Russia shivered and held him closer, tracing his spine lightly.
"Bored." he mumbled against his pulse still tracing random designs on his chest.
"That's nothing new. You're always bored."
"Yeah, I am."
"For someone so easily entertained, you get bored a lot."
"How am I easily entertained?"
"...You just are."
"Nein." he said getting up to look at him.
"Mm-hm...I'm afraid so." Prussia tried to get up but tripped over Russia's stupid towel. Russia blinked. "You're perverted...If you really wanted to see me naked that badly, just say something." He shook his head tsking, and smiling.
"What?" he snapped looking up at him from the floor getting the towel untangled from his foot. Prussia threw the towel back at him, "It's your own damn fault for not being dressed."
"It's your fault for being such a klutz." He wrapped the towel around his waist again, standing up.
"I'm not a klutz, your house just hates me." he said standing up to go to the kitchen for some beer.
He followed him. "No, you're a klutz. I'm surprised you haven't tripped and broken something yet."
"Don't jinx me!" he exclaimed getting to the fridge grabbing a beer and opening it.
"It's only jinxed if you think that way." Russia took his beloved vodka out of the freezer and started drinking it. Prussia ignored the statement and sat down drinking his beer. "...You still kind of suck at drinking vodka though." he teased. Prussia flipped him off and while taking another long drink of his beer. "I promise, we'll do that soon. Happy?"
"No." he growled finishing off the beer quickly and going to grab another one.
"Well, you should be." Prussia shrugged and started drinking the beer. "Ha~! You didn't say no!" He smiled childishly.
"Happy bastard." he said smiling a bit while drinking his beer.
"Confused bitch."
"Horny asshole."
"Cock tease."
"Dick head."
"Wimp."
"Jerk."
"Pansy."
"Jackass."
"Whiney bitch." Prussia finished off his second beer and grabbed another. "...Planning on getting drunk?" He asked.
"Why?" he asked.
"Just curious...are you?"
"I don't know, beer just sounded good." he said drinking the last one a little more slowly thinking he should stop after this one.
"It probably does, i'm not saying you shouldn't drink, i was just wondering." Prussia shrugged continuing to finish off the third beer. "...You're still odd." Prussia kept drinking until the third was done and he threw it away leaning back in the chair. "Are you aware of what i could to you while you're in that pose?"
He opened his eyes slightly, "Not really." he mused staying in that position. Russia wandered over to him, and pushed down on the back of the chair, chuckling as it fell over. Prussia tumbled out of the chair as it hit the ground. "Fucker!" he yelled.
"We've gone over this...until we actually do it, i'm not a fucker." He smiled. Prussia picked up the chair half tempted to hit it across his head. "What are you going to do with that?" His smile didn't fade.
"Put it back." he said innocently doing just that.
"...Odd."
"Deal with it."
"I do, why do you think I love you?"
"For my five meters." he smiled wickedly.
He stared at him. "It's not five meters." Prussia stayed silent knowing full out he couldn't lie, well because, he saw him in the shower. "I told you that you have an overactive imagination." Russia smiled.
"I do not have an overactive imagination."
"Mm-hm." Prussia glared at him and left the kitchen. Russia followed him and wrapped his arms around his waist. "Why are you getting mad?"
"Because I can." he said hating it now that Austria and Russia knew that he lied, a lot, about his five meters.
"If you like to believe it's the truth, then it's not a lie...Everyone's got to call theirs' something." He chuckled lightly at that.
"Really? Then what the hell do you call yours?" he asked not really believing he was asking it.
"I don't call mine anything, i'm a normal person unlike you."
"Yeah right, you just said 'Everyone has got to call theirs' something', so come on, stop lying to me now."
"...Who says I was lying?"
"The hesitant way you just replied."
"That's just your imagination."
"Sure whatever... liar." he added trying to walk again.
Russia just tightened his grip slightly. "You aren't going anywhere."
"You won't answer my question so why should I stay?" he smirked trying harder to get away now.
"Why does it matter?"
"I don't know, because it's annoying you." he smiled back at him.
He stared at him. "...You're evil."
Prussia looked back perfectly innocent. "How so?"
"...You aren't even remotely innocent, so that doesn't work."
"Neither are you." Prussia stated then began trying to get out of his grip again.
"You really are like a child...You throw a fit if you don't get your way."
"No I'm not and it's a simple question."
"My question is...why do you care so much about this matter?"
"My question is... what the hell did you name your cock?"
He sighed. "Primorsky." And with that, he let him go and started wandering off. Prussia shrugged not really getting it since he didn't know Russian and walked to his room. Russia wandered into his room, and finally put some clothes on. He was starting to feel kind of cold. Afterwards, he got the urge to go bug Prussia...so he did. The first thing to come out his mouth was, "You know, you've come a long way, first with your 'fuck you's and now you question dick names...You've grown up a bit." He smiled.
"What?" he asked a little confused sitting up. "How the fuck is that growing up?"
"You've now admitted that you are interested." He replied simply, shrugging.
"Interested?" he asked tilting his head.
Russia wandered over to him and sat on the bed by him. "You're slow."
"Not slow."
"Then what do you think i'm talking about?"
"Like age growing up." he explained shrugging slightly.
"...Wrong."
"Then what?"
He sighed slightly. "You've matured a bit, since now you've admitted you are interested in sex." He said flatly.
"I've always been interested in the topic of sex." he snapped. "I'm just picky with whom."
"So what does that have to say about things now?"
"Hmm? Well that I'm comfortable enough around you..." he said not really getting it.
"Yes, I can see that now." He smiled. Prussia laid back down finding he'd get bored of the conversation soon since Russia said what he wanted to say.
"...you still are a cock tease though."
"Now how the hell am I a cock tease? I don't do anything really."
"Exactly. That's what a cock tease does."
"Well get used to it, I... don't... do... anything... that equals more work than I'd care for."
"...Which is why you are a cock tease. I should get you a medal that says 'cock tease of the century'."
"Thank you." he said nodding his head.
"...Why are you thanking me? I'm making fun of you."
"No being a cock tease means I'm annoying you." he said now beginning to come up with ways to get back at Russia for teasing him.
"No, not really."
"Well then never mind..."
Russia smiled. "Besides, being a cock tease isn't something you should really be proud of, moron."
"Why?"
"...You just shouldn't be that proud of it..." It drives me crazy...
"Whatever." he sighed rolling onto his side.
"So, since it doesn't annoy me, you aren't going to use it that often are you?" Say no.
"Why do you keep asking?" he asked smiling a bit and moved to where he was still lying on the bed except now his head was on the end Russia was sitting.
"I'm just curious." He stared at the silvery haired male, and started stroking his hair. ...Fucking cock tease...
"What if I said no?" he smirked
"Then you wouldn't be your normal cock tease self, and i wouldn't believe that you wouldn't do it."
"Well, guess what? I'm staying as my normal cock tease self so fucking deal with it." he said sticking his tongue out.
He shrugged. "Jackass."
Prussia felt kind of hungry and got up getting to his door, but then couldn't help it, even though it was dangerous, said, "Fuck you dick face." Prussia smiled and then walked to the kitchen for sandwich or something.
Russia blinked and shook his head, chuckling. "Fucker." He mumbled, before he went to follow the albino.
Prussia was fixing himself a quick couple of sandwiches and began eating one when Russia came in. Russia leaned back against the wall, watching the albino curiously. "What?" he asked before swallowing eating more and hopping on the counter. He couldn't trust the chair.
"Nothing, I was just thinking..."
"Fine." he said continuing eating.
"You know...you have a really self-contradicting personality." Prussia just stared at him finishing off the first sandwich then moved onto the second one. "What?" He tilted his head.
"I'm hoping for a reason why you think that." he said taking another bite.
"Well, you tell me you hate me, and now you love me. You get mad when i tease you over your 'fuck you's, yet you accept being a cock tease...those are two reasons."
Prussia shrugged and was nearly done with his last sandwich. "Sounds confusing to me..."
"You are confusing. You have no idea how much you confuse me." Prussia waved it off and finished his sandwich. He shrugged a bit, and wandered over to him, placing his hands on the counter, on either side of the albino. "But no matter how confusing or aggravating you can be...I still love you." He mumbled, resting his forehead on his shoulder.
"No matter how much you're confused, make sure you remember that I love you too." he said patting his head.
He chuckled lightly. "I'm still not used to hearing that."
"You will though." he said.
"Yeah... soon." Prussia absently mindedly began playing with his hair looking around the room. Russia turned his head and lightly pressed his lips against Prussia's neck. Prussia still played with his hair and put his other arm on his back. He smiled and bit him. Not too hard, but even so, it was still a bite. Prussia shivered slightly and pulled him a little closer. Russia's smile grew and he bit him again, moving a bit higher, biting a little harder. Prussia bit his lip and held him closer feeling his heart quicken slightly. He brushed his lips against Prussia's pulse. He titled his head slightly, trailing his tongue against it, before he began nibbling on the skin. Prussia hid his face into his shoulder and bit his lip a little harder pulling himself to the edge of the counter so he could feel more of the Russian's body on his. Russia slid his hands up from the counter to Prussia's hips, holding them. He continued nibbling on his pulse, a bit harder now. Prussia couldn't hold back the slight moan that finally escaped his tightly closed lips. Russia smirked against his neck, and pulled away, before he kissed him.
"Asshole." he said wiping at his mouth finding he only slightly bled.
"What did I do?"
"Nothing..." he said smiling. Russia blinked, a bit confused. Prussia shook his head and brought him into a deep kiss. Russia kissed him back, just as deeply. The albino got down from the counter and pulled Russia close to him again. Russia smiled, and pulled him closer, his hands still on his hips. He nibbled on Prussia's bottom lip, at first soft, but then gradually harder. Prussia smirked and opened his mouth slowly and put his hands higher on his back.
Russia slid his tongue into his mouth, and rubbed his along his. Damn addicting albino cock tease.
I wonder what would happen if I decided to pull away... Prussia smirked and decided to wait a bit longer fighting against Russia's tongue roughly to dominate the situation. Russia rubbed his tongue against his just as roughly. He wasn't going to let the Prussian win. Prussia kept fighting, never one to really give in and moved his hand to his hair to pull on it lightly hoping this would throw him off. Russia didn't falter, and pulled him closer, exploring Prussia's mouth, and began avoiding his tongue. He decided to test the theory if he hated him being a cock tease and reluctantly pulled away. A strand of saliva held them connected for a few seconds before breaking. "You know, I'm hungry again." he smiled beginning to move out of Russia's grasp.