Germany's Ass

Ass

There were some things Abel did not think about much. There were things that his brain did not push around at all times of the day. One of those things was his boyfriends ass. Sure, he loved pounding the German man into the bed during the late hours of the night, but his ass wasn't something he made a spectacle of. So it came as a surprise to him when he was just sitting on the couch, watching stocks (or whatever),and he saw Ludwig bend over to pick up some magazines. In all of his years,the Netherlands had never seen anything so...beautiful. Yes, that was just one of the words to describe that pert,fucking gorgeous ass of his. Abel stared at it for a while as Ludwig stayed in his position to clean the table. It began to move shake from side to side as Germany wiped down the coffee table. Completely captivated by this, the Netherlands zoned out of the stocks (or whatever) and into the ass. 'How did I notice this before?' He thought. ' It's....glorious. I bet money makes that ass go round too...' He was so zoned out that he didn't notice that Ludwig noticed that he was staring and had stood up.

"Abel Morgens, what do you think you're doing?" Ludwig asked, crossing his arms.

"Hmm? Ass..." Abel rumbled, not really watching what he was saying.

"Excuse me?" Said Germany, face reddening and his hands moving to his hips disapprovingly. "Why would you say something so absurd?"

"Your ass is..." Abel stood up and took a grip on Ludwig's arm, turning him around slowly," amazing,Lud."

Ludwig blinked. His face turned red both because he was getting angry and because he was getting flustered. He felt Abel place a hand upon his back side and squeeze. He tensed.

"What are you doing!?" He hissed, looking at him with a scowl. "Unhand me right-Oh!"

Ludwig jumped as Abel smacked his ass. He blushed, but didn't bring himself to move away. He jumped slightly when the Netherlands spanked him again. He bit his lip softly.

"Ludwig, it's so cute. I'm going to pound you so hard. Bend over the coffee table," Abel ordered.

Ludwig was a military man. He had been for years. Decades, even. And everyone knew of his sexual tastes. Especially Abel. He was a sucker for ordered and obeyed, dropping down to his knees and bending over the coffee table.