How did I find myself HERE of all places? Sure, I had been pretty willing at first... Well, alright, I had actually insisted on it. But now... Sitting in this chair, having the plump little old woman clean my ears off in preparation for the things to come... I kind of wanted to back out. I don't even remember how Lukas talked me into this in the first place... Hmm... I guess this situation calls for a flashback:
"Whoa! Lukas! You have your ears pierced?" I exclaimed, having just noticed the glint of the small silver hoops in the other male's ears. He looked at me a moment, as though confused, then nodded.
"Oh, yes. I have for a few years. Ever since Mathias and I started dating. He's the one who convinced me to do it." He explained, pinching the ring between his fingers then releasing it. I stared, a little enviously. I didn't have any piercings...
"Did it hurt?" I asked, and he thought about it.
"No, not really... I guess it stung for a second, but its really quick. And it's not unbearable or anything." He replied, shrugging. I nodded, thinking it over.
"Could I... Could I get mine done?" I asked, and he gave me the smallest of scoffs.
"No Tino. You, and only you, are forbidden from EVER getting your ears pierced." He spat sarcastically. I frowned, stuck my tongue out, then pouted a bit.
"You don't have to talk to me like I'm stupid! I don't know how these things work!" I defended, and he smiled at me, sitting down next to me on my bed.
"Well, you go in, give the lady some money, and she shoots a little needle through your ear. Or I guess it could be a he... But that's pretty rare, I've noticed..." He trailed off, and I groaned.
"So off topic!" I pointed out, and he shrugged.
"Well, that's all I can really tell you. You either get them done or you don't." He stated matter-of-factually. Then we headed over to Su-San's for our morning trip to school.
I had contemplated it for two days afterward, and decided to go ahead and go through with it. So I guess that's how I find myself here, sitting in a little beauty store after school, on the verge of tears. My mother was talking to a lady at the counter of the store, only having come to assure the employees that I was allowed to pierce my ears. Lukas an Mathias were walking around, window-shopping as they waited. So that left only Su-San to witness this momentous occasion. The lady was readying the gun, and I felt like I was about to faint.
I didn't want to do it anymore. I was going to throw up, going to cry, going to pass out. Any and all of those things, or a combination of them, would be so completely humiliating! I couldn't do it! I needed to tell her to stop.
But then there was Su-San, and he folded his hand over mine, giving it a tight squeeze. I looked up at him, his face straight, unwavering. I stared for a moment, regaining my confidence, and squeezed back. I offered him a little nod, and the lady finally came over with the now prepared gun.
"Ready?" She asked, and, taking a deep breath, I nodded. So she got into position, lining the ring up with my ear, counted down, and I heard a little click, and felt a little prick to go with it.
I opened my eyes, not having known that I closed them, and looked around. Was it over? But... That hadn't hurt nearly as much as it should have! Had she missed? But she was already going around to the other side, and I heard yet another click, felt a little sting, and, just like that, I had my ears pierced. I looked at my new earrings in the mirror, that she offered me, then gave Su-San a big grin. I had done it!
"Su-San! Look! My ears are pierced!" I exclaimed, and he nodded, looking at the little studs that would be in my ears for the next six to eight weeks. I blushed as I realised how childish my excitement was, standing up and thanking the lady. My mother handed me my bag of ear-care supplies, we collected Lukas and Mathias, and we were back on the road, heading for home. (There was a brief argument over who went in whose car, as Mathias decided he wanted to ride with Lukas this time. Eventually we decided that all those underage would ride with Su-San. My mother apparently had "things to do.")
The ride was relatively quiet. Well... As quiet as a car with Mathias in it can be... Which isn't very quiet at all... Well, regardless, I've learned the special technique of blocking out most of what he says, so it seemed pretty quiet.
"...They loo' nice." Su-San mumbled so only I could hear. My eyes widened, and I looked up at him quickly. Once my mind had time to process the compliment, I felt my cheeks heat. Why, why, why, was I so, so, SO obvious?
"O-Oh... Thank you!" I exclaimed, not sure why it had come out so loud...
"Do they hur'?" He asked, and I shook my head quickly.
"No, not at all! I mean, I guess they ache a little, but not bad enough for me to really notice... I guess if I touched them they might hurt, but otherwise I'm fine. And, besides, the lady said that some pain and swelling the first day was to be expected, so its nothing to worry about, I'm sure... So yeah, all good here!" I gushed, not realising that I was babbling until I had finished. I flushed further, snapping my head to look out the window in a bid to hide my blush. Why did I always do that? Just talk and talk and talk until people couldn't stand me?
"Tell me if i' hur's too much." He commanded, and I nodded silently, wanting to keep my mouth shut. I could feel his eyes on me, but I knew that he would eventually have to turn back to the road, or risk killing us all. As I predicted, his focus shifted to the road. I sighed, relieved to have avoided any questions, but a bit sad that he hadn't bothered to ask me any.
We drove in silence for a bit, and I suddenly realised that it truly WAS silent. Not even Mathias was talking. Ever the curious one, I turned around to glance at the couple in the backseat. I found them staring right back at me, which made me jump.
"Ah! W-What? Why are you two staring?" I demanded, doing my best to glare.
"...Observing your awkwardness." Lukas explained, as if it wasn't a totally cryptic answer at all.
"W-What? What are you talking about?"
"...Just the fact that you are completely refusing to look at Berwald." He pointed out. The blush that I had finally gotten rid of returned with a vengeance, and I shook my head violently.
"I'm not refusing to look at him! What do you want me to do? Stare at him all day?" I questioned, and Lukas gave me a little glare.
"Nevermind, Tino. Sorry to have interrupted. Why don't you go back to sulking like a bitch?" He spat, and my eyes widened. Lukas had never insulted me... I was surprised to say the least.
"Hej! Don' talk ta Tino like tha'!" Su-San cut in, and I looked at him with surprise. He didn't usually interject into conversations, but I guess his protective instincts had kicked in.
"Don't yell at my Norge like that!" Mathias shouted, wrapping an arm around his boyfriend protectively. Great, just fucking GREAT. Now everyone was pissed off at each other, and it was all thanks to me... How did I accomplish that again? Lukas sighed, making a point of removing Mathias' arm.
"Mathias, I can take care of myself. Shut the fuck up. And... Sorry Tino... I didn't mean to say that... I won't take it back or anything, because you ARE sulking like a bitch, but I'll apologize for saying it out loud." Lukas said, shrugging, and I did my best to smile. Sure, he had hurt my feelings, but I would rather not let this start a fight.
"Um, okei..." I offered, turning back around to face the windshield.
Well, wasn't this day just turning out to be great? I was feeling depressed because I'm an attention whore, Lukas is pissed at me, Su-San is pissed at Lukas, and Mathias is pissed at Su-San. And it's barely noon. Su-San pulled up to his house, and we all exited his car, straggling awkwardly. Should we go to our respective houses, or hang out with one another, or separate completely? I finally looked to Su-San, hoping he could give me an answer. He glanced my way as I looked up, and our eyes met, and suddenly, all the previous awkwardness disappeared. I guess this is why we never got into arguments. With just one look everything that might have been bothering us cleared up, and we were perfectly happy in the company of one another yet again. I couldn't help but smile a bit in relief, going to stand with Su-San. I stood on my tiptoes in an attempt to get to his ear, but he had to bend down a bit for me to actually succeed. I whispered lowly, making a request. He seemed to contemplate it, then nodded. I grinned, going back to the car. I noticed that Lukas gave me a curious look, and I turned to him quickly.
"We decided to give you two some alone time... See you later." I kept it short and sweet, closing my door as Su-San started the engine. Lukas looked surprised on the other side of the window, and I saw his mouth moving, though I didn't hear the words he spoke. I waved to him cheerfully, his face one of shock as we pulled away.
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I tried to question Tino, but either he couldn't hear me, or was pretending like he couldn't. Regardless, he and Berwald pulled out of the driveway, leaving me alone with my stupid bundle of useless Danish blonde. I thought that Tino and I were having an argument of sorts... I had kind of called him a sulky bitch... In retrospect, that was pretty mean of me... I should really apologize later...
Off topic. Our little argument aside, weren't he and Berwald being awkward just moments ago? How did they make up so fast? And how had I missed it? I mean, they weren't fighting, but I could tell that Tino was fretting over something. He probably realised that he had been ranting, and figured that it had bothered Berwald. That seems like something he would fret about...
I guess he just can't get it through that thick blonde skull of his that Berwald loves him. Everyone and their mom's dog can tell, even Mathias, and THAT is saying something. He thinks that he bothers him with the things he does, when they only make Berwald love him more. But, fuck, they are both so AWKWARD! What I wouldn't give to just shove their heads together and force them to kiss. It seems like that would just make them more awkward, but, hell, at the rate they're going at, they'll both be in their nineties before they even get to kissing. You assume I exaggerate, but, I promise you, this is no exaggeration.
I understand where both is coming from, they both find faults with themselves. Tino thinks he is terribly unattractive, fat, too feminine, etc. He is under the immutable impression that Berwald finds him absolutely repulsive. He also seems to think that Berwald is straight, which, I assure you, is quite far from the truth. He is comparable to a circle. How is a circle comparable to a straight line? Exactly. As for Berwald, I think he caught on that Tino is gay, which, honestly, I would have punched him if he hadn't. That boy is so freaking obvious, it puts Mathias and I to shame. However, despite knowing of Tino's sexuality, Berwald thinks of himself as perpetually friendzoned. And, that aside, he doesn't feel worthy of Tino's affections.
Why I associate with these flaming, sexually frustrated, awkward homosexuals, I will never know. However, I can't say that I wouldn't have befriended them, even if our circumstances were different. Tino and I just... What is the word... Clicked? Yes, I think so. We clicked. As soon as I met him, I was comfortable with him. I knew as soon as I laid eyes on him that I could trust him. I usually tell my stupid intuition to shut the fuck up when it comes to first impressions, but I went with it this time. He's too innocent to worry me.
As I contemplated this, Mathias had decided to drag me into Berwald's house. His reasons I did not know, but I suppose it would be better to go inside than to wait for the awkward couple to return. And yes, I just decided that they are a couple, though they don't know it themselves. They fit all the requirements of an early couple, after all. They go places together, hold hands, share food, hug, sleep together, cuddle, feed each other, and Tino sits in Berwald's lap. Throw a kiss in there and you have the real deal.
Berwald's mother wasn't in the house when we entered, so I assumed she was at work. I followed behind Mathias, who took me up the stairs, into what was clearly Berwald's room. I glanced around curiously, not having been in this room yet. Not surprisingly, it was spartan, clean and sparsely decorated, only the pile of blankets that lay on the floor, obviously Mathias', seemed out of place. Only necessary furniture, and little to nothing in the way of garnishment. In fact, the only décor I could spot was a silver photo frame. Curious, I went to look at the photo inside. I can't say I was surprised that the contents was a picture of a much younger Tino. I couldn't hold back the smallest of smiles as I took in his former appearance. He was a bit chubbier, especially in the face, but he wasn't a fat child. His hair was just a little longer, and pulled up into two lopsided pigtails. It was obvious that he was at the beach, as sand was apparent on his face and in his hair, but he was still grinning like a fool. I placed it back where I had found it, then turned back to Mathias.
"Any particular reason you brought me up here?" I asked, and he only offered me a grin. Well, I guess that was all I needed. I knew from experience what that grin meant. "I don't believe Berwald would be very pleased to return to a room that smells like sex." I pointed out, and his grin grew even wider.
"There's air freshener in the hallway closet. Bed." He commanded, pointing to his makeshift 'bed' on the floor. Well, hell, who was I to argue? In fact, thinking back on it, perhaps this is what Tino had intended to happen. He must have assumed that I get testier when I'm frustrated. Okay, well... Maybe he's right. I did snap at him after all.
I sighed, sitting myself down on his pile of blankets that will, for the sake of my pride, be referred to as his bed from this point on. I refuse to acknowledge that I had sex on a pile of blankets in my new friend/boyfriend's caretaker's house. Yeah, no, that isn't going to fly.
Needless to say, Mathias didn't take his time with pouncing on me. I swear I was only half-way through blinking and was already missing my shirt and pants. Not many people know of the magical clothing removing powers that Mathias possesses, but they are powerful. I blinked once more, and I was completely naked, and he was down to boxers. And no, I do not blink slowly, thank you. I couldn't help but watch as he removed his last article of clothing, unashamed of my attraction to his lower half. Say what you like about my boneheaded dimwit of a boyfriend, but it is all trumped by his performance in bed. As much as I still hate to admit it, he's far from lacking in the size department, if you know what I mean. (Which I hope you do, otherwise I may have to pass you on to Mathias so that you may have a comprehensible conversation with someone.)
The next thing I know, I've been pushed down to lay on my back, Mathias leaning over me, trailing kisses down my chest. I shivered a bit under the fluttering touch of his lips, then jolted as he took a nipple into his mouth. Oh, how this man knew how to please me, to tease me perfectly, just enough to put me on the brink, but not enough to send me over. I groaned, already desperate for more, only my pride keeping me from begging.
"Un... Mathias, we don't... Don't have time for foreplay! Get on with-AH!" I choked on the last syllable, a result of a sharp bite to the nipple he had been licking gently just moments before. He continued his ministrations, despite my urges for him to hurry, pressing fingers to my lips. I allowed them in, used to this routine, sucking on them lightly, making sure to coat them appropriately. He pulled them out, and finally released my poor abused nipple, sitting up and on his haunches. Though my legs were already spread to accommodate his body between them, he pushed so that I was forced to open them even more. I snarled as he did so, my pride still in tact, though it was waning. He returned the gesture with a grin, then shoved a slick finger inside. I gasped, not expecting the intrusion so soon or so fast. I guess I had forgotten how mean Mathias can get if you try to disobey him during sex. He didn't like having his dominance undermined. Actually... That's inaccurate. He likes having it undermined, but only so that he could reassert it. Two fold.
I squirmed a bit as he started moving it, experienced enough that it wasn't painful, but not experienced enough that it wasn't uncomfortable. He waited till I had relaxed a bit, then inserted a second one, scissoring it with the previous finger. I groaned, shifting so that the angle was better for me. As he slid the third in, he took my length into his mouth, sucking gently, distracting me from the pain that was finally starting to form. I focused my attention on the wonderful feelings his tongue was giving me, relaxed my body the best I could.
"Just one more babe," he assured me, returning to his sucking immediately after.
"Oh, no, why not stick your whole-Ah-fist in while you're at it?" I questioned sarcastically, and I felt the curve of his lips around me. He inserted his fourth finger, and I bit my lip to keep from crying out like I knew he wanted me to. No, I wasn't going to let him have that satisfaction. I kept quiet, allowing the pain and pleasure to slowly melt into one feeling. After a few moments, he retracted his fingers, and I couldn't suppress the groan of disappointment I emitted at the loss of the sensation. But it was quickly reintroduced, though it was several times more painful than the fingers.
He didn't hesitate to push his length all the way in, to the hilt. The cry I had been stifling ripped out of my throat, my back arching involuntarily.
"What the FUCK?" I demanded, wincing as he pulled back to thrust. He just offered me a grin.
"No time for foreplay, Norge." He replied, and I had nothing to retaliate with, considering those had been my own words. I bit my lip, and readjusted so that it hurt less, and allowed him free reign of my body. A dominance struggle, I decided, was not worth it at the moment. My pride be damned, I wanted to get laid, just as much as Mathias wanted to fuck me into oblivion.
I was thankful for the slow pace he set, at least initially, but, as time went on, I realised that he was once again teasing me, refusing to speed up. I growled, going as far as to bare my teeth, and tried to urge him to go faster by grinding my hips up to meet him, but he retaliated by pushing my hips down, restricting all of my movement. I snarled as viciously as a hot and bothered Norwegian can, and dug my nails into the arms that were holding me down. I heard Mathias yelp above me, and he released his hold on me.
"Fuck me the right way, or not at all you stupid mother fucking son of a bitch." I commanded, receiving a smirk as a reply. He reestablished his grip on my hips, but this time used them for leverage, propelling his hips forward quickly. I gasped, the sensation arching my back. That was definitely better.
"Harder! God fucking damnit harder! And you should know know damn well where you're aiming by noAH!" I finally saw white as he hit the sweetest spot in my body. My pride shattered along with my coherency, I cried out with each thrust, my hands grabbing at anything, everything they could find, finally tangling into his hair. We both lost our senses, succumbing fully to the pleasure, our primal instincts taking over. Ecstasy intertwined with my voice as I gave in, screaming anything that came to my mind, mostly semi-coherent utterances of Mathias' name.
It seemed like ages, moments, hours, seconds passed, all at once, too fast yet too slow. I moaned out in pleasure, but also with annoyance, desperation and anticipation. I wanted to release the heat that had been pooling in my stomach, it was burning me from the inside out. But at the same time, I wanted this pleasure to continue endlessly. But I didn't really get to make that decision, as, with a final thrust of his hips, Mathias and I both came simultaneously. We practically screamed, both of our voices rising into a strangled cry as we came, then we both collapsed into a sweaty pile on the floor, gasping in a bid to regain a normal amount of oxygen. It took us quite a while to slow back down to normal breathing, but Mathias was grinning stupidly at me as soon as he did.
"As good as always, babe." He commented, and I threw him a glare.
"Oh? No, 'that was wonderful' or 'you get better everytime we do this' or..." He didn't let me continue, putting his lips over mine and successfully silencing me.
"Come on Norge, you already know all those things." He assured me, and I couldn't help but smirk.
"Yeah yeah. We need to clean up. Who knows how long Tino and Berwald are going to be... Wherever they are..."
A/N: Short and Smutty? Well, I guess you're probably less worried about the length, more the lateness of it... Yeah, sorry guys... I've been so apathetic towards everything here lately. I get as far as opening the word document, then I decide that I don't want to write, and go find something else that I don't want to do. I don't know what's up with me, but I hope I sort it out soon... I owe it to you guys after all!
Well, moving on to happier topics... I just returned from an animecon this past weekend, and I spent sooooo much money. Included in what I bought is a Finland Phone charm... He's so cute... And I cosplayed Finland, so it was like Finception. Haha... I'm getting clever in my old age... (Says the 16 year old...)
Oh, you'll never guess what! My friend and I went to the Hetalia fan panel there, and we were discussing pairings that we supported. Everything got cheers, even weird ones. Then my friend said SuFin. No one reacted. The people running it were like "yeah, whatever." WHAT THE HELL? SuFin is CANON! HOW CAN YOU NOT SUPPORT IT? We need to spread the SuFin love, apparently!
Okei, that topic aside, I'd like to thank those who are still sticking with me... I've never had a fic this long... Ever... I've hit over 20 chapters! Holy Moomins! And so many reviews! I'm catching up to my idol, slowly but surely! And it's strange for me to think that, just 20 chapters ago, I was a newbie to SuFin, just making my break, hoping I would maybe get up to thirty reviews. (That's the highest count for any of my other stories!) But this hit the ground running, and I've had some of you guys from day one, so I'd seriously like to thank you! Specifically, I have to give a shout out to a little group of faithful reviewers, who are also awesome SuFin writers! I've noticed we all read and review each other's stories, which makes me smile a bit on the inside. It's nice to be friends with your rivals!
So yeah, here we go:
Tora-Star: I GOT THE CHALLENGE IN! Haha, aren't you proud? It's my turn next... Right? I'll be trying to think of something! Also, so glad to be on such awesome terms with my role model, and I just hope you know this story wouldn't have existed if I hadn't read Cheers. You were definitely my initial inspiration, and you continue to help me spice it up, thank you so much!
Terra Saltt: You changed your name, but you're still Saltt! You were one of my very first reviewers, and I'm glad we talk when I'm not being antisocial! (Sorry for the lack of contact recently...) And, I just hope you know, I draw MerTino... Everywhere... I'll scan and show you some of them sometime. Oh, and you inspired me to try out a MerWald story (Yes, I am totally proud of that.) so I hope you'll wish me luck on it, and I hope we continue to share this strange obsession with MerTalia...
Kisshulover1: I read practically all of your stories... Avidly. Currently hooked on Promise Me Wild Roses, Barbarian's Healer, The Perfect Man, and Selkie's Bride. And I totally devoured Waiting For Spring. Your writing is so beautiful, and I love all of the mythology references, and update... Um... ALL OF THEM next. (I couldn't chose one... I'll be happy regardless of which one you choose.) Anyway, I've been captivated by your stories for so so so long, and I just recently realised that you'd been reviewing me! Sorry, I guess it never dawned on me! But I am so totally honored! Thank you so so much! Another idol of mine who reads my fic!
Minn': I like... JUST realised that I totally never replied to that E-Mail! I'm so sorry, and I hope I haven't lost you! You are so much fun to talk to, and I love your kinkTino to death! I'm always so excited to see Choke updated, and I hope there is a new one on the way soon! I'll see if I can't find that E-Mail... It's buried in my mailbox somewhere...
Okei, I'll stop there, but I'd also like to give a shoutout to some faithful reviewers too!
MeesterFinland: You know I love you, I don't have to tell you.
Kurasu: I'm glad that you like this version, even if it is your second language!
Safiri-Havet2: You review every chapter! / Thanks!
Onslow: Soooooo HONORED to have a Swedish fan!
Monochrome Fox: You, too, review EVERY Chapter, and its fun to read your reviews!
.klo: You set up an account! And you review so much! THANKS BROSKI!
KoolioButterflyhahaha: I swear to the Moomins that I am working on the second half of your oneshot!
CloudyPandaLuver: I rion you. Rakastan Sinua Aishitehito.
And I'm not going to keep going... If I didn't mention your name, and you were expecting me to, I'm SORRY! I appriciate EVERY review, I really do! I save every single one that I get, and I have an entire folder dedicated to them. I love each and every one, even if it IS just a smiley! But certain people stand out a bit, and most of these are people I talk to on a regular basis. And yeah, you can talk to me! I'm open for PMs any time, I promise (and yes, I'm going to go respond to them all tomorrow... Sorry for anyone waiting on a message from me... I hit my antisocial faze of the month...)
One last thing before this overly long Author's Note ends: I'm considering making No Such Thing into a webcomic. Again, this is a serious maybe, as I hardly have any time EVER, and an entire webcomic is a lot of work for one person. And, on top of that, my art skills aren't exactly fabulous... But, regardless, I made a lineart version of a cover for it, which you can check out on my Devi: http :/ akitoxagito-wanajima. Deviantart. Com/#/ d4o2m4v You know the drill, remove the spaces. Sorry for the smudges, and I'm currently working on a colored version (Still trying to use the tablet... So very difficult...) Oh, right, A friend of mine made some fanart for me too, so I'll scan that in and link you to is later! Thank you .klo! I don't hate you!
Yeah, alright, the Author's note ends! Goodnight all, hope you have a nice Morning/Afternoon/Evening! Moi Moi!