TW: Smut
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USSR deeply kissed UK's neck and earned a strangled moan from the shorter. The sound of the party music soon quickly quieted as the harsh groans and kissing noises intensified. UK wrapped his arms around USSR's neck as he held onto him with dear life. He started to shake uncontrollably and USSR soon paused. He moved his face closer to UK's and raised an eyebrow. "Do you want to do this?" USSR panted. UK nodded in desperation as he pulled USSR for a long, prolonged kiss. Their tongues intertwined and deprived each other alcoholic tastes. They found themselves quickly removing each others shirts as the heat grew.
USSR took this opportunity to pause and look at the hot partner. His red eyes flaming with lust, his hair messy and unkept yet it still looked incredibly beautiful, his chest was moving hungrily towards the muscles of the other and his voice was whiny and begging. USSR chuckled in adoration as he sat up. He slowly trailed his hands towards UK's trousers and unzipped it, out peeking a white, soft cotton fabric. USSR murmured something in his own language, it made UK fall deeper into the sea of warmth USSR brought upon his hot voice.
USSR removed the trouser UK wore and his own too, heightening the naked skin between the two. USSR smiled at the beautiful blue thighs, ready to be painted with his marks, his seed and smell. UK noticed but said nothing. He moved closer towards USSR and wrapped himself around USSR's stern shoulders. "Aren't you perfect.." USSR growled seductively, caressing UK's soft, smooth skin. "Aren't you so hot.." UK replied delightfully. He kissed the deep red skin of the larger and rested his nose on the shoulder, inhaling the lavender smell from USSR. USSR held UK tighter and gave compliments to the smaller like: "My angel.." or "My sweet ocean.." UK only gave sweet kisses on USSR's neck and shoulders.
Finally, the alcohol has started to get to the nerves. USSR became a lot more needy and aggressive that he became very.. keen to wrap UK into his own embrace. He harshly demolished UK's upper collar with hickeys and grunted whenever UK tried to pull away. He was no longer patient that he removed his and UK's boxers. UK became very red at the member that was presented in front of him. It was ready, just for him. UK looked up towards USSR's icy blue eyes that stared down at him with deep lust and heavy breaths pouring through. His gaze soon lead UK back to the member and spun UK around so his face was away from USSR. He gave a low hum in pleasure as he rubbed the soft skin around the hole where his desired organ wanted to be.
USSR slapped the skin, making UK moan in ecstasy. That will for sure leave a bruise. UK looked behind him as he saw USSR's fingers in his own mouth. He made sure the fingers were well coated with his saliva and with a small 'pop' sound, the fingers came out. "You ready?" USSR asked, double checking if everything he is doing is alright for UK. "Mhm! Please, get it all in me, I'm so desperate!" UK begged, shoving his butt (look I can not swear) closer towards the fingers. USSR simply chuckled in delight and aligned his fingers and shoved straight in. UK a let out a moan in pleasure as USSR placed another finger. The larger did a scissoring motion to open UK up and thrusted a few times just to make sure. UK whined in a desperate manner when USSR paused.
Finally, the fingers were removed. USSR stared that the masterpiece that laid before him and smiled to himself. UK was his, all his. No one was to take that away from him. Not anymore. Those fiery red eyes: only his. That luscious white hair: all his. The vocabulary that UK speaks: only his. His soft, small body: only his. Only his, and always his. USSR aligned himself and firmly placed his hands onto UK's waist. He quickly entered as UK yelled with glee. When UK was ready, he gave a weak thumbs up and USSR begun his first few thrusts. UK was muffling his moans as best as he can until finally USSR found his prostrate, UK has moaned extremely loud, almost barricading the party sounds outside.
USSR took this as a notice, he thrusted just far enough from the prostrate, but close enough for UK to moan loudly in pleasure. "Mhh... You're really tight.. Your pulsing hole makes this ride so much better.." USSR seductively said, gripping UK's thighs, aiming now at the prostrate. UK's only response was to let out loud noises which made USSR even closer. He bent down and kissed UK on the lips while still thrusting, sending vibrations down each others tongue. Saliva dribbled down their mouths and sweat poured down the partners forehead. The heat soon became unbearable as UK shot out his load, quickly followed by USSR's seed. The two panted heavily as expressions blissed with tiredness and lust.
Unfortunately for the two, they can not go for a second round due to the time soon becoming closing time and would create too much of a mess, again. They roughly cleaned up and wore their clothes as the two didn't meet their gazes anymore. They quickly rushed out and swiftly jogged back to UK's home. They silently entered the grand house and crept up the long flight of stairs, soon met with a voice. "Where do you two think you're going?" the voice asked. UK and USSR looked behind them and saw the looming B.E tower over them. "Uhhh," they both murmured. "Oh my goodness.. What have I told you earlier!?" UK and USSR looked at each other once and back at B.E. "Look, just go to bed. But! If I hear any complaining about your legs or lower half hurting, I'll make it worse." "Oh.. Do not worry Father, we will make sure to not say a word. Won't we USSR?" "Uh, Yes! Don't uhm, worry. Heh." "Good, have a restful night you two." "Good night."
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Follow my steps //SovBrit
Historical FictionInto the depths of one of the Coldest cities of the USSR, UK finds himself embarking a new story in the land. But after the incident, who is bound to save UK from falling into the traps of lost memory and saving his career from forever being lost?
