When Gilbert woke from the best sleep he'd had in his life, the first thing that he noticed was that he was alone in Mathew's large bed. He sat up groggily, looking around for any signs of the small blond. That's when he noticed the delicious smell drifting through the air, it made his stomach growl excitedly, it recognized that smell. Pancakes. He quickly jumped out of the bed, shivering from the sudden drop in temperature, pulled on his boxers and practically ran out of the room and down the stairs to the kitchen.
Humming to himself, Canada placed the two large stacks of pancakes on the table. He looked up and smiled cheerfully when Prussia bounded into the room, only in his boxers, at least he had remembered to put them on. "Bonjour, Gil." he sang.
The albinos breath hitched. The way the light from the sun made his hair glow, along with his light skin, only clad in a pair of maple leaf sleeping pants made Mathew look like an angel "Guten morgen." he breathed in response, making his way over to the table not taking his eyes off the other. This was a sight he wanted to have imprinted in his memory forever.
"Why are you staring at me like that?" the Canadian blushed as the other took his seat at the table in front of the largest Pancake stack.
"Because you look absofuckinlutly gorgeous right now." grinned the Prussian. As much as he loved his boyfriends dirty side, he loved his sweet, innocent, flustered side even more. It made him want to eat the boy up, he was simply too adorable "Sit down and have breakfast, you should be at least a little bit hungry… because I'm fuckin starved."
"O . . . Okay." his face was a bright shade of red at this point. but he took his seat opposite the other, and tore into his large stack after covering it in syrup much like the Prussian had, though he didn't use as much syrup, because he, too, was starved.
In about ten minutes Gilbert was entirely done, and so he sat and watched as Mathew, only halfway done, finished eating. When a drop of syrup ran down the blond's chest, the silverettes mind was filled to the brim with wondrous mental images and ideas that made his cock hard and his skin tingle. One such image was just to good to let go to waste, he had to do it and he had to do it now.
He stood silently, ignoring the tent in his boxers, and took his dishes along with Canada's and set them on the counter, the only thing remaining on the table was the large jug of maple syrup.
"Hey, I wasn't done yet." Mathew pouted, not noticing the Prussians erection, standing up to get the remainder of his breakfast, only to have his way blocked by Gilbert.
"What do you think your do~ING!" his question becoming a squeak as he was picked up, carried over to the table, and sat on top of it. Sometime he wished he knew what the Prussian was thinking, others he was glad he didn't, at times like this he couldn't decide. "You have maple syrup on your chest," he growled in Mathew's ear.
"I . . . I do?" he looked down to find a syrup trail down his stomach, he hadn't even noticed and now he felt like a slob "I should go wa~AH!" he cried out as Gilbert licked up his chest. Mathew arched his back, tossing his head to the side from the arousing sensation. That was when Prussia noticed the large deep purple mark on the smaller's shoulder, a proud smirk made it's way to his pale face.
"Did you know syrup covered Matty is the perfect treat?" the silverette purred grabbing the syrup bottle and pushing Mathew onto his back. he then took the cap off with his teeth and inhaled the sweet scent, a wicked grin splitting his face.
"W . . . Wai~Nn." the blue eyed nation shivered as the cool brown sticky syrup drizzled onto the skin of his chest. Prussia moved the bottle in interesting patterns, trailing syrup where ever it went.
Flipping the bottle right side up and setting it next to the blond, the ex nation admired his work, his name, spelled in cursive, on his lovers chest. It was truly a delicious sight. Leaning down he began lapping up the sugary liquid, making the other moan and squirm underneath him from the strange, unusual feeling. "Your truly mouthwatering." he taunted before taking a syrup soaked nipple into his mouth. Canada cried out, his fingers gripping the soft silver locks tightly as he writhed beneath the other. Lustily he pulled the Prussian into him smearing the syrup on his bare chest as well.
"Aw Gil, now your sticky too." he giggled as said man made a face at the odd feeling "We should clean up don't you agree?" the albino's face said that he didn't, but Mathew continued, pushing the other off him and standing "We need to take a shower." he cooed, walking out of the kitchen toward the bathroom, curling a finger, motioning for his lover to follow. Finally catching on, a wide grin spread across his face before he scurried after the sticky blond. Not waiting Mathew went straight to the shower, removing his pants and boxers and stepped in just as Gilbert entered, shutting the door and shedding his boxers. Smiling to himself Canada turned the water on, sighing slightly and stretching invitingly as the warm water beat against his skin. When he turned around to see what was taking Prussia so long, he was pushed against the wall, a greedy mouth kissing his.
"Gott Matt." Gilbert groaned, grinding into the blond "Your even dirtier than I am. I think I need to wash you." he slid his hands down the other's sticky chest, then reached over grabbing a bottle of body wash, he poured a generous amount on his hand and began 'washing' Mathew's body. He started with his chest, quickly ran down his arms, back up, down his back giving his ass a firm squeeze, making him gasp loudly and squirm. Gilbert slid one of his hands around the blond's side to his mostly hard erection, grabbing it and giving it a long hard stroke.
Mathew moaned lustily, throwing his head back against the wet tile of the shower wall. "Gi...Gilbert t...Take, take me." he pleaded, needing to have the other man inside of him.
"Be patient." he breathed, as much as he wanted to, and as great as last night had been, he knew how much it had hurt the small Canadian at first, and he didn't want to make him go through that again. So taking his soapy hand he slid one slick finger after the other into the blond until he had three in. He thrusted and spread them, preparing Canada for what was to come. With one particular thrust his blue eyes grew wide and he moaned loudly, causing the Prussian to smirk, figuring he was ready and pull his fingers out. "Ready?"
"Y...Yes." the boy stuttered, voice filled with need. A soft squeak escaped him when Prussia spun him around and bent him over. He shivered in silent excitement when he felt the tip of the albino's erection at his entrance.
A lust laced scream filled the steamy room when Gilbert thrust in and was accompanied by a deep feral groan from said ex nation. Every time he entered the Canadian it was more mind numbing than the last and this was no exception. He stood there legs trembling, hands gripping tightly at the slender hips, head thrown back and cock buried all the way inside the other mans tight convulsing heat. "Heilige hölle, Matt." he breathed praying the Canadian adjusted quickly. And he did. Upon hearing the way his name was panted, he bucked his hips back into his boyfriend.
That small buck got it's point across, and Gilbert pulled out so only the tip of his manhood remained inside then thrust back in, making the small blond's back arch as he cried out for more. Which the Prussian gladly delivered. He plunged in and out of the blond nation over and over again, hitting his prostate almost every time. The water was now cold but the heat between their bodies kept them warm.
"C...Cum I'm gonnAH~" Mathew broke off in a moan, but effectively let his partner know of his impending climax. Gilbert wasn't far from his own either, as he reached down giving Canada's member a long hard stroke, bringing him over the edge. A blood curdling shriek of pleasure echoed as he finished into the albinos skilled hands, muscles clamping around the other's erection. The erotic sound paired with the overwhelming sensations dragged Gilbert into a blinding climax. He Groaned loudly, seed pouring into Mathew, filling him with scalding heat.
They both stood there panting, letting the cold water cool them down. Slowly Prussia pulled out and helped his boyfriend into a standing position "We should probably get out now." he chuckled, shivering from the now painfully cold water.
"Yeah we should." Canada nodded in agreement, reaching over to turn off the water. Gilbert stepped out, quickly followed by Mathew, both grabbing towels and toweling off hurriedly. They both put their removed clothing back on and walked down the hall to the living room, laughing and teasing each other as they went. Prussia got there first but froze in his tracks at the doorway. Worried what was wrong, Canada hurried and peered into the room and faced a terrifying sight. His brother, on the couch, with a gun!
"I was wondering when you two would get out." America smirked, pushing his glasses up with the barrel of his gun.
Betanote: DUNDUNDUUUUN! OH NUUU! WHAT WILL THE AWESOME I (amerika) DOO? XD -knows-
anyways. sorry this took so long, I fail!beta'd... AND YAOI SKITTLES DOESN'T ABUSE THE COMMA AS MUCH AS HER BETA! MUHAHAHAH! -skips off to go type up her own story
its out its out hurray she finaly sent it to me i love her any way and i hope you like this i got the idea during spring which was what a month ago anyway
review or you shall be impregnated with giant russian twins! (rollplay=insanity)