[You can't laugh at people when they're dead. He maybe wanted to kill Lithuania when he was Teuton, but he was practically half insane then, wild with war and blood thirsty, with the remorseful, vengeful viciousness only the childish can have. After that, he matured up. Rather than chop off people heads to see what happened, he wanted to mess with them. So no, not dead, just crumpled at his feet and no longer a threat to his confidence and pride.
There's an intimacy with systematic skin on skin beat-downs that is odd and doesn't pass his notice. To feel a body writhe underneath you and be aware of the live muscle, the beating heart and to feel and share in the heat of a spanking is ODDLY Erotic.
FOR A NERD. HE GUESSES. If there's anything Prussia admires about Lithuania it's his resilience in face of the impossible. Lithuania's a last minute hero. He has that ability to hold on to the last second, persevere and see things through.It's an admiration mixed with a disgust and an envy. Only insects ever crawl up from the dead somehow in one piece after all. Prussia hates him for it as much as he likes him for it. Because personally, he doubts his own ability to do the same.
For moment, there's an intensity in his rhythm and he becomes fixated on the squirming target in front of him. Whacking away while working himself up to a pant, hitting hard, harder, hardest as he can manage. Trying to increase those groans, those gasps, those strangled whines and swallowed whimpers. In the last few minutes, he is a blur of heat, noise and persistent, seeping, searing pain across Lithuania's cheeks in precise alternating order. Eventually, his own hand is throbbing too much to continue, and he raises his paddle, racing against the clock to get a last blow in, rearing in for a second when
BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!! Times up!]
Everything just went south /baddumtish
There's an intimacy with systematic skin on skin beat-downs that is odd and doesn't pass his notice. To feel a body writhe underneath you and be aware of the live muscle, the beating heart and to feel and share in the heat of a spanking is ODDLY Erotic.
FOR A NERD. HE GUESSES. If there's anything Prussia admires about Lithuania it's his resilience in face of the impossible. Lithuania's a last minute hero. He has that ability to hold on to the last second, persevere and see things through.It's an admiration mixed with a disgust and an envy. Only insects ever crawl up from the dead somehow in one piece after all. Prussia hates him for it as much as he likes him for it. Because personally, he doubts his own ability to do the same.
For moment, there's an intensity in his rhythm and he becomes fixated on the squirming target in front of him. Whacking away while working himself up to a pant, hitting hard, harder, hardest as he can manage. Trying to increase those groans, those gasps, those strangled whines and swallowed whimpers. In the last few minutes, he is a blur of heat, noise and persistent, seeping, searing pain across Lithuania's cheeks in precise alternating order. Eventually, his own hand is throbbing too much to continue, and he raises his paddle, racing against the clock to get a last blow in, rearing in for a second when
BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT!!! Times up!]
Tch!! Bullshit!!