Chapter Two: A Preliminary Assessment

(A/N) Hey! Kikusui179 here! I guess I'm continuing this. At request. And I will do my best to make it more detailed. And I might involve some…other things, *cough BDSM cough*. MOVING ON! I don't know how this will turn out… But I can promise a seme! Austria at some point. At some point. And cuffs. And stuff. So yeah! More hard yaoi to follow! Sorry, I've been so longwinded as of late.
Ja mata!

The day after.

Roderich never thought he could simultaneously want something and dread its approach. Those three simple words…

"Morng Specs~!" Gilbert sang into his ear, kissing his neck softly.

"Morng… Oh Gott, I have a meeting today."

"Just don't go."

"I have to."

"Don't I have a bunch of stuff to learn, Mister Roderich?"

"Study up. When I get back… We'll have an exam."

"Yes sir…" Gilbert replied, a grin in place. He curled back up under the sheets while Roderich dressed, fixed his mussed hair, and went through the mundane motions of getting ready for the day. Before he left, Gilbert called, "No kiss for the awesome me?"

Roderich smiled, kissing the albino softly. "Ich liebe dich."

"Ich auch. Have fun."

"I'll try…" the Austrian sighed, shutting the door softly behind him. He walked to the meeting hall, all too aware of the marks on his neck. He prayed no one saw them, prayed no one was going to ask.

"Heeey Austrian dude!"

Least of all that obnoxious American.

"Yes, Alfred?"

"What's uppp?"

"Nothing," Roderich replied shortly, taking his usual seat.

"Ok then! I'm gonna go bother German dude!" Alfred proclaimed, before running off towards the doors. He didn't notice Roderich rubbing his neck softly, nor turning his collar up slightly.

A tedious hour long discussion of global climate change and the meeting was finally adjourned.
Needless to say, no conclusions were reached. He gathered his things languidly, enjoying the walk back. He didn't rush, quite the contrary actually. He figured the Prussian could use all the time in the world to study.

He'd discovered something interesting in the night before though.

Gilbert was quite the masochist.

It was interesting though, the way it was discovered…

With nothing else to occupy his mind on the way home, Roderich decided to content himself with thinking about that.

The previous night:

"N-ngh.. R-Roderich…"

Roderich grinned, "Ja? Gilbert?" He cracked the riding crop against his new lover's thigh.

"A-again…"

"Tsk, tsk. I told you not to beg… And to break the rules, means punishment."

The crop cracked against Gilbert's body, making him moan in both pain and pleasure.

"N-never pegged you for a sadist, Specs~! A-aH!"

"Nor I pegged you as a masochist…"

Roderich smiled, "And you look nice all tied up. Not at all the 'awesome Prussian that can own all.'"

"Shut up…"

The crop lashed across the other's exposed back side. Anyone seeing this would expect some sort of torture going on. A fully clothed brunette man whipping a naked, cuffed, albino man?

That qualifies for torture minus one detail:

The albino's obvious hard-on.

"Aw come on… Q-quit teasing me…"said albino mumbled, rubbing his thighs against his hard member, trying to generate some kind of friction. Anything to alleviate the ache.

"Hm. Fine." the Austrian smiled, allowing the leather strap of the riding crop slide around the Prussian's member. He slid the leather up and down, mimicking a hand job.

"N-ngh! M-Mister Roderich!"

"Yes? Did you want something?"

"I-I want…" but he turned pink and didn't finish.

"Want what? It's bad form to not finish a sentence."

"Want you…in me…"

"Oh? Very well…"

Since Roderich now knew of the other's masochistic tendencies, he disrobed quickly and slid two fingers into the albino's entrance with no lube or preparation. A mingled cry of pleasure and pain escaped him. He tried to ride the fingers inside of him, but they were withdrawn too quickly. He made a small sound of protest, which stopped when the fingers were replaced with something a bit…more.

"A-AH! R-Roderich!" Gilbert cried out. "M-More! F-F-Fuck…"

"Told you not to beg, didn't I?" the brunette answered. He bit down on Gilbert's neck, hard. He abused the wonderfully pale skin, leaving it a bright angry red as he trailed his hand down to tease the other's erection. He slowly, languidly, teasingly pumped his hand.

"F-faster!" Gilbert shouted, completely at odds with his normal, loud, egotistical self. He arched his back, moaning loudly.

It was quite amusing for Roderich to see this other side of the Prussian. 'Just one last thing to find,' he thought to himself. He lightly raked his nails down his lover's back, thrusting in at the same time.

"A-Ah! Ngh! Nmn…"

'Well. That was easier than expected,' he thought, grinning widely. He sped up his pumping of the other's member to match his repeated thrusts. The Prussian's moans filled the room, reverberating off the walls and coming back twice as loud it seemed.

They fell into a happy, lustful , passionate rhythm.

Climax came without warning for the silver haired bottom. He moaned softly as his hot seed covered the other's hand, riding out the orgasmic high.

For the other, climax was signaled only by a tightening of his hold against the other's shoulder. They rode out their orgasms, slowly coming off of the cloud caused by it. Roderich slid out of the other's entrance, softly kissing Gilbert's wrists.

"Hm…mein liebe… You're quite good as a bottom…"

"Shush up. And uncuff me."

Present day

Roderich unlocked the door, walking inside. He placed his papers neatly on the table and called, "Gilbert! Are you ready for your assessment?"

CLANG.

Roderich sighed, walking into the back bedroom. "Gilbert Beilschmidt, what are you doing?"

"Owww…" Gilbert rubbed his head. "Studying's painful…"

A quick look around the room explained what happened. Gilbert hadn't been studying at all; he had merely been sleeping. Apparently, at the call from Roderich, he had rolled or fallen out of bed and hit his head on the metal bed post.

"Nein, falling out of bed is painful. Studying never hurt anyone."

"It hurts mee! It hurts my head!"

Roderich let out a half exasperated, half amused groan. "At any rate, I take it you are more than amply ready for your assessment?"

"I guess… Not like I get any more time, right?"

"Nein. I want you to list everything you've learned so far. If you get everything correct, we'll move on. If not… We'll do a bit of review."

"Ja, ja. The awesome me can more than handle this."

"Then begin," the Austrian said, smiled, and sat on the bed.

"Ok… Uh, well I'm s'posed to address you as sir. Or Mister. Don't think that was a lesson, but whatever. Lesson one was something like not talking back, I think. Right?"

He looked towards Roderich, who nodded slightly.

"Ookay… Lesson two was… Um… Gotta carry yourself with some kinda weird 'air.'" He air quoted the word 'air'. Roderich nodded again, impressed. Gilbert grinned, "And lesson three, which I made you violate, was not to beg. Right sir~?"

"Correct. Though in that last answer, you violated the first lesson a bit. Ah well. I suppose we'll move on."

"What! I don't get any kind of reward or anything!"

"Nein. Not in my class."

Gilbert pouted, but made no more protests. He sat down on the bed next to Roderich, nibbling his neck. "Ok… Teach me then, Mister Roderich…"

"Right. Lesson four. Always answer a question posed to you in a respectful manner. If, for example I asked how your day was, how would you reply?"

"FRICKING AWESOME! Like me."

"Exactly the opposite of how you should answer. A dignified, respected male would respond something like, 'Oh fine. And yours?' Notice that there is no yelling and another question is posed."

"Ok ok… I get it…" Gilbert couldn't help nipping the other's neck in the exact spot that would cause him to moan softly.

"M-mm… Stop…"

"Hm… You seem to enjoy it…"

"G-going back to the lessons, Gilbert. Lesson five. Even in the face of awful rudeness, you must still be polite. I believe you've seen this concept in action…"

"Yeah. In the way unawesome way that you always answer my questions."

"Quite. And lesson six. Always politely excuse yourself for any and all behaviors that could be considered impolite."

"M'kay. Now… I think there's a bit of payback in order."

"W-what? G-Gilbert!"

"Kesesesese. Relax, Mister Roderich."

Gilbert pinned Roderich to the bed, pressing their lips together into a hungry, harsh kiss. The brunette's stunned inaction allowed the albino to push his tongue into the other's mouth. They had a brief war for dominance; Roderich finally making the connection in his mind. He kissed Gilbert back harshly, still losing the war of the tongues.

He registered soft hands nimbly undoing the buttons of his shirt, then heard, "Dammit Specs… Why do you have so many buttons?"

He offered no response, besides tugging Gilbert's shirt off as well. Soon they both lie, stripped nude. Somewhere along the line, Roderich had been cuffed to the bed post and his violet eyes burned with equal parts lust and anger. His curl was tugged, along with a spot on his neck being nipped. The lust already present in his eyes was magnified and reflected in the soft, lewd moans coming from him.

"A-and you say I t-tease…" he mumbled, blushing at the way his voice shook with want.

"Hm… Then shall we proceed, Mister Roderich?"

He was asking for permission and Roderich granted it with a simple nod. Apparently the lessons were paying off. Or…

"Mm! D-don't!"

Maybe not. Roderich moaned, pressing his face into the bed. Gilbert's mouth on his member, his tongue, so recently in Roderich's mouth, now teasing the hardened appendage… It was enough to nearly make him die of lust. This had to be wrong. Nothing this good could be right.

"C-can't!" Roderich choked out around his moans.

Gilbert smiled around the brunette's member and Roderich realized what he wanted. He arched his back as he climaxed in the other's mouth. The albino pulled back, a thin string of saliva connecting them. He licked his lips slowly, sensually. Softly, he kissed Roderich, allowing the aristocrat to taste himself. Said aristocrat moaned softly into the kiss, tugging at the cuffs.

"Hm… Well, Mister Roderich… Would you like something else? Specific? Or may I proceed in any manner I choose?" Gilbert asked, lightly nipping Roderich's neck.

"However you like… Gilbert…"

From the grin across Gilbert's face, it was clear that's what he wanted to hear. He pushed two fingers past Roderich's lips, allowing him to make them wet and slick. Roderich's tongue twisted softly around the fingers, and before Gilbert withdrew them, he nipped the tips of them softly.

Gilbert smiled, kissing Roderich as he slipped both fingers into his entrance. The kiss muffled the mingled groan of pain and pleasure, not completely destroying it though. Gilbert began to scissor his fingers, stretching the other just enough.

"Sind sie bereit, die liebe?" [Are you ready, love?] Gilbert asked, softly nibbling Roderich's ear.

"J-ja! Nur…steckte es in!" [Y-yes! Just…put it in!]

Roderich bit down on a pillow as Gilbert slowly penetrated him. They were still for a moment, before Roderich said, "V-verschieben…bitte…" [M-Move…please…]

"Natürlich, lieben," [Of course, love] Gilbert said, slowly pulling out and then thrusting back in. Slowly, the pain faded for Roderich, replaced by a pleasure unrivaled by any other.

"M-Mehr! O-oh! Gilbert~!" [M-more! O-oh! Gilbert~!]

Gilbert moaned softly, hearing Roderich's elegant and sophisticated voice go so lewd was like one of his wet dreams come to life. Watching him writhe and moan urged him on to his own climax. He bit Roderich's neck as he climaxed, leaving a red mark as he withdrew from Roderich's entrance.

"I-Ich liebe dich… Gilbert…"

"Ich auch, Roderich."

"Now uncuff me. These are hurting my wrists."

"That wasn't too polite."

"Please. Uncuff me."

"Alright…" Gilbert unlocked Roderich's wrists, then wrapped his arms around the brunette's neck.

"Guten noct, Gilbert."

"Guten noct."

They fell asleep, that non restful sleep. The sleep of 'I can still taste him on my tongue.' The sleep you fall into and awaken from after only an hour. That sleep of 'Did I really just do that?' That sleep of 'I shouldn't be asleep.'

(A/N) Heh! Well according to the like three reviews I got… This is good. And needed a bit more detail. So it's pretty detailed I think. Now, please excuse me as I go take multiple showers. And wash my eyes. And brain.
Me: See what you did Gilbert! Now I'm emotionally scarred! T^T
Prussia: Uh huh… Sure. Like you weren't already. Kesesesese.
Me: Touché. ;)

Ja mata! Rate and Review please!