Sneak Peak: Sweden gets in the way between the love bunnies. How complex will this get?
Note: Two shot, two parts.
Today the World Conference was being held at Berlin, Germany. Netherlands walked into the world meeting room to find Julchen the only one in there.
Julchen had her legs crossed, her ruby red eyes focused on the laptop in front of her as she typed, while wearing her reading glasses.
"You're here early" he said, walking towards the table.
"Well...I do like to get here early, this is just the first time you've seen me get here this early" She explained, focusing on the document she's typing.
He sets his stuff down and sits across, 4 seats down from where she sat and sat down.
Julchen continued working.
The Dutchman tapped on the table as a few minutes passed by, growing a bit impatient.
"Will you stop that..?" She sighed annoyed.
"What?" He says, "It's not my fault they're taking too long"
Julchen looked at him, "It's your fault for coming so early..."
"Says the one who's here earlier than me" He responds back.
"Because I actually work than fall asleep during the meetings like you and Greece..." Julchen grit her teeth.
"I don't sleep, I just close my eyes" He taps faster and harder on the table.
"Fucking..." She sighed and decided to not argue with the Dutchman anymore, and continued typing.
He stopped tapping, stood up, and walked quietly behind her.
Julchen remained focused unaware of Netherlands sneaking up on her.
Netherlands lifts his hand above her head and lays it on there.
Julchen wondered what the hell what he exactly doing.
He slides his hand down slowly, cupping her cheek.
She blushed slightly in response.
His hand stays there for a few moments, then continues to slide down. Feeling something full of muscle, he squishes it, which was actually her breast.
Julchen let out a surprised gasp, and got out of her chair with her arms crossed. "W..What do you think you're doing?!" She asked.
Ignoring her, he slides his hand to down there.
"S..Stop" She flinched.
The emerald eyed man pauses, finally realizing how nice she looked in her outfit. Then he unconsciously flips up her skirt, growing slightly horny.
Julchen's eyes widen at the Dutchman's new behavior.
Being overpowered by lust, he goes under her panties and sticks a finger inside her.
Julchen lets out a gasp of pleasure, "L...Lars.." She gripped onto the table.
Netherlands leaned closer to her, and swirls his finger around inside her.
She let out a moan and bit her lip. She didn't expect this to happen.
Closing her laptop and moving it aside, he makes her bend over the table.
Julchen's eyes widen, he wasn't thinking about doing it, is he?
"Hey Julchen" He says, stopping their movements, remembering something.
"Y...Yes?" She trembled a bit.
"Did you used to date Sweden?"
"Yes, I used to...why are you asking me that..?" She asked, no one not really asked about her past relationship with the Swedes.
"Just curious" He states and starts to thrust his finger inside her.
Julchen let out a moan in pleasure, "A..And why...are you doing this..?!" She bit her lip.
Netherlands stayed silent, trying to think of an answer, while thrusting. "... To kill time"
"Ah...You...pervert..." She growled.
He keeps on a solemn face, but in the inside, he was smiling. Then he sticks in a second finger. "I wonder why everyone is taking so long..."
"Why? So they get to see a free show?" She muttered, sarcastically.
"Ha. Ha. Very funny" he says, rolling his eyes. But took a quick glance at the door just incase anyone was there.
"Care to get off of me..?" Julchen sighed.
There was nobody at the door. "... Not yet" He says, and squishes her breast while thrusting his fingers inside her.
Julchen bit her lip letting out a quiet moan. "S..Seriously someone can show up anytime now..."
Upon hearing her say 'show up anytime', his pace fastens. "Then hurry up and release...!"
Julchen let out a moan she tried her best to be quiet. She was nearing thanks to him...
With his free hand, he covers her mouth. "Don't scream if do end up wanting to scream." He whispers, thrusting as fast as he could.
Julchen muffled her moans as she let out a loud moan but was toned down thanks to Netherlands as she released.
The Dutchman felt his hand very wet and sticky, he pulled out from her and letting her go. Then he looks down at her cum and gets a napkin from inside his coat, cleaning his hand.
Julchen panted, using the table to still stand as she trembled.
He heard faint voices of people coming, so he walked back to his spot quickly and sat down. Stuffing the napkin back inside his pocket to be thrown out later, he opens his bag to prepare for the meeting.
She noticed the faint voices, and sat back down, and opened her laptop.
Meanwhile, outside the room. Sweden was leaning behind the door, he felt kinda pissed at what happened there not too long ago. He planned to get back Julchen and ask for a second try, but then Netherlands gets in the way...
He sees the other countries coming from the other hallway and he walks into the meeting room, silently and pissed. Avoiding eye contact with Julchen, but slightly glaring at the green eyed man. Netherlands noticed his blue eyes and looks back, with his normal solemn face. Julchen was unaware of this though, since she hurriedly put on her skirt.
