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Cross-posted from tumblr PruHun Week

Title: Best Birthday Ever!
Author: kira
Genre: slice of life, romance
Characters: Prussia, Hungary
Pairing: Gilbert/Lizzie
Rating: M
Word count: 1355
Warning: Use of human names instead of country
Summary: It’s Gilbert’s birthday and he ends up celebrating it in bed with Lizzie…
Author’s Note: Thanks to my beta Jen for looking this over for me.

“Morning, Birthday Boy!” Lizzie said as she set down the breakfast tray on her side of the bed. She walked over to the window and drew back the curtains, letting in the pale wintery light. She snorted when Gilbert groaned as he cracked open his eyes.

“Damn it, Lizzie!” he croaked. “It’s bright in here!” Gilbert covered his eyes with his arm.

“Careful, Gil! Breakfast is on the bed.”

“Hunh?” He reluctantly sat up, rubbing the sleep from his eyes.

“I made your favorite; pancakes.” Lizzie brought the tray around and sat it across his lap. “Dig in.”

“What about you?”

“I ate already.” She sat down next to him on the bed. “I warmed the syrup too, just like you like it. And before you ask, the butter’s already melted on them, so eat up.” Lizzie smiled.

“Thanks.” Gilbert poured syrup on his pancakes. He cut himself a bite and ate it. “Mmmm… Buttermilk! And real maple syrup!”

Lizzie laughed. “More like Bisquick and Log Cabin.”

Gilbert laughed as well. “A boy can dream.”

“Yeah… Oh, before I forget, your brother called while you were sleeping.”

“Yeah?” Gilbert said between bites. “What’d he want?” He ate another bite, washing it down with the milk in glass on his tray.

“Besides happy birthday, he wanted me to let you know that he and boyfriend are coming over later. They want to take us out to dinner.”

“Yeah? I was hoping to spend the day all by myself with you.” Gilbert finished his breakfast.

“Well, as much as I’d love spending the day lounging in bed with you, you got to get up. It’s almost noon.”


“I let you sleep in.” She smirked. “You did party rather hard last night with your friends from work.”

Gilbert set the tray aside and got up out of bed. “Yeah…” He padded over to the master bathroom. While he went through his morning routine, Lizzie took the tray downstairs.

She set the tray on the kitchen table and put his breakfast dishes in the sink. On her way back upstairs to their bedroom, she grabbed his gift. When she got there, she found him lounging in bed and channel surfing. “Here, Happy Birthday!” She handed him her gift. “I hope you like it.”

“Thanks. I’m sure I will.” Gilbert took it as she climbed into bed with him. Lizzie leaned on him as he opened it. “A photo album?”

“Not just any album.”

Gilbert looked at her. “Yeah?” he said, his curiosity piqued.

“Yeah, now open it, Numbnuts.”

“Yes, Ma’am!” Gilbert opened the album. He breezed past the first page with the studio’s name on it. His eyes went wide when he saw the first picture of his girlfriend. Lizzie was wearing the lacy black teddy and tap pants set he had gotten her for her birthday along with a pair of black fishnet thigh-highs. “Nice…” He turned the page and found two pictures of her in different lingerie. Another flip of the page and there was more lingerie, although each pose was different.

“You like it?”

“I love it!” Gilbert continued to peruse the album. “What’s this?” he said when he came upon a topless photo of her.

“They’re boudoir pix. When I got there, the photographer was taking pictures of his pregnant wife and seeing her naked made me brave…”

“There’s naked pix of you?!”

“Yeah…” She gave him a look. “And who thought it was pretty hot when he found out I did a few nude modeling jobs for your brother’s boyfriend’s art class? Hot enough that he used to attend even though he can’t draw a straight line? Hmmm?” She smirked.

Gilbert blushed. “Okay, oaky, but we weren’t going out then. And besides, Feli’s gay.”

She shrugged. “I’d say most of the guys there weren’t, but that was then and this is now. Do you know how hard it is to take your clothes off for something’s that’s supposed to be sexy?”

“No…” Gilbert stared at the picture of her wearing nothing more than his favorite t-shirt and smile. Lizzie was lying on a bed, her one arm behind her hear head, with her hair splayed out behind it. The other arm lay across her body, her hand tugging the t-shirt down, in a vain attempt at fig-leafing herself. With one leg straight out and the other bent, it was one hell of a sexy pose as it was clear she did not have any panties on. “I think this one’s my favorite.” He showed her the picture.


“Yeah,” he said as set the album on the bedside table. Gilbert shifted in bed to face her. Cupping her cheek, he leaned in and kissed her long and hard. He was aroused from the pictures in the album and he wanted her badly.

Lizzie kissed him back just as hard and when they came up for air, she nipped him on the chin. She smirked and pulling away from him, she lifted her sweater and took it off. Her boyfriend got the hint and as she continued to get undressed, he was busy doing the same.

Naked, the two of them crawled back under the covers. Gilbert trailed a line of butterfly soft kisses across her jaw and down her neck to the hollow of her throat. Lizzie made tiny little sounds of pleasure, despite the rasp of his unshaven face against her skin. She encouraged him to go lower, arching into it when he paused to suckle her breasts.

He bit her breast, loving the rich throaty moan he got out of her when he did so. Gilbert also loved the way she squirmed beneath him as he went lower. He licked her navel, before nipping and kissing his way to her hip. Eyes closed, Lizzie was now a moaning, squirmy mess. He moved between her legs and pleasured her orally. Little jolts of pleasure ran down her spine to pool deep within her belly. Her breathing quicken as she felt her orgasm build. Fisting the sheets, Lizzie climaxed with a loud moan. It left her wanting more and she whined when he abruptly stopped. She felt the bed dip as he changed positions. “What are you doing?”

“I’m looking for a condom.”

“Gilbert, get your ass over here and finish what you started, or so help me, you won’t live to see another birthday.” Lizzie crack an eye open to glare at him as she hiked herself up on her elbows.

Gilbert paused. He had been trying to reach into the drawer of his bedside table where he kept the condoms. “That’s what I’m trying to do.”

She flopped back down on the pillows. “Fuck the condom!”

He looked over at her like she was crazy. “But what if you…?” he trailed off.

“If I get pregnant, then we have a baby, Gil. If not…” Lizzie flashed him a wicked grin. “Then we have a great time on your birthday, having the best sex ever.”

Gilbert grinned back at her. He did not need to be told twice. Getting back into position, he lined himself up and thrust inside. It felt so good to be free of the condom that he nearly came too soon. Finding a slow, lazy rhythm, Gilbert made love to her. In and out, and in and out, he did his best to heighten her pleasure. When she wrapped her legs around him as she held him close, Gilbert sped up. Thrusting harder and deeper than before, he brought them quickly to their release. They remained joined as one while they panted as they slowly came back to themselves. He kissed her nose and she nipped his chin.

Pulling out, he rolled off her. “That was…” Gilbert breathed as he basked in his sexual high.

“Awesome?” Lizzie said as she snuggled up next to him.

“That and the best birthday ever and it’s only just started.”


They kissed. Snuggling together, they lay there, enjoying the extra added spice of forgoing a condom. It was a big step in their relationship and one they were glad they took.


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