Hello-alo. How goes it? To the people who know me, y'all are probably shocked at what you are seeing. Another update? After a day? From you? And it's not an author's note?! WTF?! Yes, the glorious me is back with an update! The only reason is because these chapters have already been written and are fairly short so, yeah! Updates galore!
Not much to write about before you read this chapter, so enjoy!
Turkish eye opener- When in the process of giving oral sex to a male, a finger is forcefully jammed into the receiver's rectum without prior knowledge.
Greece is known by other nations as the calm and aloof nation who loved cats and sleeping. Rarely did he lose his cool. Curse, yell, and scream at him all you want, but you would probably never get a reaction. Only a few countries could crack the placid mask he had developed over the years and, normally, it would only be a slight slip up that would be gone in the blink of an eye.
Greece didn't like to raise his voice, nor did he like to show expression. The warriors of Sparta had taught and shown him of the dangers of doing so. He had gotten so good that some could even say that he was ápsychos, soulless, but there was one country that would always manage to destroy his mask. Only one country could peel all the layers and layers of calm and release the emotions held inside of Greece. That same country was, at that moment, right between Greece's legs.
Greece brought his hand to his mouth to muffle the sounds that were escaping, but his attempts were futile. Between his legs, Turkey would've smirked had his mouth not been full with Greece's throbbing member. He continued his steady pace and reveled in the reaction he was getting.
Greece finally gave up on trying to stifle his moans and fell back against the bed, fisting his hand in the sheets. His other hand was brought down to the back of Turkey's head and grabbed his hair in a vice like grip. Turkey didn't mind, enjoying the slight sting, and allowed the hand to guide him.
Without warning, Turkey thrust two fingers into Greece's tight ass. Greece yelped and arched his back off the bed. Turkey used the new angle to plow his fingers into the hole. The Greek man no longer had control over his body. It spasmed on the bed, hands clutching anything they could find for support. His mouth no longer stayed shut and sounds ranging from breathy moans to high-pitched shrieks echoed in the room. His carefully placed mask was long gone and his emotions displayed clearly on his face. He couldn't even think clearly for his mind was only focusing on the intense pleasure coming from his vital regions.
Finally, with one final loud gasp, Greece came hard into the Turks mouth and he lay on the bed gasping and shuddering as the orgasm heightened his senses. He closed his eyes and let the feeling take him must of blacked out for when he opened his eyes he found himself covered with a thin blanket and there was no sign of the Turkish bastard. Greece growled slightly.
"Damn bastard is lucky he isn't here right now." Greece muttered. The whole reason for the blow job was because he didn't want anything going up his ass.
He grunted in slight discomfort at the dull pain in his backside and swore. "I'm going to kill him!" and with that oath he promptly fell asleep.
~ Fin.