Chapter 7

Vash awoke at what he guessed was around one or two in the afternoon, as the spring's warm sun pierced through the little window in his room was too bright for morning. The edelweiss, he hoped, would be blooming. He was about to get up and to smell Vanessa's breakfast, but long arms were holding him back. Then he heard the breathing trickling down his neck, and he remembered.

He wasn't sure what to do; he had so much to explain to President Zwingli. He'd be furious at Vash for so rudely storming and terrorizing Vienna's capital building. Who knows how much he'd worry Vanessa. And the Austrian president surely had some choice words for him. Vash hated being the one who caused pointless trouble, because he hated it when others caused pointless trouble.

Just as he was about to pry himself from the unfamiliar but tight grasp, a peaceful voice murmured, "Don't…"

Vash stopped instantly and turned around to meet a pair of sleepy purple eyes, ones he hadn't seen in a long time. Both their faces were pink, but Vash's was deeper, which the brunette found so cute that he had to pet his hair. Vash blushed and snuggled into his chest, looking up at him with a furrowed brow and pout. Roderich adored those eyes, and that mouth that looked so captivating… He leaned close, and Vash instantly offered his lips, parting them. They were so tempting but Roderich felt himself warning, "I'm going to kiss you."

"No shit."

Roderich held up his chin with two fingers, kissing Vash deeply, but not without that nagging need. He needed to taste them – Have they changed? He licked at the soft skin, savoring it, and moaning softly. They were so sweet for someone so tightly wound...

Vash squirmed and furrowed his brow deeper; a signal for Roderich to calm down, but the hungry tongue was still lingering. Vash was burning and as much as he liked that long tongue, Roderich's moaning was making his lower parts uncomfortable. "Stop it, you –"

His open mouth only allowed the tongue to be slid in as his face was held strongly by all digits, and Roderich explored and stroked every inch of his mouth. In spite of himself, moans escaped from Vash's throat as his own tongue rubbed against Roderich's. He grabbed his shoulders roughly and squeezed them. Did the idiot really think he could be dominated so easily? He'd show this pretty boy aristocrat –

Vash's hands moved to both sides of Roderich's face, and knew exactly where to touch. His thumb brushed over the mole below his lips. Instantly, Roderich's once so eager tongue retreated bashfully and he shivered. "V-Vash, don't touch there…" he breathed strangely.

"Idiot, I've been waiting for years, I'm not stopping." Vash growled, stroking it again, and Roderich moaned, this time clearer, and his face went to a deep red. Vash quickly decided he loved that sound; it was making his whole body hot and causing his hands to shake. "Again," He commanded, and without that spot being touched, Roderich let out a few sweet, teasing mewls for him.

Vash roughly grabbed his shoulders and pushed him down on his back. Roderich was too taken off guard to do anything when Vash straddled him, not that he was entirely protesting. But the nation pressing against his stiff member was certainly uncomfortable. Roderich grabbed his thin hips, curling his lip disapprovingly and in some amusement when he saw that Vash was just as hard. The blonde hardly noticed, and grabbed Roderich's shoulders again, his sudden so commanding and dominating look gone. His aggressive eyes quickly became reluctant, and he quivered his lip, not sure what to do with all this heat and excitement building up in him. And wondering why the hell he pulled himself on top of Roderich when he hadn't the slightest clue how to move.

Roderich knew why, and he flushed at the three facts: Vash was a virgin, so Roderich was his first, and they were doing it. Now. Vash was becoming shyer, but there was no way in hell he was suddenly going to stop.

This was just fine with the Austrian, who moved his hands lower and gave Vash a good squeeze. He made a yelping noise, taken aback and glared at Roderich from his red face. It was such a stark contrast with his green eyes and his normally angry disposition, that Roderich couldn't help laughing.

"Wh-what's so funny, idiot?" Vash questioned with a cute combination of a whine and a growl. He wanted to screw the life out of the nation (or vice versa), not sit and have a good laugh.

"It… Your face is so red…" Roderich managed to get out between tears. What was it Spain always said about the other Italy? "I-it's like a tomato!"

Vash frowned more and swiped off his glasses, "Yours is too!" That didn't stop the laughter, so the Swiss nation needed some way to repair his ego. He knew how, it just involved arching his back further.

Instantly, the laughs stopped, and were replaced by a low whimper. Roderich shifted uncomfortably, really wanting to be out of the stupid pants, but a certain someone wasn't letting that happen. Actually... Did Vash really think he was...? How could Roderich put this eloquently?

"Do you want to switch?" He offered.

Vash was confused. "Switch?"

"Ah... I'm just guessing this..." Roderich cleared his throat. "You're... Untouched?"

It took a few seconds for Vash to understand, but once it clicked, his look became even shyer and more nervous, if not a little angry. "S-so?" He made a 'hmf' noise and tried to regain a tough air. "M-means nothing."

Roderich smiled, "I'm just asking if... I could be on top."

With another shy and irritable noise, the nation complied.

And so Vash was on his back, and he admittedly found this to be a better position, as he was secretly enjoying all the kisses that were being showered on him. Roderich had taken off his coat and was biting and nipping at every inch of his neck.

Vash groaned and arched his back, encouraging Roderich to remove his black shirt and feel his chest. Vash gritted his teeth and held in a moan, "St-stupid, I want it now!"

The taller man was a off put by the demanding voice, but he knew that Vash was ready enough. "Yes, very well," He said with a sigh, unzipping and pulling off the dark green pants. He reached for the hem of the boxers, his quick fingers about to completely discard them, when Vash shakily grabbed his wrist. "W-wait."

Roderich glanced up, not surprised, but a little annoyed. "Yes...?"

"D-don't give me that look! You better promise!"

"Promise...?"

"That you'll stay with me after this!" Vash said this especially loud, and seemed to have some hurt in his face. And Roderich's expression softened as well, he could only imagine how long Vash wished for something like this, for his touch. Roderich satisfied his urges, temporarily, with Hungary, but she wasn't the anxious, commanding, irritating blonde he needed. He remembered how hard she swung down her frying pan when he told her that. He tried Prussia too; thinking maybe a man would be different. It was, and he was never going near that deranged nation again.

Roderich looked at the silver chains on their wrists. The edelweisses were hanging close together. He bent down and kissed Vash softly, saying, "No, I'd never do that again."

Vash kissed back and they held it, until he broke away and said, "If you do, I'm shooting your crotch, Roderich." And he said that with such seriousness and truth that Hungary's frying pan didn't seem so bad now. But after all those years of unnecessary hurt, neither of them was letting the other out of his sight.

"And you have to say it. Before and after." Vash commanded.

"Say...?" Roderich shifted with impatience.

Vash paused, looking away for a quick second, then back at him. "That you love me."

Roderich flushed and took the pale hand which the bracelet dangled from and entwined their fingers together. He kissed the top. "Only if you say you feel the same."

"Stupid, I do love you. I always have."

"I love you, even if it took me forever."

"Yeah, it did. Now screw me."

"Only if you stop interrupting..."

Was that "confession" in character? XD

No lemon, sorries! There'll be plenty in the next multi-chapter AustroSwiss I'm writing~~ (because I wasn't happy with this fic's ending at all, you'll see once you read it :c)

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