Warning: swearing, gratuitous German and sex –penetration finally.
Chapter 4
And that's what I call a successful reunification! PART II
(Okay, I'm a bit of an ass for not posting the second half earlier, but I'm still having trouble with chapter 5, not enough to abandon the story, but enough to take my time, sry -.-. I really hope this chapter was worth the wait, so enjoy.)
Prussia picked up another ice cube putting it in his mouth and pulling his brother in for a deep kiss both throwing their arms around each other and feeling their naked chests rubbing together slick with sweat. Both their tongues were roaming about the cold bit and the other's heated tongue while their groins rubbed together in erratic motions, the black fabric of the remaining underpants already getting stained with both their pre-come. They only broke apart as the cube was nearly completely molten and they both needed to gasp for air. After a brief pause, Prussia escaped his brother's iron grip with new determination, licking down his chest, the ice cube cold to the hot skin. If he didn't know better he would have sworn that Germany's skin was making fizzling noises, but it probably was only his breath coming out as hisses.
"Like I said", Prussia smirked triumphantly as he added one more ice cube to his mouth and pulled the waistband of the tight black trunks past the other's thighs making is impressive erection jump free, "On the other hand…, these trunks may be useful in restraining your legs' movements." –"Why would you want that right now... Oh Gott!", Germany panted in mild shock as his brother swallowed his length almost whole, ever so lightly kicking out, but his movement hindered by said trunks. "F-feels weird." Ludwig tried to move away, but was held in place, Gilbert's tongue pressing the ice cube firmly to the sensitive underside of his member as he now slid up and down. At first he did it slowly, teasingly only occasionally looking up at the completely flushed and once more slightly tensed face of his brother. For the most part he just closed his eyes and tried to "feel" what movements brought the most pleasure. He would also start to slightly massage his balls and then gradually speed up his movement as he felt Germany's large hand clutch gently at his messy hair, urging him on to continue. "My what a greedy little one, pawing my hair like an oversized terrifyingly strong kitten with insane abs", Gilbert thought gaining more and more confidence by the second and deciding to finish him off. He started sucking harshly and at the same time flicking his tongue around everywhere he could reach, gripping the younger brother's thighs, for he was by now severely jerking forward to get deeper into the welcoming mouth. As his first orgasm approached he hissed out a warning: "Coming… any… second." But this only served to urge the older nation on not to let go and as spasms ran through the large body he greedily swallowed his brother's seed. Pulling his head back he grinned at the younger man in expectation:
"Praise me!" –"You certainly know what you're doing…", Germany commented almost casually, but more at a loss of words and too preoccupied with inelegantly disregarding his stained shorts in the afterglow. "Oh please, don't exaggerate and use all those colourful metaphors to describe my awesome skills", Prussia interrupted sarcastically, but still extremely satisfied with his performance. "You can demonstrate your eternal gratitude during round two, which should start right about now", Prussia announced pulling the younger once more into a fierce kiss and being actually pretty grateful the other closed the gap between their bodies rubbing his groin in circular motions against Gilbert's so far mostly neglected member and kneading at his back and ass. The curious, demanding touches and the taller one's passion made the smug nation shiver. He broke the kiss and gasped for air, resting his head on the other's shoulder.
Germany hesitantly spoke first: "You know Bruder, I could do that for you too, if you gave me a few directions to perfect my technique that is." Prussia found this offer quite tempting to let Germany practice with his probably not at all untalented mouth. Hell, even the thought crossed his mind to let the young but brawny nation simply top him, for he actually enjoyed his rough side. But he had a plan and a tight schedule at that, he was not only going to make love to his most precious West, he had to deliver a punch line, too. So, he pushed the other back down, hungrily towering over him; and the already pretty satisfied younger nation let it happen with the most trusting and also lustful expression. "Well, brother this better not be offending you…", Prussia whispered spreading hot kisses all over the other's chest and stomach, one hand already sneaking around for the final ice cube.
"Here put that in your mouth!" –"What for?", the younger one asked slightly confused, but still parting his lips to let the icy substance slide in. "You'll find out soon enough", came the response with a leer as Prussia got to work on the glistening torso under him. After a few moments he looked up again demanding: "Okay give it back now." Instantly the older was pulled into another kiss and as their lips parted again, the ice cube had changed locations to Gilbert's mouth. He took it out, licked it suggestively and announced with a smirk: "Now, this is where we come to the slightly offensive part, West." With this the remaining bits of the ice disappeared into Germany's tight hole. "Ahhh, was zum Teufel Gilbert!", Germany grunted, but was instantly distracted from the rather uncomfortable feeling as one slender digit joined the icy cold. Nearly sheepishly grinning Prussia muttered an apology against the other's neck and added a little louder: "I'll better get to work down here so that my dear little brother won't get a frost-bite on his sweet spot." –"Yeah, you'd better hurry…", Germany panted amazed at the slightly tingling feeling spreading in his lower regions from the point of the intrusion. For the felt hundredth time he caught his older brother in a crushing embrace and began to lick along his collarbone and neck well aware that his tongue was still awfully cold on the heated skin, having prepared the ice cube moments ago. Prussia shuddered slightly and decided to speed things up further, sneaking another finger in, pumping with a slow and steady rhythm to carefully prepare the younger one who was encouragingly trying to push himself further down on the other's fingers.
Upon adding a third finger Prussia decided to let his free hand get to work on Ludwig's member again to distract him from the possibly slightly uncomfortable feeling of being stretched quite severely, however the other never voiced such discomfort only making small huffing sounds and uttering incoherent words at times when that spot was brushed. Although his current status was making it harder to think by the minute, Ludwig briefly debated if he should just lean back and enjoy the treatment or try to return the favour, however as he had made up his mind the fingers were slowly removed and a pretty worked up and horny Prussia was staring down at him with a questioning and pleading look in his eyes. "It's alright, go ahead, I can take it… I knew it would turn out something like this as you challenged me."
–"You sure you can handle the five-meters?", Prussia bragged despite his body, which was screaming for release by now. That West was getting him too hot for his own good. Germany just pressed his lips together in a suppressed grin of triumph, reaching out to lightly touch the other's aching erection to stress the elder's desperate need for this to happen. "Alright then", Prussia gave in with an awfully serious expression, the prospect of possibly hurting his little brother while entering him actually making him quite nervous. He pushed in slowly, his partner's hands on his back threatening to shove him in by force if he took too much time. Is just trying to prove that he is tough or is he really this eager about it? "D-Damn West… so tight… ah amazing." Germany reacting equally surprised at being filled so completely by Gilbert tightened his grip around him just pressing out a muffled "Amazing indeed… b-big." That certainly would have been balsam to Prussia's ego, however he was too preoccupied with his own feeling of extreme enjoyment at finally being sheeted in his brother's entrance to the hilt. Ever so carefully he started to move, Germany grunting in response, bucking his hips against him in an attempt to make him go deeper and hit that sweet spot with full force.
At that point the clock in the living room announced that it was strike midnight, which made Prussia wear the so far most annoying grin Germany had ever seen on him. Unwillingly he managed to press out: "And what are you so happy about?" –"Oh well you know… It's midnight, I'm inside Germany's tight little ass –and happy reunification brother!", Prussia snorted between two slow thrusts and if he weren't halfway lost in this pleasurable situation he would have burst out laughing. Ludwig, his mouth nothing more than a thin line at the moment, almost snapped at his idiot brother: "Okay, you'd better move now and try to distract me with all you have if you don't want me to hit you for this!" –"Hey little brother, you should take it slow at the beginning…" The younger nation gave him a quick slap to the cheek and a small glare: "I said: move! It's not like you'll have to gently claim my maidenhood." Prussia just all too happily complied, picking up speed and force. A slight hiss of pain escaped the younger nation, causing Prussia to change his angle several times until his brother's surprised gasp of pleasure confirmed that he had found that spot. Allowing himself to enjoy this even more Gilbert closed his eyes hugging his brother tight and blindly searched for his brother's lips to devour them in a kiss. The one under him now freely moaned into the other's mouth, trying to move in sync with a thrusting Prussia and clutching at him. Gilbert broke the kiss for air, leaving his brother looking at him with longing, lust-clouded eyes. "D-damn you West… this is… nice. God, if you keep looking like that… I'll just come far too soon." Encouraged by the praise in those less than elegant words, Germany just tried to push him over the edge, lightly biting and licking at the sensitive exposed flesh before him and sneaking one shaky hand down to truly take him by surprise.
The eldest brother had to bite his lips not to scream the other's name out in utter surprise and pleasure at the intrusion: "Lud- ah, how do you manage… ungh that's playing dirty… s-stop I'll…how do you even reach there…?" Damn, how could he make him almost feel like he was being topped when it was the squirming and panting young nation beneath him at the receiving end. Adjusting to the feeling of receiving almost too much pleasure from Ludwig's tight heat and teasing finger pushing in and out steadily at the same time for several minutes, Prussia finally decided that he would not come alone. With his so far weakest smug grin on his lips he started pumping the other's member while thrusting into him at a slightly slower but steady pace, holding his hips in place with the other hand. Germany threw his head back, forgetting about teasing his "attacker's" rear for a moment panting out his name in whispers. "Gilbert, Gilbert, y-yes… almost there, don't-ever-stop!" Damn he let's out a sexy voice, I'm just ready to blow at that, Gilbert thought, still trying to turn his mind to less erotic things to delay his orgasm a little longer. A few thrusts and strokes later Ludwig came with a drawn out moan, blindly kissing his brother's face, stammering more words of praise, while the older followed a few frantic thrusts later as his partner got even tighter around him after his release. As he spilled his seed deep inside him he directly locked eyes with the young spent nation under him, who blushed deeply in the exact moment he felt Prussia's warm juices hit his insides.
Leaning down for a final passionate kiss Gilbert lazily thrust in and out a few times more just to stay inside him and as he stopped that too, he started to slowly lick of the sticky substance Germany had spilled on his own belly and the elder's hand. Only after he was done with that he slowly pulled out, almost getting hard again at the delicious friction. However, he was awfully tired and from the looks of it his younger brother was half asleep too by now. So, Gilbert huddled close and rested his head on the other's shoulder a wide almost serene smile planted on his features. "That was the best, West…I had no idea…" –"Yes that was amazing", came a sleepy mumble form Germany, lightly running his fingers through Gilbert's messy hear. The white-haired man closed his eyes in satisfaction, rubbing his cheek against Ludwig's bare chest almost making a purring sound.
Still he felt a little like taunting his little brother, which came not out as really convincing in his low voice: "Guess I made a mess again, and guess who is not going to clean up after himself, because he earned an awesome victory today?" Germany just lazily cracked an eye open in an attempt to glare at him: "Shut up and enjoy yourself while you still can, I'm sore and you're going to pay for that…" –"If it's with my strong handsome West, you can pay me back anytime…" He was interrupted by the quiet chuckle that moved Germany's chest: " You have no idea what I will do and when I will do it…" With that the other drifted off to sleep hugging the other's smaller form tightly, nuzzling his hair. Prussia couldn't help it to feel excited at this "threat" and drifted off to sleep hours later, signature smirk forever stuck on his face. Yes, I'm just that awesome…
(Okay now, is that even physically possible what I let Germany do in a desperate attempt to make him look more dominant in this chapter? I mean seriously, experienced Prussia is just more experienced; still he can get him by surprise with that? Should stop ranting… and just write a lemon with some invading Prussia's vital regions by force to get over it;). Oh and the trunks were quite unnecessary, just wrote them in 'cause I watched too much DBZ lately?
I promise to work on chapter 5, which will not contain a lemon, I'll need more time and feedback for that… I feel this one has some serious weaknesses, please tell me if you have some suggestions and so on. )
Annotations:
was zum Teufel – What the devil?
