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Don't Wake the Baby, Baby	By : AnonymousWriterSaysHi Category: +G to L > Hetalia: Axis Powers Views: 3557 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 1-Don't Wake the Baby, Baby
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Ha, haha, this might kind of suck. My first time writing anything "hardcore". Fanfiction.net was gonna take it down so I figured, might as well make an account and post it here. So sorry. But I do hope you enjoy. Emil "Emmy" = Iceland, Britta "Bri Bri" = Fem Sweden, Matthias "Ma-ias" = Denmark, Lukas = Norway, Tino "Ti" = Finland, Eduard = Estonia
     Matthias stared at the young blonde through the slightly ajar door. He had just returned home. Emil was in bed for his nap, Tino was out with Eduard and some friends, and Lukas had to run some errands. He felt relieved that their only sister, Britta, gladly offered to babysit their little four-year-old “brother”. Matthias’s mouth was agape as he stared at his sixteen-year-old “sister” through the crack in the door. He hadn’t been expected to be home from his meeting for another hour, but luckily it let out early. When he returned home, he wasn’t shocked to find the house silent. Britta had always been a quiet girl and Emil enjoyed his naps (usually) and tended to stay in a deep sleep until someone came in and woke him. Britta was facing away from the door, leaning against the backboard of her bed; her laptop was open in front of her. What shocked, no, nearly killed him was the pornographic video she was watching. Her skirt lay abandoned on the floor beside her and her legs were spread and bent on either side of the screen, her gaze intent on the video. Both hands were in front of her, hidden from view by her body. She was panting and moaning softly, making the elder outside her door stare in shock. It was obvious what she was doing, and he didn’t know how to respond.
                He stared for a few more moments before pulling the door closed more and knocking, making her think he had just arrived. He had devised a plan – not the best one, and it can have some serious consequences, but a plan. He listened to her gasp and move around the room, the computer slammed shut and her hurriedly try to slip on her skirt. She pulled the door open in a frenzy, her long blonde hair disarray, “W-what, what are ya doin’ home, Matthias?” She stared at him through her crooked glasses and he moved to straighten them, and then smoothing out her hair, “Got off work early, you okay? You look like you’ve been working out or something.   Your cheeks are flushed and you’re panting.” She turned red and stared at the floor, “’M fine, what do ya want?” Matthias, noting it’s his chance, pushed himself inside, “Now, Brittie-Bear, that’s no way to treat your hard-working guardian, is it?” She huffed, “Ya haven’t called me ‘Brittie-Bear’ in years. What are ya up to?” He shrugged, “Hey, I’m gonna check something out on your laptop, kay? I think I still remember the password.” He opened it up, taking note of her horrified face, and laughed internally. He logged in and pulled up her web browser, “Now, let’s see if it’s in your history…” He checked and chuckled at the naughty website that appeared first in her browser history and scolded, “Britta Eiriene Oxenstierna! Pornographic imagery?! How unlike you!” Horrified, she screamed, “It’s uh, it’s not what ya think, Matthias!” and he smirked, “Oh, and what is it then?”
                “What I do on my free time is none of yer bus’ness! I’m a grown woman!” Matthias nodded, “So I’ve noticed, Sweetheart.” She stopped her excuses and rant before she had even begun, “Wait, what? What do ya mean, y’ve noticed?” He smirked predatorily and patted the bed beside him, “Now sit down Britty-Kitty and we’ll talk about it.” She stared, somewhat afraid of how her “sibling” was going to respond, and sat down beside him. His gaze fell to her chest, “You’ve filled out a lot in the last year or two, haven’t you Bri?” She placed her hand over her slightly exposed cleavage and her cheeks turned pink, “Matthias, Big Br’ther, what’s this all about?” He grabbed her hand and pulled her close, close to where she was nearly seated on his lap, “I’ve noticed it, Baby Girl. And, believe me, other men have too. You’re very…curvy for a girl your age; you’ve grown up so fast and become so beautiful.” Blush invaded her face again as she looked away, “Stop it; ‘m not that pretty.” Matthias’s hand slid up and down her side, grazing her rib cage and side of her breast. She stared at him nervously, “What are ya gonna do to me?” He cupped her cheek, “I’m not gonna hurt you, Angel. I love you, and I’m gonna take care of you and your naughty little habits.” She squealed and pushed him away, “No!” He nodded and gazed at her body, “Relax, Angel, you’re gonna feel great.” His hands were rubbing so deliciously and she decided to give Matthias a shot. She swallowed and bit her lip, gazing at him, “B-be gentle, Matthias?” He reached down and kissed her cheek, licking and nibbling his way toward his lips, “Of course. That’s my girl.”
                His lips finally met hers and she squeaked, pushing him away, “That’s my first…” He stared surprised and kissed her nose, “Well I’m honored I get to be your first on this too.” He kissed her again, not moving until she pressed forward, wrapping her arms around his neck. He slid her onto his lap, his erection pressing against her thigh. She nearly screamed and stared at him, “Yer, yer aroused?” He nodded, “Have been since I saw that fine pussy getting touched by your own hands.” She blushed so hard it scared the man and he kissed her again, “Hey now, stop that. You’re beautiful, Bri. I was so turned on to see such a pretty girl enjoying herself in my house. You looked so hot; I want everything you’re willing to give me.” She kissed his cheek and smiled softly, “Yer too sweet, but I’m nervous. I’ve never…done any of this with another.” He nodded softly, “I’ll take the best care of you.” His tongue slipped out and licked a trail up her neck, making her shiver, “Nhh~, Matthias, that tickles.” He laughed and laid her down gently on the bed, setting her computer, closed, down on the floor, “This is going to feel fantastic, Darling.” He moved down and kissed her thighs, pushing the skirt up with his nose. She smiled softly at his actions and grabbed his hair, “Yer wearing too many clothes.” He kissed her hand and removed his shirt, throwing onto her desk chair across the room. He undid his belt and then unzipped and unbuttoned his slacks, rubbing his erection. He groaned softly as Britta stared up at him curiously, eyes switching between his blue eyes and the bulge in his pants, “Matthias, please.”
                He pushed her shirt up and kissed her stomach, moving along the lining of her bra. His teeth grazed softly against the dark blue fabric, leaving small love bites along her rib cage. He moved his hand underneath her and attempted to unclip her bra, but he struggled. With a laugh, she sat up and unclipped the hooks, the fabric falling into his hands. He smiled at her contently, not letting his gaze fall and risk making her uncomfortable. Britta’s heart warmed with his compassion for her and she leaned forward, pressing her lips gingerly against his chest. They wandered aimlessly, kissing as much skin as she could; his soft moan comforted her, making her think she was doing was right. She moved to the curly blond hairs above his pants’ waistline. Her tongue flicked out and tickled the sensitive area, noting the softness and fineness of the blond hair. She pulled down the already undone slacks and pulled his cock out of the flap on the front of his boxers. She gazed at the manhood with wide eyes and a slack jaw, “Matthias, yer…yer hung.” She practically salivated over his cock with her dark and hungry eyes shining. He grabbed her chin and gently moved it toward the shaft, “Go on, try it. I’m sure you’ll do fine.” She gripped the long shaft with both hands, still about half an inch escaping her grasp, “Two hands don’t even cover it!” She slipped her tongue over the tip, moaning at the salty taste. She took the head into her mouth, Matthias groaning and slipping his fingers through her silky, long blond locks. She sucked softly and moved deeper, unable to take much more. “Now, Bri, your throat’s all tense. You need to relax.” One of his hands moved down to her neck, rubbing softly. She took a deep breath around his muscle, relaxing her throat and taking more of him in.
                Matthias pulled her head off of his cock and groaned, “Come on, lie back. It’s my turn.” She squealed softly as Matthias pulled her skirt roughly off of her body. He stared at the plain blue panties, a small wet area on the front. He licked his lips and kneeled on the floor, pulling her around so her legs sat on either side of him. He lifted both legs into the air and removed the panties, kissing her legs as they came off. She sat her thighs on his shoulders and blushed, reaching her hand down and rubbing her folds gently. Matthias cooed while slipping his head farther between her thighs, kissing the area her fingers were rubbing. She moaned softly and nodded when he stared up at her for permission. His fingers pressed into a V against her mound, spreading her open. His tongue flicked against her bundle of nerves, making her scream and arch her back. Obscenities slipped past her mouth as he tongue-fucked her endlessly, drinking her juices and moving his nose back and forth in between her two lower lips. He pulled away and stood, moving stark naked toward the door, “Well, let’s hope Emmy isn’t up yet. I’m gonna go get condoms and lube.” She nodded and stared as he ran out, fingering herself to keep herself wet in his absence. He returned a few moments later, holding a small box and a bottle in his hands, “Em’s still in bed, fast asleep. Looks like you’re having fun.” He commented, motioning toward the two fingers inside her wet heat. She smiled and whispered, “Close the door. I’m ready.” He pushed the door shut with his foot and threw everything on the bed, removing one of the small square packages from the box. He pulled it open with his teeth and handed to her, “Put it on.” She swallowed and stopped pleasuring herself, grabbing the item from him. She bit her lip and stared at him, “I don’t know how. Show me?” He held her hands and helped her roll the condom down his length, both of her hands stroking it to smooth it out. He held in a moan and pushed her back, slathering his manhood in lubricant and throwing her legs onto his shoulders again.
                “Are you ready Doll?” Britta smiled and nodded, “’M yers, Matthias. Be gentle on me?” He mouthed ‘of course’ before pressing the tip against her wetness, pushing against her wall and entering her. He sat still after pressing in an inch or two, waiting for her adjustment. She took a deep breath, nodding at him to continue. It took a few minutes with waiting and adjusting, but soon enough he was all the way in. Bri was groaning and wiggling against his groin, begging for more. She’d never felt something so overwhelming and strong. Matthias bent down and kissed her chest bone, and he smiled at her uneven breathing, “How’s it feel?” She moaned softly, “S’good, please, move.” Matthias wasted no time, pounding earnestly into Britta’s heat. She screamed and arched against him, her hands flying to grab his biceps. She removed her legs from his shoulders and wrapped them around Matthias’s waist. Her back arched off of the bed, Matthias holding her up. He hoisted her so their chests were against each other, holding her up against his body. She moaned wantonly into his ear, calling his name while he slid in and out of her warmth.
                Seeing how it was her first time and she’d never felt so much pleasure, Britta felt her abdomen tightening around Matthias, “Oh, oh god, ‘m close Matthias!” His grunts and groans encouraged her to vocalize her pleasure, screaming as the assault of pleasure continued, “I’m getting there, Bri-Baby. Just hold on~” Bending his head down, he licked, sucked, and bit at Britta’s neck, quieting her screams with his lips, “Baby, you’ve got to keep quiet. You’re gonna wake up Emmy.” The Swedish girl moaned and nodded, throwing her head back and raking nails down his back, leaving red marks and drawing blood. Waves of heat, light, and pleasure flashed through Britta as her orgasm flooded her body like a hurricane. Her scream was fuzzy due to the blood flowing and her body’s pulsing; Matthias sat her down frantically, pulling off the condom and pumping desperately, “Bri, Baby, if you hear me, heh, c’mere!” Britta moved around so she was on her knees in front of Matthias; he pulled her mouth open and growled before giving off a guttural shout as he tainted her mouth and cheeks. His elongated groan seemed to grow quieter as he came down from the high, Britta licking and tasting the white substance painted across her face.
                Both of them moved onto the bed, curling up beside each other. Britta kissed Matthias’s chest while he pressed his lips against the top of her head, “That was fantastic, Doll. Thank you.” Bri smiled and nibbled on his pec, giggling as Matthias picked her up and sat her on his lap, her head resting above his heart. “Matthias, we have to get dressed before anyone comes in.” Matt nodded and laid her down, moving and grabbing his pants, slipping them on and helping Britta put her clothes back on. Matthias stared as a knock came at the door, slipping his shirt on but not buttoning it. Upon opening it, he gazed down at the little boy smiling, “Ma-ias home!” Matthias laughed and picked up the little pale-haired boy, “Yeah Kiddo, I’m back from work! You wanna go downstairs? I’ll be down soon and we can play and start on dinner with Bri-Bri, okay Bub?” The child nodded and darted off, and Matthias stiffened as arms wrapped around his chest, “Yer so sweet. Can I ask ya a question?”
                The elder man nodded and turned, a small smile on his face, “Yeah, sure thing Bri. What’s up?” He knew she’d probably have quite a few questions about what just happened, and he had the obligation to answer all of them. Matthias had had feelings for Britta since they were small children and he deemed himself her ‘knight in shining armor’ or her ‘protector’. Only Lukas, a couple of school friends, and their “mother” knew about his feelings for Bri. A kiss was given to Matthias’s cheek. He smiled and grabbed her, nuzzling into her hair; Bri’s cheeks warmed as she tried to voice her question,
                “So, can we, erm, be a ‘thing’? Can we date?” Matthias chuckled and intertwined a hand with hers, “I wouldn’t mind.” They both smiled softly and walked down the stairs, Emil screeching in happiness and throwing himself into their arms, Britta and Matthias playing airplane with him as they entered the kitchen.
                It wasn’t for another hour when Lukas entered the house, looking around and seeing Emil playing with a truck on the ground near the entry way, “Hey Bubby, what are you doing?” Emil smiled and shouted, “Vroom, vroom!” Luke laughed at his little brother and ruffled his hair, smiling, “Okay Bubby, you keep playing. Where are Matthias, Ti, and Bri-Bri?” “Ti still wif Eduard. Bri-Bri and Ma-ias in the kitchen.” The Norwegian nodded and went through the doorway, staring in shock at the sight. Matthias’s tongue was somewhere down Britta’s throat. He coughed and knocked, staring as the two jumped apart. “Well well well, what do we have here? Matthias, you’re eighteen – almost nineteen, and she’s only sixteen. I’m not mad, just horrified.” Matthias punched his arm and smiled down at the girl wrapped around his waist, “Back off, Man. I love her.” She giggled and nodded, nuzzling into his chest. “I love him too.” Then, suddenly, a burst of color and speed came running through, “Luka! Bri-bri! Ma-ias! I 'ungry!” The three laughed as Matthias swung him into the air, setting him in the crook of his arm and leaning down to kiss Britta. Emil stared, “’Ou two kissin’!” She laughed and nodded, tickling his stomach, “Is that okay Buddy? Can I kiss Matthias?” He stuck out his lip defiantly, “On-y if I get one too!” The three smiled as Bri leaned in and kissed him softly on the nose, making him squeal and hug her. She picked him up out of Matthias’s arm and cradled him, staring up as Matthias held her close and Lukas rubbed the little boy’s back. They didn’t hear the door open and shut, or note the Finnish boy wrapped up in the arms of a blond boy with glasses,
                “Whoa, what’d I miss?”
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