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love (countable and uncountable; plural loves)
(uncountable) An intense feeling of affection and care towards another person.
(uncountable) A deep or abiding liking for something.
(uncountable) A profound and caring attraction towards someone.
(countable) The object of one's romantic feelings; a darling or sweetheart
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<< A certain night, a certain month. Moscow, Russia. >>
The only sound filling the room was that of moaning. On the bed, two figures melting into each other, one Prussian, one Russian. Gilbert and Ivan. The former enemies, now lovers and husbands, had been celebrating their wedding anniversary, and what better way to end such wonderful day than making sweet, gentle love…
Gilbert thrust deeper into Ivan, hitting his sweet spot time after time. He began stroking Ivan's member in time with his thrusts. Ivan moaned loudly, closing his eyes tightly and biting his lip to the blood. Gilbert pecked his lips to prevent him for hurting himself more, and pressed his tongue to Ivan's lower injured lip, asking him to open his mouth. Ivan parted his lips slightly. Gilbert twirled their tongues together. He could taste the vodka his Vanya had been drinking earlier. They pulled away, gasping for air, a tiny string of saliva still connecting their mouths.
- G-Gilbert..ah! Cu-cumming!- Ivan moaned, digging his nails into Gilbert's back.
- D-don't hold back…-Gilbert replied softly while kissing his cheek.
Ivan came onto both of their stomachs. Gilbert couldn't hold any longer and also came when he felt Ivan tighten around him. They lied down on the bed, both were a complete mess of sweat and cum. Gilbert pulled out of Ivan and wiped the cum off them both with a Kleenex before hugging him. Ivan sighed and cuddled with Gilbert. The Prussian pulled the covers over them and kissed Ivan.
- Ich liebe dich, mein Vanya (I love you, my Vanya)- he said, kissing the Russian's temple.
- Я тоже люблю тебя, Гилли (I love you too Gillie)- Ivan replied softly, feeling sleep take over him slowly. After some minutes he finally fell asleep. Gilbert smiled at the sight and kissed Ivan's forehead, before snuggling with him and letting his mind wander.
A century ago he'd have never imagined someday he'd find someone who he'd want to spend the rest of his life with; he was always avoiding marriage, but now he had Ivan. Even though he hated the Russian when he first went to live with him during the Cold War, after the Soviet Union collapsed he didn't have the heart to leave Ivan, even though he could've escaped and gone to live with Ludwig, it just didn't feel right to do so. Not after all those years they'd spent together. More than 3 decades, actually. Enough time to come to love each other. And all those things they'd gone through together… He had so much memories that had to do with his beloved Vanya.
He smiled again, feeling tired enough to fall asleep. He took a quick glance at Russia, making sure he was ok before finally joining him in dreamland.
(uncountable) An intense feeling of affection and care towards another person.
(uncountable) A deep or abiding liking for something.
(uncountable) A profound and caring attraction towards someone.
(countable) The object of one's romantic feelings; a darling or sweetheart
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<< A certain night, a certain month. Moscow, Russia. >>
The only sound filling the room was that of moaning. On the bed, two figures melting into each other, one Prussian, one Russian. Gilbert and Ivan. The former enemies, now lovers and husbands, had been celebrating their wedding anniversary, and what better way to end such wonderful day than making sweet, gentle love…
Gilbert thrust deeper into Ivan, hitting his sweet spot time after time. He began stroking Ivan's member in time with his thrusts. Ivan moaned loudly, closing his eyes tightly and biting his lip to the blood. Gilbert pecked his lips to prevent him for hurting himself more, and pressed his tongue to Ivan's lower injured lip, asking him to open his mouth. Ivan parted his lips slightly. Gilbert twirled their tongues together. He could taste the vodka his Vanya had been drinking earlier. They pulled away, gasping for air, a tiny string of saliva still connecting their mouths.
- G-Gilbert..ah! Cu-cumming!- Ivan moaned, digging his nails into Gilbert's back.
- D-don't hold back…-Gilbert replied softly while kissing his cheek.
Ivan came onto both of their stomachs. Gilbert couldn't hold any longer and also came when he felt Ivan tighten around him. They lied down on the bed, both were a complete mess of sweat and cum. Gilbert pulled out of Ivan and wiped the cum off them both with a Kleenex before hugging him. Ivan sighed and cuddled with Gilbert. The Prussian pulled the covers over them and kissed Ivan.
- Ich liebe dich, mein Vanya (I love you, my Vanya)- he said, kissing the Russian's temple.
- Я тоже люблю тебя, Гилли (I love you too Gillie)- Ivan replied softly, feeling sleep take over him slowly. After some minutes he finally fell asleep. Gilbert smiled at the sight and kissed Ivan's forehead, before snuggling with him and letting his mind wander.
A century ago he'd have never imagined someday he'd find someone who he'd want to spend the rest of his life with; he was always avoiding marriage, but now he had Ivan. Even though he hated the Russian when he first went to live with him during the Cold War, after the Soviet Union collapsed he didn't have the heart to leave Ivan, even though he could've escaped and gone to live with Ludwig, it just didn't feel right to do so. Not after all those years they'd spent together. More than 3 decades, actually. Enough time to come to love each other. And all those things they'd gone through together… He had so much memories that had to do with his beloved Vanya.
He smiled again, feeling tired enough to fall asleep. He took a quick glance at Russia, making sure he was ok before finally joining him in dreamland.
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what does Vanya mean?