Note; So I hope this helps with some cravings. Enjoy.

So that is what lead us to this point of Berwald trembling as he finally managed to take off his tuxedo jacket and set it aside. Finland had reassured him that the only thing he was drunk off of was his love for Sweden of course! And apparently that was all the taller man needed to feed his nerves to make it alright and finally take his precious wife on the never-ending road of bliss.

Finland was already lying down happily, enjoying how soft the puffy dress felt against the equally puffy bed covers. He admired the bounciness of the bed and tested it out a few times as Berwald went to work on unbuttoning some of his shirt's buttons. The younger boy smiled gleefully, riding off his drunkenness by humming to himself. He was only tipsy really! It wasn't like he was ready to pass out!

Sweden was busy gazing around the room like a frantic bafoon the entire time though. Any minute now he was waiting for something to just pop out and make him wake up from the dream. But this was no dream at all! He glanced to his hand and saw the glimmering golden ring sealed over his finger, showing that he was bound to his pretty little lover forever and ever and ever. That was more comfort that he needed to calm down a bit.

"Are you ready?" Tino asked softly. "I don't want to rush you!" He sat up and gently took Sweden's hands in his again, causing the man to grunt and look into the younger boy's eyes. For another moment and the second time today they sat there locked in place, gazing into each other's eyes. But Sweden wasn't smiling so much as he was anxious and nervous.

"Y-yes... I mean," he choked his embarrassment back and frowned. "Yes, I am. Don't worry about i-it."

Berwald went back to removing clothing. This time he focused his hands on Tino. He slowly undid the little corset laces in the back and then untied bows and ribbons that were not only adornments but also used to keep the dress up on his small frame. Tino gave a soft whisper of a moan when he realized his husband was removing his clothing. It was a highly erotic moment! This notion obviously made Berwald stop, cringe and then start sweating again.

"Relax," Finland said merrily once he was finally free of his dress and laying exposed to his lover save for the sheer underwear he wore, matching the stockings still left guarding his lean legs. He bent them at the knee and giggled at the expression he saw etched on Berwald's face.

The man was hovering above him on the bed. His pants were still on but his shirt had been removed by soft Tino shota-like hands. Now he felt overexposed and incredibly shy. But Tino edged him on in his soft voice and happy demeanor. Sweden just couldn't say no to that. But that didn't stop him from feeling like a fool. Finland was just too good for him! Oh the woe!

"Please?" Tino smiled again. "You're alright, hei? We'll be okay."

The boy was trying to calm Sweden down. Luckily it only took a few minutes before Berwald came to his senses, nodded, and finished removing his pants. All he had on now were his undies, and they were both teetering on just gazing at each other or ripping the rest of the others clothing off.

Sweden was determined to make the first move now. He rested his hands on either side of Finland's head and sat up a bit, staring down at his little lover and relishing how this new feeling washed over him like a wave. Directly underneath him was a sprawled out Finland, staring wide-eyed up to his lover with intense interest and desire. The look on Finland's face made Sweden blush. It was Berwald who made Tino blush in return. It was Berwald who made the boy writhe a bit and whisper a few soft words. And it was Berwald who now found one hand reaching down to brush over Tino's laced undies.

Tino smiled happily and wiggled himself up to his lover, causing Sweden to gulp but not recoil entirely. Finally Sweden got the ball rolling a bit faster by tugging the boy's panties down. It only took about two seconds before Berwald almost fell over but Tino kept him propped up by holding him by the shoulders. "You're okay," the boy whispered sweetly.

So far so good, Berwald thought as he set the piece of clothing aside. But he could see that the boy was excited... and to his horror he saw that he was sporting excitement as well!

Berwald went into a panic but Tino soothed him again. "Here," the boy whispered again. "Lemme get this off, hei?"

Now, Tino wanted to keep his stockings on because he thought it would make him feel prettier. So he reached down and slipped Berwald's underwear off and gaped at his lover for a few moments. A blush crept onto Tino's face but he gazed away and giggled again.

Now they were both naked! And all they could do was look about the room Sweden in horror, Finland in embarrassment over how well-endowed his lover was. It became obvious that the boy had to instruct his lover lest the man just faint on a sheer whim.

"This way!" Tino chimed in happily. He grabbed Berwald's erection like it was positively normal to just grab your husband's erection out of nowhere. He raised himself a bit, bent his legs a bit more and then smiled as he tried leading the man close to his entrance. A thought occurred to him a moment later. "Oh! You have to put your fingers in it first! So it doesn't hurt when you put that big piece of artillery in~"

Berwald gulped and gazed down at what had become of his body. He was ready to strike Finland in a way he had never known before. But now he had to rethink it and use his fingers first. He wasted no time in lower his hand to Finland's soft flesh. He pushed one finger in sheepishly and resisted pulling it out when he heard Finland let out a long sigh.

"That's good," Tino replied. He knew Sweden would probably be upset with himself if the man thought it hurt Tino in any way whatsoever.

Once satisfied, Berwald slipped another finger in and moved them in a nice motion, stretching his lover out while earning a sing-song chorus of sighs and whimpers from the boy. The sound, much to Berwald's shock, was enticing and thrilling! He liked how Tino's voice sounded when he made noises like that! It was like a whole new world opening before his green eyes.

After all of the prep was done, Finland smiled up to his lover and nodded. "Now! Do it now, hei!?"

Obviously it was time to get down to business! Berwald took a large gulp of air and then positioned himself against the boy's entrance again. This time he nudged the head in and waited a moment, feeling Finland writhe a bit and let out a soft noise of acceptance. Once that was out of the way he braced himself and, taking another long breath, pressed in further. For the first time he felt himself inside of his little lover.

The two virgin souls melted together in a metaphorical mash of soup. Sweden loved how Finland's tight walls closed in from all sides around him, causing both men to experience things they had never felt before. They could have been lost in the world of euphoric intrigue for many a minute if Tino hadn't let out a quite cry that brought Berwald from his daze. He looked down into Tino's large eyes and smiled to the boy.

"This feels good, hn?" Berwald asked modestly. Even now he could not form the words properly or voice his true opinion on the subject. There was no way he would be having an intellectual conversation over the wonders of sex any time soon. Besides, sex was one of those subjects you can't explain properly no matter how experienced you are.

Tino nodded enthusiastically though an expression of absolute wonder remained etched on his cute features. Tino looked like a boy having just experienced magic for the first time; a little boy who found everything wonderful, pleasant and light. Berwald's massive erection was filling him up entirely. It caused any slight movement to hurt but for some reason it felt incredibly good at the same time.

"Hei, I like this..." the boy replied with a smile.

Berwald finally started his pace up. He went in and out softly and slowly at first, knowing that it would be the best way to start up by sheer intuition. After a while he increased his speed thrusting, his hips rocked back and forth casually while the chorus of beautiful moans from his lover showered him.

The tall man brought himself down on his little shota love and pressed his lips to the boy's lips perfectly to match them and kiss. They both enjoyed these intimate moments best, of course. Finland wrapped his arms around Sweden's neck to keep him close as they continued their love making. Sweden's pace never faltered but he gradually slowed again to hold off his release.

It was then that his hand joined Finland's hand in pleasuring the boy. Gently he took over what Tino had started a little while ago and continued running his long fingers over the length and tugging in the softest of motions. Tino was already wet and needy, some white substance now coating his entire erection as more burbled out.

"I... I can't hold it in.." the boy spoke quietly, sounded slightly regretful.

Berwald only smiled and huskily whispered into Tino's ear that it was alright and that he should come if he needed to. It seemed that was the only thing Finland needed to hear. He erupted into Berwald's hand in one long thrust. The warm substance washed over his hand and he quickly brought it to his lips to lick away.

Tino laid there transfixed as Berwald started going faster again with his thrusting, his hand found Tino's member again and this time simply rubbed his thumb over the head of it with enthusiasm. "I like this too.." Sweden huffed merrily. And before long he found himself teetering on the edge of sanity. It was at this point that he let loose and felt his first real orgasm ever.

It rocked his world after gripping him and refusing to let him go. The man was sweating and huffing intensely and his eyes were now shut tightly as he loomed over his precious Tino. He was holding himself up with his hands on either side of the boy's head again and his body was arched slightly at the waist. It felt like twenty minutes before either of them spoke a word.

It was Finland who broke the silence. "I like that," he flushed. "It feels nice. You make it nice, Sweden. You make it nice..."

Sweden pulled himself out of his lover and rolled over onto the side of the bed. Finland wrapped his arms and legs around Sweden lazily and nuzzled into the back of his neck in glee. "You liked it too, right? Hei? I bet it was loads of fun for you!" Apparently Finland was no longer out of breath and back to his perky self while Sweden remained quiet and subdued. He was bushed after all!

All Sweden could manage was a happy sort of grunt as he laid there listening to Finland babble on over how wonderful it was and gush over how great the feeling had been. Sweden was so tired... and yet he had felt a new hunger open up.

"We gonna do it again soon, hei?" Tino asked nonchalantly, still burying his face into Sweden's moist neck. "We gonna do it again now, huh? Can we do it again now?!"

Berwald blinked.