"Ha, you listened." Russia smiled.
"Shut up..."
"I don't feel like it." Prussia rolled his eyes and began to think about it again causing him to waver. Russia noticed and was about to say something before Prussia fell taking him with him. "You think too much." Russia sighed standing back up and then helping Prussia.
"I do not think too much!" Prussia exclaimed getting back up.
"Just clear your mind." Prussia frowned but began trying to clear his mind. Russia smiled widely and took his hands helping Prussia skate again. They were moving around the little pond just fine until there was a crack. Russia noticed but was too late to pull them away before they fell into a hole. Russia luckily didn't get past the knees. Prussia however wasn't as lucky and jumped out after he was completely wet from head to toe. Russia looked over at the shivering Prussian frowning. "I think it's time to go." he said pulling at him to get them off the ice. Prussia glared and got up feeling pins and needles striking him as he walked, making him want to stop but he knew that staying was a bad idea so he didn't. Russia quickly pulled his skates off and threw on his boots. He glanced at Prussia, before he went over to him. He picked him up and threw him over his shoulder, and grabbed his boots, before he started heading home quickly.
"Hey I can walk!" protested Prussia flailing slightly but still found it hard to move finding the air chill him to the bones worse than normal.
"Stop complaining." Russia mumbled, sighing. I get the feeling he's my bad luck charm...
"I have to keep moving though..." Prussia sighed putting his head on his chin having his elbow rest on Russia's shoulder blade.
"Just flail around or something."
Prussia frowned and kept moving but not too much so that he didn't hurt Russia finding he couldn't feel his toes all the way. Fucking great...
Russia got back to the house, throwing the skates and Prussia's boots somewhere, before he set Prussia on the couch. "Take off your clothes." He said, before he went to get some blankets and clothes.
Prussia knew that was the best option anyway and began taking off the clothes not really liking how they stuck to him anyway. Russia came back and threw a thick blanket and clothes over Prussia, before he began changing into his own clothes. Prussia moved the blanket aside to put on the dry clothes and grabbed the blanket, waiting on Russia to sit next to him. Russia did so, pulling him close, still shaking a little.
Prussia was holding back the shakes and couldn't anymore shaking worse than Russia and snuggled close to him pulling the blanket to them as much as possible, "What were the odds?" he asked chattering his teeth a bit.
"With you, anything is possible." He mumbled.
"Because I'm Awesome."
"...I'm thinking you are more unlucky than awesome." stated Russia.
"I'm not unlucky!"
"Yes you are."
"No I'm not!" Prussia argued.
"Mm-hm."
"How?"
"Every time you suggest we go out, something happens." Russia explained.
"Nuh-uh, the first time we went nothing happened."
"...After we got together it started happening."
"No..." Prussia thought about it and was actually slowly finding truth in his statement. "That doesn't mean anything."
"It does mean something." He shivered and pulled him closer. "I want a hot shower." He mumbled.
"What does it mean then?" he asked. "But, a hot shower does sound nice."
"It means you are bad luck. Do you want to go take one?" asked Russia.
"I'm not bad luck and yes I'd like to go take one."
"You are, and let's go." He chuckled lightly.
"I am not!" Prussia fought back pulling away slightly.
"You are too." He smiled and kissed him. Prussia kissed him back but was still angered by the 'bad luck' comment. Russia broke the kiss and pulled away. "You may be bad luck, but I still love you a lot." He chuckled.
"I'm not bad luck and I love you too."
"Bad luck."
"Nein." growled Prussia.
"Either you are really stupid or really unlucky." Russia said, getting up. Prussia growled and got up following him to the bathroom. When they got in, Russia wrapped his arms around Prussia and slid his hands up under his shirt to pull it off. Prussia shivered at the contact and but was happy to be getting hit by warm water and not freezing ass cold. Russia lightly kissed his neck wrapping his arms a bit tighter around his waist. Prussia leaned back into him keeping back the moans. Russia smiled and bit down a little hard. Prussia gasped a bit then cursed biting his lip. Russia chuckled lightly, before he bit harder.
Prussia pushed at him slightly, "Jerk." he said breathing slightly heavy.
"You love it." Russia chuckled and pulled him closer, sucking lightly. He shook his head and bit harder not wanting to give him that satisfaction. Russia lightly rubbed his sides, biting again. Prussia felt a moan nearly escape and bit his lip hard creating a small drop of blood out of his mouth. "Relax; it's not fun if you try to stop yourself from enjoying it." He bit hard, drawing blood. Prussia moaned and leaned more back into him. "See? It feels better if you let your body enjoy it." He chuckled lightly, tracing the wound with his tongue.
Prussia shivered and moaned lightly again. "And?" Russia didn't answer him, but instead bit it harder, drawing more blood. Prussia shivered more feeling his breath become heavier.
"Are you warming up?" Russia asked, biting again.
"Yes, are you?"
"A little." He said, before he started sucking hard on the growing wound.
"Good..." Prussia moaned a little louder. He smiled and brushed his lips against his neck before he pulled away, holding him to his chest. Prussia smiled and laid his head on his shoulder. Russia smiled, lightly rubbing his side. Prussia began tracing his spine lightly. Russia shivered and pulled him closer. Prussia kept up the action and breathed on his neck. Russia exhaled shakily and closed his eyes, rubbing his hands along his hips. Prussia smiled a bit and breathed on his neck again before kissing it. Russia lightly bit his lip, shivering a little. Prussia kissed his pulse before biting it lightly and then breathing on it. Russia moaned lightly, pulling him closer. Prussia licked his pulse lightly sucking on it a bit. Russia moaned a little louder and bit his lip harder. "It feels better if you let your body enjoy it." he stated stealing his words from earlier.
"My body is enjoying it." he mumbled.
"Then why are you hiding it?"
"I just am." Russia stated.
"Just let it out..." he whined slightly biting harder on his pulse.
Russia shivered and moaned. "I can't help it." he mumbled.
"Why?"
"I don't know..." mumbled kissed to his shoulder and bit it before moving to his collarbone and biting that. Russia tilted his head back a little, moaning a bit.
Prussia licked the new marks and let his hand roam over all the old marks. "You look like you have chicken pox." he snickered.
"Then that means your kiss is like a disease." Russia poked him in the side.
"No it's not." he growled.
"Yes it is it's an incurable disease."
"It's not a disease." Prussia sighed.
"It looks like a disease and it's as addicting as a drug."
Prussia smirked, "I'll go with the drug part."
Russia smiled widely. "Good, because that's what it's like."
"So is yours." he admitted.
"Good. I'm addicted to you and I am never going to kick this addiction." He smiled widely.
"I wouldn't either." admitted Prussia.
"Good." He pecked his lips. Prussia kissed him back. Russia pulled him closer and deepened the kiss. Prussia put his hands around his waist rubbing the bottom of his spine. Russia pushed his tongue into his mouth and rubbed his tongue against his. Prussia rubbed against his tongue and wasn't trying to fight it just enjoy the kiss. Russia smiled and pulled him closer, keeping the kiss soft. Prussia kissed him back rubbing his hand up his back to make circles on his shoulder blades. Russia shivered and lightly rubbed his sides, ghosting his fingers against his ribs. Prussia shivered and pulled him closer. Russia smiled against his lips, lightly tracing the inside of his mouth. Prussia rubbed against his tongue as he prodded his mouth and let his hands roam his back randomly. Russia pulled away and pecked his lips before he rested his head on his shoulder. Prussia rested his head on Russia's shoulder sighing a bit.
"Is something wrong?" He asked, hearing him sigh.
"No."
"Okay, You aren't cold anymore are you?" Russia asked.
"No, I feel a lot better."
"That's good."
"Are you warm?" asked Prussia.
"Mm-hm."
"That's good."
"It is that's why I'm glad you are so warm." Russia stated.
