Gilbert didn't even flinch when Vash moved on top of him and it looked like he was going to be dead for a long time. Hell he looked so serene that he could have been dead other than his chest slowly rising and falling. He only moved when the other yelled in his ear. The other reacted as only one would react when being yelled in the ear and he shot awake pushing the other off of him quickly.

That was when he realized his hands were tied. At first he was going to ask why he was tied, feet still had a rope around their ankles, but the strong smell of sex is what snapped his memory back. It was still a little foggy from his mind trying to catch up and wake up. He didn't like it as he remembered and fought against the rope around his wrists colorful curses spewing quickly out of his mouth.

With his hands tied like they were it was hard for him to sit up so when he tried to even roll or anything like that the pain his backside instantly stopped that movement as well. It was obvious he was stressed now that he was awake, sober, and drug free. He couldn't help it as the night was being fast forwarded through his mind making his face turn red. Of course he used the excuse that he was getting angry for his red face but he couldn't help it as he felt his heart pick up slightly.

"Fuck!" he cursed loudly hitting his head back on the arm of the couch with his eyes closed. He was trying to get his face from blushing and just let his hands rest on his body. Now that he had calmed down for a few seconds he could feel the dry cum, what didn't rub off onto Vash on his chest and in his ass. It was enough that got put into him last night that even the simplest movement made it obvious.

The albino finally looked over at Vash when he felt calmed down but he was still glaring at the Swiss. "How can I put my clothes on if I can't fucking move?" he snapped at him just wanting to hit him or something but at the moment with him on the ground, he was out reach. That didn't mean he still had the urge to strangle the other though.

Gilbert couldn't help but not feel a hundred percent angry at Vash. It was hard because he suddenly remembered that last kiss. It took all his willpower not to let his face heat up but couldn't solve the problem of his heart beating a little faster. This was stupid! Why the fuck was he acting like a school girl with a crush? He hated the Swiss and because of last night he had even more reasons to hate him now.

Vash glared at all the cursing and fussing the other did. All the thrashing around certainly ruined his mood, too. Sure, the awakening wasn't polite and sweet, but how else could one wake the stubborn albino? Being tied up upon awakening might reasonably help his anger. The other looked beet red and positively mortified at what happened, insulting Vash's pride a bit.

The Swiss simply leaned back in and gave the other another calming kiss. No tongue, but he wanted it to last as he undid the cuffs around the Prussian's wrists. Vash gently stroked the other's hair and sighed when he ended the kiss. His mildly angry eyes bore into Gilbert's angrily embarrassed ones.

"It's too early for this crap, okay? You can remove your own ankle cuffs now. If you stay for a bit I can make breakfast while you shower. I don't want you to... be uncomfortable with all the stuff over you," the Swiss said mildly averting his gaze from all the dry semen over the other's body. Now even Vash's face turned slightly red from more than just slight anger. He actually topped Gilbert! God, he felt like he defied laws of nature! The other made such a sweetly cliché bottom, though! That virgin ass, flush face, moaning voice, begging eyes...! Vash could not help it.

"Look, you can go and pretend this never happened, but it did. We both know it was probably the best we've ever had, so calm down. You weren't raped, and you can still have your dignity in tact because I won't tell anyone. You can walk out with my come over your chest and ass or calm down and just take a shower. I'll have you know I'm treating you a hell of a lot better than how you treated me after you fucked me," the Swiss reminded with curt shortness. It was the truth, after all. Sure, he was rough, but at least he tried to prep the other, and the other did beg for him to go deeper and harder. Gilbert never acted like such a drama queen in all their decades of life.

Vash got up from Gilbert and slipped on his boxers from the night before. He felt too sweaty to try and put on all his clothes, and he needed to still clean off some of Gilbert's fluids off his body. The other really came the second time; Vash felt a bit prideful about that. He would have to wash his chest and hands before cooking. He hoped the stubborn Prussian took his offer and at least showered before leaving. Not even Vash wanted to put on his clothes, and he didn't have his chest covered in his own orgasmic evidence and a butt filled with someone else's cum.

Gilbert paused at the kiss and actually did stop moving so Vash could get the ropes around his wrists off. He looked at his wrists as he listened to everything Vash said. They looked raw but he knew it wasn't from fighting it was from him moving from pleasure. He just...he just didn't want to bottom to someone like Vash. The Swiss wasn't really one that people would see topping someone as awesome as him.

It helped that he said he wouldn't tell anyone and a shower sounded like a really good idea, if he could make it to the shower that is. His back still hurt and he moved to sit up once again stopping and ending up falling back onto the couch. He wasn't going to say anything to Vash though and hoped he didn't see him having no ability to get up on his own. He was still awesome so he wouldn't want help.

"I'll stay and take a shower." he stated looking over at Vash but then decided to try again while Vash wasn't looking to get up. He got farther this time but he was also breathing heavily as he sat up on the couch. The albino leaned back against the couch deciding to take a quick rest. He needed it already since this was his first night getting it up the ass.

"Just be grateful the awesome is staying." he pointed out hoping he wouldn't worry about him as he forced himself up off the couch. He leaned against it and used other things to help him get across the living room. Gilbert couldn't help but move slowly though because it hurt like hell to just be walking even with a support. It was probably the gun and the fact he wanted Vash to kind of hurry halfway through.

Vash sighed as he walked over and slung one of Gilbert's arms around his shoulders. Vash tried to steady the albino to his feet as he took a few steps forward with the other man. Gilbert had a few inches over Vash, but still the blond was able to act as a crutch for his... guest.

"You don't even know where the shower is. I'll just save us trouble and guide you there. You'd get lost otherwise, so just hold onto my waist," he explained the other in hopes that his help would hurt his pride less. Truthfully Vash's pride shot through the roof at the fact he was able to claim Gilbert so hard Gilbert lacked the ability to even stand, though. It worried the blond that he could've gone too rough and hurt the albino, but he knew better. The pleasure was too great to not have some consequences. Even then, the Prussian looked to be in better shape than Vash was after their first night together with reversed positions.

One hand wrapped around Gilbert's waist innocently enough, but soon it became a hassle to resist slipping his hand down and grabbing one of those sore cheeks. His juices mostly dried, but they still fell down slightly the taller's inner thighs. Gilbert's entire appearance screamed that of someone that had an amazing night of sex from the cum over him, to the raw appearance to his flesh, to his messed-up hair, or just the smell. Gilbert looked amazing.

Sick of his own perverse thoughts of Gilbert, Vash decided to lower temptation by switching to the bridal style way to carry someone. Gilbert probably hated it, especially since he didn't ask for help to begin with, but Vash felt responsible and desired to help out, regardless. The new position made it easier on his body, anyway, since Gilbert was both taller and very hard to resist taking once more.

"I'm going to help clean you up. I feel guilty. I'll make us breakfast after you're better," he said chivalrously.

Gilbert jumped at first when he felt an arm being swung over his shoulders because he wasn't expecting him to help. He thought he was hiding the pain pretty well but apparently not if the other saw it fit to help him now. He rolled his eyes trying not to say anything to make Vash drop him now that he was pretty much his support.

"I could have found the shower." he stated stubbornly but knew by then he probably wouldn't even be able to crawl his ass into the tub. Just this once, even though it was already hurting his pride as he swallowed some of it, or if there was any left from last night, he would take the help of another. "Just don't fucking expect to help me again." he glared at him for a few seconds. His eye twitched at the hand to his waist because for some reason he had a feeling that Vash wouldn't stop there and it was proven right. The other's hand lowered and he couldn't help but nearly push away from him. Seriously? Was he going to become Francis just because he got to top someone for once in his life?

"Fu..." he began to curse him but then suddenly he was picked up. He didn't know Vash would even be able to pick him up since he was smaller than him. "What the fuck are you doing?" he asked about to struggle then the pain reminded him why he wasn't moving that much. "Fucker..." was the beginning of a line of curses switching from German to English.

The albino instantly shook his head at the thought of him helping to clean him off. "Hell no. You can go cook I can wash myself." he growled still angry over the whole idea of being picked up and last night. His memory of last night was clear and his emotions couldn't be any clearer as well. He for some stupid reason felt something for the Swiss. "I want to be left alone because I'm awesome alone." he said more or less just wanting to think to himself.

Vash's eyes darkened and glared at the albino. If the Swiss was known for being cruel, he would have pinned the Prussian against the wall and told him off right there. Still, he moderately knew where the other was coming from. Just some time to think would do them both well, but that should be saved for later. Thinking was hard holding a very naked and attractive albino in your arms.

Vash did fume slightly at the other man, though. "It's never awesome to be alone, Gilbert! Trust me, it isn't," he said calmly, but with slight remorse. "No human contact, no warm body to keep you warm in the cold, no one to say hello after you've been gone, no one to tell you you're awesome, living alone certainly isn't awesome. In fact, it really fucking sucks!" Vash claimed, holding onto Gilbert tighter. Vash opened the bathroom door and resisted the urge to just drop Gilbert in the tub.

Vash bent over to adjust the water to a good, warm temperature and got more soap out from under the sink with a wash cloth. The blond looked at the albino once more before bending down and kissing him on the lips tenderly, letting a soap covered cloth trail down his chest slowly. "You're one of the very few people that don't leave me, even when I tell you too. Thanks for being a pest all the time," Vash mumbled, hoping to the point he wasn't coherent.

Vash kissed Gilbert's less dirty chest and continued to rub it clean without being too forceful; the semen stuck to the other's pale chest well. "I'm not going until you're clean. I bet you can't even bend yourself well enough to clean yourself even here!" Vash demonstrated by rubbing Gilbert's inner thigh where the blonde's juices slipped too. Gilbert almost literally was covered head to toe in cum, and Vash felt horrible that the other wasn't even in good enough shape to get it all off. "I should take responsibility."

Gilbert just wished he could turn back the clock just a little bit so he knew which drink not to take so he wouldn't have come over to Vash's drunk and horny as all get out. He tried to move in the tub when he was put in there only meeting pain once again. Even moving to bend the slightest would hurt so it would be definitely difficult to get his body washed. Just because he couldn't wash himself didn't give Vash the right to kiss him like he was though.

All of his fight seemed to be gone because of saying anything or pushing away he found himself kissing him back. What was going on with him? He didn't like Vash at all, or so he thought, and all he wanted to do was have some time to think about what the hell was going with his mind right now. His body wasn't listening to his brain and he could go as far as to say his heart wasn't listening to his body or brain. He was calm on the inside while on the outside he was freaking out about what happened.

There was no explanation as to why or how he was acting like he was other than that it was confusing as all hell. His mind was still telling him he didn't love Vash, his body was proving that wrong by responding to every touch, and his heart hurt every time he said that he could be fine alone but beat so quickly at the lightest touch. Maybe if the albino actually learned how to love instead of always being told since he was a small country that there was no time for it, it wouldn't be as confusing for him.

What was worse was that Vash was right he did find himself missing the idea of having someone close to him and being able to talk. He didn't want Vash to be right but it really couldn't be helped anymore. That was it, the only reason his body was acting like this was because it just missed being around someone! He internally smirked thinking he figured out why his body was not listening to his brain and ignored the fact that the thought made his heart hurt, he was too happy to find an explanation even if it was the wrong one. Gilbert had gotten very good at being able to lie to himself to make him feel better.

"I can fucking do it." he stated smugly but right when he tried to bend over again he leaned back biting his lip tightly. "Fine just fucking do it and get it over with." he mumbled quickly giving in so he could get the humiliation out of the way that he couldn't even clean himself.

Vash hated how stubborn Gilbert acted, but he cleaned the other regardless. Vash never would have thought he would need to clean a naked Gilbert off from an amazing night of passionate lust, but there he was, gently scrubbing every soiled crevice. Even with a clear mind, Vash felt himself succumbing to the albino's fine physique, and took more than a little pleasure seeing his love marks cover his chest.

Vash listened for Gilbert that much he could admit to but not much else. The cocky Prussian was damn annoying, that was the honest truth, but he still... kind of liked the other's company. With how pale the other was, most would assume he had little warm blood in him, but Vash knew better as he loved feeling that hot bod next to him. Vash didn't mean by sex, but just their general touch before they fell asleep holding each other close.

Vash honestly felt a bit sore as well. His thighs had never been so rough on anything before, but the Swiss would not complain. All he would do is silently desire the albino's body while he cleaned. Yet he could also feel a lot of his own sweat and cum stick to his body. Vash saw the large amount of room left in his plus sized tub, and he decided to join Gilbert.

The Swiss placed the wash cloth on the others crotch before naturally removing his pants. He hadn't bothered with underwear or a shirt, so his bare body came exposed quickly. The Swiss placed a leg on both of Gilbert's sides and leaned in for a kiss on the other's chest once more. Vash expected a fit, naturally Gilbert would throw one, but Vash couldn't imagine how the other would have enough strength to get him off.

"Gil... I'm dirty, too. We'll wash at the same time. Don't bother complaining; this tub is plenty comfortable," the Swiss said taking the cloth off and rubbing at his own chest, letting the water hit his bare back.

Gilbert honestly felt his body trying to react to the touches of just Vash washing his body. This shouldn't be happening at all dammit! He should be feeling absolutely nothing, nothing of any sort toward Vash yet here he actually had to force his body not to react. His eyes also couldn't stop roaming the other's chest if he stopped forcing his eyes to look somewhere else.

While his eyes were looking at Vash's body he realized that the other was definitely dirty as well. He was going to try and say something about Vash getting into the tub but he was stopped again by Vash's body. Seriously he had never noticed how hot the other's... He glared as he looked off to the side wondering if there was a way to get his mind to stop running on about things that were not true!

"Whatever just hurry the fuck up so I can get out of here." he stated once again not able to keep from glancing at Vash. Gilbert just didn't understand as to how he could be doing this to him now of all times. Vash would never have crossed his mind twice, even though he did tend to be in his head a lot, up until now he couldn't get the other out of his head!

The albino soon just sighed leaning back against the tub as he looked up at the ceiling. The warm water did help his ass and everything to help null it. The painkillers were beginning to kick in as well helping him feel less pain but he was sure he would still have trouble walking. He knew he would have to thank Vash for all these things but then again it wouldn't have happened if the other could keep his dick in his pants, which he couldn't.

Vash remained as professional as he could in the situational. The warm water droplets devilishly ran down his lean and toned body. The feeling of Gilbert underneath him warmed his front when the water warmed his back. Blood was flowing all through his body, and it took all he had to not let it affect him. He had to picture Russia practically naked wearing lacy undies and a frilly bra to make sure his cock didn't act up.

Still, he wanted to touch Gilbert. Vash slipped his hand between their bodies and cleaned away while Vash butterfly kissed all over Gilbert. Eventually the Swiss changed his position so that he was faced to Gilbert's feet by sitting on his chest and set his sights finally between Gilbert's legs.

More soap was applied to the cloth and Vash finally began to scrub the most dirtied area. The view was still amazing, despite the grim Vash knew his cock twitched just ever so slightly. The blond's hand gently stroked away all the dried fluids on Gilbert's inner thighs and the white curls of the Prussian's pubic hair. Vash wanted to be thorough as tease, so soaped all the way down to the other male's toes, showing a lot more of Vash's curvy bottom while he stretched down the swiftly clean to other.

Vash made sure to even clean under Gilbert's feet and under the knee, know those places always need a good scrub. When that was all done the Swiss made sure to put ample amounts of lotion and soap on the cloth before he stroke all the filth on the albino's endearing dick and slip it in the definitely marked ass. Cleaning away his own essence from the Prussian's most private of areas disappointed Vash a little, but he did it all he same, wishing he could do a little more than just clean the other and dirty him all over again.

Vash really should not be feeling such outlandish lust, but he never denied the albino's body was attractive enough to... get off to. The only difference is that now he tasted and experienced having sex in an entirely new light that made his teenage body wild with hormones. "I'm almost done..." Vash mumbled, cleaning himself off a bit more, too.

Gilbert thought he was doing pretty well thinking about his brother or anyone else that was disgusting in his opinion. He couldn't help from being pulled from his thoughts when he saw Vash turning around nearly sticking his ass in his face. How was one even supposed to begin focusing on something else other than the best ass he had ever fucked now right there in front of his face.

He found it really hard as well to keep from feeling aroused as Vash began to clean off his dick and then slowly move down to his ass. He couldn't help but tense up when he felt his finger going inside of him and he bit his lip tightly. His arms almost wrapped around the other but he finally got his restrain that was needed for this type of situation.

"About time you're almost done..." he said even though his voice sounded just a little strained because it was a little hard not to sound in pain or pleasure at the moment. Something was definitely wrong with him and how he was really beginning to find himself only focusing on the Swiss. "Okay you're done."

The albino wasn't sure of how much longer he could deal with this that is why he moved his hands to push Vash back down onto the floor of the tub so his ass wasn't right there in plain sight. Gilbert almost made his hands stray too long onto the other's body when he finally pulled his hands away. "Can we get out now?" he asked testing to see and when he moved it didn't hurt as bad. He just still wouldn't be able to walk normal no matter how much he tried.

Vash did not expect to be pushed on the cold tub floor, but was grateful that the albino left it at that. Vash got up and took the spray hose to clean off the suds and then turned the water off. Gilbert looked like he really wanted to get up on his own, and Vash wish he could. Gilbert had been prepped and lubed as best Vash could, so he didn't know why the other looked so helpless. Vash really would take note about not so blatantly pounding into the other's hot ass next time, even if the other begged.

The strain in Gilbert's voice also worried the Swiss. A sore throat always annoyed Vash after yelling. With the way the Prussian liked to talk and ramble, Vash hoped some old family recipe would help. The blond wanted to repeat the night over and over again, but he wanted the other to feel decent after the pleasure, at least.

Regardless, Vash knew his fun was done as he got out of the tub and tried to shake dry, which mostly failed. The Swiss cursed his lack of preparation as he realized he had brought no change of clothes or towels. With a German curse mumbled under his breath, Vash turned to Gilbert and sighed.

"Stay here a little longer. I'll see what should fit you and get towels right away!" the blond said before hurrying off. The towels were in a closet right beside the bathroom door, but the tricky part was finding clothes for the larger albino. As much as the other would fuss about it, Vash knew he only had one outfit large enough.

Vash ran to his room and pulled on some boxers, slacks, and a t-shirt for himself quickly before going to his nightwear drawing and pulpit out a frilly navy blue and lavender pajama outfit. Liechtenstein made it as one of her first projects for him when she didn't know his size well. He never dared to wear it, but it was the only thing Prussia could use, and went back to the bathroom, placing the clothes beside the sink.

"Time to get you up, I'll put the clothes on you."