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wings and whispers (alternative)

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gay

angst/horror ish and a bit of fluff

Prussia stood on the edge of a cliff, the moonlight casting a silvery glow over his surroundings. His large, black feathery wings rustled gently in the night breeze. The vast expanse of the land stretched out before him, a testament to the empire he once commanded. Despite his proud exterior, a sense of loneliness weighed heavily on his heart.

Unbeknownst to Prussia, he was being watched. Hidden in the shadows, Russian Empire's piercing eyes gleamed with an intensity that bordered on obsession. His wolf ears twitched and his tail swayed softly, betraying the deep, unrelenting desire that had consumed him for centuries. He had always been drawn to Prussia, not just as a rival or ally, but as the object of an all-consuming love.

For months, Russian Empire had followed him, hidden just out of sight. He watched Prussia's every move, his predatory instincts keeping him silent and unseen. The way Prussia moved, the way he spoke, even the smallest gestures captivated Russian Empire. He knew Prussia's routines, his habits, his moments of vulnerability. Each observation only fueled his obsession further.

One night, as Prussia stood at the cliff's edge, lost in thought, Russian Empire decided it was time to make his presence known. He stepped out from the shadows, his movements deliberate and almost predatory. "Prussia," he called softly, his voice a low, dangerous rumble that seemed to cut through the night.

Prussia turned, his eyes meeting Russian Empire's. There was a moment of silence, filled only by the whispers of the wind and the distant calls of nocturnal creatures. "Russian Empire," Prussia acknowledged, his tone guarded but curious. "What are you doing here?"

"I've been watching you," Russian Empire replied, his eyes never leaving Prussia's. "For a long time."

Prussia's wings twitched, a mix of surprise and unease flickering in his gaze. "Watching me? Why?"

Russian Empire stepped closer, his presence commanding and slightly unsettling. "Because I love you, Prussia. I have loved you for as long as I can remember. I want you, more than anything."

Prussia's heart pounded in his chest, a mix of confusion and fear. "Love me? Why didn't you ever say anything?"

Russian Empire's tail swished, his eyes dark and consuming. "I wanted to be sure. I needed to know everything about you, to understand you completely. And now, I do."

Prussia took a step back, his wings unfurling slightly. "That's... intense. Obsessive, even."

Russian Empire's expression softened slightly, but his intensity remained. "It may be, but it's the truth. I can't deny what I feel. And I won't let you push me away."

Prussia's mind raced, his emotions a whirlwind. He had always seen Russian Empire as a powerful ally, a formidable presence. But love? This kind of obsessive, consuming love? It was overwhelming. Yet, looking into Russian Empire's earnest, almost crazed eyes, he felt a strange warmth spreading through him, melting the ice that had encased his heart for so long.

"Russian Empire," he began, his voice trembling slightly. "I never knew... I never realized. But now, standing here with you, I feel something too. I can't deny it."

A smile spread across Russian Empire's face, his ears perking up with an unsettling joy. He stepped closer, gently taking Prussia's hands in his, his grip possessive. "Then let us be together, Prussia. Let us face whatever comes, side by side."

Prussia's wings unfurled further, wrapping around Russian Empire in a protective yet tentative embrace. "Together," he whispered, leaning in to close the distance between them.

Their lips met in a kiss filled with intensity and desperation, a promise of love and obsession sealed under the watchful gaze of the moon. In that moment, the ghosts of their pasts were banished, replaced by the overwhelming power of their newfound bond. Prussia and Russian Empire, winged and tailed, would face the future united, their hearts and obsessions intertwined.

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