Denmark

His hands travel down your chest, and move your shirt up, pulling it off and dumping it on the floor. He messages your breasts thorough the fabric, pinching your nipples making you moan and he groans when you run your fingers through his messy hair. You then move to unbutton his shirt and run your hands down his muscular arms. Denmark kisses over to your lips, making you smile while you wrap your arms around his shoulders.

“Mm Denmark,” You groan, “You’re so hot!”

“Why thank you.”

He kisses down your chest and he pulls the straps of your bra down, and then unclips it with one hand. The bra joins the other discarded clothing and he latches onto your right nipple, while gently rolling it with his tongue and your other nipple is being pinched by his right hand. You arch your back and moan, and he pulls back, gently blowing on the moist nub, hardening it, while giving the same attention to the other one. Your hands run down his sculpted chest and abs and play with his belt buckle. He chuckles and kisses back up to your lips. He gently nips at your bottom lip, and he shakes his hips, helping you lower his pants down.

You giggle, “Why do you do that?”

“Hey, you needed to speed up. I can’t wait forever,” He tugs at your own pants, and he quickly, without much of a warning for you, pulls your pants off and throws it over his shoulders, “I never thought I would see your cute little panties…oh my, you don’t wear cute panties. These, my dear, are very sexy, lacy panties. I like.”

“I knew you would~!”

You cup his cheeks, pulling him down to capture his lips again. His right hand lingers around your lower half, pulling at them, teasing your entrance with a brush of his fingers. You gasp once you feel him insert his middle finger inside you. Denmark looks at your face, noticing how pleased you look, but at the same time, moaning in pain as your walls tighten around his finger.

“Oh dear Kosovo, you’re so tight,” He coos, licking his lips, “That will make this experience even more pleasurable.”

But he doesn’t tell you how painful it would be due to it being your first time. But he forgets, due to his intoxication, and being fooled by you ‘experienced’ touches. He adds one more finger, rhythmically thrusting his fingers into you, and he kisses down your stomach, and licks your clit after pulling your panties down. You jump, gasping in surprise, arching your back in pleasure while gripping the bed sheets. The swirling of his tongue makes your whole body quiver, and you let out a shaky sigh.

“Den…Den…” You moan.

He pulls his fingers out and sits back up, examining his fingers, “All ready for me.”

He pulls down his boxers, and he pulls your hips closer to his. You can feel his erection poking your entrance, and you bite your bottom lip, knowing what’s to come. He leans down, capturing your lips with his as if to give you a silent message. You wrap your arms around his shoulders, coaxing him. He slowly slides into you, making you wince in pain.

“Mm,” You pull away, “Ah~ Den.”

“It will get better, trust me,” He kisses your lips and he begins to rock his hips.

You press your chest against his as he pushes himself deeper inside you. Then he wraps his arms around you, pulling you off the couch to make you straddle him. He holds your hips and he smirks.

“Ride me.”

You blush, your hands on his chest as you look into his eyes. You couldn’t stop yourself from moving on his shaft, and you moan from the tightening feeling between your legs. Denmark notices something’s off, and he looks down to see blood. His eyes widen, and he stops you.

“Wait!”

“Wh-what?” You ask, rather alarmed that he’s regretting everything, “Something wrong?”

“You…you’re…Kosovo…you’re bleeding,” He whispers.

“Well yeah…” You blush, “You’re my first.”

“Damn it,” He curses silently, “I can’t believe I-.”

You press your lips against his, “Please don’t…it’s alright. You didn’t take advantage of me. I seriously wanted this.”

He leans back and sighs, “Alright, if this is what you want.”

“Are you sobering up?”

He nods slowly, “I don’t get that wasted babe. Now c’mon let’s keep moving.”

He grabs your hips, forcing you up, to ride him faster. You bounce on him and grip his shoulders to keep you steady. You roll your head back and moan as you can feel something strange build up in your lower stomach. Denmark’s grip tightens on your hips, informing that he’s reaching his peak. His heavy breathing confirms your assumption when he starts to moan and grunt.

“K-Kosovo,” He grunts.

“Go, go, go!” You scream.

“Ah!” He leans up, wrapping his arms around you and presses his face into your chest as he reaches his climax, “Oh god…”

You run your hands through his now genuine sex hair, and flop on top of him as he falls back onto the couch. You kiss his neck, “It was worth it.”