had wrapped a blanket around Greece before heading outside for a smoke and a bit of time to reflect.
wraps himself around the blanket and snoozes on. He then rolls into where there was body heat only to find it wasn't there anymore. He_
opens his eyes and rubs the sleep away. 'Sadi-Turkey?' He calls quietly. Where was he?
Sadik
was
just outside his door sitting on the railing enjoying the morning breeze.
stands up and cloaks his naked frame with the blanket. He steps outside , his feet shivering a little, and he walks to Turkey. He leans on_
the railing himself and looks out. 'Morning.' He yawns.
hadn't really been expecting the Greek to join him outside but glances over his shoulder at him before putting out his cigarette. "Good
Morning." He repeats as his brow quirks at the blanket.
notices the look and shrugs. 'I couldn't see my clothes...' He lies. The blanket was really warm, which is why he was quite happy to use_
it. He steps up next to Sadik but not close enough to touch. He wasn't sure where they were at now, and how the Turk was feeling about it._
Heracles
was
preparing himself for it all to be dismissed as nothing, so he had his poker face on.
smirks. "They're all over the floor. Hard to miss honestly." Truthfully he was feeling really mixed and was unsure if he should say
something or if he should wait for the Greek to say something. He gets up, stretches his limps, he had been sitting there for quite some
time before guiding Heracles into the house. "It's to cold for you to be out there dressed like that." Not that he was dressed any better in
only pants.
chuckles at the true fact his clothes were all over the floor inside. He walks inside again with him, figuring maybe he should broach_
the subject and see what Turkey's responses were. 'Hmm. Either you were hiding something from me outside, which is unlikely considering_
my keen eye sees everything, or you are concerned I may be cold. ' He gently nudges Turkey in the stomach. 'You better be careful_
before you develop a soft spot for me.' He lightly teases, but is watching him from the corner of his eye.
snorts, it was much to late for growing a soft spot when it had always already been there. "They say I'm a very secretive man, for some
reason." He rolls his eyes at that. "So I could be hiding many things from you." Which wasn't too far from the truth. "You're awfully...how
can I put this..." He really wasn't sure how he could put it and so he heads to the kitchen to check on the coffee he had been making. This
Sadik
was
very unlike him. "At ease around me?" That would do.
follows him, saying aloud 'I have always been able to read you like a book.' But secretly thinks 'I have no idea what you're thinking and-
it's going to kill me trying to find out, but I'm going to try anyway.' He hums as he leans against the worktop. 'I'm arguably closer to_
you than anyone else. Why would I not be at ease? You know, despite the past...and stuff.'
tenses a bit at that hoping that was not the case as he pours them each a cup and offers him one. He studies him for a few seconds as he
add a large amount of sugar in before looking away to stir it in. "So, if you can read my like a book. What am I thinking? Or what are my
actions telling you?"
tips his head to the side as he sips his coffee. He smiles, arching an 'analysing' brow. 'You're thinking 'Wow, I feel so good right now_
because I had sex last night with Greece.' ' He chuckles into his cup and then says 'You actually seem a little nervous, which makes me_
think you'll get more nervous now I've said what I've said.' He shrugs.
rolls his eyes at that as he sips at his coffee. "Your reading skills are failing you." He comments dryly except for maybe the first
part. "Here, let me try my hand at this. You're thinking 'I've never been fucked so hard and so well in my entire life until now, Turkey is
so great in bed if only he'd fuck me on every surface in this house I'd feel even better." That sounded accurate.
's cheeks flush a little but his expression remains cool and collected. He hums, as if contemplating it, and he shrugs. 'Well..._
It's not all I was thinking, but I suppose I'll give you a point for getting part of it right.' With a smug look on his face, he hops off_
the counter and begins searching the cupboards for cookies. He finds some and pops one in Turkey's mouth without asking. 'Well done, but_
my first thoughts were 'How rude of the Turk not to thank me for being such a good partner.'
Sadik
was
smirking at the flush but didn't get any time to react when a cooking was shoved into his mouth. He makes a disgruntled sound but chews
and swallows it anyway enjoying the cookie since it had come from his cupboards. "Oh sorry, let's re-do that. Thank you Greece for being
such a great partner. I couldn't have done it without you." He says as he lifts his cup in a mock cheer and steals another cookie. "Happy?"
nods. 'Very.' He clears his throat, 'You are very welcome, Turkey. I'm glad I could add so much to the experience. I think it's now fair_
for me to say I've never been fucked so hard and so well in my entire life until now, you are so great in bed if only you'd fuck me on_
every surface in this house I'd feel even better. Are we even?' He re-wraps the blanket, 'accidently' revealing himself for a second.
catches that and can't help but stare and it didn't help that the words coming from the Greeks mouth were words he'd thought he'd never hear
the other string together in his entire existence. "Did you want me too?" He swallows as his eyes remain on the sheet.
sees that, and smiles as he mindfully steps up to Turkey and wipes some non-existent dust from his shoulder, giving him an excuse_
to ghost his palm over his chest. 'Perhaps, but then, that would be telling. But, if I were to want it.' He leans on the worktop next to_
Sadik, their shoulders pressed together, 'would you be hospitable enough to give your guest what he wants?'
doesn't turn away and secretly enjoys the closeness as he remains silent letting everything Greece had just said sink in and maybe a little
for dramatic effect too. "Always." He replies unwaveringly. He was known for hospitality and there seemed to be something else laced with
the Greeks words that he couldn't ignore nor did he really want too.
smiles, and lets his head fall onto the Turk's shoulder. 'That's very decent of you. Makes me want to make you prove it.' He hops up onto_
the counter again, but pulls Turkey by the waistband of his pants so he is standing between his parted legs. 'If I wanted to do my own_
little 'role play', would you participate?'
let's himself be pulled by his waistband as he settles comfortably between the Greeks parted legs. "What kind of role play?" He asks with a
hum as he places his hands on either side of the Greeks thighs so he was leaning forward a bit.
smiles coyly and lifts his finger up to flick the Turk's bottom lip playfully. 'Well, last night I was quite submissive to you, right?'_
He lets the blanket fall from his shoulders and rest on his waist. 'I'd like to see what you're like when you're all submissive and_
devoted.'
quirks a brow. He had never really been the submissive type. There had only been a few occasions but that had not been consensual at
all. However, at the time, no one really cared about your rights. "You want me to be submissive?" He was having a hard time grasping this
concept and for the Greek to ask him something so out of his character was...almost as if it was test. He wasn't even sure how to keep
himself from dominating. "You do realise what you're asking me right?"
smiles sweetly, arching a brow. 'I know I'm asking you to go against every instinct you have and let a Greek take over.' He presses a_
finger to his nose. 'So yeah. I know. And I know how bad it's going to get to you.' His grin makes it clear he's enjoying himself.
frowns at the Greeks amusement and slaps the finger away. "SO then why would you ask me to do such a thing?" He was still considering it.
hums, considering appealing to the Turk's pride. 'If you did it, wouldn't it go to show how adaptive and flexible you are?' He says with a_
suggestive look. 'It could go to show you are so much more versatile than me, and then you can tease me for it.'
's lip thins out in dissatisfaction since he still had a bit of trouble trusting the Greek and if it had been an actual lover it may not
have cost him so heavily. Greece was appealing to his more prideful nature but still. A silence falls between them for a good while before
he makes any movement or sign of agreement or disagreement. "Fine.."
won't let him suffer long, just long enough for him to be thoroughly entertained by the Turk's attempts. 'Good. You really are a gracious_
host.' He pulls Sadik's face closer to his. 'For starters, you call me Sir. And you do as I say.'
grits his teeth but nods. "Yes....sir."
controls himself before he laughs, but his grin still shakes. 'G-good. Now, follow me.' He takes Turkey's hand and takes him to the_
bathroom. 'Put on the shower, and take off your clothes.'
bites back any remarks as he goes and starts the shower making sure the temperature was right before shedding his pants and waiting by the
shower fist clenched. Bl
Heracles
is
amused to see him looking so tense and clenchy. He hides his laughter as he checks the temperature and finally gets rid of the blanket by_
hanging it up. He pulls the Turk into the shower and turns him to face the wall. 'Put your hands up against the wall and part your legs.'
inhales deeply but turns around placing his hands, hard, against the wall and spreading his legs as if he were about to get checked by
police or something. He hangs his head down a bit so he's staring at the floor and the water draining away.
runs a hand up Sadik's back, all the way up to his neck and then his fingers run through his hair. He gently kisses his shoulder and then_
picks up the soap. He lathers it up in his hand and then spreads them out on the Turkish nation's skin. He hums softly as he watches_
the white bubbles stand out against his darker skintone.
lets out a small gasp as he shivwr
shivers at the soapy touches confused to what to do with himself.
continues to wash him, his hands being completely shameless as they venture into areas he had only gotten to meet the night_
before. His hands then wrap around him, almost like he was holding onto him from behind, and he whispers in his ear 'Turn around and_
lean back.'
lets out a ragged gasp silently enjyoing but hating the situation. When he feels the soapy and slick hand grasp and firmly
hold on to it, he can feel himself harden. He glances over his shoulder before giving him a small nod and turning around. He leans back as
instructed.
steps into him and rubs soapy circles over his chest with his firm hands. He positions them so the soap isn't washed away by the_
water and simply slides down him slowly. He moves his washing to Turkey's arms, right down to his fingers, and then places Sadik's_
hands over his (Greece') shoulders and he moves closer. He smirks. 'Don't react. Be still.' He leans in and runs his tongue across Sadik's_
bottom lip before pressing forward to kiss him deeply.
decides to closehis eyes so that he's not tempted to take control. He didn't think he was going to like this at all but this was proving to
be very very pleasant. He had something worse in mind. This reminded him of Tellaks....and when Greece had been ordered to work as such. He
complies again and he was about to lean forward but stopped himself letting the tongue run over his lip and opening his mouth to allow
Greece in and figured this meant he was allowed to respond as he let his tongue push forward to explore the others mouth. Nothing to rough
but calmly and taking the time to actually explore, savor and enjoy.
's smirk widens. He continues to kiss him, and lets him return the kiss, for many seconds before tweaking his nipple. 'Bad Turkey.' He_
murmurs against his lips, clearly happy that Turkey responded despite his words. 'I told you not to respond. Now you must say sorry.'
hisses as he pulls away only to hear the other scold him. He gapes a bit before growling and nodding. "Sorry....."
Heracles
is
having so much fun~ 'Sorry sir.' He corrects, nibbling at the corner of Turkey's mouth as his wet hands glide across his upper body.
growls-gasp at the nibbling and the wandering hands as he tried desperately to stay still....fuck..."S-s-orrry...S-AH-ir...." He lays his
head back against the wall closing his eyes shut the image of the Greek all over him was enough to make him lose the self-control he had
constructed for himeslf.
continues to touch him and bite gently for a few more seconds, then he says 'Sadik, I want you to kiss me.' He pauses in thought, _
'Kiss me like you would if I was the only thing you ever wanted.' He was curious to see how he'd react to that order.
's self-control left when he heard those words. His eyes shoot open, wide and unsure if what he just heard was right. However, he didn't
wait to figure out if it was as he pushed froward wrapping a strong and still soapy arm around the Greek's torso pulling him tight against
him as he turned them around slamming (but gently) against the wall his lips crushing the Greeks as he brings his other hand to hold and
caress his cheek as he continues to push forward in the kiss not relenting, wanting the Greek to be breathless and panting for more. He
wanted to kiss the Greek like he had never been kissed before.
Heracles
feels
butterflies in his stomach as he's pushed against the dripping shower wall and his body is pressed against the Turk's in a manner so_
desirable he wondered if he was dreaming. He was quickly becoming breathless but couldn't find it in him to be worried about passing out-
he was basking in every second of it. He wraps his arms around him and grabbed at his back desperately, panting when he could and opening_
his mouth wider so Turkey could reach every inch of him.
Sadik
was
glad for that as he continued to kiss forward letting the hand on his cheek swipe up and into his hair; grabbing hold of the wet locks and
pulling them back so he had a better yet different and more desirable angle before finally pulling away himself and resting his forehead
with that of Greece's as he takes in deep breaths before moving forward to capture the Greeks lips, this time, in a very soft kiss.
Heracles
is
breathing deeply but softly, his eyes closed as he relishes the closeness and the aftermath of such a demanding kiss. He is both_
surprised and pleased at the second, softer kiss and he smiles as he kisses back just as gently. 'Never thought I'd say this,' He murmurs_
against his lips, 'but whoever your thinking of...their a very lucky nation.'
can't help but chuckle lightly as he remains close. "They are a very lucky nation." He replies. "But not the most observant one."
's finger traces his face mindlessly. He frowns a little. Not observant? He hopes he's not meaning the likes of Italy, because Greece_
isn't sure he can handle Turkey wanting someone like that over...well, him. Turkey was too good for someone like that, not that he would_
say so out loud. 'So...they don't know you feel that way about them?'
catches the Greeks hand on his face and interlaces his fingers with them. It was not Italy or either of the Italies. "They're unaware, yes."
watches their hands with a vague smile on his face. 'Unless you're being secretive about your feelings for them, I'm sorry to say they_
must be an idiot.' He states. 'I don't think you should go for them anymore.' He tries not to make it sound like he cared, but he knew_
he did. The last thing he wanted after the last twenty four hours is to see the Turk holding hands, or worse, kissing another_
nation.
quirks a brow now very amused with this conversation. "Oh, he definitely is an idiot and seems to prove it on more occasions than
none." When he hears him go on about how he shouldn't go for them, he laughs. "I think I'll take my chances." He leans forward so his lips
were at the Greeks ear. "It would be to hard for me to let go of him now....anyway."
Heracles
was
going to make a snarky comment about Turkey being in the shower with him and how it may ruin the chances he had with whoever he liked, but_
Heracles
is
cut off in surprise when the Turk moves to his ear. His eyes widen, and for some reason he stiffens, wondering if Turkey meant what he_
thought he meant. If he was wrong, though, he could end up looking stupid and laughed at. He tightens his hold on him, resting his face by_
Sadik's 'Then...I don't think you should even try to let go of him.' He pulls their faces apart so he can look into his eyes for answers.
Sadik
gives
him a small smile as he winds the other arm around the Greeks waist pulling him a little closer. "I never planned too."
's heart seems to rise in his chest and grow twice the size. He smiles back in a half-shy manner and closes the tiny gap between_
their bodies. He leans in and gives him a long, meaningful kiss, lacking in the sexual aspect but still just as passionate. Keeping his_
lips close to his he murmurs 'You better be talking about me because if you aren't I'll kill you with your own mask.' He jokes.
kisses his back in much the same way wanting to bask in this moment before pulling away and resting his chin on the top of the Greeks
head, "In that case you better leave because I think he should be coming in a few hours and wouldn't be happy seeing me naked with a
Greek." He laughs placing a small kiss to the top of his head. "You do realise I called you an idiot, right."
lightly punches his chest at the teasing, but he is smiling. 'Yes, I realise that. What's more I think I called myself an idiot. I think_
that's worse. Clearly the heat of the shower is not making me think straight, so it's not my fault.'
tsks him. "Don't blame other things on truths that you spout about yourself." It was a nice calming moment. "Is this what you wanted from
your role-playing?"
begins to play with his hair. 'I'll be honest, I was wanting you to tell me that I wanted to hear. I didn't realise you'd do it willingly_
otherwise I'd have skipped the role playing altogether. Although...hearing you call me sir was exhilarating.' He licks some water_
droplets off the Turk's shoulder.
did not like that aspect of the role-playing but the washing and touching on the other hand had gotten him pretty worked up. "Do you wash
all the people you force to role-play with you like that?"
smirks. 'No one has ever been foolish enough to accept my offer of role play. But I still think you are the only one I'd put through such_
an experience. How else would I be able to touch you without you stopping me?'
rolls his eyes. "No one? Interesting. I'll remember that for next time." He thinks a little at how to respond to the next statement. "You
could have drugged me and then I wouldn't have been able to stop you even if I wanted too." He chuckles lightly. "Although, after, I would
make sure to find you and kill you for doing something like that."
doesn't say anything for a moment then he pokes at Turkey's chin. 'You just gave me an idea for my birthday. A drugged, defenceless Turkey_
that I can do whatever I like with. Then you couldn't harm me because it would be your present to me.'
Sadik
gives
him a look. "No....not even for your birthday would I let you drug me."
's birthday is very soon... He wonders what he can get Turkey to give him now they're more open about their feelings. 'You don't need to_
let me. I'm sure could sneak it into some delicious Baklava.'
Sadik
will
not eat baklava from the Greek in that case. "Why don't you ask instead of tying to do something illegal."
pauses. He hadn't considered asking. He'd really have to think about that. He grins 'You smarter than I thought.' He says lightly. _
'But are you brave enough to let me do whatever I wanted to?'
steps out of the Greeks embrace to rinse some of the soap off his bed and shrugs. "Maybe. I've done much more dangerous things than letting
you have your fun with my body."
lets him step away. It meant he could admire his body more. He kicks the water at his feet gently. 'Probably. But perhaps you haven't done_
anything all that dangerous recently.' He smiles. 'But is that a yes? Can I have you for my birthday?'
glances over his shoulder at him, studying him. "Sure. Why not." It was like he was selling his body for a high price.
walks up behind him and kisses his cheek. 'Thank you.' He looks very pleased with himself as he grabs a towel. 'Maybe I won't sleep though_
my birthday like I do most years.'
steps out and grabs another towel as he dries himself off and hooks it around his neck when he's done. "I'll make sure to come wake you up."
((Oddly enough, I'll be in Belgium over Greece's birthday, so we should celebrate it either a day early or after I get back. _
feels bad for not having internet over Greece's big day D: ))
(( What day of the week is Greece's birthday? ))
(( This upcoming Friday. How long will you be in Belgium for? ))
((I think it's a week today, next Friday, but I leave on Thursday evening through to the following Monday 
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((haaa XD ))
(( We could celebrate it either or. When do you find you'll have more time? ))
'Not too early...' He reminds him, using the towel to wrap around Turkey's waist and pull him closer. 'You know very well how cranky_
I can be when I'm woken up too early.'
((I'm not sure at the moment, I'd probably rather do it on the Thursday but knowing the friend I'm going with I might have to spend that_
day trekking around getting things she forgets to pack. So, maybe on the Monday? I get back around midday 
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knows very well but might want to chance it anyway. He approaches the Greek turning his gaze down so he can stare into the very Green
eyes of the Greek. "I'll come by at five in the morning in that case." >D
(( That should work. Let's do that. ))
looks horrified. He knows he probably joking but still looks unsettled. 'Don't you dare...' He looks up at him, liking that they are able_
to look at each other somewhat openly. He still was a little nervous to give away all his secrets to Sadik just yet. 'If you do, I'll make_
you wish I had just drugged you.'
Sadik
thinks
he should be as open with him as he is being with the Greek. "I'll just overpower you and make you wish that you did drug me." He smirks.
scoffs. 'You couldn't overpower me. I have emotional control over you.' He claims. He does want to be open but he doesn't want to scare the_
Turk into thinking the Greek only ever really thought about him (even though that was true).
Sadik
will
give him time. There were things even he needed time to speak about too. "Emotional control my ass. Not even that stops me. You should know
better." He leans his head down a bit his lips coming closer to those of the Greeks.
'Oh, I don't know. I remember the odd occasion when I lived with you I would manipulate the situation to get something I wanted.' He_
recalls one such incident when he gave Turkey the 'You're so mean to me!' treatment so he could eat his mother's food along with his_
Turkish meals. He licks his lips, finding himself inching closer till he ghosted over Sadik's. He could feel his body heat and it made_
the hair on the back of his neck stand up in a really good way.
quirk a brow at that remembering a few incidents. He had his moments. "That was because you were cute, you're not cute anymore so this
tactic won't be working for you." He smirks before dipping down and stealing a kiss, letting his tongue run along the outside of the others
lips.
shrugs. 'Maybe I'll change my tactic. If I'm not cute anymore, maybe I can be sexy. That works on nations just as much as hum-' He is cut_
but he doesn't seem to mind. He opens his mouth and his tongue meets Sadik's and he firmly pushes at him for dominance.
accepts the challenge as his tongue swirls around the Greeks trying to push it down before continuing its exploration of the mouth he had
just recently gotten familiarized with.
eventually gives in, happy to have him explore. It made him feel more accepted and less worried about the Turk' reaction. Plus, he got to_
familiarise with Sadik's style and touch. It was better and more stimulating than he had ever imagined over the years. His curl begins to_
wriggle in obvious elation at knowing Turkey wanted him.
's comes up to craddle the Greeks cheek as he presses further with the kiss before letting his other hand loop around and down grasping,
squeezing and cupping the others ass.
hips jerk inward and he laughs into the kiss at the feeling of being groped like that. He leans into the hand as his still-wet leg runs up_
Sadik's before hooking around his thigh to press their middles together, to which he gasps a little.
groans at the pressure between them before lifting the Greek, so he was wrapped around him and carrying him to the bathroom counter,
clearing the space in a swift motion before placing him down and getting on his knees. He starts with lightly pumping at the Greeks member
trying to get him to a harden state before letting his tongue trail up the length and flick over the slit on the head.
((I'll start a PP 
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