Truth or Dare Rp (( EVERYONE JOIN IN!!! ))

Completely ignores Roderich. Trying to ignore everyone else and to just focus on herself and Ivan. Grinds her hips in small circles on his lap, rubbing her torso against his chest and making a soft sound from her lips. Leans to his ear and nibbles lightly on the shell, muttering something in German softly. A small smirk forming as she began to get more comfortable.

Alfred raised his eyebrows as he watched the two, blushing slightly. Well, this was getting kind of... wow. What the hell? This wasn't fair, Russia was supposed to be embarrassed.

"Mm..." Ivan wrapped his arms around her hips loosely, turning his head to press kisses to her neck. He pressed closer to her, arching his back slightly to feel more of that body against his.

Francis eyes were glued. He shifted uncomfortably in his seat, this had turned out better then he thought. I mean... the way Julchen was... all over him... Strange but he wasn't going to complain. Ohonhonhon.

Roderich stares in disbelief for a few seconds then looks away, obviously going to complain.

Moans hotly into his ear, flushing deeper when she feels the kisses placed on her neck. She flicks her tongue against his lobe before tilting her head back a slight degree to give him more access. "Nnn...~" She brushes her fingers through her hair shortly, moving it out of the way before using that same hand to trail down his side slowly.

Alfred flushed brightly and looked away, feeling embarrassed just from watching them. "U-uh... I'm gonna go get a drink."

-walking to France's house- 'God. He's going to yell at me for being late.' He arrived the fancy house and knocked on the door.

Outrage is etched on every single square centimeter of his face. And jealousy. There is nothing else to say.

Alfred quickly scampered into the kitchen, looking through the fridge for something to drink. Dammit, why didn't France have any Coke? And he was supposed to have good taste... obviously it wasn't as good as everyone seemed to think, because Coke was the best. Oh well... there was plenty of alcohol. And Alfred normally didn't drink much, but... he had a feeling he might need some alcohol in him for tonight, if it was gonna keep going like this. He didn't recognize any of this fancy stuff France had lying around, though, so he had no idea what to take.

Francis heard the knock at the door, and he wanted to answer... But he couldn't. He was a little more than too engrossed at what was going on in front of him.

"Francis! I swear I will break down this door!" Arthur called. What could be taking him so long? He knocked again. 'He's lucky I showed up at all. What is taking him?'

Yao jumped when he heard Arthur yelling, he sighed and quickly got up to go answer the door. He had wanted out of the room anyway, it was awkward and Berks looked ready to kill Julchen. "Nihao, Arthur!"

(( Berks? x'DD Oh don't you mean Bela? 8D Do typo's love you or something? ))

((FKAHFLSK BERKS. BERKS AND YAK.))

((ASGCVHF GOD DAMNIT. ;3; ))

((.....berks. what.))

((i guess that's your new name, berks. BI you can thank yak for that.))

((N-no I don't even know what that meaaans... //dictionary

"Berk·shire
   [burk-sheer, -sher; Brit. bahrk-sheer, -sher] Show IPA
noun
1.
Also called Berks [burks; Brit. bahrks] Show IPA. a county in S England. 658,300; 485 sq. mi. (1255 sq. km).
2.
one of an English breed of black hogs, having white markings on the feet, face, and tail.
3.
a steam locomotive having a two-wheeled front truck, eight driving wheels, and a four-wheeled rear truck.
"

Whyyyyyyyyy))

((-will slowly give you all stupid nicknames- :I speaking of which, what happened to the rp..?))

(( /waiting for Russia ;3; ))

((//waiting for prussia and russia to stop having sex ;3; ))

((BERK AND YAK.
alskdjfhg also sorry. ;3; ))

Ivan kissed Julchen's neck, his hands moving from her waist to cup her ass, pulling her closer and grinding his hips up. He gasped, eyes fluttering shut, though the smirk on his face only grew wider.

(( /totally can't wait to see Bela finally crack from watching ))

Stiffens slightly for a moment, her cheeks flaming. "N-Nn...~" Curling her toes, she tightens the grip on the back of his shirt. Slowly grinding herself back movements, pressed up against him.

"Thank you, Yao." Arthur sighed.