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Untitled [Finland/Iceland]
Title: Untitled
Characters/Pairing: Finland/Iceland
Rating: 15+
Length: 969
Summary: Norway put a confidence spell on Iceland. It worked! Unfortunately, it only applies to sexual confidence.
Other: Written for Chi. Posted at the APH anon meme (Original post).
Untitled
Finland let out a startled sound as Iceland pushed him against the wall. All right, the first kiss had been surprising, and the second one equally so, but he didn't mind, really, it was just awfully sudden, really.
What surprised him even more was that Iceland was most certainly not drunk. Finland knew because of his learnings. And because that tongue sliding into his mouth certainly did not taste like booze.
Um. Well.
As Iceland pulled away, Finland stared at him, unsure what he should even say.
"Er..." What a great way to start. "Iceland, why're you..."
Iceland interrupted him, blushing, words tumbling out of his mouth. "Fin I'm so sorry, I'm sorry, I just -- well it's just that I--" He stopped, tried to catch up with himself, and gave up. "I'm sorry."
"No, it's fine, I don't mind, it's just--" Finland realized, then, that he was still rather tightly pressed, and...
"Just what?"
"Just... sudden."
"Oh."
"But I don't m-- Mmph!"
Iceland kissed him again before he could even finish that thought. But somehow, Finland didn't mind.
A hand sliding up under his shirt -- oh, Iceland was still wearing his gloves, Finland realized; that felt... different. And the way it felt to be pushed against a wall by someone smaller than him was different too, not bad, just... different.
And Iceland wasn't bad at kissing, to Finland's surprise; a bit sloppy, maybe, a bit inexperienced, but enthusiastic, and that made up for it. So he just relaxed and enjoyed it.
-- Enjoyed it for about five seconds, until he realized something very important.
Norway was going to kill him if he found out.
Finland pushed Iceland away, held him at arm's length, tried to pay no mind to how disappointed Iceland looked.
"I thought you said you didn't mind --"
"I don't but it's just--"
"But what?"
"Your brother won't like it."
Iceland frowned, almost sulked. "Nor doesn't have to know!"
"He has a way of finding things out."
"Not if you don't tell him," Iceland said. Was he gritting his teeth? He was gritting his teeth.
"Well--" Finland began, but that look Iceland was giving him was -- a bit pathetic and frustrated. From more than one source. The situation and... Oh.
Oh. Um.
"Okay. I won't tell. Promise."
"Okay."
"Okay."
They stared at one another for a moment, awkward. Just as Finland began to wonder if Iceland was having second thoughts, he was kissed again, pushed against the wall. Iceland, it seemed, filly wanted to continue.
Oh-kay.
After a moment of fumbling, Finland tried to take the lead. Kissed him more firmly, to no avail; tried to squirm out from the hold to push him against the wall, but to no avail. Iceland had every intention of leading.
Oh-kay.
Well, Finland thought as those gloves hands wandered farther south than he had expected, at least nobody would find out about this.
"Well--" Finland began, but that look Iceland was giving him was -- a bit pathetic and frustrated. From more than one source. The situation and... Oh.
Oh. Um.
"Okay. I won't tell. Promise."
"Okay."
"Okay."
They stared at one another for a moment, awkward. Just as Finland began to wonder if Iceland was having second thoughts, he was kissed again, pushed against the wall. Iceland, it seemed, filly wanted to continue.
Oh-kay.
After a moment of fumbling, Finland tried to take the lead. Kissed him more firmly, to no avail; tried to squirm out from the hold to push him against the wall, but to no avail. Iceland had every intention of leading.
Oh-kay.
Well, Finland thought as those gloves hands wandered farther south than he had expected, at least nobody would find out about this.
He hit the mattress more heavily than expected. Shit, Finland thought, Iceland sure could shove when he wanted to.
Then his train of thought halted.
It halted as Iceland straddled him and kissed him and pressed him down into the mattress.
Ohdeargod.
With Finland's brain turned off, Iceland continued to take charge, pinning him down at the shoulders, kissing him so firmly, tongue sliding into his mouth.
So much kissing, Finland thought as he began to come back to his senses. Not that he minded, but really, what's with that? Well, he brushed the thought off and returned Iceland's damp advances as he lifted his hands to rest them at Iceland's hips.
Iceland took that as his cue to rock against him. Lightly at first, then more firmly, pressing and rolling. Finland groaned against his mouth, thankful that the sound was muffled, far flustered than he ordinarily would be, seriously what had gotten into this kid, and ohdeargod he was still wearing those boots, wasn't he....
Pressing and friction and heat. Finland slid his hands downward, cupped Iceland's ass, rocked up into him. That drew a muffled moan from Iceland, shivering, grinding, aroused.
They both were.
The part of Finland that was still thinking with his brain realized this, assessed the situation, and was unable to believe it. Having someone pin him to a mattress and grind against him wasn't all that weird, but the fact that it was Iceland was... Um. Well.
When Iceland finally broke the kiss and drew back a bit, they stared at one another a moment, panting. And when he moved to kiss him again, Finland turned his head, nuzzled up against his ear.
"H-hey," he said. "Are you sure?"
"What?"
"Um, this." Finland mumbled it. Flustered and awkward and hoping the answer was 'Yes', because if not, it would be so much more awkward, but he had to be sure.
"Y-yeah." A pause, then repeated. "Yes." Firmer, confident, the word whispered by his ear. Familiar, in a way. "Are you?"
"... Yes."
"Okay."
"Okay."
Okay.
Characters/Pairing: Finland/Iceland
Rating: 15+
Length: 969
Summary: Norway put a confidence spell on Iceland. It worked! Unfortunately, it only applies to sexual confidence.
Other: Written for Chi. Posted at the APH anon meme (Original post).
Untitled
Finland let out a startled sound as Iceland pushed him against the wall. All right, the first kiss had been surprising, and the second one equally so, but he didn't mind, really, it was just awfully sudden, really.
What surprised him even more was that Iceland was most certainly not drunk. Finland knew because of his learnings. And because that tongue sliding into his mouth certainly did not taste like booze.
Um. Well.
As Iceland pulled away, Finland stared at him, unsure what he should even say.
"Er..." What a great way to start. "Iceland, why're you..."
Iceland interrupted him, blushing, words tumbling out of his mouth. "Fin I'm so sorry, I'm sorry, I just -- well it's just that I--" He stopped, tried to catch up with himself, and gave up. "I'm sorry."
"No, it's fine, I don't mind, it's just--" Finland realized, then, that he was still rather tightly pressed, and...
"Just what?"
"Just... sudden."
"Oh."
"But I don't m-- Mmph!"
Iceland kissed him again before he could even finish that thought. But somehow, Finland didn't mind.
A hand sliding up under his shirt -- oh, Iceland was still wearing his gloves, Finland realized; that felt... different. And the way it felt to be pushed against a wall by someone smaller than him was different too, not bad, just... different.
And Iceland wasn't bad at kissing, to Finland's surprise; a bit sloppy, maybe, a bit inexperienced, but enthusiastic, and that made up for it. So he just relaxed and enjoyed it.
-- Enjoyed it for about five seconds, until he realized something very important.
Norway was going to kill him if he found out.
Finland pushed Iceland away, held him at arm's length, tried to pay no mind to how disappointed Iceland looked.
"I thought you said you didn't mind --"
"I don't but it's just--"
"But what?"
"Your brother won't like it."
Iceland frowned, almost sulked. "Nor doesn't have to know!"
"He has a way of finding things out."
"Not if you don't tell him," Iceland said. Was he gritting his teeth? He was gritting his teeth.
"Well--" Finland began, but that look Iceland was giving him was -- a bit pathetic and frustrated. From more than one source. The situation and... Oh.
Oh. Um.
"Okay. I won't tell. Promise."
"Okay."
"Okay."
They stared at one another for a moment, awkward. Just as Finland began to wonder if Iceland was having second thoughts, he was kissed again, pushed against the wall. Iceland, it seemed, filly wanted to continue.
Oh-kay.
After a moment of fumbling, Finland tried to take the lead. Kissed him more firmly, to no avail; tried to squirm out from the hold to push him against the wall, but to no avail. Iceland had every intention of leading.
Oh-kay.
Well, Finland thought as those gloves hands wandered farther south than he had expected, at least nobody would find out about this.
"Well--" Finland began, but that look Iceland was giving him was -- a bit pathetic and frustrated. From more than one source. The situation and... Oh.
Oh. Um.
"Okay. I won't tell. Promise."
"Okay."
"Okay."
They stared at one another for a moment, awkward. Just as Finland began to wonder if Iceland was having second thoughts, he was kissed again, pushed against the wall. Iceland, it seemed, filly wanted to continue.
Oh-kay.
After a moment of fumbling, Finland tried to take the lead. Kissed him more firmly, to no avail; tried to squirm out from the hold to push him against the wall, but to no avail. Iceland had every intention of leading.
Oh-kay.
Well, Finland thought as those gloves hands wandered farther south than he had expected, at least nobody would find out about this.
He hit the mattress more heavily than expected. Shit, Finland thought, Iceland sure could shove when he wanted to.
Then his train of thought halted.
It halted as Iceland straddled him and kissed him and pressed him down into the mattress.
Ohdeargod.
With Finland's brain turned off, Iceland continued to take charge, pinning him down at the shoulders, kissing him so firmly, tongue sliding into his mouth.
So much kissing, Finland thought as he began to come back to his senses. Not that he minded, but really, what's with that? Well, he brushed the thought off and returned Iceland's damp advances as he lifted his hands to rest them at Iceland's hips.
Iceland took that as his cue to rock against him. Lightly at first, then more firmly, pressing and rolling. Finland groaned against his mouth, thankful that the sound was muffled, far flustered than he ordinarily would be, seriously what had gotten into this kid, and ohdeargod he was still wearing those boots, wasn't he....
Pressing and friction and heat. Finland slid his hands downward, cupped Iceland's ass, rocked up into him. That drew a muffled moan from Iceland, shivering, grinding, aroused.
They both were.
The part of Finland that was still thinking with his brain realized this, assessed the situation, and was unable to believe it. Having someone pin him to a mattress and grind against him wasn't all that weird, but the fact that it was Iceland was... Um. Well.
When Iceland finally broke the kiss and drew back a bit, they stared at one another a moment, panting. And when he moved to kiss him again, Finland turned his head, nuzzled up against his ear.
"H-hey," he said. "Are you sure?"
"What?"
"Um, this." Finland mumbled it. Flustered and awkward and hoping the answer was 'Yes', because if not, it would be so much more awkward, but he had to be sure.
"Y-yeah." A pause, then repeated. "Yes." Firmer, confident, the word whispered by his ear. Familiar, in a way. "Are you?"
"... Yes."
"Okay."
"Okay."
Okay.