reckless_eagle | Forty-seventh Entry [Accidental Video]

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Forty-seventh Entry [Accidental Video]

[It's fairly evident that whoever made this post didn't mean to, considering that the majority of what can be seen is a Cheerios skirt. And thigh. There's a lot of thigh, too, very much exposed. And underneath dem thighs, there's another set of legs, and underneath that... one of the library tables?]

[Judging by the deep breathing and lack of panic, the people near the camera have yet to wake up.]

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[Follows all to gladly, just go back to the room, fast...]

...I'm really glad that we are married right now.

How come?

...Uhm, because of ...last night, an we'll have to do everything together now until the cuffs are gone -

Oh, that's true. That'd be like.... ohmigod-wicked awkward, wouldn't it? If we weren't married.

It is bad enough like this.

Yyyyeah, no joke.

[Hurrying up the stairs!]

[Yay, their room!

...ouch, his head. But at least they are inside. He just drops to the ground where he is, gripping his head with his free hand.]

[Poland catches sight of himself in the mirror, and just... stares, open-mouthed, blushing like crazy]

What- [When he looks up, the brunet notices that there ... is just. NO. fabric next to his face. He looks directly at Poland's thigh.

...that skirt is really, really short. For a moment, he just stares at Poland.]

[T-Tugs his skirt downwards as much as he can without the waistline moving too far down his hips, but it just doesn't work. He glances down at Liet, still blushing like mad.]

I-I...!

[He turns his head to press a soft kiss to the other nation's thigh and tugs lightly at his hand to have him sit down next to him, or better yet in his lap.]

At least you're wearing a normal fabric.

[All right, then Liet gets a lapful of Poland, who leans against his shoulder and clings to him a bit]

Y-Yeah, but like, not much of it... Why? Is yours like, uncomfy or something?

It- [Blushes and shakes his head, putting his arms around hte other nation and holding on tight.] it feels strange.

Oh, for sure? I mean, it does look a bit uncomfy...

[Runs his fingers curiously over the front of Liet's shirt]

[Shudders, the friction that that causes feels... strange. And his pants are still way too tight, and Poland shifting on them doesn't help either, nor does how the other nation is practically naked.]

P-poland!

Like, what? Are you okay and junk?

[POLAND IS OBLIVIOUS! Also, this is so not his fault, Liet was the one who pulled him into his lap XD]

[Well, calming Poland down comes first, always, even when it would be better to think about himself first...]

I ... we should really change, don't you think?

Huh? Whatever... I mean, it's like, not like anyone can see us, right? Plus, how's that even supposed to work when we're stuck together?

[For once, it's Lithuania's turn to blush and hide his face. Mainly because the blush is spreading and spreading and he feels a bit hotter than he should, and the whole situation is just so horribly embarrassing, and why can't his body just act like his mind?]

We could at least wear a bit more.

[Poland blinks, reaching down to fuss with the hem of his skirt.]

Oh, that's true... Are you like, blushing? Dude, it's totally not like you haven't seen my legs before.

[He's shy, but dude, they're in private and Liet's his husband.]

[Yes, yes, BUT. For one, he still hasn't really gotten used to the whole married thing, and, much more than that, he should not react like this in a situation like this. It just feels really inappropriate to be turned on like this when you are hungover, in clothes that you would never wear normally, and handcuffed to the other person.

The conversation with Santana didn't exactly help him feel better about it.

Still from behind his hands:] Poland, just-

[See, the thing that's not adding up here for Poland is that he hasn't actually noticed that Liet's turned on. And he wakes up totally naked from time to time and it doesn't freak Liet out like this, so he's just confused.]

Liet, you're like, kind of freaking me out. [Touches his hair gently--God, it's a mess--and speaks in a quiet, comforting voice] It's cool. We're together, so we're like, gonna be fine, right?

[Your touch really does not help. And Lithuania doesn't want Poland to notice, it's way too embarrassing. On the other hand he really doesn't want to worry him, either.]

I ... [Going to the bathroom is no alternative right now, either. Because Poland would have to go with him. After a few moments, he just gives up and uncurls a bit, looking up at Poland. He feels like his face must be hot enough to fry egs on it.] I'm alright.

For sure? You'll like, tell me if something's wrong, right?

[Touches Liet's cheek tenderly, feeling the warmth of his blush]

Ohmigod, you're like, super-warm. You totally don't have a fever, do you?

[Leaning into the touch involuntarily, Lithuania shakes his head and blushes deeper.] I ...no. It's not that. [breathing deeply] You know that you look really hot in that?

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