NurseXPatient scenario / Aphro's rising /

[edes_virag]

Scenario 1:DominantIt seemed so long since she had a quiet night without the rush of patients coming in and out of the hospital. That was usually a good thing as it meant that people weren't getting hurt or worse but it also made for a slow and boring night

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1 then maybe 2?

[preussen_ore]

(ooc: And noooo I don't stalk your threads what are you talking about-- Aha, you got Prussia to be interested. Congratulations~ LOL)Prussia's bored out of his skull. He's been in here for a few days for something he's not even sure he has, some kind of virus, they said. Aside from feeling a bit sleepy and lethargic for a while, he hasn't really felt anything weird. Nothing really hurts. Nothing ever did. The sleepiness eventually went away and now he feels okay

[edes_virag]

Still rather embarrassed at the development between them, Hungary allowed him to finish the buttons of her uniform. She shrugged out of it and laid it on the bed while the blood red to match stockings stayed on her legs. She wore no bra and carefully her hands undid his hospital gown so their skin could touch without anything in the way.

He was warm, toned but a little thin and her chested pressed to his. She had come a long way from believing she was a boy. She still played the little game of leaning in only to pull away without the desire of a kiss fulfilled.

"I'll take that as a compliment then."

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He smirks a little at that, amused at her game and letting her play it. The hospital gown comes off easily and he lets it slide to the bed to join her now discarded uniform. Her breasts press against him and he's glad she didn't turn out to be a boy, no matter the mental agony he had to go through back then. This would've been weird otherwise. He likes boobs and he'll never tell her but hers were his favorite. Just because.

"You better." He tells her before shifting her down onto the bed under him. He does it gently, carefully, probably something she would never expect from him.

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The bare hint of a questioning tone escaped when he leaned her back on to the hospital bed. She glanced up at him with cheeks now red and hands moving over his shoulders and down his chest. Her knees rest on his sides, gliding the fabric of her leggings across his skin softly. It was odd to see him so...gentle and almost caring despite the faint cynical sarcasm his voice held.

Her hands moved back up his chest and her arms wrapped loosely around his neck as lidded eyes gazed up at him. "You'll- have to kiss me to keep me quiet so no one catches us." She purred to him.

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He makes himself comfortable over her, biting back a deep groan as he sheathes himself into her deeply. His weight rests over his elbows as he does his best to keep most of his weight away from her. It's not his intention to crush her under him. Those leggings of hers make his skin tingle. His skin is actually pretty sensitive, always has been.

His eyebrows lift at the words and the smirk only deepens. He leans closer again, playing her game, practically speaking against her lips, "If you wanted me to kiss you, you could've just asked..." Then he started to move, thrusting against her, hitting her deep. And he just hovers over her, not kissing her quite yet.

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Her arms fell from his shoulders and moved up to cup around her mouth when he actually pushed in to her. She whimpered to her palms and turned her head away since he was being a tease and taunting her. She really did want to hide her sounds just a bit, in fear someone might come and see the two nations doing something they never had with one another.

As soon as her palms fell away from her mouth, figuring she had herself in check, she shuddered a gasp to feel his lips practically against hers. Her breath faulted and she gazed up at him through dark lashes and slightly messy hair. Her voice couldn't find her once he started thrusting and instead her head tilted back to the bed as she groaned in ecstasy.

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He watches her, his eyes never straying from each expression that passes her face and every move he can see. Carefully, he files away each and every sight and sensation. This'll have to keep for a long time. He doubts he'll ever get another chance. Another one of those memories he'll have to set aside for his own private musings and recollections later on.

Why?

Don't ask him that. He'll never give you a straight nor honest answer.

He watches as she tilts her head back in ecstasy, baring her pale throat. Not her throat, that's not where he wants to go. Reaching carefully, he coaxes her chin down and finally, gives her the kiss she wants.

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As much as she wanted to watch and hold on to those precious memories, she couldn't seem to focus long enough to do so. Her body burned and her mind turned to a fuzzy haze with pleasure that coursed through her veins. She would moan, shudder and hiss his name before he leaned closer and tilted her head back down.

Looking up at him for a moment with cheeks blazed in bright blush, she closed them as he leaned closer and moved her hands to cup his face. His lips finally on hers, a small spark seemed to shoot between her legs as she moved them more along his sides. Her lips pursed back, kissing him deeply while she muffled her moans for him to his mouth.

[preussen_ore]

That blush on her face inspires one in his own though he hardly notices it, too distracted by her hands on his face and her lips on his. Her palms are far from silky smooth after centuries of hard work and battles and her lips are a complete contrast to them. They're soft, very soft. He files those away too.

They kiss deeply, slow and exploring, probably another surprise. With how they usually fight and bicker and tussle, you'd think this would be a more turbulent experience. There's nothing violent or turbulent about the kiss or the almost tentative touch of his hand when he runs it gently down her side. 'Funny how, now that he could make a pass at her and get away with it, he's hesitating to take advantage.

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Touching his face, smoothing her fingertips along his cheeks, Hungary groaned to his mouth again while their movements between their hips seemed to halt for the time being. She was enjoying the fact that they were kissing and not- fighting for the moment. A rate chance of peace.

Her head tilted and her lips parted and she explored his mouth with her tongue that soon coaxed gentle sounds from her. Her body tensed but rose gently off of the bed as he began to explore her curves and in turn, she pressed her hips flush against his own. A quiet moment like the one before them was nice..

[preussen_ore]

She coaxes sounds from him with the way she kisses and moves under him. They stop and focus on the hypnotic, addictive movement of their lips against and on each other. They've stilled for now, but this stillness seems a lot more intimate than anything they've ever done and that isn't a lot.

He curses softly between kisses when she presses closer, pulling him deeper into her. It's impossible to stop that curse; she just feels that good. His hand is still careful, just brushing along her side. He probably won't touch her more intimately unless she gives him an okay.

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Her breathing increased all the more with that intimate moment of silence. Kissing him was becoming additive and Hungary could feel herself wanting a bit more in the heat of the moment. Who would of thought kissing Prussia would of felt....nice. Maybe it was the centuries of tension they had worked up between the two of them.

His kisses make her legs quiver around him and in turn, tighten around his cock inside of her. Her head tilts again and she kisses him deeply, her tongue rolling against his all the more as her arousal seems to heighten all the more in the scenario presented to them.

[preussen_ore]

Prussia groans deeply at feeling her tighten around him. It makes him stiffen, nipping and sucking on her lower lip, before his hips start to move again. His pace is a bit faster this time but moving in just as deep. The hospital bed under them makes soft, creaking noises. These beds aren't made for these kinds of activities after all.

That hand on her side slides down to one shapely thigh, coaxing it around him more, wanting her tighter around him, wanting more.

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Feeling him already start to move inside her, Hungary gasped a shuddering breath to his mouth with her arms falling. They wrap themselves under his arms so her nails could scape down his back. The ridges of old scars met her fingertips and reminded her that he was still just as fragile as she was in the end.

Her body continued to move with his, rocking under him with the creak of the bed in protest though she did little to show concern for that. She returned that nip to his bottom lip only to trail her lips down his neck where she nibbled and bit at his skin. Her arms and legs tightened around him, in turn tightening around his arousal as she clung desperately on to him.

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He arches against her, practically growling at the nails down his back and the bites on his skin. Prussia's not a stranger to pain and the way she hurts him is more pleasure than any real pain. He grips with one hand on the bed as he moves even faster, spurred on by the feeling of her nails and teeth on his skin.

His other hand trails up and finally, boldly cups one of her breasts. He kneads and fondles, his fingers rolling the nipple tightly, as he continues to stroke her in and out.

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His movements were turning bold and with her head buried on his neck, Hungary continued to hold on to him while her hips curved and arched against his. Occasionally, a gentle slip of his real name escaped, laced with need, desire and lust as he continued to push his hips harsh to hers.

Once he touched her breast, all urges to slap him were gone and instead she wanted more of those bolder touches. One hand of hers slipped off of his back and touched the back of his as he kept touching her perked nipple.

Leaning her head down, finally finding the courage to look up at him, she breathed deep with flushed cheeks and glazed ever green eyes. "Nng..p-please touch me more, Gilbert."