hetalia RP

"Nobody will come, Ai can assure yw.." the other male said as he went down to his neck, kissing and biting it.
"It's bloody early so..."

"F-fine, I'm blaming you if we get c-aught..hngg R-rhys." Arthur gasped out followed by a moan.

Rhys smirked and started to move his hips a little again while he continued biting the other male's neck, leaving a mark.

Arthur's pants was getting pretty tight. So unfair. Arthur reached for Rhys' curl, grabbing it lightly.

Rhys gasped as the other grabbed his curl. His face turned a bright red and he bit his lower lip.
No please Arthur, not there! Not his curl!

A smirk curled up onto his face. Now it was going to be more fair. He stroked the curl gently. Rhys had once told him about that spot when he had accidently pulled it.

Rhys moved away from him a bit, moaning, biting his lower lip.
"N-na..A-arthur...n-not my curl...Hnn.."
That was his weak spot. It was a curly hair on the right side of his head. He had it ever since he was born, and over the years he figured out that it was really sensitive...in a bad way...

God it was bad. He was really getting turned on by that voice now. He smirked. "And why not?" he asked as he kept stroking it.

Arthur was playing dirty now, and Rhys could do nothing back. If somebody pulled that curl, his whole body would go sort of...numb.
"Y-yw...A-aah...h-hnn...know it's...s-sensitive..aah" Rhys moaned, blushing

Arthur chuckled. "You don't seem to mind it tho." He said as he tugged the curl lightly. God his pants were getting so tight now. He shouldn't get so turned on by this.