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Chapter four of AustriaxLiet
Title: They never expected this
Author/Artist: ME~
Character(s) or Pairing(s): AustriaxLithuania with participation of Hungary in this chapter
Rating: PG for Hungary's choice of words 8D
Warnings: Mpreg, crackpairing
Summary: Still no real pairing stuff, but it's getting there. Lithuania and Austria got drunk at Denmark's party and that one night had fateful consequences.
Note: Like said earlier, small and crappy updates. Austria's "POV" in this update.
Previous chapters:
Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3
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Naturally Austria didn't have any idea of what Lithuania was going through. He'd done his best to keep away from the Baltic, considering the shame was still nagging at the back of his mind. It was just so unacceptable that they had let it happen. Damn alcohol. Just seeing Lithuania during meetings was embarrassing enough, yet the brunette still tried to talk to him.
Did he not understand how embarrassing it was? Or did he not remember?
Was that it? Lithuania didn't remember? Austria looked at the keys on the piano he was sitting by. It was so odd.... How could someone get overly wasted, but still remember the day after, yet some people barely remembered anything?
How frustrating... But he was also glad nobody else knew.. If it reached Hungary's ears, she would most likely demand a repeat. Austria pinched the bridge of his nose, letting out a frustrated sigh. He really didn't want to talk to Lithuania about this. Just the thought was making him feel embarrassed. Men just didn't do that kind of thing. Thinking about someone's flushed face during sex was not acceptable.
And Austria really shouldn't get flustered by all of this and still keep the memory stuck in his brain. Why couldn't he have forgotten as well instead of being stuck with the memory of Lithuania's moans and flushed cheeks and soft lips...
He mentally slapped himself for daring to think about it again. A man should not think about another man in that way. It was shameless.
The piano was a nice way to clear his mind. For now.
Hungary had noticed how weird Austria was being. It had been over four months since that night at Denmark's. She'd been there, but didn't know what had happened between her ex-husband and the oldest Baltic.
It simply made no sense for him to suddenly start thinking about it now. It was like his subconscious was trying to tell him something. Just hard to figure out what when images of Lithuania's blushing orgasm-face was haunting his dreams.
Yes. He was never attending Denmark's party ever again....
"Are you ok, Austria?" Hungary tilted her head, watching him.
"Of course. Why do you ask?"
"You're wearing dirty clothes. From yesterday. And you're drinking coffee...." Hungary pointed out. Austria blinked and looked down at himself. Well damn, he was in fact wearing yesterday's clothes.
"Oh...." He sighed, slightly annoyed with himself. This was really not like him.
"Excuse me..." he said, getting up and setting the coffee back in the kitchen before heading upstairs to change into cleaner clothes.
After he came back down, there was a nice, hot cup of tea waiting for him in the kitchen. Hungary had made it for him, she was slightly worried.
"You're not sick, are you?" she asked, coming up beside him. "Is something or someone bothering you? Has Prussia been an ass again?"
"Please, don't speak like that, Hungary..." the Austrian said, picking the cup up and taking a slow sip. That was better....
"Has he though?"
"No. I haven't spoken to Prussia in a while. And I'd like to keep it that way. Don't do anything silly, Hungary."
"Of course I won't." Hungary said, and just walked away, clearly with the intention of doing something.
This was stressful... Austria sat down in his couch again and found a book. Some reading would clear his mind from... those unacceptable thoughts....
At least for a few minutes before his mind started swimming back to it again.
It took quite the willpower not to fling the book at the wall. Austria couldn't believe himself. He buried his face in his hands and went up to his room.
Author/Artist: ME~
Character(s) or Pairing(s): AustriaxLithuania with participation of Hungary in this chapter
Rating: PG for Hungary's choice of words 8D
Warnings: Mpreg, crackpairing
Summary: Still no real pairing stuff, but it's getting there. Lithuania and Austria got drunk at Denmark's party and that one night had fateful consequences.
Note: Like said earlier, small and crappy updates. Austria's "POV" in this update.
Previous chapters:
Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3
------------------------------------------
Naturally Austria didn't have any idea of what Lithuania was going through. He'd done his best to keep away from the Baltic, considering the shame was still nagging at the back of his mind. It was just so unacceptable that they had let it happen. Damn alcohol. Just seeing Lithuania during meetings was embarrassing enough, yet the brunette still tried to talk to him.
Did he not understand how embarrassing it was? Or did he not remember?
Was that it? Lithuania didn't remember? Austria looked at the keys on the piano he was sitting by. It was so odd.... How could someone get overly wasted, but still remember the day after, yet some people barely remembered anything?
How frustrating... But he was also glad nobody else knew.. If it reached Hungary's ears, she would most likely demand a repeat. Austria pinched the bridge of his nose, letting out a frustrated sigh. He really didn't want to talk to Lithuania about this. Just the thought was making him feel embarrassed. Men just didn't do that kind of thing. Thinking about someone's flushed face during sex was not acceptable.
And Austria really shouldn't get flustered by all of this and still keep the memory stuck in his brain. Why couldn't he have forgotten as well instead of being stuck with the memory of Lithuania's moans and flushed cheeks and soft lips...
He mentally slapped himself for daring to think about it again. A man should not think about another man in that way. It was shameless.
The piano was a nice way to clear his mind. For now.
Hungary had noticed how weird Austria was being. It had been over four months since that night at Denmark's. She'd been there, but didn't know what had happened between her ex-husband and the oldest Baltic.
It simply made no sense for him to suddenly start thinking about it now. It was like his subconscious was trying to tell him something. Just hard to figure out what when images of Lithuania's blushing orgasm-face was haunting his dreams.
Yes. He was never attending Denmark's party ever again....
"Are you ok, Austria?" Hungary tilted her head, watching him.
"Of course. Why do you ask?"
"You're wearing dirty clothes. From yesterday. And you're drinking coffee...." Hungary pointed out. Austria blinked and looked down at himself. Well damn, he was in fact wearing yesterday's clothes.
"Oh...." He sighed, slightly annoyed with himself. This was really not like him.
"Excuse me..." he said, getting up and setting the coffee back in the kitchen before heading upstairs to change into cleaner clothes.
After he came back down, there was a nice, hot cup of tea waiting for him in the kitchen. Hungary had made it for him, she was slightly worried.
"You're not sick, are you?" she asked, coming up beside him. "Is something or someone bothering you? Has Prussia been an ass again?"
"Please, don't speak like that, Hungary..." the Austrian said, picking the cup up and taking a slow sip. That was better....
"Has he though?"
"No. I haven't spoken to Prussia in a while. And I'd like to keep it that way. Don't do anything silly, Hungary."
"Of course I won't." Hungary said, and just walked away, clearly with the intention of doing something.
This was stressful... Austria sat down in his couch again and found a book. Some reading would clear his mind from... those unacceptable thoughts....
At least for a few minutes before his mind started swimming back to it again.
It took quite the willpower not to fling the book at the wall. Austria couldn't believe himself. He buried his face in his hands and went up to his room.
GUILT TRIP.
Austria, you dirty man, you. ;d ♥ Thinkin' stuff like that with your ex around~
Go take a nap
and have naughty dreamsand just relax. Things'll blow up soon enough. xD=^..^=~
;D
Oh they will.... They will ;3
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Oh yes... Very slutty <3
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Don't be too rough, now.Liet'll probably be a bit uncomfortable, but not as uncomfortable as Austria, having raunchy flashbacks.no subject
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