[fic] Of beer, brothers and bathtubs
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drcalvinTitle: Of beer, brothers and bathtubs
Fandom: Axis Powers Hetalia
Author: Dr. Susan Calvin
Characters: Germany/Prussia
Rating: PG-13 bordering on R
Warnings: Incest and sillyness
Disclaimer: Hetalia (c) Himayura
Summary: What the title says, basically. This is just a pointless piece of fluff
Note: Written for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
afdanny at ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
meinbruder in exchange for Eurovision-art.
~ Of beer, brothers and bathtubs ~
"Don't you think it would be cool if we had a proper bathtub?" Gilbert asked one day. Since he was busy towelling his hair vigorously while speaking with, as it happened, the last clean towel from the bathroom, it took Ludwig a few moments to register his words.
"Ahwa," he managed and dropped the report he was writing for his boss onto the floor, where it fluttered out into a sad little heap of papers. "A tub?"
"Yeah," Gilbert said, apparently not bothered in the least by flaunting himself before his increasingly blushing brother. He flopped down on the couch, legs dangling over the edge, and gave Ludwig his best upside-down 'I want something and I'm your poor older brother who suffered under communism for four decades, so we both know you'll give it to me'-grin.
"Went to see Sweden and Finland the other day, you know?"
Brother, I noticed you aren't wearing anything. Alright, you aren't wearing anything except your Iron Cross.
"Mmm..."
Brother, wouldn't you like another towel? I can get you one. Two. As many as you want, in fact!
"And they showed me this really amazing bathtub!" Gilbert said, gesturing expansively with his hands. "No, I take that back, it's a bloody swimming pool."
Have you perchance forgotten where you left your clothes, brother? I'd be happy to find them for you!
"Y- you don't say?"
Brother, aren't you feeling a bit chilly?
...yes, that one might work. Ludwig swallowed the sudden lump in his throat. "Isn't it cold?" he asked, although he was beginning to feel pretty hot himself. Must be steam from the bathroom... Perhaps if he'd remove his shirt?
"What? Not really," Gilbert said and laced his fingers behind his head, his hair a wild mop of white. It made Ludwig's fingers itch to comb it properly. Always so messy, and he knew perfectly well that his brother would just forget about it until tomorrow and then complain that it was too tangled to straighten out properly.
"Anyway, they had it installed because Sealand thinks the sauna is too hot, you know?" He stretched, every muscle growing taut and firm and Ludwig realized that if there was to be any chance in the world that he would finish his work today, he really, really needed a glass of water. Right now. Preferably poured down his pants...
"Onemomentbrother!" Ludwig called and fled for the kitchen.
"Huh?"
When Gilbert followed him, he found Ludwig standing by the tap and downing his second large glass of cold water.
"Oh, I was just coming to that," Gilbert said and - mercifully enough for Ludwig's sanity - swept the towel around himself as he opened the fridge. "You see, the other really awesome part about this bubble bath is that it has cup holders!"
"So...?"
."So, West, just imagine!" Gilbert said and rolled his eyes, popping open a beer. "You can sit in your bathtub, watch the telly and drink beer!"
Ludwig sighed. "Why would we need that big a tub anyway? I've done fine with my shower all these year."
"Feh, I say. You have done adequately, perhaps. But now that your awesome brother is here," he grinned and cocked his hip in a way that made the tower slide dangerously low, "you need to up your standards a little!"
"Brother..."
"We could watch football! In the bathtub!"
"No," Ludwig said and stomped out of the room, resolutely ignoring his barely covered brother. "Besides, I don't understand why you are labouring under the delusion that we will put in a television set in the bathroom. And don't tell me Sweden did that, we both know he would find it far too wasteful!"
Strong arms came sneaking around his midriff, effectively trapping Ludwig where he was. "That," Gilbert purred in his ear, "is because this fine piece of design comes with no less than four waterproof TV-screens included, okay?"
"Four...?"
"Yeah. Although, since we don't have an adopted kid," Gilbert's hand slid beneath his tank-top, "and thank God for that," Ludwig closed his eyes and tried to stop trembling. He had work today, really important work!
"I'm willing to compromise and only get the twin-sized tub."
"Ahn, brother," Ludwig shivered a little as Gilbert's fingers stroked over his nipples, "I don't really know...." He felt himself beginning to stiffen beneath his brother's insistent hands.
The towel made a soft sound when it fell on the carpet, but still managed to sound ominously like the bell of doom to Ludwig's ears.
"Come on, West," Gilbert whispered, "try to see things from my point of view for once?"
"Your point of view?"
Ludwig turned around and at once realized that today was not going to be a productive day (at least not in the work department).
So, since there was no use crying over spilt beer, he finally allowed himself to take a good, long look at Gilbert. Naked, still slightly flushed from his long shower, grinning mischievously and absolutely glorious...
"Mhm," Gilbert said and opened Ludwig's trousers, licking his lips at the eager erection he found inside, "how else am I supposed to convince you to get clean together with me?"
They were backing slowly into the living room and it was the easiest thing in the world to kick off his trousers on the way.
"Your tub," Ludwig said and grabbed his buttocks, "has absolutely nothing to do with cleanliness and we both know that, you kinky bastard."
"Maaaybe," his brother answered with a cocky laugh. "But come on - beer, bath and me? What's not awesome about that combination?"
Oh, that was just too much, Ludwig thought. Taking a firm grip of his brother's still moist hair, he pulled him closer until their lips were almost touching.
"I guess," Ludwig rumbled and enjoyed the blissful look that spread over his brother's face when he heard his deep voice, "that since you insist on hour-long showers, we would spare some water in the end, wouldn't we?"
Then they were kissing, hot, demanding caresses passing between them. It was the work of a moment to grab his brother, let him wrap his legs around Ludwig and carry him to the couch.
"I just hope you haven't used up all the hot water yet," he said and nipped at Gilbert's ear as he dropped him back to where he had sprawled so recently. "Because I think, oh brother of mine, that we're about to become very sweaty soon..."
Gilbert arched his back and moaned softly when Ludwig's hands found his hardness.
"Then, I get my tub?"
"I'll consider it," Ludwig promised before diving down between those oh-so-tempting legs to distract his brother properly.
If he was really, really good, he figured, he might put the matter out of Gilbert's mind all the way to Christmas. But no longer, because he had already decided that his present from Nikolaus would be mad, bad and Prussian this year. And, most likely, very much in need of a good long soak.
~ The end ~
These hottubs by the way? Totally exist
Fandom: Axis Powers Hetalia
Author: Dr. Susan Calvin
Characters: Germany/Prussia
Rating: PG-13 bordering on R
Warnings: Incest and sillyness
Disclaimer: Hetalia (c) Himayura
Summary: What the title says, basically. This is just a pointless piece of fluff
Note: Written for
afdanny at meinbruder in exchange for Eurovision-art.~ Of beer, brothers and bathtubs ~
"Don't you think it would be cool if we had a proper bathtub?" Gilbert asked one day. Since he was busy towelling his hair vigorously while speaking with, as it happened, the last clean towel from the bathroom, it took Ludwig a few moments to register his words.
"Ahwa," he managed and dropped the report he was writing for his boss onto the floor, where it fluttered out into a sad little heap of papers. "A tub?"
"Yeah," Gilbert said, apparently not bothered in the least by flaunting himself before his increasingly blushing brother. He flopped down on the couch, legs dangling over the edge, and gave Ludwig his best upside-down 'I want something and I'm your poor older brother who suffered under communism for four decades, so we both know you'll give it to me'-grin.
"Went to see Sweden and Finland the other day, you know?"
Brother, I noticed you aren't wearing anything. Alright, you aren't wearing anything except your Iron Cross.
"Mmm..."
Brother, wouldn't you like another towel? I can get you one. Two. As many as you want, in fact!
"And they showed me this really amazing bathtub!" Gilbert said, gesturing expansively with his hands. "No, I take that back, it's a bloody swimming pool."
Have you perchance forgotten where you left your clothes, brother? I'd be happy to find them for you!
"Y- you don't say?"
Brother, aren't you feeling a bit chilly?
...yes, that one might work. Ludwig swallowed the sudden lump in his throat. "Isn't it cold?" he asked, although he was beginning to feel pretty hot himself. Must be steam from the bathroom... Perhaps if he'd remove his shirt?
"What? Not really," Gilbert said and laced his fingers behind his head, his hair a wild mop of white. It made Ludwig's fingers itch to comb it properly. Always so messy, and he knew perfectly well that his brother would just forget about it until tomorrow and then complain that it was too tangled to straighten out properly.
"Anyway, they had it installed because Sealand thinks the sauna is too hot, you know?" He stretched, every muscle growing taut and firm and Ludwig realized that if there was to be any chance in the world that he would finish his work today, he really, really needed a glass of water. Right now. Preferably poured down his pants...
"Onemomentbrother!" Ludwig called and fled for the kitchen.
"Huh?"
When Gilbert followed him, he found Ludwig standing by the tap and downing his second large glass of cold water.
"Oh, I was just coming to that," Gilbert said and - mercifully enough for Ludwig's sanity - swept the towel around himself as he opened the fridge. "You see, the other really awesome part about this bubble bath is that it has cup holders!"
"So...?"
."So, West, just imagine!" Gilbert said and rolled his eyes, popping open a beer. "You can sit in your bathtub, watch the telly and drink beer!"
Ludwig sighed. "Why would we need that big a tub anyway? I've done fine with my shower all these year."
"Feh, I say. You have done adequately, perhaps. But now that your awesome brother is here," he grinned and cocked his hip in a way that made the tower slide dangerously low, "you need to up your standards a little!"
"Brother..."
"We could watch football! In the bathtub!"
"No," Ludwig said and stomped out of the room, resolutely ignoring his barely covered brother. "Besides, I don't understand why you are labouring under the delusion that we will put in a television set in the bathroom. And don't tell me Sweden did that, we both know he would find it far too wasteful!"
Strong arms came sneaking around his midriff, effectively trapping Ludwig where he was. "That," Gilbert purred in his ear, "is because this fine piece of design comes with no less than four waterproof TV-screens included, okay?"
"Four...?"
"Yeah. Although, since we don't have an adopted kid," Gilbert's hand slid beneath his tank-top, "and thank God for that," Ludwig closed his eyes and tried to stop trembling. He had work today, really important work!
"I'm willing to compromise and only get the twin-sized tub."
"Ahn, brother," Ludwig shivered a little as Gilbert's fingers stroked over his nipples, "I don't really know...." He felt himself beginning to stiffen beneath his brother's insistent hands.
The towel made a soft sound when it fell on the carpet, but still managed to sound ominously like the bell of doom to Ludwig's ears.
"Come on, West," Gilbert whispered, "try to see things from my point of view for once?"
"Your point of view?"
Ludwig turned around and at once realized that today was not going to be a productive day (at least not in the work department).
So, since there was no use crying over spilt beer, he finally allowed himself to take a good, long look at Gilbert. Naked, still slightly flushed from his long shower, grinning mischievously and absolutely glorious...
"Mhm," Gilbert said and opened Ludwig's trousers, licking his lips at the eager erection he found inside, "how else am I supposed to convince you to get clean together with me?"
They were backing slowly into the living room and it was the easiest thing in the world to kick off his trousers on the way.
"Your tub," Ludwig said and grabbed his buttocks, "has absolutely nothing to do with cleanliness and we both know that, you kinky bastard."
"Maaaybe," his brother answered with a cocky laugh. "But come on - beer, bath and me? What's not awesome about that combination?"
Oh, that was just too much, Ludwig thought. Taking a firm grip of his brother's still moist hair, he pulled him closer until their lips were almost touching.
"I guess," Ludwig rumbled and enjoyed the blissful look that spread over his brother's face when he heard his deep voice, "that since you insist on hour-long showers, we would spare some water in the end, wouldn't we?"
Then they were kissing, hot, demanding caresses passing between them. It was the work of a moment to grab his brother, let him wrap his legs around Ludwig and carry him to the couch.
"I just hope you haven't used up all the hot water yet," he said and nipped at Gilbert's ear as he dropped him back to where he had sprawled so recently. "Because I think, oh brother of mine, that we're about to become very sweaty soon..."
Gilbert arched his back and moaned softly when Ludwig's hands found his hardness.
"Then, I get my tub?"
"I'll consider it," Ludwig promised before diving down between those oh-so-tempting legs to distract his brother properly.
If he was really, really good, he figured, he might put the matter out of Gilbert's mind all the way to Christmas. But no longer, because he had already decided that his present from Nikolaus would be mad, bad and Prussian this year. And, most likely, very much in need of a good long soak.
~ The end ~
These hottubs by the way? Totally exist
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Date: 2009-05-21 05:43 pm (UTC)b-because i like your version of these tubs better.
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Date: 2009-05-21 11:01 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-05-22 07:09 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-05-23 04:17 am (UTC)It has come to our attention that a hot tub included in your Ikea Bathroom line offers a secret Germancest feature. Please share.
Love,
Us
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Date: 2009-05-22 03:46 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-05-22 06:47 pm (UTC)though I'm sure they use it to play without Sealand too, heheno subject
Date: 2009-05-22 06:49 pm (UTC)XD; True that, too. Big tub = lots of space.no subject
Date: 2009-05-22 06:59 pm (UTC)I can't find that exact model right now, but I was thinking a mini-pool like these more or less (http://www.folkpool.se/spabad?gclid=CJ7uqMzN0JoCFQJgZwodVVet3A) (though some of them are for outdoor use)
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Date: 2010-03-16 03:51 pm (UTC)... and, right now, I think my neighbors are asking themselves what is happening to me because I was laughing like an idiot for good five minutes after reading Ludwig thoughts on the beginning- the whole building was able to hear me...
...I officially declare this story my most favorite. No kidding.
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Date: 2010-03-16 05:07 pm (UTC)Haha, no, this will probably remain a little oneshot - but I'll probably write more Germancest fluffsmut (smutfluff?) when I have a bit more time again.
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Date: 2010-03-26 09:41 am (UTC)I loved this so much that
a) you're converted me to Germancest. Really. I didn't have a single Hetalia pairing I liked before this (unless PrussiaxPrussia counts? I like his egotism...)
and b) I'm gonna read every other fic of yours I can get my mittens on.
You just made my day.
THANK YOU! Keep up the fabulous work!
<3
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Date: 2010-03-27 09:24 am (UTC)I've never written actually PrussiaxPrussia, but I want to. It would be very... egocentric? Yeah.
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Date: 2010-03-27 09:31 am (UTC)You should totally write some! I'm sure you'll write it just as brilliantly as the rest of your work!
=)
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Date: 2010-03-27 04:02 pm (UTC)I've read one where there was some kind of time-travel involved and Old Fritz-era Prussia met Prussia of today and they had awesome sex. It was pretty good, but I can't for the life of me remember where I read it 0.o
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Date: 2010-03-28 06:15 am (UTC)Not as good as yours, unfortunately, but still rather awesome (is anything including Prussia ever NOT awesome? I think not!).
Time-travel? Really?
*intrigued*
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Date: 2010-11-11 12:43 am (UTC)HELL YES.
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Date: 2010-11-11 12:52 am (UTC)