Title: Dear Brother (sorry. lol)
Pairing: GermanyxPrussia, ItalyxRomano
Date started: 2010, August, 3
Rated: Who cares! XD
Mood: Pleased (not about the story lol)
Progress: 5.1 chapters...lol
Author: still me. So piss off >:T (lol jkjk)
Prussia stopped and wiped his mouth. He smirked. Germany was breathing heavily (from kissing so long). “You’re not answering that call anytime soon are you?”
Germany shook his head. “N-No. Why?”
“I’m not done with you yet.” He laughed. He removed his jacket. Germany’s wearing a black tank top, his green pants, and the necklace he normally wore. Prussia now only had his navy pants and a necklace on. “Fufufufufu”
Germany could tell that if he didn’t take his shirt of Prussia would for him. He removed his tank top. He sat up.
Prussia forced Germany to lay back down. He put his face inches from Germany’s. “Your really quiet today, West.” He laughed and kissed the blonde German. Their necklaces got tangled.
“I’d talk more if you kept your face away from me.” He laughed softly.
Prussia got off of him. “I’m hungry. You better be in your boxers by the time I get back!” He laughed.
Germany scowled. “Like hell I will be.”
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Romano had already gotten Italy undressed down to his boxers. (Of course there was screaming and swearing. He kissed Italy again.
Italy blinked. He wondered how Germany would react if he walked in. He had called Germany earlier to invite him over.
After a few hours Italy fell asleep, Romano said “Don’t sleep you b*****d!” and then went to bed.
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Germany pushed Prussia off of him. “It’s midnight! I’m going to bed.” Prussia rubbed his butt (He had been pushed onto the floor).
“Ow. Don’t gotta break my a** now do you?!”
Germany laughed softly. “I do.” He got up and went to bed.
Prussia sat on the ground for a while
-Notes-
Fufufufufu: Prussia laughs like that too XD
Sorry It's short. I'll put the other chapter up too ^.^;
 xXxDeathnoteNekoxXx · Wed Aug 04, 2010 @ 05:41pm · 0 Comments |
