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"Fuck!"
"Shhhh.." Belarus cooed as Denmark's breath hitched. The ice cube on his heated skin felt as if it was going to burn right through his torso, the bed, and the floor beneath it. A tear escaped the corner of his eye as he pressed them shut.
His breathing turned into pants when the ice cube was moved a little further down his chest, closer to his right nipple but never quite touching it. The chuckle he heard coming from Belarus gave away how much she enjoyed seeing him trying so hard to keep himself composed, but failing every time.
"Argh, Norge...!"
The shout of Norway's name was accompanied by Denmark’s back arching, lifting off the mattress for just a moment, but hence having taken away all the pleasure he had been receiving.
"You’ve been close."
Norway smirked at the helpless look Denmark shot him. He knew the rules. They all did. Explaining them again wouldn't change a thing now. Stay put, flat on the mattress, or we're starting over - it's as easy as that.
Norway's hands felt hot and heavy holding Denmark down at his thighs, just like his lips had felt on his aching cock. With both the cold of the ice cube and the heat of Norway's mouth removed, Denmark felt exposed. He shivered, but it was not from shame alone.
"Colour?"
Denmark looked up at Belarus and blinked a few times until the question had been processed by his clouded mind. Colour, right.. Did he look this fucked up already? That she had to ask if he wanted to stop?
"Green! Please keep going, please... I'm so close I-"
His babbling was interrupted by a moan when suddenly the hot, velvety gloriousness of Norway's mouth and tongue was back on his cock. The lingering wetness from before had made his skin cool down a little, making the difference in temperature now even more drastic and amazing.
Denmark glanced down at Norway, watched him bob his head up and down slowly, how he teased the slit with his tongue before delving down again. He wanted to touch him, guide his head with one hand buried in his hair and mess it up in the process, make him go faster and swallow him whole.
Belarus noticed the longing look on his face and tightened the grip she had on Denmark's wrists above his head. They both knew he could get out of her hold at any time, but they also both knew even if she left his wrists unsupervised, Denmark wouldn't dare to defy her order of ‘No touching!’.
“Denmark.”
Her voice was soft but clear when she addressed him, cutting through the haze Denmark found himself in like a knife but not to stab him but only to graze his skin and call his attention.
When it took him too long to respond, Belarus pressed the remainder of the almost melted ice cube right above his belly button. She chuckled at the shout Denmark let out and the cough and piercing glare coming from Norway, when Denmark suddenly thrust down his throat.
“Sorry,” she mouthed at Norway and gave his hand a quick squeeze that told him she would make it up to him later.
The idea of being taken care of by Belarus’ very capable hands already made Norway’s cock twitch pathetically in its cage. He bit his lip to keep himself composed, but the droplets of pre-cum staining the sheets where he had been kneeling between Denmark’s legs for the better part of the last hour gave away how much effect a simple word and gesture from her had on him.
“You keep zoning out,” Belarus stated and stroked Denmark’s cheek with the back of her hand to keep him present. “Can you sit up for me?”
“Uhm.. Yes.” He looked a little confused but managed to push himself up on his elbows. With her help, Denmark quickly found himself sitting more or less in Belarus’ lap with his back flush against her front.
Norway followed Denmark’s new position, nuzzling the base of his cock and peppering kisses all over his thighs before he followed Belarus’ order and continued where they had left off. The soft lick Norway gave Denmark's cock before taking it back into his mouth made him shiver. He arched his back, only for Belarus to gently push against his stomach to keep him close.
"Stay present and keep still," she whispered. Every word tickled against the shell of Denmark's ear and he couldn't help but shift slightly, pressing back against her, eager to follow her order. "Green?" Belarus asked in a more matter-of-fact voice.
Denmark looked down to watch Norway who met his gaze with dark eyes. He took a shaking breath and nodded. "Yes, ma'm."
The formal title made Belarus smile as she reached for another ice cube from the bowl on the bedside table. They had started to melt, but there were still a few that she could use to tease her partner.
“Good boy.” She kissed Denmark’s shoulder both as a reward and encouragement. “Now put your hands on your thighs and let us take care of you.”
Right on cue, Norway sucked a little harder, hollowing his cheeks and bobbing his head a little faster until Denmark moaned and whined for more. The tips of their fingers were touching as both Denmark and Norway kept their hands on Denmark’s thighs. Norway could feel his muscles flex and his cock twitch and toned down his ministrations.
He had promised to keep Denmark on the edge until Belarus gave him permission to finish, but it was becoming increasingly difficult to hold back on pleasuring his partner when he started to get desperate for relief himself. Norway kept rubbing his thighs together and grinding his caged cock against the mattress. But watching Denmark fall apart in Belarus’ (and, admittedly, his) hands only made him ache for more.
“Shhh..” Belarus rubbed Denmark’s arm soothingly, but circled the ice cube in her other hand around his hard nipple again. “You can do it, just a little longer. Okay?” Agonisingly slowly, she let the ice cube trail down his chest, right where drops of water had already paved the way.
Denmark nodded but every word of confirmation died on his tongue and was replaced by a gasp when freezing cold burned into the skin right under his ribcage. Some water was trickling down to his crotch where Norway spread it over the part of Denmark’s cock that he couldn’t fit in his mouth in slow strokes. It tickled his skin and made him squirm, but he kept himself flush against Belarus, well aware of the consequences any misbehaviour would bring.
“Colour?” she asked in a hushed tone, bringing Denmark’s consciousness a little further to the surface again. He whimpered when she slowly dragged the small remainder of the ice cube down his body, leaving a trail of waterdrops behind on its way before it completely dissolved millimetres before it would have reached the base of his aching cock.
“Green.”
Denmark shivered. He focused his thoughts onto the soft cotton fabric of Belarus’ shirt against his back. The lack of bra allowed for him to feel her hard nipples. A sharp contrast to her otherwise soft skin and the only sign of her arousal that she couldn’t hide. Sometimes Denmark wasn’t sure why she would do this. Play with him and Norway. But in moments like this he was reminded that Belarus enjoyed this just as much as them.
Belarus kissed the side of Denmark’s neck and let her lips linger there as she reached out to cup the side of Norway’s face. “Good boy.” He looked up at her with pleading eyes. His lips were still stretched around the girth of Denmark’s cock, but he had switched from sucking and bobbing his head to merely teasing it with his tongue and keeping it warm and hard in his mouth.
She wiped away a bit of saliva at the corner of Norway’s lips, drawing a moan from both him and Denmark as she ran her thumb over the one’s lip and the other’s cock. They were so easy sometimes…
“Can you open your mouth for me?”
Another whine escaped Denmark, when Norway pulled away, giving his cock one last teasing lick before obeying to Belarus’ wish. His lips were wet and swollen but he parted them willingly. Norway’s face was flushed, his eyes dark with arousal but a little dewy from how good the little cage hurt his erection that begged to be taken care of. Belarus hummed approvingly. Oh, how much fun she would have with him. She almost pitied him for how little attention she had given Norway today, but there was still enough time to play with him later.
She carefully put a small ice cube on Norway’s tongue and ordered him to swirl it around his mouth until it had melted entirely.
Belarus chuckled when Denmark turned slightly to look at her but dug his nails into his own thighs. Horror was evident in his eyes but she could detect the layer of curiosity that was buried beneath and given away by how his cock jerked. He forced his lips apart to speak, but never got to it.
A curt nod from Belarus was all the incentive Norway needed to give the flushed tip of Denmark’s cock a tentative lick. His tongue was ice cold, burning on the heat of Denmark’s throbbing erection as he took him into his mouth again.
Denmark writhed in Belarus lap, but managed to keep himself pressed against her. He even leaned back a little more to make sure to give her no reason to take away his pleasure, to take away Norway’s mouth that burned so, so good. He scratched his thighs open in an attempt to keep his hands from wandering to Norway’s head. Everything felt so hot, yet so cold, and he was convinced he was going to burst or go up in flames if he wasn’t to find release soon.
A sob from Denmark made Norway look up at him, just to be met with a string of curses and pleas to keep going, please for heaven’s sake Norge don’t stop please don’t…
The desperation in Denmark’s voice and Norway’s eyes filled Belarus with pride. Her entire body tingled and pulsated from seeing the boys melt in her hands like those lovely little ice cubes. Her skin prickled with excitement and arousal when she picked up the last one.
“Denmark.”
He turned to her again, his eyes now half-lidded and his bottom lip swollen from biting it between moans, pleas, and curses.
She cupped his cheek with her free hand and guided him closer to her. Their noses touched, their lips not quite yet. Belarus’ hand felt like ice on Denmark’s flushed skin.
“Please come for me.”
Her voice was hoarse, for once giving away how much their play had turned her on as well. She slipped the remaining bit of the last ice cube into her mouth and pulled Denmark into a deep kiss. It was messy and scorching but freezing at the same time. Denmark barely had the strength to return the kiss. One gentle lick of Belarus’ tongue on his while Norway moaned around his cock was all it needed to fulfil Belarus’ order and his own wish for release.
He couldn’t stop himself from moving anymore, bucking his hips, fucking Norway’s throat and pulling his hair until he tapped Denmark’s thigh thrice to signal for him to let go.
Belarus only chuckled and let him do as he pleased. He had been good, so good for her.
She broke the kiss. The ice cube has long melted on their tongues and only wet traces on their lips remained of it.
“Thank you..” Denmark whispered to her as if the words were secret, never meant for anyone’s ears outside of their bedroom, and leaned in to kiss her lips one more time.
Belarus smiled, and with her smile Denmark’s face lit up as well.
God, he’s such a good boy…
“You’re welcome.”
Unlike someone else.
Her smile turned wicked as she gave Norway a pointed look that made him perk up from between Denmark’s legs where he had rested his head on his thigh. His body was trembling, his eyes glassy. Truly a sight to behold.
“You did good.” She let her gaze wander over his nacked back down to his head. “Did you come?”
He only shook his head, unable to rasp out a verbal answer.
“Colour?” Belarus asked in a more serious voice.
Norway tapped Denmark’s thigh twice.
“Green?” Denmark asked.
“Green.” Belarus confirmed.