Again {PruAus Fanfiction}

Chapter 9: Winter Night Fun (LEMON WARNING)

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It was cold. Very cold. Roderich quietly sipped his hot chocolate and closed his eyes, little white flakes stuck to the windows. He was rocking in a large oak chair, a gift from Gilbert for Roderich's birthday. He said he'd made it, but he found an Ikea tag on one of the legs. Nevertheless, it was sweet.

Two muscular arms wrapped around the aristocrat's thin body, and he could hear his slow breaths. It was relaxing. Roderich leaned into Gilbert's strong chest and nuzzled into it.

Still no heartbeat. It wasn't the same it had been those many years ago. Roderich would lay his head on Gilbert's warm torso, and fall asleep to the rhythmic sound of the Prussian's heart. He missed it, really. But Gil was still Gil. Not much has changed.

Roderich knew what his boyfriend wanted. He seemed to have a second sense when it came to Gilbert, and his seemingly never satisfied libido.

"What do you want now, Gil." The Austrian mumbled, taking another sip of his hot drink.

"Do I have to want something?" Gil responded. "Can't I just cuddle with you?"

"Gil."

".....fine," he gave in. "But you know exactly what I want."

Roderich chuckled and said, "I do."

Gilbert didn't have to be told twice. He grabbed the cup out of Roderich's hands and set it on the windowsill, and scooped the smaller male into his arms. Roderich blushed and kissed Gilbert on the lips, ever so chaste.

Things began to escalate rather quickly. Before they knew it, both men were lain on the large double bed, clothes splain around it's dark cherry wood frame. Nothing was heard but the crackle of the fire, and Austria's moans. Gilbert knew the little spot on Roderich's neck that drove him insane. And oh, did he abuse it.
Both were a moaning, panting mess with every bold thrust of the Prussian's hips. Roderich grabbed the nape of his boyfriend's neck and pulled him in for a kiss, their tongues fighting for dominance. Gilbert decided to let Roderich win, as usual, and explore his mouth.

"G--Gil! I'm going t-to--" Roderich threw his head back and moaned his lover's name a last time, before releasing onto both of their chests. Gilbert came soon after.

Both lay snuggled, warm in between the soft, beige, linen sheets. Roderich traced patterns in Gil's chest as he slowly, ever so slowly, drifted into a deep sleep. He managed to catch a glimpse out of the window, catching a beautiful view of the cloudless midnight sky, the moon at it's fullest. Truely beautiful. Breathtaking.

Sadly, winter was coming to a close, and the new, warm rays of the sun were to take it's cold place. Such a shame. The two absolutely loved this winter.