Matthew Williams didn't normally mess up a mission.
But this time, as he watched the tiny yellow bird fly out the window, he knew he had screwed himself royally.
Now Matthew's stuck passing himself off as a human Gilbird, the beloved pet of the ob...
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Gilbert lowered Matthew into the warmest feeling he had ever experienced. He pulled the heated sheets over his body, kissing his forehead again. "How's zhat?" "It feels like something is missing." "Like vhat?" "Like a certain albino German." "Bitch, I'm Prussian." "You are?" "Ja. I'm from East Germany." "East or west, you still need to crawl into here." Gilbert grinned, slipping in beside Matthew. He pressed his hand to his forehead. "Jour fever broke." Matthew nodded, his fingers grazing over Gilbert's cheek. "It's cuz you took good care of me." "Mattie, jour cuteness is going to murder me." "Gil..." "Ja?" "I want you to kiss me." Matthew was overcome with hunger for Gilbert's body. He wanted to pick up where they had left off before. "Vhere do jou vant me to kiss jou?" "Everywhere." Gilbert smirked and lowered himself down until their lips met. It was euphoric. Matthew panted as Gilbert kissed his neck, heavy breaths dancing across his skin. "Talk to me." "Vhat about?" "Anything. I just want to hear your voice." "If jou are interested in stories vizh happy endings, jou vould be better off reading some ozher book. In zhis book, not only is zhere no happy ending, zhere is no happy beginning und very few happy zhings in zhe middle." Gilbert purred. "Wait wha-" "Zhis is because not very many happy zhings happened in zhe loves of zhe zhree Baudelaire youngsters." "Oh, come on!" "It's a classic, Matthew." "I don't want to be thinking about children while you kiss my neck." "Okay." Gilbert started to undo the buttons on Matthew's pyjama shirt. "Zhe Austrian horses glinted in zhe moonlight, zheir riders standing tall in zhe saddle, swords raised." "This doesn't sound the least bit fahhhhmilliar." Matthew panted as Gilbert started kissing his chest, telling the story against his skin. "Behind zhem two ranks of diesel-powered valking machines stood ready to fire, cannon aimed over zhe heads of zhe cavalry." "I wish you would fire you cannon over the head of my cavalry." "A Zeppelin scouted no-man's-land at zhe centre of zhe battlefield, its metal skin sparkling." "Speaking of skin..." Matthew let his hand wander up Gilbert's t-shirt, feeling the flesh on his tummy. "Zhe French und British infantry crouched behind their fortifications—a letter opener, an ink jar, und a line of fountain pens— knowing zhey stood no chance against zhe Austro-Hungarian Empire." Matthew nudged the shirt off while Gilbert continued whatever this story was...despite the probable copyright issues.... "But a row of Darwinist monsters loomed behind zhem, ready to devour any who dared retreat." Gilbert's tongue flicked Matthew's nipple and he moaned softly. "Zhe attack had almost begun vhen Prince Aleksandar zhought he heard someone outside his door..." The Prussian kissed downward even more, nudging Matthew's pants off and then his boxers. The blond's cock was as thick and throbbing as it had ever been. Gilbert started licking it carefully, unable to speak through the action. He started stroking it with his fingers and Matthew turned his hand to bite his knuckles, choking out a strangled moan. Gilbert smirked and let his hand and spit do the work while he buried his face in Matthew's neck, growling sexily into his ear. "He took a guilty step tovard his bed—zhen froze in place, listening hard." Hard like Matthew was right now. He was itching to release himself but he didn't dare. "Trees stirred in a soft breeze outside, but ozhervise zhe night vas silent. Mozher und fazher vere in Sarajevo, after all. Zhe servants vouldn't dare disturb his sleep." "G-Gil! Please!" Matthew begged. His body was so hot right now. He was sweating all over. Gilbert took off his own pants, letting Matthew see his Leviathan. It was so pale, like a coconut Popsicle that he wanted to suck all night. "Alek turned back to his desk und began to move zhe cavalry forward, grinning as zhe battle neared its climax." "I swear, whoever wrote this is just setting me up for jokes." "His early vorks vere just hard core sci fi porn." "Oh?" "Ja. Like a pansexual chick who shape shifts und sleeps wizh people with disabilities to steal them for herself und anozher chick who sleeps vizh an AI because she vanted to turn it human." "Sexy." Matthew looked hungrily at Gilbert's cock. "Can...can I...?" "Ja." Gilbert sat upright on his knees, spreading his legs out so Matthew had lots of room to try what he may. He started by pressing his lips to the tip. It was warm and Matthew didn't know what to do. "Take jour time." Gilbert assured. Matthew put the dick against his tongue, sliding it into his mouth. It was warm and it throbbed as Matthew slid it around unsurely. "Mnh.~" Gilbert groaned, encouraging Matthew. He stroked his cheeks with his thumbs. The blond closed his eyes, savouring the flavour as he sucked and licked. "Jou're good at zhis." Gilbert pulled away, pinning Matthew down. "But I should give jou some pleasure too." Matthew hooked his arms around Gilbert's shoulders and gave him a long and thorough kiss. "Go easy, okay?" "I vill. Just tell me if it hurts." Mattthew nodded as Gilbert slid into him. It was a weird feeling, but it was nice probably. I don't really know how allosexuals feel during this process. "Is zhis alright?" "You're so big!" "Are jou ready?" "Yeah." Gilbert started to thrust gently, increasing every movement until Matthew panted out a tiny "right there!" Gilbert continued in that same space at the same speed, giving Matthew a feeling of excitement all over his body. He was building more and more until his body released a spray of cum all over them. Gilbert kept going, moaning as he also released his heat into Matthew's body. His body gave out and he fell atop the Canadian, crushing him in the best way possible. "How vas it?" "It was amazing." Matthew couldn't catch his breath. He was buzzing. "I wanna do that again sometime." "Jou vill. I promise vhen ve see each ozher again ve vill do zhis all zhe time." "What do you mean?" "Well..."
Hahahahahahahah cliffhanger!!!!!
Also the dialogue is from A Series of Unfortunate Events and Leviathan by Scott Westerfeld.
