Shoutout(s):
PrivetComrade: i was in a fluffy mood. :), happy to provide what is needed. Hopefully "Wonderful" is to your liking, took me all night to get it right...
Shizuka: Well then my stalker friend, thank you for commenting! I get lazy when reading fanfics too, I still haven't reviewed some of my fav stories. I feel bad all of a sudden...but, anyways your allowed to love me as much as you want, I have no qualms :3
Lucrecia84: You know, I think we have similar minds if or ideas are going to be this close, I mean first the doujinshi and know role playing? And I've never role played in my entire life..damn. But, anyways, thank you so much for reviewing I really like how you comment on your favorite parts and tell me what you like about them, please keep that up. I mean it. Honestly, it makes it so much easier for me to want to keep writing. Because lately I haven't been wanting to, and then my phone when off with your review and it was like BAM, I want to write :3! Thank you. sincerely, THANK YOU!
Quick note: Ryo, mo-jo's back :3
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Warning(s): Lets see, malexmale relationships (Yaoi), strong sexual references, actual sexual themes, cursing, character death, Mpreg, I'll add more when i think of them...
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110. Order:
This isn't natural, falling in love with a human. An incubus as awesome as himself should be out causing chaos, eating away at humanity one human at a time. Not lying in bed with a mere human when he could easily have a high ranking demon all for himself! If his brother found out about this he would be-Ivan bit the demon's neck, lightly pulling the soft silk-like tail of the creature.
"Gilbert." Said man shivered at the lusty tone of the Russian hot against his pointed ears before biting the skin, slipping a hand into his skin tight leather shorts. Teasingly stroking his tip while leaving a confusing trail of loving kisses down the demon's back.
"I-Ivan you-" Ivan cut him off with a kiss, effectively hushing the Albino with his tongue as he unbuckled the shorts, seductively sliding them down the plump thighs.
"Ya lyublyu tebya." The incubus moaned, his tail unconsciously wrapping around the Russian's waist, attempting to pull the larger male closer while he wrapped a hand around the back of the others neck.
"You will become mine, da?" Ivan kissed the Prussian's neck, showing the demon a pleasure he had never known before as he gently slid his fingers across his hardening nipples.
"Ahh~ I-Ivan!" Yup, he would have some explaining to do when he got home...
111. Paper:
"That is NOT what happened!" America bellowed over the laughing nations.
"Da, you believed that silly legend that a ball-point pen wouldn't work in zero-gravity and spent 12 billion dollars to develop a pen that would. In Soviet Russia, we used a pencil."
112. Autumn:
Prussia collapsed onto the lower branches of a nearby maple tree, his fingers lightly playing with the growing amount of snow resting on the ground. Russia followed the male, settling to his knees and leaning against the strong trunk of the tree before turning to the Prussian. Silently watching his scarlet eyes stalk Gilbird through the leaves.
"Hey, Prussiya?" Scarlet eyes turned to the Russian.
"Ja?"
"Do you miss your brother?" Prussia was silent, watching the Russian's teeth lightly nibble the soft edges of his scarf before turning away.
"Ja..I do." They were quiet, Russia's violet eyes burning apologize into the Prussian's cheek before he abandoned the trunk. Effortlessly lifting his arms around the branches and wrapping them around the male, the soft cloth of his scarf catching on the peeling bark of the shedding maple. Gilbert ignored the action and closed his eyes, past memories of his brother infecting his mind and forcing him to reopen them, revealing a sad distant look on the Russian beside him as he turned his head to the side.
"Do you still hate me?" He was silent, unmoving as the Russian sighed before cupping his cheek in his palm. Forcing the Russian closer as he connected their foreheads with a small chuckle, morphing to a full blown laugh at the confusion resting on the Russian's face.
"You really are bold.." The Russian said with a dangerous aurora when the Prussian kissed his cheek, a small simple smile on his face as he watched the Russian's eyes widen a small blush creeping across his cheeks as the Prussian backed away.
"Nein."
113. Wonderful:
"No Peeking!"
"But Prussiya~" Prussia tightened the blindfold around the Russian before pulling him forward by the scarf.
"Nein! You can wait!" Prussia cleared the many sunflowers in his way as he dragged the Russian behind him through the recently bloomed field until they came to a small clearing, a single blanket laid on the soft soil with a basket Lithuania had kindly packed full for the Prussian. Prussia smirked at himself, impressed with the sheer amount of awesomeness he had bestowed upon his lover and sat him on the cloth.
"Can I take it off now? !"
"Look up." The Prussian ordered as he scooted behind the Russian, lifted his head to the sky before ripping the blind fold from his eyes, violet eyes blinking as they adjusted to the sudden ambush of colors against his eyes before gasping. Eyes widened he stared, surrounded by the yellow flowers staring down at him in a single yellow ray of happiness that had the Russian's eyes watering.
"Do you like it?" Russia turned to his lover, who had the biggest smirk he had ever seen as he looked up the sky reaching his arms out and laughing. "I'm. Fucking. Awesome!" Russia hiccuped as the Prussian pulled out a bottle of vodka from the basket before pouncing the male, small tears staining the Prussian's white shirt. Both nations falling to the soft cloth as the Prussian chuckled, kissing away the Russian's tears before the other chuckled, a single true smile that had the other shivering embracing his lips.
"Thank you."
114. Harmony:
Ivan watched as Gilbert's hands massaged his scalp, dividing the soap evenly throughout his platinum locks before he wrapped his arms around him with a small whine.
"Prussiya~, wash my hair too!" Gilbert scoffed, ignoring the Russian's embrace as he washed away the remaining suds.
"Nein, wash your own hair!" Ivan pouted grabbing the shampoo and turning his back to the Prussian and began washing his hair with slumped shoulders, smirking when his lover groaned, tore of his hands, and took to massaging his scalp.
115. Flat:
Ivan brought his fingers over Gilbert's breasts, plainly admirably the soft flat surface with a loving kiss to the skin.
"What is it with you and my man breasts?" Gilbert raised an eyebrow at his lover, a small glimmer of happiness igniting the flames of his eyes as the Russian smiled.
"I like them, da?"
"But, you can always touch those awesome..huge..tits..." Ivan visibly paled, resting his face on the smooth surface of his lover.
"You only have brother's so I don't expect you to understand but, that's why I like them this size. And besides, when I do this." Ivan pinched his nipple, lightly rubbing the other between his fingers, Gilbert shivering while a small moan echoed against the walls of the bedroom. "You sing, and I love your voice, especially when it's my name. Hey, you should sing my voice now!" Gilbert groaned as Ivan brightened, cuddling happily against his chest.
116. Potatoes:
Gilbert smirked as he walked through the market, a large bag of freshly dug potatoes in his arms as he met up with his lover. Ivan shook his head as he examined the contents of the bag, guessing it's contents consisted of potatoes and nothing but, potatoes.
"Gil..don't we have enough, potatoes?" Gilbert raised an eyebrow at his lover.
"Enough? Nein, I should have gotten another bag. These will be gone in it least a week." The albino said between bites as he munched on a raw potato, Ivan silently agreeing with the Prussian as he watched the content face morph to pleasure with every bite of the tuberous crop. Inwardly flinching at the idea of more potato based meals.
117. Confusion:
Ivan waited in the back of the classroom as the other students darted through the door, quickly leaving the Russian alone with his lover who sat on the top of his desk.
"So, what's up?" Ivan fiddled with his fingers, lately the albino seemed unhappy around him, his smile always morphing to something between a frown and an annoyed scowled whenever he appeared. "Ivan?"
"Do you..want to break up?" Gilbert flinched, Ivan leaning on the chipping paint of the window seal and looking away from the other.
"W-Was?"
"Lately you've been..different..you never smile around me anymore, or laugh, always a scowl. Yet when I see with your other friends you that's all you ever do." Gilbert's eyes widened, it was true he was unhappy but, not with the Russian. For as long as they had been together his devoted lover had done everything in his power to keep him happy, never failing to show his love in words when they parted ways for the day. "I tell you I love you, da? Hold you, care for you..but you still-" That sentenced stayed unfinished as the Prussian hugged the taller male, who instantly wrapped his arms around his neck small tears slipping down his flushed cheek with a chocked sob. Gilbert whipped away the tears, an untamed anger filling his chest knowing he caused the growing dampness on the shoulder his red hoodie.
This had to end.
Gilbert kissed his lovers nose, taking a deep breath as he prepared himself to do the one thing he had been struggling to do for the past month.
"I-Ich liebe dich, Ivan."
118. Lightning:
Gilbert opened his eyes at a particularly loud clash of thunder, his lover's arms instinctively wrapping protectively around him as the walls around them trembled. The room flashed with another spark of lightning, Ivan glaring at the uncovered window before turning him and his lover the other way, nuzzling into the soft locks of hair and falling back asleep.
119. Target:
Gilbert coughed as he ran through the Russian's streets, quickly snatching a look at the looming Russian currently stalking him through the crowds.
"You've got to be kidding me.." The spy groaned beneath his breathe as he approached headquarters, changing his view to his front when the pursuer suddenly appeared there. Colliding with the other he felt a hand slither around his waist, effectively holding him captive.
"Privet, Comrade." Gilbert trembled at the seductive tone his voice took as he took his hand, turning him to walk back down the street. "You will come with me, da?" Ivan flashed a small Makarov pistol toward the other, who grunted and shook his head yes.
120: Release:
"Are you ready? Gilbert?" Gilbert groaned, his face contorting from pleasures he wasn't sure he would ever grow used to as the Russian continued pocking his entrance. Purposely stretching his entrance before backing out again in a teasing fashion. Gilbert moaned loudly as his lover strives deeper, bucking his hip towards him trying with great difficultly to force him deeper when he heard Ivan growl. Reaching a single hand to cuffs that bond his to the bed, catching the sturdy chain and pulling it to pieces. Gilbert's hand instantly hooked around his neck, quickly invading the mouth he had almost died to kiss as he was laid onto the mattress. Ivan lifting a single leg from the mattress and stretched his hand to the ribbon, lightly untying the bond as he released the Prussian's mouth.
"Scream." Russia dove into the albino with a single well aimed thrust against the albino's prostate, a long heavy moan echoing through the room as Gilbert came. A strong burst of white reaching up to his neck stained his stomach as the Russian continued his thrusts, bring out the Prussian's pleasure to the fullest while forever kissing and caressing his body.
"A-Ahh~...Ivan..Vanya.." Gilbert repeated those names over and over as the only legible thing he could produce against the constant spasms of his body as he was lifted from the bed, Ivan swiftly resumed his thrusts aiming deeper into the Prussian's whose nails where currently scrapping his back.
"Hngh! Wa-Wait..Ivan..Aah!" Ivan kissed his lover's exposed neck as he looked to the ceiling, bringing the male up and down against his member with slick slap sound as their skin met repeatedly.
"Nyet, I can't wait." Gilbert moaned loudly, and burst of release splashing against his previous spill as the Russian continued. Ivan never giving the Prussian a single moment's rest as he thrusted faster, his fingers unintentionally squeezing his butt in turn bringing the Prussian even more pleasure as he stole another kiss.
"Nnn..V-Vanya..Ahh!" Ivan smiled as he watched his lover's face contort in utterly deep pleasure, purposely slowing his pace as he kissed the male. Their tongues colliding in a sloppy embrace before he parted.
"I'm sorry, It's not enough, Gilbert. Ich liebe dich." Said male was left unable to answer as he lips were stolen once again as his lover picked up his paced, lifting his knees from the bed as he laid the trembling Prussian against the mattress. Holding his legs wide as he examined the twitching entrance, before plunging back into him.
"Aaah~..Nhh..I-Ivan! P-Please!" Gilbert reached for his lover's cheek, a small single word coming to mind as his lips quivered.
"More."
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A/N: No comments today, I need to do my work and I have only about 30 minuets! :I, btw, I didn't have time to edit this so there may be a few mistakes! Sorry!
