[That icy glare is being met with an eyebrow waggle. Whatever fight in return Lithuania brings him, he'll be raring to go. There's a sneer at that strained air. The whole silence thing just makes it worse for Lithuania. He feels a stab of irritation suddenly at the lack of any outraged reaction. Prussia's determined to make each hit count.]
Still playing mute, hah? In my house, that's disrespect, you know! If it was West, I'd bust his ass for that alone!! So for you, I'll do the same!! [There's a small thump as he lazily swings the paddle to rest against Lithuania's ass. Slightly curious about what sort of bruises and marks he's sporting but deciding to save his last shred of dignity for now. There's a few mocking pats, a double checking of those spread legs. Before he rears back and SLAPS the paddle against Lithuania's ass, not caring where he hits as he spanks him. The noise seems amplified in the emptiness of the meme, much to Prussia's satisfaction actually, something needs to fill the silence after all.
Keeps giving blows too fast to bother keeping track of, pushing himself past his own endurance to make his point to Lithuania. Enjoying the view of bouncing flesh, the involuntary jolting, the uncontrollable knee jerk reactions of clenches and quivering. The swell of his chest as he breathes, all very nice, yes. Lithuania has his own sort of attractiveness, HE GUESSES, there's a litheness to him, HE GUESSES.
Fine. He's kinda hot. Sorta.
At least bent over getting the shit smacked out of him. However, there's a sort of muscle fatigue that comes with wielding a paddle and before long, the recoil has Prussia's arm feeling numb, and he's sweating, slowing down, but hitting even harder to compensate. Back at Lithuania's thighs and sit spots again, spot targeting, before he stops, briefly, at the 2 minute mark, to hear if he's making any sounds--]
works for MEE /STEEPLES FINGERS
Still playing mute, hah? In my house, that's disrespect, you know! If it was West, I'd bust his ass for that alone!! So for you, I'll do the same!! [There's a small thump as he lazily swings the paddle to rest against Lithuania's ass. Slightly curious about what sort of bruises and marks he's sporting but deciding to save his last shred of dignity for now. There's a few mocking pats, a double checking of those spread legs. Before he rears back and SLAPS the paddle against Lithuania's ass, not caring where he hits as he spanks him. The noise seems amplified in the emptiness of the meme, much to Prussia's satisfaction actually, something needs to fill the silence after all.
Keeps giving blows too fast to bother keeping track of, pushing himself past his own endurance to make his point to Lithuania. Enjoying the view of bouncing flesh, the involuntary jolting, the uncontrollable knee jerk reactions of clenches and quivering. The swell of his chest as he breathes, all very nice, yes. Lithuania has his own sort of attractiveness, HE GUESSES, there's a litheness to him, HE GUESSES.
Fine. He's kinda hot. Sorta.
At least bent over getting the shit smacked out of him. However, there's a sort of muscle fatigue that comes with wielding a paddle and before long, the recoil has Prussia's arm feeling numb, and he's sweating, slowing down, but hitting even harder to compensate. Back at Lithuania's thighs and sit spots again, spot targeting, before he stops, briefly, at the 2 minute mark, to hear if he's making any sounds--]