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Cross-posted from Hentai Contest

Title: Paradise By The Dashboard Light
Rating: R
Author: kira
Chars/Pairs: Gilbert (Prussia), Elizabeta/Lizzie (Hungary), Francis (France), Joan (Joan of Arc), Ludwig (Germany)
Genres: Human AU, romance
Warnings: none
Word Count: 811
Summary: Gilbert and Lizzie have some fun in the backseat of his car…
Author’s note: This takes place after the events in “Five Meters of Awesome.”

They sat in the backseat of his car trying to warm up, since escaping from his holiday party. Gilbert put his arm around Elizabeta, holding her close. “You think we could get a lil heat going?” He waggled his eyebrows at her.

Elizabeta laughed. “Okay.” She moved out of his embrace, and giving him a saucy look, she leaned forward and took off her sweater. “Better?” Elizabeta asked.

“Uh… yeah.” Gilbert grinned at her.

“Good.” Elizabeta reached around and unhooked her bra, taking it off.

Gilbert had to admit that while he liked the way her nipples crinkled up from the cold, he loved the fact that she was making a show out of taking off her shoes and socks. Her pants soon followed and his were starting to get a bit tight when she shimmied out of her panties.

“What are you waiting for? Christmas?” she teased as she tugged on his sweater.

He did not need to be told twice, and after a bit of fussing, he was just as naked as she was. Gilbert shivered as he sat back against the seat. He felt his balls tucking up inside him and he was sure his five meters of Awesome had lost a meter or two from the cold. “Damn it, Lizzie, it’s fucking freezing!”

“Since the operative word is ‘fucking,’ I suggest we hurry up and do it already, before we freeze to death.”

“Yeah, but how are we gonna do it?”

“I’m not lying on the seat, although the thought of your boney white ass bobbing up and down is a...” Elizabeta stifled a laugh, “Pleasant one, it’s too cold, so why don’t I just sit on your lap and ride you?”

“Works for me!” Gilbert scooted over to the middle of the backseat, once she got out of the way. Getting a nice view of her boobs as she moved, he stroked himself a few times as he wanted to be nice and hard when she mounted him. The last thing he wanted to do was get back into his clothes for a ride to the ER if his five meters should happen to get hurt. However, Gilbert refused to entertain that thought, especially since there were so many more pleasant ones concerning a naked Lizzie were dancing in his head.

Elizabeta quickly straddled his lap. The skin to skin contact felt good and when he reached around to slide a hand down her butt to fondle her pussy, she let out a soft moan. She was wet and ready for him, and having his cock between them, was pure torture as she wanted it deep inside her. “Now, Gil,” Elizabeta moaned and after a bit of fussing, he happily obliged her. His hands on her hips, she rode him hard to completion.

They were kissing as they basked in the afterglow, although, it was short-lived. Someone was tapping on the window and when Elizabeta wiped a bit of fog off the window she saw much to her horror, Francis’ grinning face. He tapped on the window again.

“Joan and I just want to say ‘good night’ and thank you for inviting us,” he said. His date leaned forward and they could just make out her blurred shape.

“Night and thanks!” she said, before the two of them left.

“Think we should get dressed and go inside?” Gilbert asked.

“Nah, I think we should stay out here like this and freeze our collective asses off, Numbnuts,” Elizabeta said sarcastically, although she tempered it with a kiss.

“It won’t be long before they are,” Gilbert replied as he reached to the side for his boxers.

Getting dressed was not as much fun as getting undressed, especially in the cramped backseat, but they managed. When they got out of the car, they hurried back inside. They stood in the kitchen, drinking the remains of the coffee in the pot and trying to warm up.

Ludwig bustled into the kitchen. “There you are! I’ve been looking all over for you! Where’ve you been?!” He folded his arms across his chest and glared at his brother. “People are leaving and want to say good-bye.”

“I was smoking in my car,” Gilbert smirked.

His brother heaved a long suffering sigh.

“What do you think I was doing?” Gilbert’s smirk broadened into a grin.

“With you? Anything.” Ludwig shook his head.

Elizabeta laughed. “Oh, Ludwig honey, it’s too cold outside for your brother to get up to any mischief. Now let’s go say goodnight to everyone.” She ushered him back into the living room.

Gilbert sighed as he followed along. Elizabeta was his kind of girl, and he was determined now more than ever to make her his. If the way she clung to him as they headed downstairs to his room after seeing everyone off was any indication, she already was.


( 4 comments — Leave a comment )
Jan. 7th, 2015 08:40 pm (UTC)
Holy crap - that's funny! Busted by France and Joan of Arc - talk about a trip... LOL You know, Kira, you make that backseat bop-session pretty damn lifelike - any truth to the fiction? Inquiring minds wanna know! (Lie to us, if you have to - we wouldn't know the difference! XDXD)

Great chilly, naked fun! Loved it! :D
Jan. 7th, 2015 09:06 pm (UTC)
Thanks! :D

Busted! XD

Thanks! I'm glad you enjoyed their backseat boogie! ;D
Jan. 9th, 2015 12:47 am (UTC)
Always, luv - always! :D
Jan. 9th, 2015 01:26 am (UTC)
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