| Welcome to Snowbunny. If you're Russia, enjoy torturing Prussia. If you are a guest, enjoy reading our roleplays. XD |
| Bunny+3; If having bunny ears and tail wasn't bad enough, there has to be three Russias as well. | |
|---|---|
| Tweet Topic Started: Dec 12 2010, 03:03 PM (11,093 Views) | |
| Prussia | Dec 27 2010, 01:18 AM Post #71 |
|
Gilbert Beilschmidt
|
Prussia was feeling the familiar knot as he arched his back again moving against the second Russia's fingers. |
|
"It's all a game, avoiding failure, when true colors will bleed All in the name of misbehavior and the things we don't need I lust for after no disaster can touch, touch us anymore And more than ever, I hope to never fall, where enough is not the same it was before Come feed the rain... 'cause I'm thirsty for your love dancing underneath the skies of lust Yeah, feed the rain 'cause without your love my life ain't nothing but this carnival of rust" | |
![]() |
|
| Russia | Dec 27 2010, 11:20 PM Post #72 |
![]()
Ivan Braginski
|
The second Russia stretched his fingers and searched for his prostate, kissing his ear lightly. |
|
"Metropolis, Has nothing on this You're breathing in fumes, I taste when we kiss Take my hand Come back to the land Where everything's ours For a few hours Let me see you Stripped down to the bone Let me see you Stripped down to the bone Let me hear you, Make decisions Without your television Let me hear you speaking Just for me" | |
![]() |
|
| Prussia | Dec 27 2010, 11:23 PM Post #73 |
|
Gilbert Beilschmidt
|
Prussia moaned loudly arching his back more once he felt his prostate being brushed and moved to get them in deeper. |
|
"It's all a game, avoiding failure, when true colors will bleed All in the name of misbehavior and the things we don't need I lust for after no disaster can touch, touch us anymore And more than ever, I hope to never fall, where enough is not the same it was before Come feed the rain... 'cause I'm thirsty for your love dancing underneath the skies of lust Yeah, feed the rain 'cause without your love my life ain't nothing but this carnival of rust" | |
![]() |
|
| Russia | Dec 28 2010, 01:14 AM Post #74 |
![]()
Ivan Braginski
|
The second Russia chuckled lightly against his ear and tried to get them in deeper as he added another. |
|
"Metropolis, Has nothing on this You're breathing in fumes, I taste when we kiss Take my hand Come back to the land Where everything's ours For a few hours Let me see you Stripped down to the bone Let me see you Stripped down to the bone Let me hear you, Make decisions Without your television Let me hear you speaking Just for me" | |
![]() |
|
| Prussia | Dec 28 2010, 01:27 AM Post #75 |
|
Gilbert Beilschmidt
|
Prussia winced a little not really having four before but it didn't seem to hurt for long so he didn't really care as his moans continued. |
|
"It's all a game, avoiding failure, when true colors will bleed All in the name of misbehavior and the things we don't need I lust for after no disaster can touch, touch us anymore And more than ever, I hope to never fall, where enough is not the same it was before Come feed the rain... 'cause I'm thirsty for your love dancing underneath the skies of lust Yeah, feed the rain 'cause without your love my life ain't nothing but this carnival of rust" | |
![]() |
|
| Russia | Dec 28 2010, 01:32 AM Post #76 |
![]()
Ivan Braginski
|
Russia moved his fingers, stretching them as he brushed against his prostate again. |
|
"Metropolis, Has nothing on this You're breathing in fumes, I taste when we kiss Take my hand Come back to the land Where everything's ours For a few hours Let me see you Stripped down to the bone Let me see you Stripped down to the bone Let me hear you, Make decisions Without your television Let me hear you speaking Just for me" | |
![]() |
|
| Prussia | Dec 28 2010, 01:33 AM Post #77 |
|
Gilbert Beilschmidt
|
Prussia bit his lip because he was really close and tried telling him but was too busy moaning and breathing heavily. |
|
"It's all a game, avoiding failure, when true colors will bleed All in the name of misbehavior and the things we don't need I lust for after no disaster can touch, touch us anymore And more than ever, I hope to never fall, where enough is not the same it was before Come feed the rain... 'cause I'm thirsty for your love dancing underneath the skies of lust Yeah, feed the rain 'cause without your love my life ain't nothing but this carnival of rust" | |
![]() |
|
| Russia | Dec 28 2010, 01:38 AM Post #78 |
![]()
Ivan Braginski
|
The second Russia felt him start to tighten and looked at the other two, grinning. The first one nodded and began tugging on his tail while the third one stroked him quickly. |
|
"Metropolis, Has nothing on this You're breathing in fumes, I taste when we kiss Take my hand Come back to the land Where everything's ours For a few hours Let me see you Stripped down to the bone Let me see you Stripped down to the bone Let me hear you, Make decisions Without your television Let me hear you speaking Just for me" | |
![]() |
|
| Prussia | Dec 28 2010, 01:39 AM Post #79 |
|
Gilbert Beilschmidt
|
Prussia's breath caught before a loud moan escaped as he finally released. He was still breathing heavily and leaning back against the first Russia trying to catch his breath. |
|
"It's all a game, avoiding failure, when true colors will bleed All in the name of misbehavior and the things we don't need I lust for after no disaster can touch, touch us anymore And more than ever, I hope to never fall, where enough is not the same it was before Come feed the rain... 'cause I'm thirsty for your love dancing underneath the skies of lust Yeah, feed the rain 'cause without your love my life ain't nothing but this carnival of rust" | |
![]() |
|
| Russia | Dec 28 2010, 01:44 AM Post #80 |
![]()
Ivan Braginski
|
The first Russia rubbed his sides lightly, kissing his head. "Are you tired~?" He asked as the second one pulled his fingers out. |
|
"Metropolis, Has nothing on this You're breathing in fumes, I taste when we kiss Take my hand Come back to the land Where everything's ours For a few hours Let me see you Stripped down to the bone Let me see you Stripped down to the bone Let me hear you, Make decisions Without your television Let me hear you speaking Just for me" | |
![]() |
|
| 1 user reading this topic (1 Guest and 0 Anonymous) | |
| Go to Next Page | |
| « Previous Topic · Clones · Next Topic » |







1:17 AM Jul 11