Yield [Norway/Denmark]
Aug. 12th, 2018 09:38 amTitle: Yield
Fandom: Hetalia
Characters/Pairing: Norway/Denmark
Rating: 18+
Length: 200 words
Summary: Denmark's happy to follow through with what Norway likes - even if it doesn't come easily to him.
Other: Prompt was "Silence + Patience". Written for HWD drabble game.
Yield
"If you can keep yourself quiet," Norway had said, lips by his ear, "Then this'll go right well for you. Understand?"
Denmark held back a groan and just nodded.
No noise, and no touching himself. That was what his orders were. Simple! Norway seemed to get off on being in control, and seeing him desperate, and Denmark was only too happy to follow through. But, well... that was easier said than done.
He bit the pillow and choked back a whine. It was all he could do to stop from rutting against the mattress.
Norway's breath tickled the back of his neck, hot and heavy and quick as he thrust into him. Quiet even now, as he always was, but Denmark could hear it – the hitch of his breath, the way he bit back his groans.
Fingernails digging into his hips. It was sharp, too sharp, and Denmark clenched his teeth to stop himself from gasping.
It felt amazing, making tears prick at the corners of his eyes. But it wasn't enough.
Twisting his fingers in the sheets so he wouldn't touch himself, he arched so Norway could thrust deeper, and tried to stay quiet.
It would be worth it.
Fandom: Hetalia
Characters/Pairing: Norway/Denmark
Rating: 18+
Length: 200 words
Summary: Denmark's happy to follow through with what Norway likes - even if it doesn't come easily to him.
Other: Prompt was "Silence + Patience". Written for HWD drabble game.
Yield
"If you can keep yourself quiet," Norway had said, lips by his ear, "Then this'll go right well for you. Understand?"
Denmark held back a groan and just nodded.
No noise, and no touching himself. That was what his orders were. Simple! Norway seemed to get off on being in control, and seeing him desperate, and Denmark was only too happy to follow through. But, well... that was easier said than done.
He bit the pillow and choked back a whine. It was all he could do to stop from rutting against the mattress.
Norway's breath tickled the back of his neck, hot and heavy and quick as he thrust into him. Quiet even now, as he always was, but Denmark could hear it – the hitch of his breath, the way he bit back his groans.
Fingernails digging into his hips. It was sharp, too sharp, and Denmark clenched his teeth to stop himself from gasping.
It felt amazing, making tears prick at the corners of his eyes. But it wasn't enough.
Twisting his fingers in the sheets so he wouldn't touch himself, he arched so Norway could thrust deeper, and tried to stay quiet.
It would be worth it.