((Warning: This contains smut! Read at your own risk. No blaming me for loss of innocence! OH AND I WROTE THIS AS A BIRTHDAY PRESENT FOR theladiescallmesniff . HAPPY BIRTHDAY SENPAI!!!! Hey, everyone go wish this precious bab a happy bday!))
A lone Ship took off across the dark waters of the ocean. Onboard the large craft were only six passengers, and they were each engaged in their own activites. There were supposed to be only five passengers, but one of them had decided to secretly bring along a stowaway.
Well, this story isn't about those two, but about another pair. The two had been in denial over their attraction to one another for years. The vacation everyone was going on was a plan by the others, to get the two together. It was sneaky, but hopefully effective.
"Lukas, ya think they need a bit more nudging in the right direction?"
"No. They're doing fine on their own, shut up you doof or they'll hear us."
"But Lukeeeeey what if they never get together?"
"I said shut up you!"
A Dane and a Norwegian sat side by side on a plush couch. The Norwegian, Lukas, was quietly reading a book, while his Danish friend Mathias attempted to get attention or cuddles.
Mathias nuzzled his friend's shoulder, peeking over it to see what book the other was reading. Lukas shoved him away, and gave him a long glare which the Dane returned with a smile.
After a few moments, Lukas sighed loudly and put his book down in defeat. "Okay, okay. I'll help you with your plan or whatever." He said, mildly frustrated.
Mathias tackled him in a hug, pushing the other man backwards onto the couch. Their positions caused Lukas so squirm, and attempt to wriggle away. As he did so, he felt his curl get caught on the button of Mathias' jacket. He went still, and reached his hand up to try and undo the tangle.
This only served to tug at his curl, and he could barely stifle a small moan. "Mathias." He whispered urgently. "My curl is stuck on your button."
"Are you alright? Need help?" The Dane asked, trying to sit up. That only made the curl become more tangled, tugging on it harshly. Lukas moaned loudly, then stuffed his hand in his mouth to shut himself up.
Mathias frantically tried to help the curl get untangled, not realizing what he was doing by accidentally tugging and stroking it. Finally, Lukas could barely control himself any longer. He helped to untangle the curl, then pushed Mathias backwards onto the couch. He climbed on top of him, straddling the Dane's hips in a provocative manner.
"Norge...?" Mathias asked. "What're ya doin?"
"Mm, well i'm feeling kind of turned on all of a sudden. I was wondering if you maybe wanted to, hmm... help me out?" The Norwegian responded, smirking. He leaned down, and started to remove the Dane's coat, going slowly so as to tease him.
Mathias could feel a problem beginning to form in his pants, as his crush started to undress him. "I'll help ya with that, but you'll have to return the favor." He said with one of his sexy smiles, grabbing onto Lukas' waist.
"We'll see about that." Lukas teased, grinding downward to start creating friction between them. Suddenly, Mathias decided he wanted to be the dominant one. He reversed their positions in one fluid movement, and started to undress the Norwegian.
"Ya know... I've always had a crush on you." Mathias admitted, as he removed the top half of Lukas' outfit. He admired the other's form –thin yet muscular, and slightly curvy.
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Sufin/Dennor one shots
FanfictionA collection of Sufin, Dennor, and Hongice short fics. They are all in certain AUs, and are usually about 1000 words per short fic. I update frequently, and try to respond to most comments. Have any questions? Message me, and I should respond withi...