Captain Severus Blackheart

31st May 2012

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Probably the best PruAus Omegle RP ever

• Stranger: *knocks on the door loudly* Fancy pants, open up! *kicks the door impatiently*
• You: *hears the familiar, obnoxious voice and sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose. He reluctantly stands up from his piano bench and goes to open the door.* ...Yes? *frowns at him*
• Stranger: Finally. I vas vondering how long you were going to leave me in ze rain. Let me in. *shakes hair like a dog, rain droplets splattering the other*
• You: Fine. *opens the door wide enough for Prussia to walk in, smirking at the sight of his hair and clothes all flattened down* But try not to drip all over the floor, please... I'd really rather not have to clean that up. *narrows his eyes at the other nation*
• Stranger: *grins, skipping inside* Danke. I vas fucking cold out zere, you knov. *pats his own head, as if to make sure his hair was still there*
• You: *frowns upon seeing Prussia do exactly what he just told him not to, but doesn't say anything* Honestly, I was too busy composing to notice that it even /was/ raining... Now, go put your clothes in the wash and take a damn shower. You smell like wet dog.
• Stranger: Hey! Not very awesome, Fancy pants. I'm not a wet dog! *sticks tongue out at the Austrian, squeezing some of the water out of his uniform onto the polished floor* Und I don't vant to take a shower...
• You: *convulsively moves his arms upward in frustration, his eye twitching down at the puddle Prussia just made. Seething, Austria takes Prussia by the shoulders and starts marching him in the direction of the bathroom.* You're right; dogs would have a lot more courtesy. And they're cleaner. But I refuse to have you dripping all over this house, so you /will/ take a shower. Or a bath, whichever you prefer. Just get in the bathroom and give me your wet clothes.
• Stranger: Nein! *whines, shaking his head; creating even more droplets.* That's not fair! I should be able to drip wherever I want to!~ *pouts slightly, trying to get out of his grip; but ends up walking along with Austria down the hall towards the bathroom.*
• You: *feels like banging his head against a wall* How is it that Germany and I both value cleanliness so much, and you're the exact opposite...? Verdammt--WHY do you insist on getting water everywhere? *lets go of one of Prussia's shoulders for a second so he can open the bathroom door when he gets to it, then tries to pull him into it*
• Stranger: Roddy! Don't...! *thrashes around, eventually being dragged into the bathroom* I...don't...vant...to! Let goo! *smacks his arm angrily, frowning* Come on! Don't make me the awesome me get in the shower!
• You: *frowns again, annoyed* Don't call me Roddy. And--*steps in front of the exit to make sure he can't try to escape*--/why/ do you dislike the prospect of showering so much? It's not as though you'll melt or anything. Hell, if you want, just make it an /awesome/ shower...
• Stranger: I can't make it an awesome shover by meinself. *rolls his eyes like the fact would be common knowledge* Duh. I just don't like shovers. I don't knov vhy, /Roddy/. *smirks slightly*
• You: *keeps stony expression, but narrows his eyes* Then take a bath.
• Stranger: But I don't like those either! *pokes him on his cheek* I zought I already said zat!
• You: *grabs Prussia's hand and harshly directs it away from his face* Then... do you ever bathe at all? Or have you just been licking yourself clean since the thirteenth century?
• Stranger: Hey, ow! I take showers vhen I /have/ to~ You're not making me, so I don't see vhy I should. *shrugs nonchalantly* Vest gets annoyed as vell. Zen his face gets all red. Kesesesesese~ *laughs at the thought* Are you going to turn red?
• You: *doesn't answer to that last question, but, as though on cue, his face goes slightly pink* At the present moment, you /do/ have to--you're still soaking wet with rainwater and whatever else you rolled around in before you came here! What else are you going to do?
• Stranger: *notices, laughing more* I don't knov. I knov I'm not taking a shover, zough. *replies stubbornly* Or a baz! *adds quickly* Can I just have some food instead?
• You: *after a second, smirks, a glint in his eyes* Not until you take a shower.
• Stranger: Vhat?! Nein! Zat's not fair~! I deserve mein food! *narrows his ruby red eyes at the other*
• You: Life isn't fair. *holds nose just slightly higher in the air out of habit* Now take off your clothes and get in the shower. *moves to leave out the space that the door's still open, and tries to close it before Prussia can try to force it open*
• Stranger: Verdammt. Stupid aristocrat...*glares at the door before starting to strip off his wet clothes* Stupid shovers... *pulls off his soaking wet jacket and throws it on the floor*
• You: *smirks to himself outside the door, but then remembers--He lightly raps the door with the back of his knuckles* Also, tell me when you're undressed so I can open the door and you can hand me your clothes. I'll bring you new ones.
• Stranger: Vhat?..oh, right. I don't have to vear any of your stupid clothes, do I? *unbuttons his shirt and also throws that in the corner and starts on his pants* Ugh...stupid buttons...*mumbles, fumbling with the buttons*
• You: You're the one with too many buttons, and apparently /I'm/ the one with stupid clothes... *can't glare at Prussia, so he just folds his arms and glares at the door* Just--deal with whatever I bring you, okay? I don't think I have any of your clothes here...
• Stranger: Zat vould be kind of veird if you did...*reflects aloud, taking off the pants and then his boxers* I'm even colder nov, come on. I'm undressed. *kicks the clothes towards the door*
• You: *opens the door just enough to stick his arm in, bends down, and reaches around to grab all the clothes. When he's pretty sure has them, he pulls them outside the bathroom and closes the door* You won't be so cold once you get in the shower and turn the warm water on. Speaking of, I /better/ hear the water running so you're not just sitting in there naked... *walks off to put the wet clothes in the wash and get new ones*
• Stranger: Aw, fine. *walks over to the shower placing his head under the tap to try and get a better view on how to exactly turn it on. He turns the tap on, causing hot water to come out of the tap, directly on his head.* AAGH! *pulls his head out quickly, cursing at the shower while clutching his head* F-fuck...*steps into the shower, still holding his head with one hand and flips up the switch to make it pour out of the shower head. He dances around a little, not used to the high temperature but eventually calms down and stands still*
• You: -five to ten minutes later (a bit before Austria's about to return)-
• Stranger: *steps out of the shower, shaking his head wildly again* That was some fucking hot water...*mutters to self, shaking his whole body; attempting to dry off without having to use a towel* HEY RODDY?! VHERE ARE YOU? *steps over to the door, opening it and looking down the hallway; still naked*
• You: *was walking down the hallway at the time, having heard the water stop and thinking that that had been a pretty short shower--Austria stops dead at the sight of a naked Prussia and nearly drops the clothes, and for a second he's in enough shock that he can't do anything but turn red. Very red.* Uh-- *quickly turning his head away, he takes a large step forward and holds out the clothes* Take them, j-just--get dressed.
• Stranger: Kesesesesese~! I knew you would turn red eventually. *smirks, wiggling his hips back and forth, wanting to see if he could turn even more red before taking the clothes* Do you like what you see, Roddy? *winks at him* Especially mein five meters, ja?
• You: *does turn redder, and he would most definitely be giving Prussia a death glare if he wasn't trying so desperately hard not to look at him at all. He gives the clothes in his hand a little shake* I can't like it if I don't see it. Now, /please/... just take you and these clothes and your "five meters" back into the bathroom...
• Stranger: You can't see it? Zen vhy don't you actually look at me? *tilts his head, refusing to take the clothes* You probably haven't seen anyzing zat is as avesome as zis, have you? *runs a hand over his toned chest for a moment*
• You: *can somewhat see what Prussia's doing out of the corner of his eye, and at this point he's feeling so awkward (among other things) that he's shaking a little. And trying desperately to hide the sudden tightening in his pants* I don't /w-want/ to look. Just... stop, please. */Gott/, this had just become a thousand times more awkward and embarassing and difficult...*
• Stranger: Are you shaking, Fancy Pants? Und what's going on there...? *glances down at the Austrian's pants, smirking widely* Are you sure you don't vant to look? Come on, I know you want to. Look at mein five meters, Roddy.
• You: *doesn't even say anything in response, since he knows he'll only make it worse. At the same time, he's aware that he could just drop the clothes and leave, but something, for some reason, doesn't let him take that route, and he can't bring himself to just leave.*
• Stranger: Come on...*steps closer, wiggling for him again* Look. Now. Come on...*cups his hand under Austria's chin, trying to get him to look at him* Look.
• You: *can't help but drop the clothes, especially as he feels the hand under his chin guiding his head around. He's not even sure if Prussia was really trying--his head was just going with it. Almost dazedly, Austria takes in Prussia's entire body, and he's silent but for his uncontrollably loud breathing... And he feels his pants get tighter.*
• Stranger: You like zat, don't you? I knew it~ Oh, you really like zat..*watches his pants, his hand hovering slightly above them* Why didn't you ask to see all of zis sooner zen? *drops his voice to a low whisper, eyes twinkling*
• You: I--I... *swallows roughly, feeling his brain too fried to say anything intelligent, until he speaks in a very low whisper* I never asked... *almost out of his own control, his hand moves to the hand that Prussia has hovering over the bulge in his pants and pushes it downward, directly onto the fabric of his pants, and he takes a sudden, sharp intake of air at the touch*
• Stranger: Mm. I know you wanted to see all of it anyvays. *not fazed by his sudden movement of his hand, and uses that opportunity to stroke him softly; hands rubbing him gently, hoping to provoke him to create a pleasured noise or something of that sort*
• You: *almost immediately lets out an involuntary moan, feeling his arousal get even stronger* F-ffffffffuck... *hardly registering that he's just used a word that is almost never a part of his vocabulary, Austria quickly slides his hand over the side of Prussia's waist and pulls him closer a bit harshly*
• Stranger: Kesesesese~ You are enjoying this. *grins, letting himself be pulled; and continues to rub him through his pants*...maybe it vould be easier if you took zem off, ja? *leans over to his ear, whispering directly into it*
• You: *raises his other hand and slides it into Prussia's hair, pulling his head down to that he can put his own mouth to the other man's ear, and says breathily--* Ja... *pulls his head back and brings their mouths together, all the while using the hand that was on Prussia's waist to hastily start undoing his pants*
• Stranger: *starts to kiss him, his tongue licking at his partner's lips, amused at the eagerness of the Austrian. His hands stroked Austria's hands while waiting for him to finally take the piece of clothing off*
• You: *opens his mouth for him and arches his neck involuntarily, pulling his unzipped pants down but finding it a litte difficult to get them all the way off while in this position* It... would be easier, if you helped get them off...
• Stranger: Aw, does little Roddy need help taking his pants off~? *pulls away, pushing his hands away and slipping the pants off easily*
• You: *lets out a moan of relief as his arousal is no longer fettered by the tight pants, ignoring Prussia's jive that he should have been rather annoyed at. Once he has the chance, Austria grabs the other man again and pulls them together, this time so that their hips are rocking into each other, and resumes snogging him*
• Stranger: *kisses back eagerly, his hands going around Austria's waist, grinding up against him as hard as he could. Prussia used his hands to massage the other man's hips soothingly*
• You: *his hands travel around for a while, trying to touch every bit of Prussia's skin that he can, but his hands soon wander down to his arse and squeeze and massage and pull (towards him) the hardest that he can. Without realizing it at first, Austria notices, a couple minutes or so later, that he's backed up into the wall of the hallway. He figures that it's better this way, since it was a little uncomfortable doing all that without something to lean on.*
• Stranger: *lets out a soft moan, shaking a small amount. He pulled away from the kiss to start suckling on his neck; trying to retaliate for him touching him so well on his backside. He removed one of his hands from his waist and brought it up to his neck, pushing it closer to his lips, which began to kiss and lick passionately*
• You: Ah... /Gilbert/... *His name comes out in a shuddering moan of a voice than Austria can't even recognize. One of his hands makes its way up to Prussia's hair again, his fingers tangling in the man's hair and pushing his head farther onto his neck, because his tongue and teeth and lips just feel /so good/... He continues to grind his hips against Prussia's, finding the perfect rhythm; all he knows at the moment is that he just wants /every damn inch/ of him--anywhere and everywhere.*
• You: ((Holy crap this was fun, but--I'm really sorry--I have to go. -_- I need to go to sleep because I've got school tomorrow, and stuff... We can just assume that they had a really sexy time together, and Switzerland came over to complain about how loud they were in the morning... :D))
• Stranger: ((School. Yay! Switzerland=pissed. Alright. XD Thank you for this(: You one of the best Austria's I've seen so far...))
• You: ((Really? I've actually never RPed Austria before. ...I feel AWESOME. Well... off to bed, then.))

Tagged: this turned out s fucking awesome omgAS AWESOME AS PRUSSIAPruAusnsfwHetaliaAPHAPH PrussiaAPH AustriaOmegleroleplay

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