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    Anyone would be shocked if their sibling acted this way toward them. But not Gilbert. No, a light of hunger and lust clouded his albino gaze as he stared at his younger brother. It took all Gilbert was not to pounce on Germany. Instead, the elder brother slowly made his way to the bed, sitting at the edge for a moment. He wanted to ask his brother if he wanted this to happen before it did, but he doubted Ludwig would answer that. The albino slid closer and closer until he was right next to Ludwig, his red stare showing nothing but want and desperation. Gilbert leaned down and kissed Ludwig, licking and nipping at his lower lip. Finally, Gilbert would get what he wanted.

    [justify]Germany allowed him access to the inside of his mouth, tongue twisting with his sibling's until his breath ran out and he had to pull away. This was no fun! Since when was he on bottom? Ludwig chuckled darkly and tried to flip Gilbert so that he was on top, straddling the albino, a pair of handcuffs in his right hand. He bent down, ready to clip his hands to the bed frame if he would let him. "I say we make this fun," he mused with a smirk. [/justify]

    "Ah!" A stray strand of saliva dripped down his cheek as he was flipped. Gilbert chuckled as he saw the handcuffs, offering a hand. "You know me so well."

    [justify]"Don't I?" he chuckled again, rocking himself against Gilbert slowly. Tonight was going to be great. Too bad he wouldn't remember anything the next morning.


    - timelapse?[/justify]

    (Of course.)


    Damn. What happened last night? Gilbert opened his eyes, feeling pressure against his back. He looked back, taking a sharp breath as the sleeping face of Ludwig greeted him. The albino slowly turned his head back, gently pushing off the others' arm draped over his shoulder. "Did we...?" Gilbert murmured, pulling himself away from his brother. He pulled the blankets away and realized that he'd never changed. The same jeans, but unzipped...


    Oh fck.


    The albino jumped to his feet, racing to the bathroom. No! God damnit, Germany! Why are you so irresistible?! Releasing a sigh, Gilbert pulled off his jeans and boxers, turning on the knob labeled with an 'H' in his shower. He stepped in, closing the curtain. Gilbert stood in the hot spray, trying to recollect last night. Pressure against his neck...spikes of pain and pleasure....We really did do it...

    [justify]The movement made by his brother caused Ludwig to stir and awake, blasted by a bright light. Thankfully it was only the sun. Now to- As soon as he tried to sit up, he fell back against the bed, his lower half, particularly his back side racked in a terrible bout of pain. An actual whimper escaped his throat. "What the hell?" he growled. Did he fall or something? He moved his legs to reposition but only found that there was nothing on them. He was fully unclothed. Oh no.


    Germany pulled a lose pillow over his head, curling his legs up to his large chest. Why? Had he actually done that with Prussia? And.. Had he actually been on bottom?! Maybe they'd taken turns. Yeah, that was probably it. His head pounded, making him let loose another whine.[/justify]

    Somehow, through the noise of the shower, he heard Ludwig whines of pain, and was suddenly worried. Gilbert didn't mean to hurt him. Germany was gentle enough. The Prussian turned of the shower and wrapped a towel around himself, walking into his bedroom. "Eh...bruder. You're awake."

    [justify]Letting loose another groan, Ludwig removed the fluffy object from his face and pulled himself up as far as he could. Now that he could look at Gilbert, his face covered in scarlet color, he couldn't help but to look over his exposed body. A shower sounded really good. "Um.. Gute Morgen, Bruder," he said, fumbling over words.[/justify]

    Gilbert nodded in reply, turning to his clothes drawers. He picked out an outfit and glanced at Ludwig. "You don't mind if I change here, do you...?"

    [justify]"N-no, go ahead," he muttered. Heck, there was probably nothing hide between the two of them now anyway. He just wishes that he could hide the bruises and cuts all over his arms that looked to be from "rough love". They were both into that anyway. [/justify]

    Gilbert turned away and untied the towel, throwing it into a corner. He put on an outfit similar to his previous one and sighed, grinning at himself in the mirror. That had become a ritual, but today the grin wasn't as energetic and happy as usual. Gilbert turned back to Ludwig, arching an eyebrow. "First, take a shower and put on some clothes, then I wanna talk to you."

    [justify]His jaw clenched, "Just talk to me now. I'll get up when it doesn't feel like I'm being split open," Ludwig hissed, but mainly from the pain continuing as he sat up. It's would have to take a lot of motivation to get out of this bed.[/justify]

    "Fine." Gilbert sat down on the edge of the bed, pain clouding his gaze. What happened last night had disconnected him from the world a bit, giving him a chance to think. "Look, I'm sorry about last night. We were both drunk, and couldn't help but...I mean, you looked so...I'm just gonna say it was one of the single best moments of my life."

    [justify]He snickered and ruffled his own hair. So Gilbert did have a few memories from last night. Ludwig honestly couldn't remember anything. "It's ok. We both looked like we enjoyed ourselves."[/justify]

    (sure.)


    Gilbert slipped back into his car, feeling bloated from the huge meal he'd ordered. "All thst for a low price!" he laughed, glancing at Germany.

    [justify]Ludwig was always quiet, it was how he was raised. Yet, if you took one look at him now, you would know something was wrong. He was leaned against the car window, blue eyes downcast. "Yeah, it was great," he mumbled, almost so low that it sounded like a sarcastic remark.[/justify]