"Dane, this feels strange…" Norway admitted as he felt his tunic being slowly pushed up.
"Yeah? Explain how it feels." Denmark's hands roamed all over the Norwegian's upper body. Sure, he'd felt the other's body before, but this was rather intimate compared to how they'd been in the past.
"My body is hot and stiff. I… I want to feel your hands on my entire being…" he arched his back as the Dane's hand made contact with his stomach. "I want your eyes to bear into my naked skin, but I don't want you looking at me at the same time…" He said, whimpering as the Dane's hand paused at the top of his pants.
"And why is that?" Denmark asked, raising an eyebrow as a small smirk worked onto his face.
"I'm afraid you'll see something you won't like. I'm nervous that you won't like me for something I can't control…"
"You're nervous, Norge. It's fine. Let me tough you, okay? I promise I won't pull away, and it'll relieve the tight feeling you're having…"
Norway nodded, his body aching for Denmark's hand to travel lower. "It's tight, and it burns. It's painful, and I don't like it…" He cracked open an eye to look at the other, flushing and looking away as he made eye contact with the Dane.
"I'll take care of it, Norge." Denmark smiled as his hand slipped into the other's pants, his finger tips grazing the Norwegian's member before taking a hold on it. He stroked the other softly, his hand moving up and down. The Dane may not have been the most experienced person in the world, but he definitely knew what he was doing. He'd had a bit of experience on himself.
Norway's back arched as he moaned. Those fingers felt amazing around his member. Never before had he felt something so great, and he hoped that this would continue for forever.