oh look, i have turned this into a chapter fic. I guess this'll just be a collection of RoBul smut. I have absolutely no regrets. Probably not my best but it's four-thirty in the morning as I upload this.
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"You just cannot keep your hands off of-" Romania's sentence is cut off by a moan, as a hand is shoved into his pants. "We're in an elevator-!"
Bulgaria kisses him, hard. "Like I care," he says, finally breaking the kiss. Romania can't even muster a glare and he goes straight for Bulgaria's shirt, nearly ripping it off and leans forward, biting and kissing the hard skin beneath. "I just really like-ah-touching you."
"I know." Romania bites into Bulgaria's shoulder, hearing him hiss in slight pain. Bulgaria removes his hand from Romania's pants and fumbles to undo the belt and zipper, and somewhere in the myriad of kisses and bites, stupid little distractions, he finally yanks them down. "Shouldn't you take me to dinner first?"
"Nope."
"You know how to make me swoon with your impeccable romance, Bul." His lover, however, seems to ignore him and Romania lets out a moan as Bulgaria goes back to stroking his erection.
Bulgaria pauses for a moment and kneels down and licks the tip of his cock, tasting pre-cum. There's a little grin and Romania lets out a loud moan when Bulgaria takes in his entire cock, sucking hard. Tongue lapping and moving around the hard skin, and a hand snakes beneath the shirt Romania is wearing, and rests against his hip. Romania shivers when Bulgaria gently tickles the sensitive spot, and fingers grip Bulgaria's black hair. Bulgaria bobs his head up and down, and Romania hisses as Bulgaria makes a little choking noise when he hits the back of his throat.
His lover pulls off way too soon, a string of saliva and pre-cum trailing after. Bulgaria licks his lips, chuckling slightly at Romania's flushed and red face. He stands up and reaches down between them, grabbing Romania's cock once again.
The movements are slow and languid and all Romania can do is whimper and moan from the teasing. Bulgaria quickens the stroking, thumb rubbing the head as his other hand fondles Romania's balls. Gently, Bulgaria squeezes and Romania bites his lower lip, hips bucking slightly.
The Bulgarian releases the hard appendage and carefully, but firmly drags his nails up and down and once again, wraps his hand around his shaft and starts to rub up and down slowly once more. He repeats the process and changes the speed. A finger presses up against his perineum and drags forward, and plays with his balls once again.
Romania leans up against the wall, and grips at Bulgaria's shoulders, burying his face between the crook of his neck to muffle his moans. The elevator feels smaller and hotter as time slowly passes, and Romania bites down hard as he cums, nails digging into Bulgaria's shoulders and hips jerking. He cracks an eye open to see his lover licking the cum off his hand and wonders if his face can get any redder because holy fuck why does he find that sexy. The little smirk on Bulgaria's face does not help in the least.
He slumps against the wall as Bulgaria so kindly helps him pull his pants up and re-zip and buckle up his belt. After that, Bulgaria reaches down and grabs his shirt, pulling it back on.
Ding
"Looks like we're here." Bulgaria says, humming quietly as Romania pulls away from the wall.
"You know what I just realized?"
"What?"
"There was a camera."
"Looks like I owe you dinner then."