Rusger Oneshots

Lazy Sunday (Morning)

I'm so sorry for not updating!!

Its been more than a week ahhhhhhhh-

I'm sorry >////<

Here's a random fluffy shot-

Its kinda bad and not my best, but I hope y'all will feel the fluffiness.

If you can't than here have some candy for your journey 🍬🍬🍬

I might make (afternoon) and (night) XDXD 

If my brain will let me that is-

(writers block. Two dreaded words. Along with art block as well. Literally any form of creativity block is dreaded.)

(also should I reopen requests? Lemme know! Thank you! Danke! :D)

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Germany rose from the depths of sleep feeling pleasantly warm, and serene. It felt like how you would feel after drinking a warm cup of tea on a chill morning, and it ran down your throat refreshingly hot. He kept his eyes close, wanting to relish this feeling.

He turned his head a bit to the right, and hair tickled his nose. Germany exhaled softly, feeling the hair flutter. A hand on his waist tightened momentarily, then loosened again. 

Shuffling around, he twisted around to lay on his side. He heard a low, sleepy murmur of Russian, which made the corner of his lips lift. Still keeping his eyes closed as the last faint link to blissful sleep, he used his other senses to find his way.

Nudging a hand into movement, he came in contact with something smooth and warm. Alive. It lifted up and down slowly, with every deep exhale and inhale of air. His fingertips creeped upward, resting his palm on firm flesh, feeling toned abs and raised scars. 

With feather-like gentleness, he traced each mark, which were raised slightly above the original skin. They spanned across the whole area, some were older than the rest, each had their own story. Much like his own.

Germany's hand continued onwards on its exploration, smoothing over firm muscle and softer skin. He hummed when he'd reached the chest, feeling a steady thump-thump-thump underneath. It was very comforting, and it always soothed him through any of his problems.

"Ngh...." A low, groggy voice rang in his ear. "...perv-"

He grinned sleepily, stroking in-between two firm pecs with his fingers teasingly. They should sleep shirtless together more often, this was way more fun than if there was a piece of fabric in the way. The voice groaned again, and now he could hear sheets being moved around as the body beside him turned over.

He whined as the arm on his waist pulled suddenly, shuffling him closer. His leg bumped against another limb, ad they tangled together playfully. The low voice made a sound close to a laugh, and snuggled closer, until Germany could feel hot breath on his neck.

"Stooppp..." He whined again. "Mmhm-" The other person hummed, settling down once again on the bed. If Germany had his eyes open now he would probably see a small smirk on the gorgeous, handsome face in front of him. Eh, he could sacrifice that sight for another few moments of shut-eye.

They snuggled quietly for another few more minutes, both groggily awake but not wanting to open their eyes and break the spell of their moment together. 

"...nn-" 

"....was?" Germany asked, shifting his hand to brush up and down on the outline of a collarbone. He felt a shiver run through that body, and had to hold in a snort. His boyfriend was such a attention seeker. Not that he'll ever admit it out loud.