HOLA! I AM BACK FROM THE DEAD AND WELCOME TO CHAPTER…*looks at papers* ….three….?

Well this is the final chapter of this little fic…this one focused on HongIce and MAYBE I'll let you know what Lukas's answer is *insert evil smirk here*

Other than that enjoy this smut scene.

Emil laid face first on his bed, trying to block out that image of his brother with Matthias's tongue shoved down his throat. He shivered, grossed out by just thinking about it.

A knock on his window alerted him to another's presence. Reluctantly he looked up to see Leon, his secret boyfriend, sitting on a tree branch with a lollipop in his mouth. Seeing that lollipop made him remember how that stupid Dane had tried to make Lukas jealous when all he succeeded in was making him upset. Emil frowned when the Asian knocked again and stood up to open it, the knocking was too loud after all. "What the flying fuck are you doing here, Leon?" he snapped as the boy slid into his room and took it upon himself to close the window before Emil could, "I can close a fucking window!"

"I'm here to see my boyfriend. My boyfriend that I, like, happened to miss very much today," he said with a smirk that was hot…and incredibly annoying, "and no you don't. You always leave them open and I don't want you to get, like, a cold or whatever."

The pale teen scoffed…but let Leon's arms wrap around his waist anyway. "I can handle the cold fine," he said confidently as he leaned into his counterpart and looped his arms around his neck.

"Sure, whatever," Leon said with that same smirk as he nuzzled his neck. Soon he felt hot kisses being placed along the column and he resisted the urge to gasp especially when the Asian started to suck a hickey into the soft spot of his neck and shoulder as well as his collar bone.

"Leon!" he hissed gritting his teeth in anger, "My brother is upstairs right now, making up with Matthias after a fight! I am so not in the mood right now."

The brunette pulled away and pouted, resting his chin on his boyfriend's shoulder. "Wanna talk about it, baby?" he asked kissing Emil's jaw lovingly, gently.

Emil sighed as his breath ghosted across his ear, internally melting. "I…I don't know…" he trailed off soft, lips finding their way to his ear lobe and causing shivers to rake down his spine.

"Come on, Em," Leon said using the nickname that he knew made the Icelandic weak in the knees, his thumbs began to rub circles in his hip bones, "You can tell me anything. We're best friends, boyfriends. All you gotta do is trust me."

He pressed his lips into a thin line, tilting his head back and giving the other boy more of his neck. It wasn't even a conscious movement, just something he did naturally. Being around the other boy, even while not doing anything remotely sexual, was natural in its self. "Matthias tried to make Lukas jealous by hitting on another guy," Emil sighed looking up at him with sad eyes as he began to retell the story, "…and they were just making out and grinding on each other in the hallway a-and my eyes! I can't get the image out of my head; it's engrained forever into my corneas, and th-they're probably up there right now fu-ucking each other and it's just so gross and-."

"Emil," Leon soothed rubbing his back and kissing his lips in order to get a word in, "Relax, your walls are pretty sound proof."

"That's not the point!" he snapped blushing all the way up to the roots of his pale hair. He knew damn well what his boyfriend was suggesting.

"Em, come on, let me get your mind off this," the Asian purred, hand disappearing beneath Emil's pale blue t-shirt, "Let me make you feel good. I know you want it~."

He gasped as warm hands caressed his sides, slowly making their way up his torso. There was no way he could fight him, he was just too irresistible. Emil tangled his hand in the brunette's long locks, arching his back and simultaneously pressing their bodies closer together. The Asian hummed in appreciation, licking down the pale column of his neck, his hands grasping and pulling on his nipples. "Ngh, Leon~" Emil mewled closing his eyes and tightening the grip on the other male's scalp, "St-Stop teasing o-or you're not gonna get any after tonight!"

Leon growled, knowing the threat was real as he lifted the Icelandic's shirt and gazed at his hard, soft pink nipples. They made his mouth water and he leaned forward for a taste. His tongue flicked out, circling it before taking it into his mouth and sucking on it softly. He made sure his touch was still teasing yet satisfying at once. There was no way he'd suffer blue ball syndrome for a month. That was so not happening to him!

"O-Oh, fuck," the pale haired teen choked out, hips jerking up in natural response, "Suck harder –damn it –what's wrong? D-Don't have the balls to give me what I want?"

Again, he growled. Emil moaned with the vibrations as the brunette bit down harshly, followed by a harsh tug with his tongue. His nipples were soft and pink and oh so sensitive. Mind numbingly enjoyable. Leon would rather have these as a substitute to food if that were possible. He ran his hands down his back before slipping them in Emil's jeans and beneath his underwear, squeezing that perky ass of his.

He gasped, tugging Leon's hair harshly so that he could smash his lips against the brunette's. Their tongues tangled violently, hands tugging on clothes and saliva dripping down their chins. "You're so fucking sexy," Emil moaned, "I want you so bad." His body was on fire as Leon's tongue and lips trailed down his torso, biting his skin and leaving raised, red hickeys.

Leon felt his boyfriend pulling at his hair, scratching his back and tugging at his fly. At this rate, he would be the first to cum and he simply couldn't let that happen. The smaller male had to cum first, he'd make sure of it. He reached over and grabbed his slightly stretchy red, long sleeved shirt and tied Emil's wrists together and to the head board.

"I –wait –WHAT THE FUCK?!" he growled struggling to free himself but Leon had made an inescapable knot; his face turned an indignant bright red. He felt vulnerable and weak, "Leon, let me the fuck go!"

"Nope, baby," he purred straddling his thighs, "You're all~ mine. And if you start yelling I'm gonna" –he leaned close to lick the shell of his ear before whispering –"gag you with your own underwear."

Emil couldn't help the moan that slipped from his throat as he gave into the other male leaving hickeys on his neck, shoulders, chest, stomach and abdomen. He was a moaning, drooling mess by the time Leon got to his thighs. "I love the way you smell," the Asian hummed nuzzling into the junction of his groin and thigh. The other gasped, arching up and yanking at his bindings.

"Take 'em off," Emil groaned feeling unbearable tight in his jeans, it was painful. His hips bucked up, groin rubbing in the other male's face as he tried to call attention to the problem at hand. Leon nuzzled into Icelandic's open fly and licked at the clothed erection, causing his lover to mewl out a cry of agony and pleasure.

"I don't think you really want them off," he teased continuing to lick teasingly at the other's boxers, "You're not loud enough~."

"B-Bastard," the Icelandic panted licking his lips and bucking his hips, "What the fu…fuck do you wa-wa-AH-nt me to do? F-Fucking-g scream?!"

He could feel Leon smirk against his groin, "That would be a start."

Emil snarled, wrapping his legs around the other male's neck and shoulders so he could –practically –hump his face. His neglected length was throbbing in pain, begging to be touched and licked, until he had shifted around so much that the member had popped out of the flap to his puffin boxers. He gasped as the cold air hit him, but that gasp quickly turned into a sigh of relief as the constriction of the jeans was gotten rid of. At least partly.

The Asian chuckled running his nose up and down his length in a gentle caress. "There," he said mockingly, tongue darting out to trace the veins, "is that better?"

"No!" he snapped the heels of his feet digging into Leon's shoulder blades, "I need either your mouth sucking me off or your cock in my hole! I don't care which but give it to me now!"

Both teens blushed and got hotter with Emil's words and Leon growled, biting down on his boyfriend's hip, and quickly slid off his pants and boxers. His erection popped up into the air, bouncing, and Emil watched with hungry eyes as he struggled to kick off his jeans. With a smirk, Leon grabbed the ankles of the jeans and pulled them off, the boxers were easy enough and he rather enjoyed fiddling with his flushed cock as he pushed it through the flap.

"Leon~" Emil whined planting the soles of his feet on his bed and spreading his legs, he wiggled his hips beckoning the brunette closer, "I need you, baby, please! Don't you want to pound into me like I'm a dirty little whore~?" How he could still make his voice sound mocking –although desire ridden –would forever remain a mystery to Leon.

Hurriedly, Leon slathered his fingers in licorice scented lube, got between his love's thighs and shoved two fingers into his deliciously tight hole. God, he's always so tight! The muscles clenched around his fingers as he gently stretched his partner and he couldn't wait to feel them clenching around his cock.

"Oh, yes! Touch it, touch it!" he chanted mouth hanging open in pleasure, drool dribbling out of the corners, "Get 'em deeper! More! Fuck's sake, give it to me harder!"

He pulled back, frowning and biting down on the pale haired teen's neck in warning, before shoving himself into that tight, clenching hole. It was so tight and warm; Leon moaned in bliss and focused solely on not moving. If he lost concentration, he'd start pounding into his delicate boyfriend. The latter screamed, clawing his back and panting.

"O-Oh~" he rasped fingernails digging into Leon's shoulder blades, "Move! God, baby, more~!"

The Asian loved the purring mess he was reduced to and immediately began to snap his hips. Their skin slapped together, their sweat mixing as they met each other thrust for thrust. Finally, Leon found his prostate and abused it causing his companion to spill his seed all over their stomachs with a loud cry. He came quieter as muscles clenched around his dick and he grunted his release.

"Wow, that's some limp," Emil commented as his brother came into the kitchen for the pot of coffee the teen had just made. He had been sitting at the breakfast table, reading a book and nursing his own mug of coffee so Lukas couldn't see his own awkward gaunt. "You look like shit too."

"I…didn't sleep well last night…" he admitted rubbing his eyes; they were half closed and surrounded by dark circles. As he did, his brother saw something glint on his finger.

"Lukas…?" realization dawned as the Norwegian's hand paused mid eye rub, "Is…is that a…?"

"Yes!" Lukas hissed his eyes turning red as he looked away, "It's a motherfucking engagement ring, get the fuck over it. Idiots, the lot of you!"

He chuckled raising an eyebrow. "So, did he wait until you were sleep deprived to ask you to marry him?" Emil snickered with a perverted smirk.

Lukas returned the smirk with one of his own, one less perverted and more malicious. "Nope~" he practically hissed, "It's the reason why I'm so sleep deprived."

His nose scrunched up in disgust as he thought about his brother pulling an all nighter with an obnoxious blonde. "How lovely," Emil said dryly, lifting his mug to his lips, "Welp, how does it feel to have an old ball and chain?"

"NORGIE! HELP ME THERE'S A SPIDER!"

Lukas sighed, making his way to the stairs, "He's always been my ball and chain but…meh, things are leading in the right direction."

Sorry if there are a lot of errors and if any scenes seem rushed or really badly done. I'm so fucking exhausted it's not even funny but I had to finish this three shot up.

ANYWAY I hope you liked it

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BUENOS NOCHES! *insert heart*

~kitty