♡The Black Swan♡ (A RusGer Fanfic)

Chapter 14

⚠Warning⚠ This chapter, just for the beginning, contains intense fluff!

( Russia's POV)

     Russia was dreaming. He and Germany were in his room. They had been playing games and cracking jokes and talking for hours. Russia felt Germany give him a small peck on the lips. He returned the peck. Russia pulled Germany into his lap, and the pecks turned into longer, more intense kisses. Russia wrapped his arm around his lover's waist and continued to kiss him more passionately until he started to crave more.

     He pushed Germany onto his bed and pinned him. They began to kiss passionately again. Russia, who was on top of Germany now, began to lick the German's bottom lip, asking for entrance. After a moment of resistence, Germany let him in. Their tongues intertwined and fought for dominance, Russia obviously being the winner. They broke the kiss to regain air, a thin string of saliva connecting the two. Panting, Russia shoved a hand up Germany's shirt and began to rub his sides. He received quiet but audible moans as a response.

      After a couple more kisses on the mouth, Russia moved from Germany's face to Germany's neck. Unbuttoning Germany's shirt at the top, he began placing gentle kisses all over his neck, trying to find his sweet spot. Once he found it, he began licking, kissing, sucking, and gently biting Germany's neck. He could hear his partner's moans getting louder. Russia continued to abuse the spot while his lover gripped his upper back. When he finally pulled away, he gazed at the hickey he had given Germany. Suddenly, he couldn't breath. He gasped for air desperately. He was going to suffocate-

     Russia shot up in his bed. He had dislodged the pillow that Ukraine had used to cover his face with.

" What the hell are you doing? You could have killed me!" Russia growled at his brother.

" Well you're still alive aren't you? Besides, I tried everything else, and you still wouldn't wake up."

" I was having a good dream..."

" Clearly."

     Russia thought he meant that because his dream was so good, he refused to wake up. Instead, he motioned towards his lower half. Russia looked down to see a slight bulge in his shorts.

" Stop looking at it!" Russia said, embarrassed.

" I'm not looking! That's a you problem anyway."

      Ukraine finally left, but not after being hit by th pillow he used to wake up Russia. Whatever naughty emotions he had earlier were gone now. Speaking of Germany, Russia wondered if he could come over today. Just as he was grabbing his phone, Soviet walked in.

" I'm heading out to run some errands and will be gone for a while. You're in charge of the house. You can have over whoever as long as I don't come back to see the house in flames. Oh, and make sure Belarus isn't trying to use human sacrifices to summon a demon again."

Russia shuddered. He remembered how they had to save Kazakhstan from that.

"Okay, dad."

     Russia went downstairs after his father and sat on their couch. He texted Germany.

R: Hey Ger

G: Hii

R: Wyd

G: Vibing. You?

R: Nothing. I have to watch the house while my dad's gone.

G: Cool

R: U wanna come over and hang out?