/spits tea
/has a heart attack from laughing
#god bless us rich folk
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Malakes.
Iraklís did as he was told, his heartbeat picking up speed already. He began to idly stroke himself, giving a low sigh as he listened to Sadik. It was all too easy to imagine his lover was with him now.
He listened to the soft noises Iraklis made and breathed in deeply. “You know that I love you so much. It drives me crazy to be so far from you.. I will kiss your neck, softly at first, but quickly it will turn into sharp bites. I cant control myself. I want you so bad right now.. I roughly connect our lips and and kiss you deeply and longingly.” Sadik growled hungrily. “I will start going faster, wanting all of you right away.”
The Greek tilted his head to the side as though his lover was truly claiming his neck with his lips and teeth. Iraklís swallowed hard but stayed relaxed. “Yeah…” He nodded along with everything Sadik said. The touches on his member became more eager as he listened to his lover’s words that rang in his ears.
“Hm, will you help me?” He asked, leaning back.
“With pleasure.” He purred smoothly. “I thoroughly enjoy pushing you to the point where you can do nothing more but scream my name in ecstasy.”
“As if I ever ‘scream your name in ecstasy’. … Or do I?” He straightened up a little, finding that most of his memories concerning such things were rather blurry and painted over with red and white and sounds of pleasure.
“Iraklis, take off your pants.” He said with a smiling tone.
“…Kay.” He put the phone on his shoulder and worked his pants off. “Done.”
“Now close your eyes and think of me.” He said, switching to a firmer and deeper tone to speak to him. “Put your hand on your thigh and trail it up to your stomach. I am above you, looking down into your beautiful eyes with lust. I want you so bad right now. Trace your muscles lightly then go down further and touch yourself. I am completely willing to do anything for you.”
Iraklís did as he was told, his heartbeat picking up speed already. He began to idly stroke himself, giving a low sigh as he listened to Sadik. It was all too easy to imagine his lover was with him now.
I want to have like a Hetalia culture week.. Where you can submit a drabble about your character doing/introducing cultural items.
… Anyone else think this would be cool?
This idea. I like it.
ANOTHER!
“Hm, will you help me?” He asked, leaning back.
“With pleasure.” He purred smoothly. “I thoroughly enjoy pushing you to the point where you can do nothing more but scream my name in ecstasy.”
“As if I ever ‘scream your name in ecstasy’. … Or do I?” He straightened up a little, finding that most of his memories concerning such things were rather blurry and painted over with red and white and sounds of pleasure.
“Iraklis, take off your pants.” He said with a smiling tone.
“…Kay.” He put the phone on his shoulder and worked his pants off. “Done.”
“Hm, will you help me?” He asked, leaning back.
“With pleasure.” He purred smoothly. “I thoroughly enjoy pushing you to the point where you can do nothing more but scream my name in ecstasy.”
“As if I ever ‘scream your name in ecstasy’. … Or do I?” He straightened up a little, finding that most of his memories concerning such things were rather blurry and painted over with red and white and sounds of pleasure.
If you think that I’m going to be annoyed by you messaging me
“As if you had the self-control.” He joked. “But… If you did that, I can imagine myself begging to touch you, begging for you to touch me.” He purred.
“I dont.” He confessed. “I would be on top of you, pressing close to you the minute we came close. I cant help but want you every time I see you.. You make me crazy.”
Iraklís groaned in response and massages his neck. “This makes me crazy. Don’t talk like that. I’m already frustrated as it is.” He complained. “Damn, I need you…” The last words were little more than a whine.
“Same here.. Allahim, I would love to have you in my bed right now.” He growled softly.
“This is awful…” He sighed and rolled on his back, crossing his legs. “I think after this I’ll be in need of a long shower.” He chuckled.
“You can always take care of yourself here so I can hear you.” He suggested in a husky chuckle.
“Hm, will you help me?” He asked, leaning back.
“As if you had the self-control.” He joked. “But… If you did that, I can imagine myself begging to touch you, begging for you to touch me.” He purred.
“I dont.” He confessed. “I would be on top of you, pressing close to you the minute we came close. I cant help but want you every time I see you.. You make me crazy.”
Iraklís groaned in response and massages his neck. “This makes me crazy. Don’t talk like that. I’m already frustrated as it is.” He complained. “Damn, I need you…” The last words were little more than a whine.
“Same here.. Allahim, I would love to have you in my bed right now.” He growled softly.
“This is awful…” He sighed and rolled on his back, crossing his legs. “I think after this I’ll be in need of a long shower.” He chuckled.
