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Beer, Wine, and Spirits	By : Bloodysyren Category: +G to L > Hetalia: Axis Powers Views: 3038 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Ludwig opened his eyes blearily and found himself curled up against Arthur, holding the Brit lovingly to his chest. His vision became sharper as he was lifted from sleep and he smiled down at the Englishman, leaning up a little to kiss him on the forehead tenderly. Arthur stirred in his sleep and mumbled something unintelligible. The German disentangled himself from Arthur�s arms and slid out of bed, walking into the bathroom.

He looked at himself in the mirror and ran a hand through his hair, pushing it back into place. He turned on the shower and a strand fell into his vision. Ludwig stepped into the warm spray and tilted his head back into the warm water, letting it soak him entirely. Despite being more awake, he never knew why taking a hot shower made you more tired. He ran his hands through his hair again and felt strong arms wrap around his waist as a slick tongue slid along his neck.

The German flinched and opened his eyes to look down into Francis� face. The Frenchman smiled and planted a seductive kiss on Ludwig�s lips, curling his fingers around the taller man�s half-hard erection. Francis slid to his knees, still holding Ludwig�s cock in a firm grip, stroking lazily as he spoke through the loud rush of the water, his voice echoing off of the tile in the lavish bathroom,

�I�m sorry I didn�t get to wake you up properly this morning like I had wanted to. When I came into the room and saw the two of you all curled up together, I just couldn�t bring myself to wake you. I guess now will have to do, non?�

Ludwig began to say that it was alright, but was cut short by Francis� warm mouth swallowing him whole, that sinful tongue curling around the head. He let out a low moan and placed a hand on the wall to steady himself. His body lurched forward and he placed his other hand against the top of Francis� head, both encouraging him and wishing that he could get more, wanting Francis to go deeper, to move faster. He was close! So very close!

The German bit his lip to stifle a whimper as Francis� hands joined the sweet torture, squeezing his balls while one of his middle fingers massaged behind them gently, seeking out that sweet spot. Ludwig panted, feeling the digit slide in smoothly, pushing past the tight muscle keeping it out. The Frenchman hummed low in his throat and once again, Ludwig could barely contain the shuddering groan that spilled past his lips. He could feel the molten heat of his orgasm growing in the pit of his stomach.

Francis slid his finger in further, feeling the warm water from the shower slide down his hand and off his elbow. The German shuddered as he felt that slim, strong hand pressing against his entrance squirm deeper within his body. As Francis� mouth continued to suck hard on his cock, Ludwig let out a ragged, desperate moan as Francis took him in completely. His whole body trembled as Francis� finger brushed hard across his prostate, making the normally stoic and composed German bend forward with the power of his orgasm.

He felt his seed rush hot and fast into Francis� waiting mouth. The Frenchman swallowed all of it greedily, sweeping his tongue across the sensitive head, making Ludwig shudder and pant in the afterglow of his release. Francis slowly slid Ludwig�s softening cock from his mouth and tenderly slipped his finger from that strong body. Standing to his feet, Francis caught the German�s lips up in a searing kiss, pressing his hard body flush against the other man�s, wrapping his arms tight around Ludwig�s waist, feeling the warm water rain down over both of them. Ludwig closed his eyes against the water, feeling Francis tongue in his mouth, searching for his languidly. As both men relaxed against each other, Francis reached for the soap and began gently washing Ludwig�s body. As both explored and touched, cleaning every crevice and curve, the water cleansed both of them of the smell of sex and sweat, making them fresh and smooth.

Turning off the water, Francis stepped out first and retrieved a plush, soft towel for his lover, wrapping his own low around his waist. He turned to Ludwig who was towelling off his hair, body bent in two, hands vigorously swiping back and forth with the towel. Francis smiled and slipped over beside the German and pinched a tender cheek, causing Ludwig to straighten and blush. Francis laughed heartily and received a glare from ice-blue eyes below mussed golden hair.

The Frenchman smiled good-naturedly, but before he could apologize, he felt a strong damp arm curling itself around his waist, sweeping him into a tight embrace that ended with a dominating kiss. Francis pressed his hands against Ludwig�s chest wantonly, feeling the firm muscles flex beneath his fingers. He sighed against the German�s lips, feeling his entire body flush with desire again. He desperately needed release.

Breaking the kiss, Ludwig released him and as Francis opened the door, he felt a sharp slap against his own ass; a playful smirk on Ludwig�s lips as the Frenchman turned around sharply to say something witty. The German leaned in and kissed him quickly again, making Francis forget what he was going to say. Turning out the door, the Frenchman left Ludwig to freshen up and dry off, going to his closet to casually slip on a pair of pants, noticing that Arthur was still curled up in bed. He had to admit, the Englishman did look adorable when he slept.

Francis walked out of his bedroom and down the hall into the kitchen. He was glad that he had hung up all of their clothing after he had helped Ludwig clean up last night, or else all of it would be ruined. Switching on the oven and the stove, Francis began collecting everything he needed for breakfast. As Ludwig made himself presentable in the bathroom, Arthur was just waking up. He stretched and rolled over, splaying his limbs shamelessly all over the large bed, yawning and rubbing the sleep out of his eyes.

The things that did get him physically out of bed though, were one, his bladder, and two, his stomach. Arthur swiftly walked to the bathroom to relieve himself and upon opening the door, found a very preened, and half-naked German. Arthur and Ludwig both excused themselves and Ludwig stepped out of the bathroom so the Brit could use it. After hearing the door close, Ludwig walked over to the closet and opened it, wanting to at least put on pants. The moment that he let the towel around his waist drop against the back of the chair, Francis walked through the door and let out a low whistle,

�Do you want to go again, mon cherie?� Francis said, smiling towards Ludwig�s naked back, gaze travelling down to the cleft of his ass, eyes mere slits. The German straightened and blushed again, pulling on his pants quickly, hearing Francis chuckle suggestively behind him as he walked back out into the kitchen. Ludwig followed him and could instantly smell all of the fresh baked goods that were cooling out on the white marble counters.

The three men ate ravenously, devouring pastries, egg dishes stuffed with cheese and fresh vegetables, warm baked bread. Francis cleaned up while his two full companions conversed quietly. It was such a wonderful thing to have low whispering voices in the house now, it had been so lonely here all by oneself with no one to talk to, no one to make love to, Francis thought. After the dishes had been done, the table cleaned off, they retired to the living room once more and over strong coffee and tea talked over anything and everything, politics, music, art. The discussions were polite, almost reserved, as if no one wanted to offend the others. Soon the conversation turned to sex. Arthur blushed pink, knowing that he was the one who was the main recipient in last night�s escapades. But, he had also wanted to know what had happened after he fell asleep.

Ludwig blushed now, remembering the way Francis had gripped him by the tie and dragged him into that den of sinful delights. His chest became tight at the thought, his heart in his throat as he remembered those long thin fingers sliding against his smooth chest, soft lips teasing his throat, gently travelling lower, leaving a trail of moisture in their wake that caused him to shiver so uncontrollably. Francis cleared his throat and brought both men back to reality. Arthur shuddered gently, his mind reliving everything that had happened the previous night, making everything so very vivid.

The truth was, both of these men who were becoming quickly lost in their memories desperately wanted to have such an experience again. Francis could see it in their faces, sense it in their breathing, the way they both blushed so sweetly. He stood up from where he was curled up in an overstuffed chair and padded over to the two men sitting on the couch, both somewhat out of it. Francis was still shirtless, as was Ludwig, the air in the room was warm and comfortable, plus, with everything that had happened this morning, it had simply slipped their minds. Arthur, having gotten up after the other two had actually dressed properly and was somewhat startled when he had stepped into the kitchen to find his two friends shirtless and setting the table for breakfast. Francis settled between them and placed an arm around each of their shoulders.

�So? What do you two say, huh? Shall we go one more time?� His heavy-lidded gaze was directed at Ludwig who glanced at him with a slight smile and a blush staining his cheeks. Arthur started a little and gazed at Francis with a small glint in his eyes, mouth breaking into a smile across his features. Both men�s minds seemed to share the same thought as their arms encircled Francis, mouths suckling at his neck in tandem, deft fingers reaching out to cup him firmly, a hand sliding seductively along his thigh. He sighed happily as his plan was set easily into motion.

As Francis had been cleaning up in the kitchen, Arthur and Ludwig were conspiratorially whispering at the breakfast table, planning how they could expertly get his body into their hands, to have their way with him, to make him squirm with pleasure, to see that perfect body writhing in ecstasy. But, even though they now had him where they wanted him, he was the one who had suggested that they play around some more and this had frankly come as a shock to both men, though neither of them should have been surprised seeing as Francis was the biggest nymphomaniac they knew.

The Frenchman rested his head back against the plush cushions, closing his eyes in bliss, languidly relishing all of the sensations that were washing over him, feeling those hands and lips caressing his exposed skin, sending shivers over his entire body. Arthur caught Ludwig�s eyes and a quick nod passed between them. The sweet pleasure stopped suddenly as Ludwig swiftly picked up Francis from the couch and Arthur quickly tied his tie across Francis� eyes. The pair of conspirators carried their prize to the bedroom, laying him out carefully on the plush bed. Warm lips ghosted against his ear, making him shiver.

�Now, Francis, this is going to be a little test, not only of your senses, but of your willpower.� Ludwig purred.

�Arthur smiled and knelt over Francis chest, his hard cock bobbing inches away from those moist lips. The Englishman ran the smooth head across Francis� lips. As that tongue darted out, Arthur moved himself away. A drop of precome leaked from the tip and he pressed the head of his cock against Francis� lips again. He darted his tongue out greedily, wanting a taste. He�s painting my lips Francis thought with a moan as he tilted his head up in order to run his tongue along the underside a little ways, feeling the Brit flinch over him. Francis could feel the bodyweight shift as the Englishman slid off the bed. Arthur undressed and glanced over as Ludwig placed a vanilla scented candle beneath Francis� nose, letting him drink in the sweet scent before he lit it and placed it on the bedside table.

�Now,� Arthur heard Ludwig�s voice, low in the silent room, �We shall test your willpower, Francis. We will observe you and see how well you can keep your self-control. If you cannot, then the fun shall end and we will leave you to yourself, you shall receive no reward from us and we will part company here. Do you understand?� Francis nodded silently, a sly smirk across his face.

�Good. Then we�ll begin.� Arthur purred, running a finger down Francis� chest. Ludwig grabbed Arthur from behind and pushed him up onto his knees so that they were both kneeling on the bed at Francis� feet. The German�s hands snaked across Arthur�s toned stomach, one sliding up underneath his chin, tilting his head back so that Ludwig could drag his lips across Arthur�s neck. Arthur began to whimper, knowing exactly what was going to happen, but becoming extremely aroused nonetheless.

Ludwig pressed his hips against Arthur�s, his hard sex sliding between those supple cheeks. The Brit clenched his muscles, feeling that warm hard piece of flesh so close to his entrance. Ludwig squeezed some oil onto his fingers, sliding his hand along Arthur�s backside, coating the skin liberally. He stroked himself gently and then curled his fingers around Arthur�s shaft, caressing him teasingly. Ludwig pressed himself against Arthur�s entrance and slowly pushed inside, sliding in inch by inch. Every time Ludwig moved his hips Arthur moaned greedily and Francis got a little bit harder. Arthur�s eyes were heavy with lust as he felt that strong piece of flesh push against his backside.

�You are so wet, Arthur.� Ludwig whispered into his ear, tightening his grip on the Englishman�s cock, watching as Francis licked his lips hungrily. �It�s making me harder just thinking about you screaming my name when you come. Look, you�re coating my fingers with your cum. Do you want me to taste you?� The German, lifted his hand from Arthur�s cock and licked his fingers clean. He then stuck them into Arthur�s mouth.

�Suck.� He commanded. Arthur did as he was told, feeling that strong cock move in and out of him slowly, making him want it so badly. The fingers were gone and wrapped around Arthur�s hard shaft again, sliding wetly across the head, his hips starting to move back and forth, wanting it faster, harder.

�More, please. I need it, Ludwig, please give that to me.� Arthur whimpered, his hands reaching up to fist in Ludwig�s hair wantonly. The German pulled out and thrust in sharply, forcing Arthur�s breath from his lungs. The Englishman began to mewl and sigh, desperately craving release. Ludwig began to speed up the pace, loving to hear Arthur�s desperate cries. His fingers gripped those slim hips hard as he pounded into the man in front of him, his nails leaving red scars of lust across Arthur�s hips, hearing those unrestrained panting breaths.

Both men were close, but it was Francis who was the most wound up. He had been blindfolded the whole time and could still taste Arthur�s seed on his lips. He had restrained himself from self-pleasure while all of this was going on, the desperate pleas for release and the sounds of skin on skin, making him leak profusely, his seed coating his stomach from where his cock had twitched greedily on its own from him hearing such sensual things. He was rewarded with the two men separating and coming to lean over him, helping him to sit up and share in their pleasure.

Arthur slid behind Francis and leaned back with him straddling the Brit�s legs. Arthur pushed himself inside suddenly and lifted Francis� hips, helping him support his weight while Francis braced himself with his arms thrust behind him. Meanwhile, Ludwig had slid between the two pairs of legs to reclaim his place between Arthur�s quivering thighs. Ludwig wrapped a hand around Francis� waist to help steady him and brought his knees together a little underneath Arthur�s thighs to help relieve some of the pressure.

Whenever Arthur moved his hips, he was accosted from both the front and the back. He buried himself deep in Francis� body and pulling out, impaled himself sweetly onto Ludwig�s thick cock. But Arthur wasn�t the only one to have his pleasure doubled. With every thrust of Arthur�s hips, Francis cock was pushed deep into Ludwig�s waiting mouth, which sucked on him greedily, tongue swirling sinfully around the head.

�Ah! You feel so good.� Arthur panted out, running his tongue between Francis� shoulder blades. Ludwig moaned low in his throat, thrusting hard into Arthur�s body, making the Brit whimper and buck into Francis� tight hole. Francis cried out and felt his arms giving way beneath him. Arthur could feel it too and pushed Francis up towards Ludwig who released the Frenchman�s dripping cock to wrap his arms around Francis� waist. Arthur continued to thrust up into that hot body and Ludwig was now stroking Francis so hard that Arthur could tell that he was going to come very soon. Arthur swatted Ludwig�s hand away and began stroking Francis� dripping sex while the German�s hands now gripped Arthur�s hips as his mouth suckled Francis� nipples, earning him a strangled cry of pleasure.

Francis stroked a hand down Ludwig�s back and slid a finger into that tight entrance. The fingers around his cock squeezed hard and Francis came with a cry, his muscles tightening as he came, pushing Arthur over the edge. Ludwig couldn�t hold back any longer, feeling that heat pooling in his stomach and that searching finger brush against his prostate he let go with a cry and spilled into the Brit�s velvet cavern, closing so tight around him. As all three of them cried out in pleasure the heat and sensations seemed overwhelming, the weightless suspension taking over completely, a silent moment where they melted together as one, feeling only molten desire filling the room like a drowsy poison.

Francis rested his head on Ludwig�s shoulder, smelling the fresh scent of his skin, his lips lingering against the German�s neck like a butterfly�s kiss. Arthur slid out from underneath Francis� weight and collapsed onto the bed, exhausted. The other two kissed languidly, Ludwig wrapping his arms around Francis� waist nuzzled against the Frenchman�s neck, fingers squeezing that perfectly firm ass. Francis shuddered uncontrollably and fell back to the bed, dragging Ludwig with him. They snuggled together and Francis rolled the German aside so that he was between him and Arthur. By this time the Brit had rolled over and pressed his body against Ludwig�s back, arm sliding over to stroke those strong abs.

�One more for the road?� Francis said, gripping his and Ludwig�s cocks in his tight fist. The German�s eyes went wide as he felt Arthur slide his cock between Ludwig�s thighs.

�Yeah, I bet your ass has been begging to be filled ever since we started, Ludwig.� Arthur whispered, �I want to hear you beg for more.� He teased playfully, twisting a nipple between his finger and thumb, cock twitching as he heard that whimper spill past the German�s lips. Francis swiped his thumb across the head of Ludwig�s cock and kissed him hard on the mouth, bodies pressed together roughly. The German squirmed between his captors, a beautiful sigh escaping those plush lips, body conflicted from pleasure. Arthur smirked against Ludwig�s back, eyes glinting with lust. Francis� hand moved faster along their shafts, making the German cry out, body shuddering with need. This was going to be a very good day�
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