, "Ah~"
Gilbert was filliped onto his back, and his lips were smashed into. Roderich kissed him heatedly, Gilbert gasped and Roderich stuck in his tongue. Just as it started, the kissing was over, and Gilbert wondered why.
"Roddy? What are yo-Ahhh~" Gilbert moaned, Roderich licked the tip of his length.
Roderich coted him in spit, sucking on Gilbert's manhood. Gilbert wanted to scream, he arched his back and moaned again, when did Roderich get so damn commanding? He didn't know, but he kind of liked it.
Then he stopped, Gilbert opened his eyes and looked at him confused. Roderich stood up and pulled something out of a drawer, and returned to Gilbert on the floor.
"Your not going to cum until I say you can." Roderich tide a string around the base of Gilbert's dick.
"Wha-"Gilbert shuttered as his entrance was prodded.
Roderich held out a bottle, coating his fingers with its continence. Gilbert felt a finger prod him again, but this time it went in. He almost screamed, but Roderich silenced him with a kiss, Gilbert felt tears gather in his eyes.
"If I don't do this, you'll pay for it in the morning." Roderich slipped another finger in.
"I can't believe I'm letting you do this." Gilbert moaned out.
"But you are." Roderich smirked.
"Shut u-" Gilbert tensed up as the fingers started to flex and scissor, "N-no! Don't do that-" Gilbert felt him brush past something, he screamed.
"So thats were it is." Roderich touched it again, earning another moan from the albino.
"What are you talking about?" Gilbert's face was flushed, he was panting.
"Lets just call it your sweet spot." Roderich added a third finger, scissoring them, "There, that should be good." He removed them and started to undo his own pants.
"I wonder if this is how West feels when he does it with that dumbass Alfred." Gilbert said absentmindedly.
Roderich looked at him confused, but didn't say anything. He coated his length in lube and positioned himself at Gilbert's entrance.
"This will hurt." Roderich grunted as he pushed in, earning a moan from Gilbert, "God! Your tight!"
"What the-" Gilbert bit back a scream, Roderich had hit that spot again.
"It's a complement." Roderich grunted, he pulled out to the tip before pushing in again, a little faster.
"F-Fuck!" Gilbert's fingers were desperately searching for something to grab onto, the floor wasn't good leverage.
"Very preceptive of you." The Austrian said smuggle.
"God damn it! Stop using big words!" Gilbert looked angrily at Roderich.
"I'm sorry, if you don't like me using big words, I'll just stop-" Roderich was about to pull out but a hand was on his wrist.
"NO!"Gilbert protested.
"Then what do you want me to do?" Roderich intended to put Gilbert through hell, it was fun to see the Prussian look defeated.
"Ah-" Gilbert knew he had to answer, but he was going to lose every scrap of dignity in the proses, "I want you to..." Gilbert said the end to quietly to hear.
"What was that?" Roderich smiled deviously.
"JUST FUCK ME!" Gilbert shouted, he could care less about his damn dignity, he had never only gone half way, and he didn't want to start.
"If thats what you want~" Roderich was going to make him pay for all the times he ruined his piano concerts. That and it wasn't to bad an experience, if he could, he might do this again.
"Shut up and do me you idiot!" Gilbert was pretty pissed right now, he was sick of waiting, didn't Roderich know he couldn't be patent.
Roderich started pulling out and thrusting in slowly, gradually speeding up. Gilbert moaned loudly,he was to horny to take things slow, he started bucking into Roderich. He finally got the hint and quickened the pace, he was going in at different angles looking for that one spot-
"Ahh~" Gilbert cried out. "There! Do that again!" He begged.
Roderich complied, hitting the spot over and over again. The rhythm he had going before was abandoned, he drove in erratically, losing all control. He was moaning, truth be told, he had never done it with another man before, but he liked it so much more than when he had done it with his ex-wife.
"Ro-Roderich," Gilbert covered his eyes with his arm, "I-it hurts~"
"Huh?" Roderich looked down at Gilbert's neglected crotch, "Oh fuck! I forgot." Gilbert looked painfully hard.
"D-do something!" Gilbert's face was red from exertion.
Roderich started to pump Gilbert, the string was the problem, but he was too horny to realize it. Gilbert withered, was Roderich messing with him? Didn't he understand how desperately Gilbert needed to cum?
"T-the stri-ah- the fucking string!" Gilbert hit his fist into the floor.
Roderich felt so stupid, he quickly undid it, Gilbert breathed a sigh of relief. Roderich didn't stop pumping Gilbert's cock though.
"Roddy~" Gilbert moaned, "If you don't s-stop that, I'm gonna-" too late.
Gilbert came over their chest, some even reached their faces. Gilbert's vision went white as he hit his orgasm, his whole body went limp.
It was different for Roderich. The second Gilbert had cum, his entrance had become impossibly tight, he couldn't hold himself back anymore, he shot his seed deep inside of Gilbert. He was panting, his vision returned and he pulled out, collapsing on the floor next to the Prussian, completely spent.
"H-holy fuck." Gilbert panted, "That was..."
"Awesome?" Roderich could tell that was what he was going to say.
"Yeah." Gilbert stared at the ceiling, he turned his head to face his partner, "We need to do that again some time!" Gilbert was smiling.
"Sure." Roderich grabbed a blanket of the bed and pulled it over them, "'Night."
"'Night."