[IC] Now, I'm here at home, with Mads keeping me warm<3
"You're finally back, where have you been all that time?!" she demands, pushing her hands into her hips.
carefully slips out of the jacket. "She's been talking to Onkel Roderich and Tante Elizabeta... That's were I found her."
"Oh son! What a gentleman!"
[[Fff, talking to yourself. <u>]]
(( =3= I know. It annoys me more than anybody else. ))
grunts. "She didn't bring a jacket, what else was I supposed to do without freezing my own ass off?"
"Son, you better stop being grumpy about it."
"At least, She didn't catch cold.
sneezes a bit.
"Oh dear....daughter. Come come. The fireplace is on."
follows daddy to the fireplace, taking Mads' hand.
[lol ]]
Mads
is
dragged along, feeling his cheeks up. "What about dinner?"
"We can have dinner in front of the fireplace."
"I didn't know when you would return, so I planned it a little later than usual. You have half an hour."
"Wife, let them enjoy the food a bit longer... it's really cold outside."
frowns a little. "I meant you three can sit in front of fireplace for half an hour, dinner will be on the table then."
pulls Freya to sit on his lap in the living room, wrapping a blanket around their shoulders.
"OH! I'm sorry! My mind was off in somewhere else... Sorry! sorry!" He laughs as he rubs the back of his head.
purrs softly against Mads.
ignores his parents, building a shelter for his sister with his body.
frowns at her husband, then sighs. "I don't want to know where..." She turns around and leaves for the kitchen again.
"Luise..." He walks off to try to console her.
(( ... I want to see that. xD ))
(( dramamamamam ))
(( XD ))
"Baby, It's not my fault that my brain is like exhausted from the work in my room all day, and look. My hair is now turning to gray!"
picks at his hair.
looks up. "You're blonde, there isn't much to be seen," she says matter of factly, chopping a few herbs
pouts. "Okay, that is not a good excuse... HM. How about this? My gray hairs can be good for aging, because no one can mistake me as a older
brother of my son." He chuckles, jus to lighten the tension.
chuckles as well, not really angry, just a little bit annoyed. "I hope nobody doe thats..."
"oh! You are laughing!"
"Yes, I am," she grins, poking your nose. "I'm not angry at you."
"I thought you were! Because... because... you were like frowning!" He pouts.
smiles, running her thumb over that pouting lip. "I almost always am, you know?"
"You shouldn't.... I'll kiss away your frown." He immediately gathers you into his arms and kiss you on lips.
snorts, shakes her head, but allows it for a while, hugging you back around your waist.
"I know I'm cheesy. But hey, you looked cheerful." He is very happy.
He didn't know what's going on in the living room. His children are now cuddling up like couples would do.
"Mads, I hope they don't know what are we doing."
sighs. "I hope so, too... we have to be careful though," he mumbles, unable to run his hands over his sisters sides though.
"It's hard to be careful when your hands are over me." She giggles.
"Oh. Sorry." stops moving his hands
"Nah, it's fine." She covers the blanket over the back of the neck so no one can see her arms around the neck.
Mads
feels
like an egg now, but continues caressing your back.
"Hm..... Seems to me that Mother and Daddy are kissing now."
"...yeah, probably," he mumbles, knowing that they like to do that when they thing the kids aren't around.
pouts.
"What?"
"Nothing."
frowns
"what?"
"Don't what me, you started it," pouts/frowns.
looks innocent.
pulls your cheeks.
"ow!"
"Talk to meeee!"
"Well.... because they are free to kiss anywhere."
"...of course they are. They're married," he says matter-of-factly.
"Not that I'm dumb or anything. Just noting."
sighs. "Yeah, well, um, you DO know that we are not normal, right? And not everybody is as... accepting as Tante & Onkel."
"Totally."
"In fact... in most countries it's banned to have an incestuous relationship," he sighs. "In the worst case, I'll have to go to jail."
"Nh. I don't want you to go to jail....
If only we have a higher authority power to change the law."
"Yeah... well, we have to be careful then," he sighs. "I'm sorry.. there will be no lovey-dovey dates outside for us, I fear." He looks down
with an apologetic kicked puppy look.
"what's with lovey-dovey dates? We haven't date yet!"
chuckles. "I meant we can go out, but only as brother and sister, you know?"
"Oh yea.... no holding hands, no lovey-dovey gestures." She makes a face as she wiggles in the blanket because she is hot.
"holding hands yes, but not... well, you can guess it. Definitely no making out in public," he sighs.
lowers the blanket al ittle, because he's hot, too
"TIME FOR DINNER!"
"oh! Dinner!" She quickly kisses you on lips as she leaps from your lap, with the blanket strewn over the couch.
gets up grumbling and follows everybody into the kitchen to eat there.
looks a little flushed as she serves dinner.
old!Denny
is
wearing a happy grin, as he sits down.
frowns at his parents, knowing they made out just before dinner. Pokes his steak tentatively to see if it's burnt.
Freya
is
smiling like a good girl, though she did know what's going on. She put on a slightly crooked smile.
"The steak still taste good." is eating up his steak with a fresh glee.
frowns a little still, but shrugs it off and eats it.
"Stop frowning, bruder.... It's still tasty."
"What do you mean, /still/?"
"Meaning that you put a lot of love in this meal." He chuckles.
Germany
gives
her daughter a /look/, but blushes just a tiny little bit as she takes a bite.
giggles and gives her daddy a secret signal. "You are still smooth!!!!"
saw that and rolls his eyes as he gives daughter a secret signal to respond. "Yea. I know really."
Mads
wonders
what those two are talking so secretly about.
narrows her eyes at both of them.
Just smiles as she starts eating.
old!Denny
gives
His wife an innocent look of a good husband.
narrows her eyes a bit more because she knows he's not innocent.
"So, er, Freya, what was so important that you had to discuss it with Roderich and Elizabeta?" meaning 'why didn't you come to /me/ first?'
"Oh, Well.... I don't know how to do my music assignment, so they understand my weakness there."
raises an eyebrow. "And why didn't you tell us where you were?"
"I Just forgot... I have music assignment in my mind.... I was very focused in getting a good grade." She smiles.
does not believe you one word, but smiles just like that back. "I see."
"I did enjoy Uncle Roddy's music though."
"It was so long..."
"I am glad that Mads found you in time though..." she looks at him, questioning him just /how/ he managed to find her in time.
"He knows Uncle Roddy's music. That is obvious."
(( gimme a second. ))
"Cellphone, mom, cellphone," he mumbles, having gotten a message from Roderich earlier.
(( pfft, on the other hand I think that Austria is technophob. XD ))
"huh?" She looks dumbfounded, but will not argue.
"... I asked Uncle Roderich if Freya was over at his house," he sighs. "After phoning everybody and their cat."
What a lie, she thought. But very convincing.
"Really?" She really needed to talk to Roderich later.
*..... not convincing.*
Freya
is
now mentally facepalming.
old!Denny
is
sensing some kind of drama going on. (( PFFFT ))
FROWNS at her daughter. "excuse me?"
"I didn't say anything."
(( fuck xD ))
(( pretend mom said that. ))
glares at his sister.
(( fuck you, mom. xD ))
(( =3= ))
telepathically send thought, "WHAT THE HELL, MADS?!" aka: narrowing her eyes at Mads and downward frowns.
sends back a "I have a flawless plan, don't ruin it"-movement of his eyebrows.
"Fine." with a roll to eyes.
clears her throat. "I am expecting an answer."
just look cute.
"That look won't work on me, young lady."
*Help, Mads. I have no idea....*
"Please tell us why you gave your brother a look that said that his /lie/ wasn't very convincing, Freya."
"h-huh? Erm.... Because... because... I didn't hear Uncle Roddy using the cellphone! So, Mads came in because the window was open, so the
music was flowing outside."
Mads
wants
to facepalm.
"No, he really did call me," he sighs. "After I had called Uncle Francis, Uncle Antonio AND uncle Lovi."
"Ah....ah....."
(( *grumbles* ))
Freya
wants
to cry now, since she did mess up."
(( ignore the " ))
"Maybe you just... didn't hear it because he called me after he left you to talk to Tante Eliza."
"Maybe.... I was really engrossed in talking about cooking with her."
frowns. 'Cooking? Ah, whatever.'
"Yes, cooking."
"You exchanged recipes? How nice! Why don't you show us what you learned from her... this weekend or so?"
smiles. "Sure, Mother. I'll cook you something superb." Even though, she did a first try at cooking, her food will still be tasty. All she
Freya
needs
to look up on net for Hungarian food.
"Nice, we can go shopping together for that. What about you cook on Sunday?"
"Sure. Sunday is always the best day."
STARES and hopes he isn't caught doing that. "Freya? Cooking for all of us? Pfft!"
shoots her son a /look/ that makes him shut up immediately. "Maybe you want to help her?"
smirks a bit.
' face falls. "Ugh..."
telepathically send the thought again with a happy look, "At least you can be with me like this. rather than going on lovey dovey dates."
sighs. "Sure."
"Yay~"
"Nice," she smiles. "You tell me what you'll need, I'll give you some money and you two go shopping on Saturday."
"Sure. I'll get the recipe after I finish eating the dinner. Is it okay?"
"That's fine, you must have notes from Elizabetha somewhere in your bag, right?"
"Yep!" Shit. Oh shit.
"Very well. Show them to me after we're done with the dishes, okay?"
shoots her a look, thinking, 'We're screwed.'
"Okay, mother."
*Shut up, honey.* She smiles curtly at Mads.
"Yummy. I do really want to try Freya's food!"
smiles back sourly, then sighs, raking a hand through his mohawk style hair.
"Of course you will be doing the cleaning afterwards, too, yes`?§
"Of course."
"Of course."
"Good, then you can practice by doing them for me now, while your dad and I enjoy sitting in front of the mantlepiece."
Freya
gives
her perfect smile. "Sure, Mother. Since, this is a good practice for me."
grumbles, not amused.
Freya
gives
Mads a look. "A good practice for me to become a housewife. joking."
Mads
gives
her a half-annoyed look.
"Anyways, thank you for the meal, mother. The steak is very tasty. I'll get the recipe first for you to read over. How about that?"
nods. "Please do."
"Okay!" She goes up to her room as soon as possible and get the recipe fresh from the net, and copy the words by words down in Elizabetha
's perfect writing.
(( XD))
(( what? ))
cleans off the invisible sweat on her forehead. "Done." She smiles, then she puts some comments of her own to make it a bit messy.
(( please continue. ))
And then she returns to the dining room with her writing, completely finished with memorizing from the paper.
"Here, mother. this is what Aunt Elizabeta has given me."
takes the paper and looks it over, raising an eyebrow
Freya
gives
a thumb up to Mads.
"Elizabetha wrote this down for you?"
"Ja. And I put down some of my comments as well if we don't have any real ingredients."
"Aha," she says, but thinks something is fishy with this.
"does this Recipe need an approval stamp?"
"No, it's fine," she says and hands it back.
"tak!"
"Now, we can clean the place up!"
rushes off to the kitchen.
finished taking the dishes to the kitchen...
Freya
needs
a cloth to clean the table.
takes her husband's hand when the children are both in the kitchen.
"Hm? Ja, Luise?"
"I'm not sure what it is, but there is something fishy about that piece of paper."
"Really? It does look like a normal recipe paper."
"I just... have a feeling in my guts..."
"I think she did something to it. "
"Okay, I'll trust your gut then. I need to support you, Ja?" He smiles.
"Because she reminds you of you when younger?"
"Yes, you do. You are on my side," she says and raises her hand with the wedding ring. "And what do you mean?"
"Because.... because... you two are very clever."
huffs when he says that and crosses his arms like a proud man he is.
raises an eyebrow. "I will find out what's going on there..."
laughs and then kisses you on cheek. "My detective Luise."
"Elemtary, watson."
elementary*
(( /is laughing so hard ))
((...nomnonom))
chuckles. "Yes, Sherlock."
"Well, my dear Watson..." she says, then smirks, remembering the old times. "...This brings back memories."
"Memories.... How nostalgic."
"Mhm..." she smiles like the cheshire cat.
"Mother! I have finished cleaning up!"
[[lmao good interruption]]
moves back from where she was drawing a line up her husband's chest, and looks over her shoulder at her daughter. "Good!"
"Now finish your homework!"
"Roger!" She grabs Mads and goes back to her.
room*
blinks and blushes hard.
"Want to take this... to the bedrom?" she mumbles, drawing an idle circle on his chest.
Mads
is
pulled to his sister's room.
"J-j-ja...."
smirks. "Good puppy."
wags his invisible tail.
(( /amused so much ))
(( /hopes the other tail wags as well ))
((Woof ))
takes her puppy's leash and pulls him to the bedroom.
When did she put the leash on him?!
when they were married... maybe a little before. XD
(( /lol suddenly had an image with the parents making out in a room and their children in another. fabulous. ))
(( /totally had the same image ))
old!Denny
has
no recall about the dog collar on his neck....
(( DURHURHUR DO EEET ))
*;;;;; I think I'll be experiencing Luise's sadistic side now.*
it'S not on his neck, honey
(( Please do tell me where. Or else I'll fail ))
(( the ring? ))
(( Oh. /has weird image. ))
old!Denny
is
dragged with his hand outstretched, stumbling. *Why. WHY."
's invisible tears are running down.down f
Germany
is
a happy waifu
Ah, Luise reached the bedroom door....
pulls him inside with a smile. "Now... let's continue where we started before dinner..."
"O-o-okay..... I await your.... erm... punishment."
tilts her head. "Punishement?"
"Ignore my wording... " He was blushing too hard because of the S&M he has been surfing on net.
tilts her head. "...what have you been reading?" she asks as she narrows her eyes.
old!Denny
is
grinning like his own self, but there is sweat coming down. "Erm... erm.... ah.... "
worried look. "What's wrong? Why are you so scared? Did I do something?"
"N-no, you didn't do something.... Okay, the truth is I read some S&M stuff on net." he is now all red, the steam is coming out of his ears.
blinks, staring at him dumbfounded. "...and?"
"And... and... I'm your slave just for today." *OHSHITSHEISGOINGTOBEMADOMFGOMFG!*
STARES, just stares for a moment. Then she starts smirking. "Heh. You'd like that, huh?"
"Yea.....?
"Are you sure?" she asks, placing her cold hands on your naked skin under your shirt.
"Sure. I'm ready."
shivers under the touch of yoru cold hands.
"Then tell me... how hard do you want it? Do you want some simple domination play... or do you want /pain/?"
[[<3]]
"I don't mind any.:
raises an eyebrow.
"Really. The truth."
"That's... not an answer to my question, /puppy/," she growls and pinches a nipple. "I asked what you wanted... Do you want pain?"
hisses in pain. "Pain. Ja!"
twists the nipple a little harder after that. "Pain, is it then."
*shit. shit. shit.*
raises an eyebrow, slightly amused. "Or is this too much for you already?"
huffs in macho way, without showing pain. "Nej!"
twists those nipples harder. "Really? I know what a wimp you really are, so if you feel it... let it out."
old!Denny
gives
you a twitchy look and then let out a scream!
smirks. "That's better." She caresses the abused nipples lovingly.
"..... wow, Dad is a best screamer."
(( XD ))
(( /too lazy to open firefox ))
"And he is loud too. I do wonder if you can scream like that."
"..." He wonders what their parents are doing, and when he thinks about it, he blushes.
"...hm. Your cheeks are red."
looks away, rubbing the back of his head sheepishly. "s-so?"
"You seem to know what are they doing now."
*snorts* "It's obvious, isn't it?"
"I know they were doing sex but what kind?"
Freya
gives
you a steely look for fun.
"... er, well, seems like... daddy likes it when mommy hurts him."
(( DO IT FREYA-- /shot ))
(( XD! ))
"No, that's not what I'm saying."
"...but that's basically it," he says, frowning.
listens. "Did you hear the whipping sound?"
>> "..."
smiles. "You should know this one." She have this intuition to know what guys like to do online.
"Oh, I do, but don't you think it's pretty obvious?"
"I know. But I just want you to say it out loud." She whispers back.
"... " e.e; "They like BDSM."
pats head. "Good boy."
"I still don't get why you made me say that."
"You don't need to know what's my reason."
"...Well, it DOES concern me, so I want to know"
*;;;;; Kids are talking out loud.*
mentally facepalm, but then winces when you caress his abused nipples.
"Seems like I have to make you focus on me only, huh?" She says with a frown and slaps your ass. "Undress!"
yips, as he gets to working on his shirt buttons, and then disarms his jeans in time.
"Psh. a slap to butt. Okay, you know why? Because, I just like you to say it out loud for fun and also you seem to know the sexplay."
(( *laughs* ))
gets a riding crop out of her closet. "Bend over."
"I don't think it's so much fun," he mumbles. "I think it's quite ridiculous."
"Y-yes, Ma'am." He bends over.
"It's fun to tease you." >w> <3
smiles, then hits you /carefully/ with the crop.
A hit to his ass, but he is trembling a bit.
"How is that?"
=3= "I don't feel very much teased tp be honest."
pouts. "You are too cute."
pokes you in head.
Mads
is
poked. Counters with a tackle and a tickling attack.
shrieks in surprise and is laughing so hard.
"H-h-harder...."
tickles you more so he doesn't have to hear their parents going at it /again/.
Laughter tears are coming out of her eyes, as she tries to block the attack.
uses this to his advantage to touch you about everywhere.
She uses her foot just to shove into the solar plexus.
Mads
says
"ouf", but is used to it and uses his superior strength to his advantage
*Rats! You always use everything as an advantage!* She tries to wrestle her wrists out, but not working. Until she is now conscious
that she is in the sexual position.
"Harder? You can have that," she smirks and swings the crop harder.
realizes that in the same moment and flushes deeply, but ceases his tickling, just to hear his father's pained screams of lust.
screams.
"E-e-erm......"
swallows thickly. "Why do they have to do it here?" he grumbles.
"Because... because.... they were in mood?"
"Yeah... but HERE?"
giggles nervously. "Maybe they are telling us to fuck." and she took a look at your face. "Joking."
Mads
gives
her a "d'uh, stop joking around like that"-look. "They'd kill us if we did that, you know?"
"I know. It's not good for our sensitive bodies."
keeps hitting your rear until it's all nice and red and she amuses herself by hitting a cross on it, making it look like the danish flag.
... chews on his lower lip.
old!Denny
is
like grabbing on the sheets and is currently biting on the pillow.
"What's wrong?"
"..nothing." Damn he couldn't concentrate like this.
stops her onslaught and runs her fingers over the abused flesh with a feathery, light touch.
twitches.
cocks her head, her hands held by you are getting tired.
"How is this, hm? Is that good? Do you like this?"
lets go of your hands and sits up, brushing his hair out of his face. "Damn, I wish we could get out of here... but it's too late for that."
"uhuh... Wanna climb down from that window? I always have the emergency ladder in case there is a fire." She now shakes her hands a bit.
"we could leave the house through the front door right now and they wouldn't notice," he reasons. "We could just go to the living room and
turn the TV on loud."
"..... They might come in and they know that we are gone."
"...not if we sit in the living room."
"What are you saying."
"I said, we can just watch TV." Uncle Roderich'S warning is still rining in his ear.
"Oh. OH. You are probably right. It's safer that way."
"Yeah."
Freya
is
a bit disappointed.
"..." notices that, but gets up anyways, making his way downstairs. "I can't listen to that anymore... damn, can't they be like normal old
people and stop having sex? Or at least... kinky sex," he mumbles, making a face.
"we can find the ear plugs." She is like giggling so hard. "It does feel like we are parents instead of being kids."
snorts. "Yeah... damn it!"
Freya
is
going down too, but going to cabinet first to find the ear plugs and she found them. "Here."
throws the earplugs at you.
"...Thanks," he says and dunks them into his trousers' pocket.
"What'cha wanna watch?"
"Dunno. Wrestling matches?"
(( poooorn-- /coughs ))
(( it would be funny if you both stumbled onto Denny's porn channel by accident. ))
"...wrestling?"
(( Why do you think it's Denny's p- oh wait, Luise would hide it better.))
(( /has same idea, Elizbeta.......... was about to do that. ))
(( ....yes please. ))
shrugs. "Because it's a normal watching programme for boys."\
"Sisters can be forced to watch it."
"I don't want to watch wrestling though," he grumbles. "Rather Formula 1, but there's no race on at the moment.2
"Hm. We can play formula 1 because we can race against each other in our own race."
"Nah..." he grumbles, then sighs. "Maybe."
smiles. "We can do one race or not. It depends on you." She turns on the tv as she sees the parental control thing on. ..."What the hell."
frowns. "... Try their wedding day," he says, curious as to what it is.
looks at the control and types in number. With a beep, it approves.
couldn't be less surprised.
"......... fuck. Is that a camera......?"
Mads
is
quite surprised by the content on the screen though and groans, covering his face. Does everything in this fucking household resolve around
sex?
"...... hahaha. Now we can see our parents up close."
"Turn that off! I don't want to see that!" sobs a little "Also, what sense does it make if they are up there but we can see them down here?"
"Rrrrrrrrright..." She is a bit interested, but again it's horrifying that IT's PARENTS.
turns that channel off and changes it to the video game.
"God... I think I'm scarred for life," he says, looking a little pale, too
[[/would die If i ever saw my parents going at it]]
(( are you kidding I think I'll move out of the house out of trauma. ))
[[thank god they are too old now =w= cause my room is right next to theirs]]
(( xD I'm just laughing at my character now. ))
(( .......... my parents are only around 40. ))
[mom and dad are 60]]
((...it doesn't matter how old you are to have sex. =3= ))
[well, they don't. Honestly, I wanna have sex with the person I marry till I am really really old =w=]]
(( =u=b second that. ))
(( my parents are 60s too ))
(( pfsh. ))
(( owo/ i'm young to have old parents. ))
"scarred for life from..... these BSM shit? and our parents doing it?"
"Yes, that." he mumbles. "They do it every day, damn..."
"Well, They are fit." she is blunt.
"I think I should be happy that they usually wait until we are at school or something," he sighs back.
"We should.... I think they are just showing off that they can still do sex in their.... 40s."
"Yeah, I bet they need a lot of viagra, too. "
giggles.
goes and just plops on your lap with two controllers.
eeps, there's something hard in his lap, nevertheless, butn othing that he can't ignore yet. Takes one of the controllers without mentioning
it at all.
"say thank you for bringing you your controller to you." She pouts as she pinches your cheek.
"Dammit. you are not very gentleman this time...."
"Shush it," he grumbles. "I'm being gentlemanly here in not mentioning it."
"but not thank you."
"where's your manners, boy?"
"...Thanks for bringing the controller, Freya.2
"You are welcome!" She beams as she kisses you on mouth, just a quick peck. She set herself comfortable and has her game face on.
sputters and just KNOWS you did this on purpose, thus he simply ignores it, selecting his car and course.
"Ohooooo Toyko drift!"
"Select your car, sis."
"hm..... that one." She selected the fiery looking car.
"Done`? Can we start now?"
"Done! we can start now!" She pulls a poker face.
"Good," he confirms and starts the race.
*3, 2, and......* pause. *1! GO!*
pushes the accelerate button till his thumb feels numb.
keeps pushing.
crashes into a wall and curses
........ "What a terrible driver." she teases.
"Shut up," he grumbles, quickly going back onto the race, but being the second to last now.
"Oh dear. You always win, but now you seem to lose."
"Shut up!" he says playfully, driving past 2 cars.
(( ... ))
(( FFF ))
"Now the competition really starts here!" she has forgotten that she was on his lap. Her mind was set on racing her best.
Mads
has
forgotten about that little detail as well, but now that she is squirming a little while she tries to get in front, he temporarily loses his
grip on the course again, but retaliates soon and takes over a few more cars until he's 4th again.
"Very unpredictable..." She is still in the 1st and yet she is relaxing.
frowns at the screen as they are entering the last round and the computer enemies are getting meaner and meaner. One of them does a very
nasty movement and kicks the first in the race over the edge. Mads uses the chance and hurries up to be the first in the race again.
Boxes Mads a bit over to go 1st.
boxes back.
boxes x2
boxes³