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works/3504284.
  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Hetalia:_Axis_Powers
  Relationship:
      Austria_(Hetalia)/Prussia_(Hetalia)
  Character:
      Austria_(Hetalia:_Axis_Powers), Prussia_(Hetalia:_Axis_Powers)
  Additional Tags:
      Love, Romance, Teacher-Student_Relationship, Sex, Piano_Sex, Fetish,
      Grooming, Conditioning, Shota, Young, pre_teen, NSFW
  Stats:
      Published: 2015-03-08 Words: 1555
****** Perked Grooming ******
by thedezgyrl
Summary
     A young Prussia is under stress to learn piano, as part of his
     etiquette training. The young nation close to giving up in the
     endeavor. Until Austria has a rather effective solution. Though its
     results may cause future problems.....
Prussia sat at the baby grand piano in Austria's parlor, with his head laying
on the covered keys, and his hands in fists at his sides on the bench. Why
couldn't he get the notes right? It seemed simple enough. All he had to do was
learn 'twinkle twinkle little star'. It wasn't like Austria had asked him to
learn a symphony.
It was hard enough being eleven years old and a nation at the same time. Then
he had to have formal etiquette training. One of which his lessons were music
and the older Austria his tutor.
"Why do I have to learn piano? Why not something rad and awesome like
guitar?....Or drums?" Prussia grumbled as his head lay flat against the wood
covering the keys. "Stupid old man..."
"I am not *that* old, I will have you know." Austria said returning to the
room, when he didn't hear music. Or the horrid dinking of keys that was
Prussia's attempt at practice. The man who was about in his mid twenties-early
thirties corrected the glasses on his nose. "Now, why aren't you trying to even
practice?"
Prussia moved his head - to lay on his cheek. And stared blankly at the wall,
"I give up."
"You give up?" Austria asked him baffled.
"I give up. The awesome Prussia gives up." He said swirling even more into a
young depressing mess.
"Never would I have thought to hear those words come from you. Even when you
despise something. You do it. Because you're awesome and fearless. Isn't that
your motto?" Austria asked as he placed a hand on the piano and looked down at
his silvered head.
"I *am* awesome. And I *am* fearless. I am Prussia! But I give up. Now let me
sulk til I wither away....into nothingness..." Prussia said as a dark moody
cloud formed over him.
Ah. So he was going through onset teen angst early. Austria thought to himself,
as he demanded that he scoot over. So he too could sit at the piano.
"Now sit up proper." Austria told him and Prussia sat up sluggishly. Still
looking defeated. The Austrian man unsheathed the keys and gave the ivories a
warm up play.
Prussia looked at Austria as he did his practice plays. He couldn't help
noticing how gorgeous Austria was. The man's feathery soft hair, his high cheek
bones, fitted lashes, and the way his mouth would quirk passionately.
Austria caught the boy looking at him and Prussia turned his head away
flushing. This made the Austrian smile. It wasn't like he didn't find the young
Prussian attractive as well. But never felt inclined to make any moves on him.
Not quite yet anyway...Not until now...
"Here. Let us try this." Austria stood up and had Prussia stand, resitting.
Then he carefully sat him in his lap. "Now place your hands in the proper
starting position." Prussia did so, his young face heating up from Austria
being so close. "Begin."
The boy got a few notes out before fumbling.
"Again."
Prussia started over again and got a little further. But fumbled some more.
"Again." Austria said smirking as he placed hands on either of the boy's
thighs. The man felt them twitch and Prussia's eyes went wide.
When his fingers touched the keys for a second time, he played better for
longer. Though still finding a way to lapse.
"Again." This time Austria's hands were sliding up under his shirt and his lips
were on his neck. Prussia's eyes snapped shut as he took in a breath.
What was Austria going to do to him? Was this to help him concentrate?
The tip of the man's tongue curled around the shell of his ear and the young
nation moaned. His ass slightly jerked from the feel.
Prussia was almost done with the song as Austria continued to kiss him from
behind and his hands roamed over the tender pre teen's flesh. Austria's hand
finding it's way down the front of the younger's pants.
"Mmmmm" Austria said groaning and licking his lips, voice dripping with anxious
lust, like sinful honey. "Again."
The man undid and slid off Prussia's pants and underwear. They hung around his
ankles momentarily until Austria shifted undoing his own pants. Then they fell
to the floor. Austria sucked on his finger and then placed it smoothly inside
Prussia's bottom.
"Mmmng!" Prussia exclaimed, he was too distracted to play any longer. Austria
allowed him to stop for a moment.
Austria's fingers were long, lithe, and quite deft from years of playing
instruments. These were sensual fingers...they were experienced..and they knew
how to make music. Even with an unconventional instrument...
Prussia's moans sang sweetly in his ear, as the boy reclined on him, and he
studiously worked them inside. Austria could see Prussia's reflection in the
sheen of the piano. The young nation's face was flushed, his eyes half lidded,
and was slightly drooling from pleasure.
When he thought he was relaxed enough, Austria grabbed him by the hips and
steadily jutted his cock up to greet his virgin hole. As he started filling
Prussia up the boy was mewling and gasping. It wasn't long til he had taken it
to the hilt.
"Now play." Austria told him in his ear. The man wrapped his arm criss-
crossedly around the boy's waist and grabbed his hips. As he began pumping in
and out of him.
Prussia moaned, not knowing how he was suppose to do such a thing. Austria
filled him so much and it felt too good. He kept moaning and his small prick
hardened quickly. Which after Austria had got him use to being fucked.
Austria wrapped a single arm around his waist and bounced him up and down.
Using the momentum from his hips and thrusts. As he jerked his aching boy cock.
"A-A-Austria! Mmmmnngh~~" Prussia cried out as he was being plunged into
mercilessly. He felt Austria lean forward, his chest against his back, and he
chuckled, "If you do not play the song through and correctly. I will not stop
fucking your cute little ass. You also will not be allowed to come."
Prussia was already so close to coming, his little stiff prick twitching and
swelling in his instructor's grasp. And he could feel Austria building up as
well. Would he really hold out?
Prussia played as fast and as perfectly as he could. Just when he had two notes
left. Austria began hitting his prostate and chuckled. Prussia faltered and hit
a wrong note.
"That wasn't fair!" Prussia cried but was shut up immediately as Austria
slammed into his sweet spot again.
He growled in the younger's ear, "I said nothing of being fair. Now play it
again."
"Ah! Ah! Ungh..nnnMMM" The child cried out in pleasure as Austria pounded into
him and the man's breathing became ragged."Hurry."
Finally Prussia played it through perfectly - without falter.
And his body went rigid, his back bent as far as it could go into Austria, he
was speechless. As wave after wave of euphoria wracked through his young body.
Austria gripped his hips fiercely and slammed into him a final time, pushing it
deeper than was thought possible, holding him there. His face plastered with
sweat, his glasses pressed against his face, as his head tilted back,
"Scheisse!"
The man's cock that was burrowed in his child student's ass spurt rope after
rope of creamy come inside. While the young nation's coated his hand.
After that Austria used this as an exercise to get Prussia to perfect his
performance.
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Piano music filled the air in Austria's home. Austria walked in smiling when he
saw it was Prussia playing. The boy had grown into a painfully gorgeous man,
that just so happened to be his lover still. When Austria reached his side.
Prussia got a strange look and stopped playing.
"What's wrong?" Austria asked him. "That was very beautiful."
But Prussia seemed to grow more frustrated by the second. Until he exploded, "I
can't perform at the concert!"
"Why not?" Austria asked him becoming more perplexed. "Are you not feeling
well?" He reached a hand to touch his sweetheart's forehead, but it was slapped
away.
The piano bench let out a harsh sound as it was scooted back angrily. And a
livid Prussia sat up, waving his hand in front of his pants.
As clear as day, he had an extra stiff erection, making his pants pop a tent.
Austria blushed and put the back of his hand to his mouth to stifle a chuckle.
"It's not funny! This is *your* damned fault!" He growled.
Austria's face became serious and inquiring, "How is it my fault?"
 
"I can't even hear a piano playing without getting hard! You conditioned me to
expect sex when one is played!" He exclaimed in a huff and a flurry of hand
gestures.
"Well" Austria said gripping his chin and his eyes looked sensually into his
ruby ones. "There are ways to remedy this particular sort of thing."
Prussia took a breath, "You can't fuck me on stage. The audience wants a
climax, but totally not that sort."
Austria laughed against his lips before kissing him, "For now, worry about this
audience..." And he grinded his own hard cock against the other's.
Prussia moaned in agreement.
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