[AU] Walking into the clinic, Gil shrugged on his doctor's coat and washed his hands thoroughly. The clinic was set to open in a few minutes
and he needed to sanitize everything before his first patient came in. He dried his hands and picked up a manila folder on his desk. "Lovino
Vargas, age 20. Not bad," he smirked, checking out the Italian's profile.
The Italian trembled violently, staring at the door from his car. Oh, god. Why did he have to do this? He'd rather die than have to go
through this sort of thing... The sick bastard who came up with this deserved to be castrated with a rusty scalpel. His hand went to the car
door, pulling away from the handle anxiously, heart racing in his chest. Maybe he could just skip the appointment...
hummed softly to himself, sifting through the papers in Lovino's folder when a tiny slip of paper fell out. Picking it up, he grinned at the
printed text. "To his next doctor," he read aloud. "I pray God is with you because he is the most stubborn, rambunctious and violent
patient I've ever had." Gil grinned despite himself. 'Challenge accepted.'
Taking a deep breath and slowly releasing it, Lovino got out of his car and made his way to the clinic doors, biting his bottom lip and
staring at the pavement. His stomach felt like it was tied into knots...
glanced briefly at the clock before closing the folder and placing it back on his desk. It was just about time to open up. He rolled up the
sleeves of his coat and went to go open up the clinic doors.
Lovino pulled on a door to find it locked, and huffed irritatedly, rubbing at his blush. This had to be the first time he was *early* for
an appointment...
heard a faint noise at the door. "Hm, looks like someone's impatient," he chuckled to himself, walking faster. As soon as he rounded the
corner, he then realized how much photographs lie. Sure, the man was short and scowling. What it didn't show was how...absolutely
*delectable* he was.
He blushed more upon seeing the doctor round the corner, and yanked on the door again, harder, cursing at the other through the glass. In
the Italian's experience, yelling at someone was an *amazing* stress-reliever. The brunette was completely oblivious to the fact he was
being, um, *appreciated*.
snickered softly, reaching into his pocket and grabbing the keys. He unlocked the doors and leaned against them. "Why hello there, aren't
you excited to be here," he teased.
That merely earned the (handsome, he hated to add) doctor a glare, scowling. He was definitely the exact *opposite* of excited to be here.
"Just let me in, douchebag..."
clicked his tongue. "Don't you have a dirty mouth?" He purred discreetly, holding the door open for the Italian to pass by.
"You're not my mother," he huffed, slipping past the other and taking care not to even brush against him. He disliked physical contact.
smirked at Lovino's back. 'This is gonna be fun,' he remarked in his mind, closing the door and following the brunet into the waiting room.
"So, tell me the reason for your visit"
His cheeks went bright red as he took a seat in the waiting room, staring at the floor and biting hard on his bottom lip. "A-ah.... a-an...
e-exam..." he stuttered out softly, voice barely above a whisper.
snickered quietly. "Ah, sorry but I missed that, can ya repeat that please?" He casually leaned against the wall, crossing his arms.
He trembled with embarrassment, clearing his throat and speaking only a tiny bit louder. "An e-exam....."
unwound his arms and stepped closer, his cheek barely brushing the other's. "Hmm? What was that?" His hands were placed on the arm rests on
both sides of the younger man.
Cheeks going a violent red, he shut his eyes tight, voice shril with fluster and sheer embarrassment. "A-a p-prostate exam!" he squeaked out
finally, trembling.
"Really?" he hummed, standing back up. "Well, shall we get started?" He couldn't help but grin at the Italian's embarrassment. He walked
over to his examination room and held the door open, inviting the brunet in.
He whimpered softly, *not* amused with the other's grin, standing and walking to the room as if he'd just been delivered his death sentence.
"Aw, don't look so depressed, it's not *that* bad,' he tried to sympathize with the miserable man. "So, Mr. Vargas, can I assume this is the
first time you've been subjected to this exam?" He began tapping his fingers against his leg in excitement.
He nodded weakly, shooting glances at the door every few seconds, shuffling his feet and rubbing at his burning cheeks. It was that bad.
"Well, it's mandatory and only yearly, be thankful for that," he whistled. "So, I need to you drop your pants and lean over that couch over
there," he pointed to a small plastic covered couch in the corner.
D-drop his pants? "Y-you know, I, um, I-I'm not feeling t-too well, s-so..." He made for the door desperately.
grinned, slinking back to the door. "I promise we'll make this quick. I'll be done in 5, 10 minutes tops." He tried to bargain with the
*very* attractive man.
He blinked his doe eyes at the other before whimpering, defeated, moving over to the couch regretfully.
licked his lips at the other's retreating back, silently locking the door behind him before moving back to his desk. "The sooner you remove
your pants, the sooner you can leave"
Hands shaking, he slowly undid his belt and slipped off his pants and boxers, cheeks stained cherry red as his round rump was exposed. The
Italian leaned over the couch, heart racing in his chest and stomach doing flip-flops.
sat back for a moment, admiring the delicious view before silently stalking over. "Just relax," he purred, eyes slowly clouding with lust.
"T-trying..." he mumbled out, taking deep breaths, legs quivering and knees weak. He must have been stupid not to notice the albino's
pervertedness, but it managed to slip under his radar, hands clenching into fists.
rubbed his hands together, warming them a bit before letting them smooth over the porcelain bottom. *So soft*
He stuttered softly, eyes going wide. "H-hey!" he squeaked in protest, breathing gone a bit shallow.
"Concentrate on your breathing, I'll try to be gentle" he mumbled, one hand reaching in his pocket for lube. "Now, I can a) let you feel
everything or 
narrate what I'm doing. It's standard procedure to ask you which option you prefer."
narrate what I'm doing. It's standard procedure to ask you which option you prefer."
*Try* to be? That only made him panic slightly more... though maybe not for the obvious reason. The Italian was a bit of a masochist. "The
f-first option..." he stuttered, definitely not wanting to hear the doctor *describe* what he was doing.
[WHY IS OPTION B THAT FACE? /*dies*]
[[8'DDD PLURK LIKES OPTION B /Shot]]
"Alright then," he removes his hands completely to generously lather the clear substance on his fingers. He placed his clean hand on the
Italian's thigh and began to rub it soothingly. He gently parted Lovi's cheeks, pressing softly at his entrance.
He bit back a whimper, inner muscles reflexively tightening in an attempt to prevent the other's finger from going further. It was just
Lovino's luck that the first time he did something that sexual with someone, it wasn't with a lover, it was at the doctor's office.
bit back a groan. This man was a virgin. He whole-heartedly thanked God for this wonderful opportunity. "Relax," he chanted, pressing a bit
harder this time, the tip of his finger breaching the brunet's ring of muscle.
He couldn't help but cry out as the finger penetrated him, whole body shaking, fingernails digging into the couch. He could feel his heart
beating fast, and tried to take deep breaths, wanting to calm his obvious reactions.
stopped, for the Italian's sake. That cry shot through him, ringing in his ears and diving straight down to pool in his groin. That's it,
Lovi wasn't leaving until he was properly fucked into the plastic.
Completely unaware of the other's thoughts, he focused on calming his breathing, heart slowing a bit and trembles dying down some. Lovino
felt his cheeks burn with shame over how much he was reacting to this, wondering if he had some sort of doctor kink...
"Can I continue?" He mumbled, rubbing the other's thigh with an amazing amount of patience.
As much as his mind screamed at him to say no, Lovino nodded. They'd already started, he might as well get it over with...
pressed onward, pushing until his first knuckle sunk into the infuriatingly tight heat. *Gott* he couldn't wait. He bit back another groan.
He mewled as Gil pressed the finger that far into him, inner muscles tightening and cheeks burning. This was going a lot slower than the
promised, or at least it most definitely felt like it. The brunette's eyes shut tight, trying to focus on anything *but* the fact that he
Lovino
was
being fingered...
glanced up to gauze the lithe man's reaction as he began to move his finger gently in and out. He smirked at the sight of a strong blush.
The Italian's legs shook violently as the other started to move the digit in and out. Was this part of the procedure...?! "N-no," he cried
softly in protest, before biting harshly on his bottom lip to prevent any other noises from escaping.
*loved* his reaction. That blush of his was absolutely intoxicating. He noticed, quite oddly, that there was this one curl jutting out,
quivering as he sped up his thrusting.
Knees almost giving out, he failed to hold back a whimper, clinging to the couch for support. He was too busy trying to stifle his arousal
to question the reason behind the thrusts, just hoping that this would be over before he lost it...
"I'm putting another in," he warned, pulling his finger out to press two at his entrance. Lovi was going to *love* what he was about to do.
Another? "D-do you have to...?" he whimpered out, trembling as he clung to the couch, breathing erratic and flushing darker as the two
fingers pressed at his orifice.
"It's standard procedure," he repeated. He slowly pushed in, reveling in the raw heat that surrounded his fingers. He smirked as he crooked
his fingers, twisting them around to search for his prostate, his sweet spot.
Muscles suddenly clenching hard around the fingers, Lovino screeched, using the couch to support all his weight. Fuck, fuck, *fuck*. Just
think of dead kittens, he told himself, dead kittens, dead kittens, Francis...
chuckled at his reaction, pressing more urgently into the brunet. He began to twist and curl, looking for that little spot that'll make Lovi
fall apart at the seams.
[["twist and curl" Do you mean twist the curl, or am I just stupid? |3]]
[twist and curl his fingers XP]
[[Okay, that's what I thought but I figured I'd make sure ;v;"]]
"A-ah-- n-no--!" His breath hitched as the digits penetrated deep into him, legs spreading, and not a second later the albino slammed into
that spot. Any hopes of staying composed were dashed, hips pressing back as he screamed, muscles tightening almost to the point of being
painful, and he would have collapsed had he not used every bit of his will to keep clinging to the couch. A pitiful cry escaped Lovino as he
felt blood go south. Someone, kill him now.
"And that," he growled, his voice laced with arousal. "Is your prostate. Let's see how *healthy* it is." He ruthlessly rubbed against the
spot, thrusting his fingers harder.
His toes curled, another scream spilling past the brunette's lips, stars shooting across his vision. Never in his life had he experienced
something that felt this *damn* good, and his cheeks were tinted furious red, shame washing over Lovino for taking such a perverse pleasure
in this. His mouth may have been saying no, but his body was definitely saying yes, member starting to go stiff.
felt himself ache quite painfully as he tried to hold himself back, lest the adorable Italian got scared and ran away. He did notice,
however, the other's obvious arousal pressed painfully into the couch. "Would you like some assistance with that?" He mused, letting a
finger run up the other's shaft. "After all, I am a doctor."
A shudder went down his spine and he scrambled for an excuse... w-wait, what was the albino saying? "W-what...?" he squeaked out, not able
to believe it. Was the other trying to... *seduce* him?
"I was wondering if you needed a little...*help*" he thrust his fingers harshly, hitting the spot directly as his other hand moved
dangerously closer to the site of Lovi's arousal.
He screamed again, hips shoving back to push the fingers in deeper, mewling with need. He barely even noticed the other hand's location, too
fixed on the fingers up his ass and what they could do... The doctor's offer was slowly becoming unrefusable.
"I'm sorry, I didn't hear an answer," he teased, slowing his fingers and nearly removing them. He raked his nails across the smaller's inner
thigh in patience.
Trembling violently, he swallowed with difficulty, legs spreading with a soft cry as the fingernails dragged across the sensitive area. "Nn,
t-take... take m-m-me..." he moaned, unable to believe he was agreeing to such a thing.
*Now* he was getting somewhere. He turned the brunet over and attacked his neck, working his fingers back to their moderate pace. He made
quick work of his own pants and stepped out of them hurriedly.
Lovino slumped onto the other, crying out as the fingers sped up, arousal pressing into the other's thigh. Filthy noises spilling from the
Italian, he tilted his head and leaned into the bites. His orifice twitched needily, two fingers not enough any more.
hitched the brunet's legs up and made him wrap them around his waist. Hoisting the smaller up, he carried them to the other side of the sofa
and laid him down. He removed his fingers and straddled Lovino, grinning down mischievously.
Cheeks heating crimson, he stared up at the other with big, lust-darkened eyes, whimpering softly at the removal of Gilbert's fingers. To be
difficult, Lovino squirmed under the other's straddling, chest rising and falling with rapid pants.
flashed an evil grin, turning the Italian so that he wasn't watching Gil slink back to admire his beautiful handiwork. He mentally applauded
himself as he observed the twitching ring of nerves, never once touching Lovino where he *needed* to be touched.
Lovino cried out pitifully, hands pawing at the couch, blushing as he was flipped and studied by the albino. He could feel how slick the
lube had made his entrance, only making his need for Gil's fingers stronger. He had to force himself not to lower to
touching himself...
clicked his tongue in thought. Hm...what to do, what to do~ 'Well, maybe he'll enjoy this,' he thought briefly before flicking his tongue
over the twitching ring.
"A-*ahn*!" He couldn't believe the other had done that; and yet, the thought quickly faded to another. Lovino writhed with need, fingers
curling into fists and nails biting into his palms. It felt *good*.
took that as an affirmative and delved deeper, snaking a hand around Lovino's waist and pumping his arousal in time with his thrusting
tongue.
"Ahn, n-no!" His cheeks burned with embarrassment, and Lovino felt filthy from the way he was reacting, rear arching into the air. A shudder
went down his spine when the other started pumping at his erection, mewling in desperation.
made sure to lathered the ring generously before pulling himself away. Removing his hand from the brunet's erection, he pressed three
fingers at the entrance, pushing in slowly.
He moaned in ecstasy as the three digits started to penetrate his twitching entrance, ass pressing up to coax them further, disregarding how
exposed he was with his entire rear and orifice on display. Lovino's erection started to leak precum, excited by the three fingers.
"You're a naughty little thing aren't you? Seducing me like this" he chuckled, eyes darkening with raw lust as he pressed feverish kisses on
Lovino's back.
The other's voice sent shivers through him, lust in it making his heart beat fast. "M-me, seducing *you*?" he panted softly, trying to focus
on speaking rather than *why isn't he moving his fingers*. "I-I'm not the one that... s-started this..."
"Oh yes you were, standing there and looking all *ravishing*" He slowly thrusted his fingers, avoiding the Italian's prostate. He didn't
want him to come just yet.
"I-I did no such thing," he mumbled, a deliciously inappropriate moan spilling out of him, legs pressing together as he squirmed with need.
"Do you want me to show you just how seductive you looked?" he pulled his fingers out and pressed himself flush against the trembling
brunet, grinding against Lovino's orifice.
"A-*ahh*--" The brunette bit harshly down on his lip, entrance twitching needily, cock responding by throbbing enough to make the patient
whimper desperately. His ass pressed up reflexively, sticking in the air.
panted, kissing and biting Lovino's neck as his hands gripped the Italian's hips and began grinding harder.
He moaned the albino's name, grinding right back against the other, loving the bites and kisses. At this point, Lovino had absolutely no
regrets, caught in the intoxicating haze of lust.
gave a particularly harsh thrust, grunting into Lovino's shoulder. "You wouldn't mind if I fucked your brains out right now, would you?" He
breathlessly chuckled.
The harsh grind made his head spin, and Lovino groaned at the thought, erection leaking. "W-what would you do if I... s-said no?" he panted
teasingly, rump pressing against the doctor.
removed himself completely, leaning back on his knees. "Then I'd let you leave. But then again, I haven't properly observed your prostate,
meaning" He crouched over the other, still not touching him. "You'd have to come back, wouldn't you?"
He whined softly at the other's removal, fidgeting obviously. "Good t-thing I didn't intend t-to say no, then..." the Italian breathed,
glancing back at the other.
"Indeed" he pressed the head of his arousal at the Italian's entrance, thrusting shallowly. "Can I?" he purred, pressing kisses down his
back.
He had to resist squirming, muscles relaxing, and Lovino pressing backwards in an attempt to get the albino to push in. "P-please do..."
hummed, slowly pushing into Lovino's amazingly tight heat. His frame began to shake, violently, as he fully sheathed himself into the
Italian.
He let out a noise of sheer pleasure, body flushed red, hands clenched on one of the armrests of the couch. Being stretched that much hurt,
a bit, but Lovino hardly noticed, the other's stiff cock forcing into him making the brunette mewl with pleasure.
panted harshly, his fingers gripped the Italian's hips painfully. *Holy shit*, how tight could one guy be?! He honed all of the self control
he possibly had and froze, body vibrating his need.
Lovino's breathing was equally labored, brows furrowed, entire body feeling overly warm. "A-ahn, Gil," he moaned, trying to take deep
breaths and relax, vaguely puzzling on why the other had stopped.
felt his string of self controlling slipping out of his fingers as he started to shallowly thrust into Lovino.
*control
Shudders of ecstasy went down his spine, moaning again, cheeks flushed cherry red. The brunette's toes curled, and he had to resist bucking
back into the shallow thrusts and forcing them deeper.
Hearing that last moan, he lost it. He grinned viciously, eyes shining in raw lust as he pulled out and snapped his hips forward. Angling
himself, his thrust hit Lovino's prostate directly.
Holy *fuck*. The vicious thrust against his prostate was the last thing he was expecting, an ear-splitting scream echoing from him, hips
slamming backwards.
proceeded to keep up that erratic pace, leaving little red marks in his wake has he licked and nipped his way up and down Lovino's spine.
He barely felt the bites and licks, senses overcome with Gilbert's thrusts, crying out loudly. "A-ahn, perfect--!" he yelped, eyes shutting
tight in ecstasy.
'Oh how right you are' he thought, hitting Lovino's prostate dead on at every thrust. "G-Gott, you're s-so tight L-Lovino," he panted.
He trembled violently, crying out and screaming as the albino slammed into that spot over and over, stimulating him almost too much. "I-I--
s-sorry--" he choked out, eyes watering at a particularly hard thrust.
"D-Don't be," he growled. "N-Never be." He slowed down considerably, turning the brunet over. He felt a new swell of arousal course through
him as he observed the Italian with lust-filled eyes.
He let out a yelp as he was suddenly flipped over, face flushed as he stared up at the other, and Lovino leaned up to press his lips against
Gilbert's hungrily.
tangled one hand in his hair, unknowingly gripping the Italian's curl, and one hand gripped his hip. His tongue prodded at Lovino's lips as
his hips snapped forward.
Lovino let out an almost panicked cry as the curl was grabbed, legs spreading and squirming, pressing harder against the doctor's lips as he
seemed to grow impossibly horny. His weak spot had been discovered...
Gil
was
a bit startled at this immediate reaction, briefly wondering where is came from. Maybe he had a hair kink? He was about to think otherwise
when his finger brushed against that loose curl yet again.
He cried out again, cock twitching and spilling fluid, Lovino pressing up against Gil with a lust-filled expression. The curl was so
effective that it could get him ready for a round rapidly, and even drive him to orgasm with no other stimulation.
grinned at his discovery. So that curl was different after all. Pushing Lovino back down, he returned to his previous pace. This time,
however, he leaned up to lick at the curl teasingly.
Spasming, Lovino panted raggedly, reacting strongly to the lick. His fingers twined in the other's white coat, legs wrapping around his
waist, not even able to protest as he cried out.
'If that's the response I get by just licking, I wonder...' he pondered evilly before bringing the curl into his mouth. He sucked on it
harshly as his tongue swirled it around.
"F-*fuck*!" he yelped out, squirming and writhing fitfully, tightening slightly. The intense pleasure made his cock throb, and Lovino
grinded against the other, nipples pert with arousal and visible through his button-up shirt.
had never been this aroused in his life. Releasing the poor curl, he gave Lovino a harsh kiss before going down and mouthing a nipple
through his shirt.
Lovino's chest pressed up with a moan, trembling, feeling warm and sticky on top of painfully turned-on. His lust-filled eyes couldn't leave
Gilbert's, entranced by their red hue, and the reciprocating lust they showed.
Somehow, staring into Lovino's chocolate eyes as he thrusted into him was sinfully arousing. He felt himself throb even more so, if that
were possible.
Each and every reaction Lovino had was made obvious in facial expression. His cheeks were constantly flushed, and his brows furrowed and
head tilted back when cries of pleasure and arousal escaped him. "M-more...!" he begged, toes curled.
growled lowly, biting his neck as he gave a particularly sharp thrust to the brunet's prostate. A hand snuck in between their bodies and
palmed Lovino's weeping length.
The growl made him squirm with arousal. He let out a soft screech in ecstasy, feeling warmth pooling in his lower abdomen, bucking into the
albino's hand reflexively as he palmed at the brunette's cock.
panted, feeling the peak of his orgasm coming around. He frantically pumped the Italian, wanting him to come first.
"A-ah!" He tried desperately to hold back his orgasm, squirming at the rapid pumps, but he couldn't hold back, and his whole body siezed up
as he came hard, spilling the thick liquid over himself.
grunted, coming into the Italian as he clenched down even harder. He felt the wave of lust crash over him as he panted, taking a moment to
catch his breath before pulling out and landing beside him.
He took deep breaths, trying to calm himself, orgasm leaving endorphins running through his blood. Finally, a strong blush rose to his
cheeks in realization of what he'd just *done*.
sighed in satisfaction, removing his doctor's coat and draping it over the lower parts of their bodies.
He snuggled closer, eyes half-lidded, still darkened with lust. "I hope that wasn't standard procedure, too..."
chuckled lowly, kissing Lovino's forehead. He accidentally brushed the curl as he pulled away and brought the other closer. "I'm not *that*
lucky."
Lovino tensed up at the brushing, moaning and pressing against the other, blushing bright red. Was it possible to be turned on again
already? He bit down on his bottom lip, trying to stifle the feelings.
's eyebrow rose. "Insatiable, aren't you?" He growled, one hand reaching over to fiddle with the Italian's curl.
"G-Gil...!" he mewled, sounding slightly panicked, starting to quiver as his curl was toyed with, sending unmistakable sensations through
the brunette's body. His eyes shut tight, whimpering when his legs felt weak and shaky.
snickered coyly, flinging the coat over the couch and straddling the younger again. "Yes, may I help you with something?" He purred,
trailing kisses down his neck.
Dark eyes followed the other's motions, pressing into the kisses. "Mhn... I was just w-wondering... if you ever properly observed my
p-prostate," he purred softly.
"I've caught a quick glimpse but, I don't believe my observation is over," his breath ghosted over Lovino's nipples.
Lovino groaned, slipping out of the stained shirt to allow the albino more access. "W-well, I... have nowhere to be, a-and I wouldn't want
t-to leave without being... *satisfied*," he panted, eyes gleaming with arousal and mischief. God, he was so *horny*...
"Well aren't you lucky that I don't have any other patients to attend to" he pushed Lovino's legs apart, grinding their cocks together.
Lovino cried out, hips immediately grinding up against the other's, feeling himself react quickly. "V-very," he stuttered, breath already
[ooc mind: Hi, Nii chan, you forget your wallet *stop* WTF do you think you are doing to my NIi chan*put out random gun*]
coming in desperate pants.
[[8'D Oh Feli.]]
[XD]
hummed, pushing the brunet's legs higher as his mouth ventured more *south*. He blew teasingly on Lovino's dripping arousal.
"Aahn-- n-no!" he cried out, a shudder going down his spine and cock twitching. The other's teasing was enough to drive Lovino mad.
"No what?" he continued his teasing while one hand traveled behind the Italian's bum and traced his entrance.
Inner muscles tightening reflexively, a moan stuttered out of him, hands pressing into the couch. He felt his cheeks warm with embarrassment
over being so revealed, and yet he somewhat liked it, feeling lewd and inappropriate.
"How much do you want it?" he whispered, nipping at the brunet's neck and leaving little red marks in his wake.
"A-ahn, please, I want it--!" he cried, shuddering, clinging to the German.
"Then show me," he challenged, leaning back and removing himself completely from Lovino. "How's about you prep yourself Lovi, ja?"
His brows furrowed up, cheeks heating to the color of tomatoes, eyes clouded with lust. "W-wha--" he sputtered, swelling with embarrassment,
and yet still painfully aroused at the thought.
[[/Shitty reception in Algebra class orz]]
"Oh come on, do me this tiny favour," he pleaded with a husky undertone. He planted chaste licks and kisses down Lovi's inner thigh and calf
to further persuade the blushing Italian.
He moaned at the attention up and down his legs, stuttering softly. "I-I'd prefer your fingers in m-me... but if you insist..." he breathed
raggedly, cheeks blazing.
"Danke" he breathed, leaning up to lick Lovino's curl in appreciation. He maneuvered himself back, sitting on the armrest to get a clear
view of the show was he about to receive.
The curl lick made him shudder and cry out, cock stiff. Lovino paused to suck softly at his finger a moment, getting it covered with saliva,
before spreading his legs and revealing the needy pink entrance. His hand traveled down, the Italian swallowing nervously.
"Go on," he coaxed, stroking his leg in support and appreciation. "You look absolutely...*enticing*" he growled lustfully.
Lovino pressed the finger at his entrance, a soft cry spilling past his lips at the pressure. He couldn't believe he was doing this... But
at least the German appreciated it...
's eyes zeroed in on Lovino's finger as it softly prodded at his own entrance. 'Gott, life couldn't get better than this' he convinced
himself.
Lovino bit down his bottom lip and, for once since he'd first arrived, tried to forget about the presence of the other. He relaxed and, with
a practiced ease, pushed the tip of the finger past the ring of muscles, mewling as he did.
tried to stay silent, allowing the other to focus. He thought that Lovino's concentrated face was adorable. When the Italian mewled though,
*he* had to concentrate on controlling his raging lust.
Figures, Gilbert asked for this and yet he was at danger of interrupting it because he couldn't control himself... Lovino proceeded to push
the digit further in, trembling and moaning from the sensation.
growled, eyes narrowing in arousal. At an attempt to fight back his urges, he allowed a hand to travel downward and stroked himself.
Lovino would have teased the other over it, but he was too focused in putting on a show for Gilbert to notice, muscles tightening around the
index finger when it pushed completely in. "A-ahn, Gil..." he moaned out, eyes dark with lust, staring at the ceiling.
's lips pressed themselves into a tight line. And Lovi said he wasn't seducing him? "That's right, come on, add another finger" he purred.
Lovino obediently did as the other told, beginning to penetrate himself with a second finger, legs spreading farther apart as he mewled. His
fingers weren't nearly as long as the albino's, unfortunately, gaining less pleasure from them.
decided to "help" the little Italian by leaning down and spreading his legs a bit farther, watching as the fingers sunk deeper.
"A-ah--!" He blushed bright red in embarrassment and slight shock as Gilbert spread his legs farther, making him slip and accidentally
plunge the fingers in hard and fast, spasming and crying out. "O-oh, *dio*!"
felt himself salivating. Gott, he was positively tantalizing. He parted Lovino's thighs just a tad more.
He whimpered softly, feeling incredibly exposed like this, two fingers stuffed into him and his other hand gripping the couch hard. Toes
curling, Lovino started to gently thrust the fingers in and out, making lewd noises, muscles clenched tight around the intruding digits.
"Look at how dirty you are Lovi, fingering yourself in front of me," the words rolled off his tongue languidly. "Such an exhibitionist" he
teasingly chided.
He moaned at being called dirty, craving to be scolded more, and to be called more inappropriate names. "L-like you're... not enjoying it,"
the Italian panted, blushing and squirming a bit as his scissored the fingers, stretching his orifice.
"Oh of course I'm enjoying it. I love how slutty you look, stretching yourself. I love how much harder you get when I talk dirty to you." He
murmured.
A lusty-filled mewl spilled past Lovino's pink lips inbetween panting breaths, thrusting the fingers into his orifice. "M-more!" he pleaded
shamelessly, cock indeed getting harder, two fingers quickly becoming not enough to satisfy himself.
[[*lust -u-]]
"Come on baby, add another finger. Let me watch you open yourself," he growled, his restraint was quickly fading.
The words made his member leak precum, and Lovino did press a third finger at his entrance, but didn't allow it to slip into the tight heat
along with his other two fingers. A small smirk pulled at the corner of his lips, half-lidded eyes fixed on the albino. "Making me do all
t-the work? I thought this was your *job*, Doctor..." he purred softly.
chuckled hoarsely, sinking to his knees and capturing the Italian in a frantic kiss. His hands moved south and he pushed a finger in to join
the other two.
His body spasmed at the sudden intrusion, lips pressing harshly, feverishly against Gilbert's, desperation practically coming off of the
Italian in waves. He made an attempt to pull his own fingers out.
[[/Will be right back, dinner! ouo]]
shook his head in the kiss, pulling back. "Nuh uh, keep them in." He dove back in, parting Lovino's lips with his tongue so he could tangle
it with the other's.
He growled in frustration, bruising his lips against Gilbert's and moaning as their tongues clashed, loving the taste of the other.
angled his fingers accordingly and gave a quick, harsh thrust at the Italian's prostate. He kept his fingers there and rubbed achingly slow.
"*Fuck*!" he screeched, hips bucking down, spasms going through his entire body as the other rubbed *torturously* on the spot that could
make Lovino *beg* for mercy. He tried again to pull out his own digits, wanting to be fully pleasured by the albino.
"If you pull out, I pull out," he warned. To accentuate his statement, he began to retract his fingers.
His inner muscles tightened when the albino started to remove his fingers, whimpering. "Mhn... b-but..." he whined softly, finding this
*incredibly* unjust.
"But?" he hummed, teasingly scrapping his nails on the Italian's inner walls. Oh this was *so* much fun.
Lovino cried out, free hand's fingernails digging into the plastic on the couch. "B-but... I w-want *your* fingers t-to be filling me," he
panted, attempting the seduction route.
thrusted his fingers back roughly, stroking Lovi's prostate. "If that's the case, I suppose you can," he utterly fell for the brunet's
trick.
Screaming as the other teased harshly at his prostate again, he dissolved into squirms and moans, slipping his own fingers out. The brunette
went scarlet to feel some of the albino's come from their previous round leaking from his orifice, toes curling.
grinned, adding another finger into the onslaught he was giving the other. "Look at how devious and sinfully arousing you are," he brushed a
hand over the Italian's curl.
Lovino's voice cut off, jerking his hips down painfully as Gilbert touched his curl, trembling. "G-Gil, ahn, please--!" Lovino's stiff cock
wept with need.
twisted his finger's cruelly, before pulling out. He cupped Lovino's face as he angled himself to enter.
He spread his legs, panting softly and feeling his heart race in anticipation. "Hurry..." he implored, trembling with need.
Without any further notice, he thrusted in all the way, stilling momentarily to allow Lovino to readjust.
He let out a scream of ecstasy, head tilting back and hands curling into fists, feeling himself being stretched wide by the doctor's prick.
"A-ahn... Gil..." he moaned softly, taking deep breaths.
rocked his hips gently, slowly, giving the other another moment to reacquaint himself with the feeling before pulling out and nearly
slamming back in.
His eyes rolled back almost all the way, screaming again as the albino slammed into him. Even faint motion sent violent shockwaves up his
spine, and Lovino was practically moaning, squirming mush, for all the coherency he had. And the other was so *big*... His inner muscles
constricted around the other, warm, tight heat just begging to be thrusted into.
"Slutty little thing, aren't you *Lovino*" he purred, rearing back and thrusting right against the brunet's sweet spot.
Throat stinging slightly from the screams, he writhed uncontrollably, begging for *more*. "A d-dirty slut," he mewled, "I deserve t-to be
*punished*..." Just the way Gilbert said his *name* had an effect on Lovino.
nipped at Lovino's neck, voice dropping considerably lower. "Yes you should" He slowed down as he looked around for his discarded tie.
Swiping it off the ground, he collected both of the Italian's wrists and secured them above his head. Reaching behind the other's hips, he
hoisted him up, thrusting deeper thanks to the new position.
Cheeks burning, he pulled slightly at the binding, finding it secure-- and his thoughts immediately broke off, every ounce of him unable to
focus on anything besides *holy shit*, an ear-shattering scream ringing out. The new position brought nothing but explicit pleasure, begging
the silver-haired male to go deeper. "F-fuck, *yes*--"
"That's precisely right, liebe." He reclined against the armrest, gripping the other's hips as he pulled Lovino down and pushed his hips up.
Lovino's arousal leaked precum excessively, eyes cloudy and cheeks red from lust. Crying out, his hips pushed down in a desperate attempt to
push the other deeper, stretched orifice taking in as much as it could.
grunted, pulling the smaller male down faster, striking the pleasure gland. Stilling himself, he trailed his fingers over and around the
sensitive area of Lovino's thighs. "You've gotta work for your earn, *Lovi*"
His brows furrowed, panting raggedly, moving forward to smash his lips against the German's. "A-ahn, anything," he sputtered, "I-I'll do
anything you want, ahn...!"
grinned, shifting so he was lying flat on his back. "Then you move, I did most of the work last round." He stroked Lovino's legs in
encouragement.
His cheeks went bright red, stuttering. "W-wha-- what--" Lovino move?
"Ja, mien liebe," he chuckled, lightly thrusting upwards. "It's your turn," his eyes glittered teasingly.
The Italian moaned at the thrust, eyes shutting tight. He whimpered softly as he slid his hips up, and then down on the German's stiff
member, crying out softly.
moaned, eyes trailing all over the beautiful Italian. Every time Lovi came down, he thrusted up to meet the other's hips.
His cheeks were flushed bright red, and Lovino panted, clinging to the armrest. He used it to get more momentum in his downward thrusts, and
rather than speed, focused on driving Gilbert's cock deep into him.
decided to tease the other even more, angling his thrusts *away* from the brunet's prostate.
His face contorted and he cried out, eyes watering slightly when the other angled his thrusts, mewling. "G-Gil, no--" It was practically
agonizing, after having his prostate teased so much, to have the pleasure spot completely ignored, and Lovino shoved his hips down hard to
try to get the other to stop the teases. "P-please--"
"You beg so wonderfully," he purred, appeasing the other and returning his hips to their previous position, perfectly striking Lovino's
prostate.
A scream pealing from his shell-pink lips, Lovino trembled over the other, skin shining with sweat. He tried to speed up his pace a bit,
hips rocking down hard on the other's shaft. "Aah, perfect! M-more--!"
grunted, parting his legs slightly so that the pleading male could sink down even further.
The shudders that resulted from that made Lovino mewl loudly, sinking down as far as he could and going breathless as he felt himself
stretched far open, eyes going wide. Lovino was almost overexpressive in his reactions, noises and expressions combining to show *exactly*
what he was feeling.
"Your expressions are absolutely delicious, *Lovi*" He thrusted harder, one hand reached up to grip the Italian's cock.
"G-Gilbert--!" he moaned as the other grabbed his swollen erection, eyes darkening with lust, legs spreading farther apart. He continued to
moan out strangled praises and pleadings, gaze staying locked with the albino's.
's eyes darkened considerably, pumping the other harshly, wanting Lovino to come first.
He mewled and fought not to collapse onto the other, arms trembling. "Nghn--" The Italian's brows furrowed up, breath hitching, feeling
warmth pool in his abdomen.
stroked faster, pulling Lovino's hips down harder. "Gott," he mumbled, his breath beginning to come out in pants.
He thrusted down as the other pulled at his hips, aching for the pressure on his cock to be relieved. "P-please, ah-- scold me--" he begged,
needing something to drive him over the edge, crying out.
A devious glint appeared in his eyes as he chucked. "You're such a slut, aren't you Lovi? Look at you, moving devilishly on my cock. You're
a shameless little whore, aren't you?" He grazed his nail over the other's slit.
That did it. That *more* than did it. He bucked down one final time, screaming as the albino's cock slammed into his prostate. Inner walls
spasming tight, he spilled his fluid into Gilbert's hand, vision going white.
groaned loudly, the spasms convulsing around his cock pushed him over the brink, again. Grunting, he came deep into the Italian, directly
onto the other's prostate.
His body shook with tremors, flopping down onto the other ungracefully as his arms gave out. He still couldn't think straight, stuck in an
endorphin-induced haze, but by instinct he cuddled up to the other, basking in his warmth.
nuzzled Lovino's head, moving the other so that he was lying comfortably on his side. "Tired?" he asked, retrieving his coat to cover
themselves up yet again.
"Very..." he whispered, and hogged the coat-turned-makeshift blanket, nibbling at Gilbert's collarbone. "You...?"
"Content," he nodded, snaking his arms around the smaller's waist and bringing him closer.
"Before I forget..." the Italian murmured, and reached into the coat's breast pocket, taking a pen. He sloppily scribbled his phone number
on the nearest available patch of the albino's skin, and threw the pen, cuddling up happily.
laughed, ruffling the brunet's hair. "Wanna go out for dinner tonight? My treat as an apology for your going-to-be sore ass"
"It better be an expensive one... and none of that German shit," he murmured, already lamenting over the inevitable pain his ass would go
through. "Bastard..."
[;A; /confused]
[[;n;! W-what is it?]]
[post only says: through. "Bastard..." ;A; Is something missing?]
[[Fff-- Try refreshing your plurk page ;3;" There was a whole message before that]]
[iashduh /now works]
kissed Lovino's forehead. "Fine, we'll go to some fancy Italian restaurant and you can order whatever you want. First thing's first though,"
he sat up slowly. "We need to get out of here." He looked around in a haze, searching for *clean* pieces of their clothing.
Clean clothing? After what they'd just done? He sat up as well, yawning and scrubbing at an eye. "Alright... Febreeze, or something..." The
room smelled like sex.
"Got that covered," He pulled out a used Febreeze can from beneath the couch and sprayed it around. He stood up and walked over to his
closet, thanking whatever God that was out there that he decided to bring extra clothes today. "It's a little big but I'm sure you could
care less" He tossed Lovino a spare t-shirt.
He accepted the shirt with a soft murmur of thanks, shrugging it on. "Already prepared, huh..." Not leaving the couch, he reached for his
pants and boxers, still where he'd taken them off.
shrugged, pulling on a dress shirt and looking around for his boxers. "Gotta expect the craziest things. And this," he walked over and
kissed Lovino's cheek, "was definitely unexpected."
"I wasn't exactly expecting it either..." he huffed, blushing at the kiss and tugging on his pants.
laughed, tugging on his discovered boxers and pants. "You looked like you'd rather beat me to death than have sex with me when you walked
in," he confessed, opening the windows and door to let fresh air in.
"I still can, if you'd prefer..." He took a deep breath in when the other opened the window, a chill running over his body.
snickered and mumbled 'you can try' to himself. "Not a maso Lovi. In any case, shall we leave?" he held the door open.
His cheeks heated up at the words, averting his gaze and grumbling. Dumbass. "...Yeah," he responded to the other statement a moment later,
standing, before stumbling to the floor. *Ow*. So much for walking....
smirked proudly, walking over to scoop the lithe man into his arms. "Well isn't *this* romantic," he snickered.
The Italian thwacked Gilbert hand over the head, cheeks roaring crimson, sputtering. "I-idiot!" he yelped out.
chuckled, pretending to drop the other. "Hey, I might drop you," he playfully warned, tossing the Italian lightly before catching him again.
His eyes went wide, heart leaping in his chest as the other tossed him. The German was *strong*.... "S-sorry--" he eeped out, shell-shocked.
grinned, holding the other closer as he retrieved his keys and phone from his desk. "Should we get going?" He started for the door.
Looked like he had a lot of choice in the matter... Lovino grumbled his irritation, allowing the dominant male to do as he pleased, the
brunette merely clinging closer to the albino, cheeks puffed.
shook his head in amusement. Lovino was just *so* cute. He locked his office door and exited, locking the clinic doors behind him. "Which
car is yours?" He shifted the Italian in his arms.
"Ahm..." He shyly pointed to a sleek silver sports car. He would have took his vespa, but it was chilly out today. "R-right there..."
gave a slow whistle. Adorable and rich, damn Gil was on a roll today! "...nice" Really brain? Was that *all* you could come up with?
Not, 'OMG LOVI MAKE ME YOUR LOVE SLAVE'? He shook his thoughts away and helped the brunet onto his feet.
Nice was actually probably a better choice than the love slave option. As tempting as it would be, Lovino did have some class. Standing on
wobbly legs, he pulled his keys from his pocket. "You driving, or 'm I?"
's eyebrow rose, giving the other an incredulous look. "*Can* you drive?" He threw a glance down to the brunet's buckling knees.
Lovino blinked for a moment, before letting out a defeated sigh, leaning back on the car for support. "I guess not..." He tossed the keys at
the albino, rubbing his sore ass sourly. "This is all your fault..."
"And I'll gladly take full responsibility," he grinned, leaning down to peck the Italian on the lips before helping the sore male into the
passenger seat. "Where to?" He asked once he situated the both of them safely and comfortably.
"Anywhere," he huffed, buckling his seatbelt and rolling his eyes, cheeks dusted pink from the kiss. "Just make it worth my time. Already
wasted my day in that damn exam room..."
"Wasted?" He hummed, starting the engine and peeling out of the parking lot and swerving down to the highway. "You make it sound as if you
didn't enjoy yourself"
Blushing more, he stuttered softly, rubbing at his cheeks. "W-who said t-that I did?"
eyes gleam mischievously, his free hand reaching over to stroke Lovi's leg. "Well, I assumed from the moaning, screaming and begging that
you did. But if I was wrong, I suppose I'll need to try again," he suggested.
His cheeks grew dark red, sputtering, a soft moan spilling out of him at both the German's words and his hand's location. "S-s-shut it!" the
brunette squeaked out, paralyzed with embarrassment.
's voice deepened, lust slowly beginning to simmer. "But you clamped down on me so amazingly. I'm *craving* that tight heat around me
again," he purred, fingers inching closer to the other male's groin.
His fingers dug into the seat, eyes shutting tight and trembling slightly. "A-ah--!" Damn it, damn it! He couldn't believe that stupid
albino was making him horny again...!
chuckled, eyes remaining on the road as he rubbed the slowly growing lump in the other's pants. "Well, well, well, what do we have here?"
"N-no--!" He tried to shove the other's hand away, biting down on his bottom lip. He needed to control his hormones...! Lovino's breath came
in ragged pants, trying to focus on getting himself to die down...
Gil
was
persistent, hand now rubbing twice as hard. "You questioned my abilities Lovino, I have to try my hardest to convince you that I am indeed,
quite capable" And as he was saying this, he had unbuckled the other's belt and unzipped his pants.
"Gil... n-noo...!" he moaned, squirming in his seat, still trying to push the German male away. If he didn't get the other to stop, it'd be
too late...!
"Hmm? I'm sorry, what was that? You want to move faster? Sure thing," He grinned cheekily, hand sneaking into the brunet's boxers.
"Ahn--!" His eyes clouded with lust, frantically trying to escape the teasings from the albino. "I-I-- ngh, d-don't--!"
"What? You *don't* want me to stop? Alright then, whatever you say" He thoroughly enjoyed teasing the other, quickly stroking the other
until he was stiff.
He mewled pitifully, trembling, feeling his member go completely stiff. "Noo..." he cried, flushed and trembling. "B-bastard..." They were
still driving...!
shook his head, eyes still trained on the road as he took the next exit, driving the both of them to a quaint little restaurant his
brother's boyfriend was rambling on about the other day. He continued to pump the other, toying with the slit as the Italian cried out
against his actions.
He tried to squirm away, crying out loudly, pushing at Gilbert's hand frantically. "S-stop!"
had an evil thought. An amazingly devilish, cunning thought. "Alright then" he pulled away, eyes momentarily leaving the road to take in the
flustered man. "However, it appears as if you won't be able to *will* it away now"
His eyes went wide, whimpered, hands cupping over his erection. "Ahn--" Fuck, fuck... He bit down harshly on his bottom lip, trying to will
his problem away anyways. "Gil..."
[[/Dinner, right back ;w;]]
sighed, amused at the brunet's stubbornness. "Try as you might but there's only 2 options. 1) do it yourself" his voice grew husky at the
thought. "Or 2) I do it for you. Choose whichever"
[/waits patiently~ OwO]
"I hate you..." he cried out pitifully, cheeks burning with shame, not able to will the issue away. "This is all your fault..." His frail
frame was wracked with trembles, glaring at Gilbert.
"That's a shame since I'm oh so willing to help you...*alleviate* your pain. I am a doctor after all" he grinned, anxiously waiting to see i
f Lovino was in fact going to relieve himself.
"Sounds like your catchphrase...." he panted, almost tempted to deal with the issue himself, just to spite Gilbert.
"Works every time," he nodded, slowing down for a red light. "We're about 20 minutes away from the restaurant, you think you can finish in
time?"
They were *not* having this conversation. Lovino ignored the German, crawling into the backseat mid-drive. Dumb asshole...
's hands tightened on the steering wheel. He only allowed himself one quick glance in the rearview mirror before attempting to focus on the
road again. "So, I'm assuming you're going with option 1," his jaw clenched in self control as his mind went rampant with fantasies.
"F-fuck you!" he cried from the backseat, cheeks roaring bright red as he started to pull off his pants. Maybe he could take revenge on
Gilbert. He definitely deserved it.
"Not happening I'm afraid" he forced out a chuckle, hoping he had enough self control as to not pull over and fuck the Italian's brains out
in the backseat of his own car.
Yeah right. With how Lovino reacted to sexual pleasure? The Italian stroked himself tentatively, flushing bright red and moaning.
pressed down hard on the gas pedal, cars blurring past his windows as he decided to reroute them. A quick stop home wouldn't do much harm.
The restaurant stayed open quite late after all.
Lovino squeaked softly in surprise as the car sped up, but didn't think much of it, brows furrowing as he pumped himself again, crying out
with pleasure. After ignoring his arousal for so long, it felt amazing to finally deal with it.
Racing down the street, he pulls to an abrupt stop in front of a rather larger house. Praying that his brother wasn't home, especially with
his boyfriend, he quickly unbuckled himself and turns to look at the aroused brunet.
Lovino shifted his attention to the other, eyes half-lidded, hand still gripping his memmber. This wasn't the restaurant... "Mm...?" he
mumbled softly, trembling, flushed in only the albino's too-big tee.
weighed his options carefully. He could either stay here and finish the job or drag Lovi inside and fuck him in a much more comfortable
setting. Oddly enough, he was leaning towards the former, seeing as to how it'd be much faster. But taking the other into consideration...
It seems like they were coming in. He exited the car and went to open the back door, carefully lifting the Italian so that he didn't disturb
Lovi's...attention, any farther.
He squeaked softly, but immediately clung to the other, some vague part of his mind glad that there was enough trees between the house and
the street to make visibility near impossible. "Mhn... wha..." he murmured with a dazed, confused look, erection pressing into the other.
"Nothing, nothing, just continue whatever you were doing" he hushed the other, locking the car and hurriedly walking towards the door. "Just
ignore me." He made quick work of the door, barely remembering to kick it closed. "Anybody home?" he called out.
Lovino leaned against the other, panting softly, waiting for a reply for a moment like instinct instructed. When he heard nothing, he did as
Gil instructed-- just ignored him-- and moaned softly, legs spreading some as he stroked himself.
Gil
was
torn between sighing in relief, West wasn't home, and pushing the brunet to the nearest wall and having his wicked way with him. He reminded
himself that he was only several doors away from the bedroom. That strengthened his resolve as he climb the stairs, two steps at a time.
Not like Lovino would protest being taken up against the wall at this point... His body spasmed against the other, Lovino's free hand moving
to rub over his entrance and making him cry out from the self-inflicted teasing.
growled, eyes narrowing almost dangerously as he flung his bedroom door open and unceremoniously dropping Lovino onto the bed. "Looks like
we're here" He quickly unbuttoned his shirt and dropped it on the ground, crawling up the bed, eyes like those of a predator.
Lovino yelped loudly as he was tossed onto the bed, all activities stopped. His cheeks immediately flushed dark red, entranced by the
predator-like look in the albino's eyes. Looked like he was the prey...
[[/Rapid shower run]]
"What do you have here?" He whispered, pulling the Italian's ankle, thus pulling Lovino closer to him. "I have to admit, you do look sexy
wearing only my shirt." He trailed chaste kisses up the other's leg.
He squeaked in shock as he was dragged to the other by his ankle, blinking, eyes clouded with lust. "Ahn..." he breathed when the German
kissed up his leg, pulling the hem of the shirt down to cover his crotch.
"No need to be shy," he mumbled, licking the other male's inner thigh, pushing his hands away and lifting the shirt. He teasingly breathed
over the brunet's mushroom head.
His legs spasmed, Lovino crying out and brows furrowing up. The brunette tried to squirm away from the silver-haired male, breath coming in
panicked gasps.
secured his grip on the Italian's hips and bent down to like a nip at the underside of Lovino's cock, pressing his tongue against a
throbbing vein.
Lovino mewled loudly, trembling, frozen in the spot. Contrary from earlier, Lovino wasn't rebellious at all; rather, he was incredibly
submissive, taking very little assertion to make him roll over and show his belly (figuratively speaking). "Gil...!" His cock throbbed, legs
spread wide and revealingly.
"That's more like it" he praised, suckling at the sides of his arousal. After a few more licks, he hovers over the head before swooping down
and enveloping it with his mouth.
He couldn't help but buck into the other's mouth with a cry, melting at the wet warmth enveloping his erection. Shuddering, his hands fisted
in the sheets, begging the other for more. Fuck, it felt good...
pressed Lovino's hips into the bed, restricting his movement as he swallowed around his cock, humming as he did.
Toes curling, he panted heavily, eyes watering up slightly as he was teased. "G-Gilbert!" he pleaded, cock beginning to leak into the German
male's mouth. "O-oh, please..."
groaned around the erection, fingers going up to rub at the pleading man's entrance. His tongue curled around and traced along the slit as
he dipped the tip of his finger into the other.
[/going to sleep~]
He cried out as the finger penetrated him, shuddering and mewling pitifully at the top of his lungs. And the teases to his cock were hardly
helping...
feeling the brunet relax just a tad bit around his finger, he began to thrust, harsh but not quite deep enough. He let his tongue dance
around the sides of Lovino's dripping cock.
He writhed where he was pinned by his hips, legs spasming, inner muscles clenching tight around the harshly thrusting finger. "A-ah--" he
gasped out, cock twithing.
grinned, pulling away with one last lick. He pushed the other's shirt up while nipping a trail up to Lovino's nipples. Taking one into his
mouth, Gil rolled it around teasingly with his tongue.
He let out a relieved sigh when the other pulled off his erection, the teasing having tortured him. His chest pushed forward, moaning loudly
and flushing. "G-Gil!"
took his moan in stride, grazing the hardened nub with his teeth as he restarted thrusting his fingers. He angled them to be hard, but only
just grazing the other's prostate.
Of course, that drove Lovino crazy. He couldn't buck his hips down because of the other's grip on them, leaving the Italian to writhe and
paw at the other. "O-oh... god, ahn..."
hummed around the nub before releasing it. He ducked back down and nibbled on the underside of Lovino's cock. After a moment, he began
suckling on the writhing man's testicles. He brought one into his mouth and rolled it around.
"Ah-- n-*no*!" he mewled, eyes watering up and brows furrowed. "S-shit, Gilbert--" Lovino trembled violently.
harshly sucked, making his fingers thrust against the other's prostate dead on. His trousers were beginning to feel awfully tight.
His inner muscles clenched tight around the albino's fingers, a screech pealing past his lips. "I-I can't-- ngh, p-please--!"
felt himself twitch violently at the plea. Screw teasing, that was enough. He quickly pushed his pants and boxers down, hissing as the cold
air blew past it. He retracted his fingers and positioned himself at the brunet's opening.
Lovino laid down and spread his legs far apart, panting in anticipation. "T-took you long enough..." the Italian breathed, orifice twitching
with need.
"Hmm," he replied, entering with a quick thrust. *Gott* he was still tight as ever. "*L-Lovi," he groaned, maneuvering the Italian's legs so
that they were on his shoulder, giving him a better angle to sink in deeper.
He mewled in pleasure, eyes clouding with lust for the German, ass aching but easily ignoring it. The brunette's hips pushed up to get the
the other to go deeper, legs trembling in their position, toes curled.
growled, starting to thrust at a rapid pace as he reached up to tug and pull at that curl Lovi was so sensitive to.
"*More*!" he screeched instantly, the curl-yanks and thrusts immediately driving him crazy. "S-shit, shit, Gil--" Lovino's body spasmed,
cock stiff and leaking.
"That's right," he panted harshly, marking bright red marks on Lovino's neck "call me name." He re-angled himself and began to grind against
the other male's prostate roughly.
Knees bent almost all the way to his chest, he shrieked the albino's name, excess saliva dripping from the corner of his mouth. He tightened
up on purpose this time, inner walls pressing around the other. If Gilbert could tease him, well, Lovino would tease right back.
groaned loudly, gripping the Italian's cock and stroking him quickly to completion. Grinding harder, he could barely hold himself together,
this man was going to be the death of him one day.
At least it would be a good death? Lovino screamed again, panting turning frantic as he thrusted down around the other. His cock leaked with
need, swollen. "Yes!"
grunted as he tried to brink Lovino to the brink of ecstasy and sanity. He felt himself coming undone so, he pumped the other harsher.
Spasming violently, he felt warmth pooling in his stomach, squirming. "Gilbert-- I-I'm, I'm gonna--" He bit down on his bottom lip, trying
to ignore the need to come.
licked at the other's poor, abused lip. "*Go shead*" he replied huskily before leaning down to kiss the brunet. He sped up, pushing Lovino's
legs against his chest.
He pressed his lips hard against Gilbert's, shuddering. Lovino whimpered, and then screamed against the other's lips, muscles clenching as
the Italian came against the other's chest.
shivered, feeling himself being clenched on. With one last thrust, he came into the lithe and panting man. Taking a moment to catch his
breath, he pulled out and fell beside the other.
Lovino... Lovino hadn't ever come that fast before. Filled with immense pleasure, he curled up to Gilbert and tried to calm his breathing. A
bright flush spread across his cheeks when Lovino realized he couldn't stop *staring* at the other.
didn't notice Lovino's staring or flushed state as he sat up to look for a blanket. Damn, he should've done laundry yesterday.Shrugging, he
laid back down, bringing the Italian into his arms.
Lovino would be surprised to hear Gilbert did his own laundry... "Mhn... bastard..." he mumbled at the other, breathing heavily.
[[/Passed out dead from exhaustion, sorry ;v;]]
[;A; Don't overwork yourself! /clings to]
"What'd I do this time?" He chuckled, tracing patterns on the other's back, lazily glancing at the clock.
[[....;vvvv; /Clings and cuddles and snoozes on <333]]
"Fucked me... again..." he murmured, eyes cloudy and half-lidded with exhaustion.
"You were askin' for it!" He stated defensively. Hell, Lovino was asking for it every since he walked through the clinic doors!
He rolled his eyes at the German, cuddling closer. "Oh, I'm *sure*."
ruffled the other's hair, rolling his eyes as well. "So, about dinner...." He looked at the clock again.
"You're fucking crazy if you think I'm moving..." He nuzzled the other, kissing at his cheek. He would probably fall asleep in the middle of
eating.
"I suppose you're right" he laughed, sitting up. "We need to bathe though, I don't know about you but, I'm not partial to being covered in
come" He threw his legs over the edge of the bed. "Care to join me?"
He turned bright red, stuttering softly. It was sort of a kink of his, to be covered in come... Biting on his bottom lip, he tried to hide
his embarrassment, nodding. "M-might as... might as well s-save water..."
's eyebrow rose. That reply was entirely too hesitant. The Italian liked being covered in come huh? Gil stored that bit of information into
his memory bank and walked over to help the Italian out of bed..
Lovino sighed softly in relief, thinking the other hadn't noticed. He looped his arms around the other's neck, legs securing around the
albino's waist.
"I like this position," he smirked, lacing his arms beneath the other's bottom.
He colored scarlet, headbutting the other lightly in the chest. "P-pervert..." Still, he didn't protest any farther than that.
shook his head, walking to the bathroom and kicking the door open. He placed the exhausted Italian on the counter and began to run the
water, adjusting the temperature just so.
His legs swung softly, almost childishly as he waited for Gilbert, tired body anticipating the warm water. He could really use a shower.
shut the water off as soon as he deemed that there was enough pooled in the tub. "Alright, in we go" He lifted the Italian again, stepped in
the water, and lowered them both. He groaned, the warmth did well to soothe his body.
Lovino let out a soft noise of pleasure, sprawling out on the other and immediately feeling better. "I haven't taken a bath since I was
little," he murmured softly.
hummed, turning his torso to retrieve a sponge. He lathered it generously with soap before running it over the Italian's front, scrubbing
lightly.
His eyes went wide, and Lovino squirmed, a hand clamping over his mouth. Unfortunately, he couldn't stifle the giggles welling up in him,
and they spilt out of him, turning bright red. It *tickled*.
Gil
has
taken back, Lovino was *ticklish*? Oh, this was going to be fun. He stealthily placed the sponge down and began assaulting the brunet's
sides.
"Ah-- n-no!" He writhed and squirmed, blushing darker as he laughed uncontrollably. He was so embarrassed that he was this ticklish, the
Italian hated it...
nuzzled the other male's head. "You're so cute," he remarked, his fingers finding the sponge again. He turned the Italian in his lap and
started scrubbing his back.
His eyes went wide, stuttering. "W-wha-- I-I'm not! G-guys aren't supposed t-to be--" The brunette broke off with a soft noise of pleasure
at the back-scrubs. Now that felt good.
shook his head and kissed Lovino's cheek. "Exactly," he massaged the sponge onto the other skin, before dropping it and running his fingers
all over the smooth alabaster skin.
"Nnn..." His eyes lidded halfway, genuinely enjoying the touches, almost feeling sleepy from the relaxation they brought. He even stopped
arguing about his so-called cuteness...
kissed his neck before his fingers trailed down to retrieve the sponge and bring it to his front and began to gently rub at the Italian's
groin.
Lovino went crimson, stuttering softly, praying that he didn't react to it. Even if his body thought he could, Lovino didn't think he could
handle another round.
"This is purely innocent" He murmured, washing the other softly, he had pure intentions this time! He went on the clean the brunet's thighs.
Pure intentions... Lovino didn't know that was possible for the German... His blush slowly faded to a pink shade, relaxing against Gilbert.
smiled, he finished washing Lovino's thoroughly used body. Standing up, he lifted the brunet and seated him on the edge of the tub. He
retrieved a towel from the cupboard and quickly dried himself before wrapping another towel around the other. He carried him back into the
bed before going to search for a blanket.
Lovino liked not having to do anything for himself... He curled up comfortably on the bed, watching the other, towel securely hiding his
rear from perverted red eyes.
found a large blanket under a pile of medical books. He tugged it free and returned to the bed, eyes roaming over Lovino's form. Satisfied
with his observation, he laid down beside the other and draped the blanket over their torsos.
"Perv..." he murmured as he cuddled up to the other, having noticed the roaming eyes. Lovino kissed gently at Gilbert's collarbone.
"Whatever you say," he chuckled, gathering the smaller man into his arms and holding him closer. He pressed a kiss onto Lovino's forehead.
His cheeks tinted light pink, heart beating faster when he cuddled him closer. "Your... whoever you live with won't be mad I'm here,
right...?" And then his eyes went wide with shock. "W-wait, you're not in a relationship, are you?" he choked out.
"I'm not a cheater," he responded coolly and honestly. "And no, he won't mind. I live with my brother and occasionally, his boyfriend."
The Itallian let out a soft sigh, and then went crimson athe realization of how upset he would have been if the other was dating someone. He
tried to convince himself that it was just because he hated unfaithful people. "O-oh."
leaned to murmur into his ear, "Why? Were you jealous?" He nipped the ear playfully before grabbing the Italian's chin and forcing the other
to look at him.
He blushed even darker, eyes locked with the other's ruby ones when he was forced to look at Gilbert. His eyes were so entrancing... Lovino
opened and closed his mouth, trying to find the right words. "I... I don't just... sleep with anyone..." he finally whispered.
"So this means I'm not just anyone?" He inquired, finding his hesitancy, carefulness and blushing quite endearing. Lovino's presence was
simply...intoxicating.
His brows furrowed and gaze cast down, embarrassment rising up in him. He felt almost like he couldn't breathe, eyes pricking with tears. He
Lovino
was
scared, especially about an admittance with such negative possible results. "I... y-yeah...."
smiled, pressing his lips lovingly onto the anxious brunet's forehead again. "Good, I don't sleep around either." He lightly wiped away the
other's tears. "No need to be scared," he mumbled.
The Italian's heart was beating so hard, he was sure Gilbert could hear it. "I-I..." He grew almost faint, never having felt this... this
*strongly* before. "O-oh..."
"And first thing in the morning," he yawned, "We'll settle whatever we need to talk through. Tonight's not the night for it," He tucked the
other under his chin securely.
Lovino nodded, and allowed himself a small smile once tucked under the albino's chin. He was so warm, and Lovino was blissful at the thought
of being allowed to cuddle someone; he had some sort of cuddle reflex where it was automatic to cuddle when he was asleep.
hummed a german lullaby softy, rubbing circles on Lovino's back soothingly. 'Wow, what a day,' he reflected. 'Who would've that I'd be
sleeping with my patient.'
His eyes slipped shut, taking deep breaths and listening to the lullaby. "...Hey Gil?" he whispered, breaking the silence.
"Hmm?" He nuzzled the Italian's head, showing the other that he had Gil's full attention.
"Do you ever feel.... j-jealous, of your brother...?" he murmured, blushing and nibbling his bottom lip nervously.
eyes slid open, contemplating. He had to admit, West had a good life. Hot boyfriend, great body, anything he wanted. But right now? Not in
the slightest, he wouldn't trade this for a *year* in Ludwig's life. "Sometimes, but that never lasts. Why?"
"N-no reason." He buried his face into the albino's chest, willing away his blush and feeling his heart beating a bit quicker than usual.
"There's always a reason." He placed a hand on Lovino's face and tilted it upward, feeling the warmth of his blush deepen.
His brows furrowed up, cheeks a warm red. "I-I was just, um, w-wondering."
searched his eyes for a moment before relenting, Lovi would tell him when he was ready. He released his chin and pecked his cheek.
His cheeks puffed at the kiss, and Lovino went back to his cozy, snuggled-up spot next to the German. "You're cooking in the morning..."
sighed, agreeing nonetheless. He quickly ran through his cupboard and fridge contents, wondering if he had anything other than beer.
Breathing slowly evening out, Lovino nuzzled the other's chest, hogging the blanket. Again, he reflected on just how... *nice* this was. He
didn't think he'd ever fallen asleep happier, and at that, the Italian drifted to sleep.
sighed happily, curling an arm around the other's waist and bringing the Italian closer. This is very...peaceful. Lovino's steady breathing
began to lull him into a serene slumber.
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