The Attempted Date, part 1.

MSN Messenger RP ~ The date of Sweden & Finland 

Rated M(ature) and all that jive. You’ve been warned.

NSFW if you have someone reading over your shoulder (Boss, Mom, husband, teehee)

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Sweden raced down the lanes excitedly in his (yes ladies and gents, THE car!) Koenisegg, which has become a character all its own, to go on what would be a first real date with Finland.  Pulling up to the house, he quickly exited and made his way to the door.

“The door is open!”  Finland yelled as he heard Sweden approaching the house.  Timo himself stood by the mirror in his hallway, trying desperately to style his hair, which once again had a rebellious day. 

Sweden pushed the door open to find Finland standing there, trying to fix his hair.  His eyes twinkled at this little scene.  A tiny smile quickly followed.  ”Timo…hej….”  He closed the door, walked up to other man, and wrapped his arms around him.

“Hel på dej” Timo said.  He gave up trying to make his hair obey and instead turned to kiss Berwald.

Berwald’s hands snaked up to Timo’s neck as he kissed him.  He hesitantly pulled away.  ”You ready?”

“Yeah, my hair is a lost cause,” Finland smiled and straightened Sweden’s collar, which he had accidentally rumples as they kissed.  ”You look good!”

“Hair’s fine really.  An’ thank you,” Sweden just stared.  ”You look good too, mmm…”  Sweden pulled Timo to him and nuzzled his neck. 

Timo hummed at Berwald’s actions, inhaling his cologne.  ”Should we get going, Sve?  Before I get too excited and just take you here on the floor?”

“Mmm, don’t tempt me, please…”  Sweden flashed a most wicked little grin.

“Oh, I’m the one tempting?”  Timo smiled and kissed Berwald passionately. 

Berwald sank into the kiss and gently pushed Timo against the wall, running his hands up and down his chest.  Breaking for air for a moment Berwald hissed, “Look…what ya do to me…”  He pressed his body against Timo.

“You have the same effect on me” Timo chuckled.  He locked his hands behind Sweden’s head and leaned in for another kiss.

Berwald started grinding against the Finn, enjoying this moment of pure lust, hands wandering to the other’s hips. 

Timo let out a tiny sound of pleasure as he felt Sweden move against him.  ”We’re doing this in the wrong order.  This comes after the date” Finland said between kisses.

Sweden paused and chuckled.  ”Yer right.  Sorry.  Can’t help it.”  He gently placed a well-meaning kiss on Finland’s forehead.  ”Mmmokay.  You ready…fer real now?”  He took a step back and straightened his glasses.

“I’m ready,” Finland said, straightening his jacket.  He took one final look in the mirror.  ”Let’s go!”  He said and grabbed Sweden’s hand.

Sweden nodded and made sure his coat covered him properly in case anyone was outside.  Trying to calm down his obvious excited state from visibility, the Swede simply gritted his teeth and made his way to the car.  Once inside the all-important question arose, “Where are we off to?  You hungry?  Wanna go drink?  Movie?  Whatever ya want.”

“I want to be alone with you,” Timo answered.  ”How about we find a park, take a nice walk, and then go have dinner?” 

“Perfect” The engine roared to life as it raced down the road to its destination.  As they neared one park, Berwald looked over.  ”Is this OK?”

“Yeah.  Let’s pull over here!”  Timo answered.  Berwald parked the car, and they both got out.  Timo let his hand run over the hood of the car “You know Berwald, you’re sex on legs, and your car is sex on wheels.  And I get to ride both.”

Berwald actually sputtered out laughing.  So few in the world could make him do that and he was lucky to be in Timo’s presence.  He blushed and calmly said, “Ride us both, va?”

Timo smiled a cocky grin at Sweden’s reaction.  ”Jadå, I’m privileged like that.”  He took Sweden’s hand as they started walking. 

Berwald smirked.  ”Keep making jokes like that an’ we’ll never get to enjoy our walk.” 

“Oh,” Finland grinned, “and why is that?”

Berwald suddenly pulled Timo close to him.  ”Cos with me, you’ll end up behind those trees an’ bushes there.”

“Hmm, I wouldn’t actually mind…”  Timo smiled, letting his hands rest on Berwald’s chest. 

“Mm.  I thought ya wanted to take a walk…”  Sweden looked around to find the park empty before reaching up and touching Timo’s face, other arm still around his waist.

“I did, but you come up with such good ideas!”  Finland smiled, placing a hand over Sweden’s.  ”Of course we should look presentable at dinner, huh?”

Sweden nodded and pulled Finland away with him from the lamppost’s glow and into the dark.  ”You drove me crazy at yer house an’ yer doing it again here.”  He crushed his lips against Timo’s own. 

Timo smiled into the kiss and pressed himself close to Berwald.  ”I just love it when I can get a reaction like this from you.”

“S’not hard to do, really,” Berwald’s hands dipped to Timo’s lower back.

Letting his hands wander, Timo touched Berwald’s ears and hair, while kissing him deeply.

Sweden pulled away from the kiss and let his lips wander down to Timo’s chin and down to his neck.  His breathing was becoming erratic, excited.

Finland could feel a growing problem in his pants.  ”Are we really doing this here?” he asked, already slipping Sweden’s jacket over his shoulders.

Sweden pulled away, breathless.  ”Don’t know…no one’s here but…that’s not to  say no one’ll be. We’re not that protected.” 

Finland pondered for a moment.  He looked up to meet Sweden’s eyes.  ”We’ll just have to be quick.”  Timo said with a grin.

Berwald’s eyes widened.  ”Quick?”  He realized they were of the same mind.

“I do you, you do me” Timo said, and started to undo Berwald’s pants.

Berwald watched as his pants were yanked down and his throbbing member came almost crashing out. A tiny moan escaped his throat.

“Kiss me,” Timo said as he leaned closer.  His hand shamelessly went for Berwald’s cock.

Sweden leaned in and groaned softly into Timo’s mouth when he felt a warm, soft hand on that painfully hard heat between his legs.

Giving Sweden’s member a couple of experimental pumps, Timo broke the kiss to give some attention to Berwald’s neck, placing kisses and nibbling his way down to Sweden’s  collarbone. 

Berwald jerked his head up, giving access to his neck.  Tiny gasps could be heard from his lips as he felt Timo on his collarbone, which by the way, was a very sensitive spot for him.  His hands wandered down Timo’s body, hands pressing against the swollen bulge in his lover’s pants.

Timo gasped when he felt a hand touching him.  He placed his hand on Berwald’s cheek, gently pulling him down to a kiss, while his hand moved up and down on Sweden’s cock.

Sweden eagerly went in for a kiss; he was breathless from this attention.  Touch starved could not even begin to describe him, and he was enjoying every sensation Finland was giving him.

Timo loved the little noises and gasps he could emit from the Swede.  Finland stroked his thumb over the head of Berwald’s member, hoping to receive even more of the wonderful noises.

Berwald closed his eyes in an aching frown. He gritted his teeth, and choked on cries as he dared not to make too much noise, lest someone happened to be passing by.  It was almost painful.  Timo’s touch was driving him so close. 

Determined on bringing Berwald to a climax soon, Timo started pumping him with more  force.  The risk of getting caught genuinely excited Timo. 

Berwald hissed, “Timo…nhn…”  His hand wandered to Timo’s backside and Berwald gave a firm squeeze.  He muttered more to himself something about “sexy” and “ass” and with that Berwald gasped and screwed his eyes shut as he shot out his seed all over the ground.

Timo could not help but laugh at Berwald’s half-muttered comment about his ass just before he came.  Finland kissed his lover’s jaw and ear.  ”Your turn, kultaseni,” Timo breathed.  His own erection was getting painful.

Still seeing stars, Berwald pulled it together and turned his attention to Timo.  He  cupped his large hands about that angelic face and pulled it up, exposing Timo’s neck.  Hands spread down to his chest, gently pinching the nipples underneath the shirt.  One hand continued while the other slid onto Timo’s pants, abruptly but quickly undoing them.  Berwald brought his lips to Timo’s ear as he found that swollen heat.  ”Mmmm…”  He growled into the other’s ear, licking it while his hand covered that very hard cock and began pumping it.  

As far as Timo was concerned, there was nothing sexier in the world than Berwald’s hands.  And to feel those hands on himself made Finland purr in pleasure.  If he could have, Timo would have moaned Berwald’s name loudly over and over.  Instead, he whispered incoherent encouragements in a mixture of Finnish and Swedish.

As exciting as it was to be out in the dark, Berwald wished they were somewhere more private.  One day, he thought, they will go out in a dense private forest, under the stars, a kink Berwald enjoyed.  But for now, hearing that sweet voice Timo’s native tongue and then in Berwald’s, was just as perfect as it could be.  Sweden let his lips and teeth graze on the side of Finland’s neck, with one arm wrapped around his waist and the other on that building heat.  He began running his tongue up and down that silky neck as he continued stroking.

Finland shuddered in sheer pleasure when he felt Sweden’s tongue on his neck and his strong, warm arm around his waist.  With Sweden’s rapid pumping, Timo came onto the other one’s hand, breathing heavily.

“Du e’ så jävla sexig,” Sweden breathing started to normalize.  He stared at Finland, breathing still jagged.  ”Love to watch you come.  So beautiful.”

Finland smiled, slowly coming down from his climax.  ”Du med Berwald, sex on legs, as I said,” Timo grinned.  ”Your broad chest and your big hands, your voice…  It’s a wonder I don’t come just by looking at you,” He cupped Berwald’s face and brought him down for a sweet kiss.

Berwald melted into that kiss.  Simply melted.  The way Timo would put his words together, they way he could articulate so perfectly, he let himself be washed away with those thoughts in that kiss.  Pulling away, he looked around.  ”I, ah, we better get ourselves back together.  Erm.  how ‘bout that walk?”

“Right, the walk.  We’re really bad at these traditional dates, aren’t we?”  Timo laughed and zipped his pants.  He tried to smooth the wrinkles on his shirt and pants.  He then took a step back and turned around a few times.  ”So tell me, do I look presentable, or do I look like I just had a crazy hot make-out session behind some bushes in some park?”

Berwald chuckled.  ”Så söt.  It looks like we had dessert ‘fore dinner.”  He straightened himself out and held out his hand.  ”Mmm, lessee what else happens on this un-traditional date.”

Timo took Berwald’s hand and they started walking down a small road.  Some trees were planted on the side of the pathway, and a small lake could be seen on the other side of the park.  Finland enjoyed the fresh air and Berwald’s warm hand holding his. 

Berwald looked up at the stars.  The sky was so very clear and the air was crisp.  A tiny smile appeared as he turned slightly to look at Timo.  He squeezed the other’s hand in response.

“This is nice,” Timo sighed happily.  ”We’re almost like a normal couple”

“Almost,” Berwald said, amused.

Finland laughed.  ”We’re too good to be entirely normal, see.”  They proceeded to walk in slow phase around the park.  Timo was chatting this and that, telling about the arguments in the Euro-meetings, the presidential elections, movies, videogames, and everything else that came to his mind.

Berwald just loved listening to Timo talk.  Maybe they were not normal, but they fit each other like two puzzle pieces.  That sweet melodic voice gave Sweden no need for his own words.   In addition, it was not just because of Finland’s voice but they way he said things, they just made Berwald smile like no one could.  

“Sorry, Sve, I’m blabbing away as usual” Timo said, looking up to Berwald.  ”I have missed spending time with you.”

Berwald stopped abruptly.  He slowly shook his head, smiling.  He simple said, “I’ve missed you.”  He pulled Timo close to him in a gentle embrace.  He whispered into Finland’s hair, “Really missed you.”

Burying hid face into Berwald’s jacket Timo leaned into the embrace.  ”I’m back now,” he said, “sorry it took so long.”  He reached up for Berwald’s neck to pull him down to a kiss.

Sweden slowly brought his lips to meet the Finn’s lips.  He really did not care that it took a while, he was only glad he was here now, holding Finland like this, kissing him.  He just wanted Timo to know how much he appreciated him, desired him.  He never wanted Finland to feel anything less than he deserved.  For Berwald it was not anything new, he always wore his heart on his sleeve, even if to the untrained eye he just looked intimidating.  Anyone who cared to look carefully could see that.

If Timo’s stupidly manly ego had allowed it, he would have wept of joy.  Being able to be so close to Berwald, to want him and to feel wanted, just felt amazing.  Like he could survive anything, even Mr. Soini as president or a whole week without vodka, as long as he had Sweden.

After the kiss, Sweden then kissed Finland’s hair, hugging him for just a moment more before saying “You hungry?  Cos, I am.”  Sweden being not exactly a small person, needed food.  A good amount of food.

“I’m starving,” Timo answered.  ”Let’s get dinner!”  They started to make their way back to Sweden’s car.

“Where an’ what shall we eat?”  Berwald stomach growled a little at the idea of food as he started the engine and got the music swinging on the stereo.

Timo chuckled at the noises coming from Berwald’s stomach.  ”First place we find?  I’m fine with anything.”

To be continued….part 2