Log with America [Mature content inside]
Summary of previous events: The Philippines found out that America was cheating on her with Russia in a friendship that went from a bromance to physical hurt/comfort and strong love while she was planning for the wedding. She confronted him about it, and rather than choosing to leave him and break off the engagement, America worked hard to make it up to her. She forgave him, but was still greatly stressed about everything, quickly heading towards a mental breakdown. Seeing this and fearing for her health and the baby's safety (as well as his own fears regarding his future father-in-law), America came with a solution.
They will elope, getting help from Russia (who, oddly enough, became close to the couple as a result of Bing's discovery) in providing a distraction as they board a plane to LA. From there, they'll board a cruise to Hawaii, and marry at dusk in a Catholic chapel on board, spending the rest of the trip as their honeymoon. When they return and their daughter is born, they will have a proper wedding with the family.
Bing wrings her hands nervously. "So did you get the tickets prepared?" She's fully packed, her dress all set in a garment bag.
America nods, smiling and rubbing her arms. "We're fine."
Bing: Good... L-let's get going before anyone catches us ;;
America grabs some of her stuff and smiles, kissing her gently. "I love you. Don't worry, we'll be fine." Out to the car they go to catch a plane!
Bing giggles as they speed off. She's glad she got used to his driving.
America is glad she is too <3 zoomzoom~
Bing ...i-is just as glad to see the airport once they're there, though. Oh god, they're really doing this...
America parks the car and brushes her cheek gently. "C'mon. They'll be getting close to boarding soon."
Bing smiles, calming down as she takes his hand and luggage and runs so they can get through check-in quickly.
America chuckles and jogs along with her to the security checkpoint.
Bing bounces a little as they check their bags and hand then their tickets so they can going on to the gate.
America taps his foot a little impatiently even as he smiles amiably at the woman running the desk. Finally, she hands over their boarding passes and America grabs Bing's hand to pull her along~
Bing is pulled along and giggles at his impatien---whyisthatsecurityguardlookingatmelikethat?
America grabs her closer. Ignorethatasshole.
Bing sighs when she sees that he's not looking at her in that stern manner and relaxes as America pulls her closer.
Bing: So, you're not letting me leave our room once we're married, huh~?
America: No, never ever again.
Bing giggles. "You spoil me so much." She gives him a kiss, one she wanted to let linger, but it looks like they're starting to board. "What group are we?"
America: Uh... *he listens to the rows being called and then sort of laughs, grabbing his carry-on* This is us, actually. First class, you know.
Bing blushes as she picks hers up. "...You really spoil me too much."
America: I could never spoil you enough, baby. *Especially not after the bullshit he's been pulling ;;*
Bing pulls him into a deep kiss for that, ignoring any stares she's getting, especially from the lady taking their tickets.
America smiles and chuckles a little into the kiss, pulling away to hand over the boarding pass finally and hurry the two of them down the walkway to the plane.
Bing giggles and boards the plane, oohing at how nice and relatively spacious first class is.
America is used to first class
Bing is used to business at best;;
America oooh, business is nice too, he traveled business once...they gave him fresh squeezed orange juice \o/
Bing ...was on it twice from upgrades >.>
America BUCKLES BING INTO HER SEAT AND KISSES HER BABY BUMP :3
Bing giggles and...wow, this is a seat? Looked more like bed.
America SPRAWLS IN HIS SEAT and doesn't buckle up just yet because ffft, take off is easy you don't need a seatbelt for that
Bing snickers as a flight attendant tells him to please buckle in
America pouts at the flight attendant. Does as he's told though...normally he'd flirt out of it, but instead he just buckles his seatbelt and kisses Bing's cheek.
Bing turns and kisses him back. "I know you're used to it, but it's not a private flight, after all."
America: Hm, what do you mean?
Bing: You still gotta listen to the attendants.
Bing stickler for the rules. Most of the time.
America: I did, I did~
America chuckles and kisses her again. "Later in the flight, mmn, can we join the mile high club~?"
Bing blushes. "Y-you're so naughty~" Is considering it though...
America smiles and sits back as they finish boarding and go through the whole pre-flight drills before the plane begins to taxi. He holds Bing's hand the whole time.
Bing snuggles up to him as best she can with their seats dividing them, only half listening to the flight attendant, quite used to the whole procedure. "I love you."
America: I love you too, baby.
Bing smiles and leans back again as they star to take off, her eyes not leaving his.
America smiles and squeezes her hand gently
Bing is about to drift off to sleep as they're already in the air and the seatbelt light is off [the moment in which she took that thing off her poor pregnant belly] when an attendant informs them that she saw that Bing is pregnant and offers them an upgrade to private suite on board for a small fee that will be added to America's account. "...T-They have those?"
America: Yeah...c'mon, let's upgrade :3
Bing smiles knowingly and gets up, grabbing her carry on. She leans in and whispers to him, "I think you will get your little club membership today, baby ko~"
America grins and nibbles her ear gently as their escorted
Bing giggles. The flight attendant opens the sliding door to the small cabin suit and guides them in, taking their bags and putting it in a small overhead closet and letting them know that there's a button if they need anything, handing them a menu before closing the door with what might have been a wink.
America thinks that was definitely a wink and smiles, scooping Bing into his arms and carrying her to the bed in the suite
Bing giggles. "So, is this a preview of how you're not going to let me leave our room on the cruise?"
America: Of course~ See, you're not even allowed to walk now <3
Bing laughs. "You're gonna let me get all lazy and fat on you if you don't even allow that~! Hmm, but it's really sweet..." She pulls him over her and kisses him deeply. And maybe squeezes his butt a little there.
America purrs at the kiss and squeaks at the butt squeezing. Oh mai, miss thing. "Well~ we'll be sure to have LOTS OF SEX to make up for the lack of walking. And once we get back and after the baby, you'll get to walk again."
Bing: Mmm, fantastic~
Bing arches her hips up a bit to grind against him. "Can we start now?"
America smiles, bending down over her to kiss her deep and thoroughly. "Of course we can. Whatever you want, lovely."
Bing moans into that kiss, undoing then tugging off his shirt quickly. She's going to keep him plenty busy on this cruise, once they're married.
America thinks she's going to keep him plenty busy even before they're married~ Oh hello hand up her shirt
Bing purrs and runs her hands over his chest and stomach a bit before holding him close to her as she keeps kissing him
America purrs into the kiss, slowly and methodically removing her clothing without one breaking their lips apart
Bing slides her hands into his pants and boxers, rubbing his ass for a bit before moving them so one hand goes to stroke his cock and the other undoes his fly.
America groans at the touch to his ass and then his cock, squirming a little and breaking away from the kiss to glance at her lustfully while fondling her breasts
Bing: Mmmm, I like this club.
America: Oh, just wait, baby~
Bing: Don't want to wait...
America chuckles softly, sliding a hand down to her pussy to fondle her there a little too.
Bing pulls her hand out so she can pull those pants down and uses her feet to shove them off all the way.
Bing: Mmm, yesss~ W-want that!
America slips a single finger into her. "Is that so~~?"
Bing: Ohhh, God~
America fucks her with his finger, nice and fast
America: Alfred will do just fine~ no need to call me God~~~
Bing wraps her hands around his cock, stroking it as she rides his finger. "Bl-blasphe---Mmm, don't care, just make love to me, baby ko!"
America smiles and nips her chin before sliding up against her, rubbing the head of his cock against her clit for a moment before he grips his shaft and guides himself into her. "You love me even if I am a blasphemous asshole. For whatever reason. And I sooo love that you do still love me...no matter what I've done...it's amazing."
Bing sighs as he slides in. "Mmm, it's 'cause you just...so amazing yourself. And I've always loved you. Since the first time...oh! I've seen you in action and you helped me on the battle field...Can't let you go now that I have you."
America smiles affectionately and deeply, even if his eyes are the tiniest bit sad. He kisses her deeply as he sinks all the way in. "Ready?"
Bing leans up and gives him a comforting kiss. She caught that bit of sadness. When she breaks it, she smiles at him and nods.
America smiles back, kissing her back rather aggressively as he pins her down by the shoulders--rather gently, for him, though it's still pretty forceful--and begins to fuck her
Bing: Ahhh, god, yesss!
America grins as he keeps holding her down and fucking her, just hard and fast enough to give her the pleasure he knows she loves without worrying himself too much.
Bing indeed loves it and loves Alfred and, hopefully not too loudly, makes it quite known. She tries to arch her hips up to meet him, but stops when she find that she's utterly dominated ...and gets wetter and tighter at the thought.
Bing: B-baby ko, let me touch you~!
America groans at the sudden tightening, grinning down at her and pinching a nipple quickly. "But I'm supposed to be...doing all the work~"
Bing whimpers, half in pleasure, half at his answer. "I-I like working, sometimes...Mmm, especially if it's in pleasing you~"
America smiles, kissing her neck and the tops of her breasts. "You pleasin' me just fine, lady~"
Bing smiles, her facial expression seeming a little naughty from how painted with pleasure it is. She arches her back a little, moving her breasts closer to his face suggestively as she gently strokes his sides with the little bit of arm movement their position allows her.
America squirms slightly at the tickly sensation of her fingers on his sides, jerking a little sharply into her as he nips at her breasts. He loves that naughty expression~
Bing purrs, more pleasure running through her as he plays with her sensitive breasts. "Mmm, suck on them~"
America does just that, nipping a little in the middle of his sucking some times. Such a beautiful wonderful fiance he has. His hips speed up just a little from his pleasure in giving her pleasure
Bing: Oh, GOD! Fuck, Alfred, just like that~!
America grins slightly, going nice and fast inside of her. "You look beautiful..."
Bing: Mmm, a-and you're always---AH! Ohhh, so fucking gorgeous... H-harder, baby~!
America goes a little harder, sucking her nipples intently as he arches his back to get a good angle inside her
Bing feels him jab sharply against her G-spot and squeals, scratching a little at his sides as she moans, "Oh I'm gonna come, Al!!! OhmoremoremorefuckMORE!"
America growls slightly, leaning up to nip her neck as he fucks her harder and faster now, aiming just at that angle to get more of those pleasured squeals out of her. "Come for me baby...mmmn~"
Bing comes quite hard, her fluids rushing a bit messily from her pussy as she clenches hard, her nails dragging on his sides and her heels digging into his flesh as she pulls him in deeper with her legs.
America groans a little, fucking deep into her from her heels pushing him in as she contracts around him. He smiles at her, and then blushes, looking down and to the side slightly. "...wanna come...on you...not inside, mmmn~"
Bing calms down, purring as he still moves and blushes slightly at him when she hears his request. "N-naughty...T-try to get it in my mouth... and on my breasts..."
America smiles a bit doofily, pulling out very slowly and then sliding up her body to straddle her, stroking his cock and holding her arms down with his knees. "Oh, you want it in your mouth, huh? What a dirty little girl I'm marrying~"
Bing: Very dirty~ Now come for me, America~
Bing closes her eyes halfway and keeps her mouth open with a needy, slutty expression.
America groans a little bit, biting his lip as he does, in fact, come in stripes across her breasts, neck and face, trying to aim for her mouth.
Bing licks the come of her lips with a moan, then sits up as best she can to lick his cock for whatever didn't get on her.
America runs a hand through her hair and thrusts into her mouth a little for the last of his come to be milked out into her mouth.
Bing happily drinks it, letting him in her throat as he does so. "Mmm, I...really, really like this club~"
America: Ah...y-yeah~ it's a very nice club~
Bing grins and nudges him off, grabbing some tissues to clean off the rest of his come. "Mmm, now I'm hungry!"
America laughs, grabbing the menu and throwing one of the plush bathrobes that come with the suite at her. "What do you want?"
Bing looks at the menu and makes a quick choice. "The three cheese pasta with lamb and spinach salad."
America presses the button to get a flight attendant to come up--grabbing a bathrobe of his own before she enters--and orders the pasta, salad, a pale ale and bottle of sparkling cider, and a steak--rare--for himself.
Bing throws on her robe and sits down just in time for the same attendant to come in to take their orders with a knowing smile, shutting the sliding doors on her way out. She blushes a bit with a goofy smile aimed at her soon-to-be-husband.
America smiles back over, coming to flop on the bed. "...dude. There's a TV in the ceiling. That's so cool. I love technology."
Bing: I couldn't afford this kind of flight on my own... heck, not even with my boss! It's really something, baby ko~
America smiles, pulling her close to cuddle. He's not going to admit that he almost maxed out one of several credit cards just for this flight, and a second for the cruise. He'll figure out the money later.
Bing cuddles and nuzzles, flipping on the tv and turning up the volume (oh cool, speakers! She's used to needing the ear buds) and settles on UP since she hasn't seen it yet.
America cuddles on her softly. Is a little sleepy from all that exertion. "...did you like it forceful like that...?"
Bing blushes and nods. "It was...exciting, actually. And very sexy."
America smiles up at her, kissing her shoulder gently. "We can try it again some time...? If you'd like."
Bing nods. "An-and if you want to...yo-you can call me that word." She blushes even more.
America smiles a little softer. "When it feels right...I might~"
Bing was honestly surprised he didn't when he said he was marrying a dirty girl.
Bing: Mm, that'd be nice~
America snuggles on her and enjoys the movie, getting up only when their food comes and wheeling the little cart over to the bedside.
Bing sits up and politely thanks the attendant. She tells them that they should probably dress as soon as they're done eating, as they'll be landing in a little over an hour and they'll likely sleep the rest of the flight off. Bing blushes a little harder and wonders if she heard how intense the sex was just then.
America smiles and thanks the attendant as well, sitting crosslegged on the bed as he uncovers his steak and takes the bottle of pale ale off ice to open with his teeth and get at. Yummy booze, aaaah.
Bing envies her fiance a bit for being able to drink alcohol, but happily enjoys her meal and sparkling cider. She wonders if she should have mentioned the half a glass of wine she's allowed, but decides it's better to forgo the stuff all together. At least she's not pregnant for a full nine months like humans are.
America thinks the not being pregnant for nine months is good too
Bing leans back and pats her baby bump, having enjoyed that meal greatly. "Mmm, we probably should get dressed..."
America: Mmn, good plan~
Bing smiles and tugs open her belt, letting the robe fall off as she looks around the bed for where America tossed her clothes.
America grins at her naked body under the robe, lounging back and enjoying the last of his beer quietly
Bing finds her panties and bends over to get them on.
America grins and slaps her ass
Bing: Eep! A-Al! Help me get the rest of my clothes, you naughty boy~
America: Mmn, no, if I help you, I'll just want to take them off again~
Bing: ...H-help me get dressed, baby ko.
Bing isn't blushing...or getting turned on by how much he appears to want her... >//////>
America always wants her. CONTINUES TO LOUNGE, and then realizes--"Wait, get back on the bed :| you're not supposed to be doing anything."
Bing: ...But the attendant said we should...o-ok...
Bing gets back on the bed, with just her panties on and her bra in hand
America GALLANTLY assists her in putting her bra back on, and then roots around for the rest of her clothing--flung about the cabin--and puts those on her as well, slowly and reverently.
Bing giggles and blushes. America acting as the Philippine's manservant. Who'd ever guess? She cups his face in her hands and kisses him just as slowly and reverently as he was just treating her.
America sighs into the kiss and lays down beside her for now, watching the end of the movie until the buckle seatbelt light is turned on and he ushers her over to a low couch with seatbelts for their decent
Bing giggles. "You still haven't gotten dressed, baby ko~"
America: ...
America grabs his pants and puts those on while they're in descent. Fuck the seatbelt.
Bing giggles and watches. "Keep the shirt off and come here."
America scoots over close with a smile. "Yes mum~?"
Bing tugs him close to her and kisses him deeply. "You're fantastic and I love you."
America pures and smiles into the kiss. "I love you too and you're the most wonderful and glorious person I've ever considered marrying. (nevermind that you're the only one I've considered marrying)"
Bing keeps kissing him as they land and the plane taxi's to the gate. "Now you can put on a shirt before the attendant comes to check on us and clean up~"
America smiles, unbuckling her seatbelt and grabbing his shirt to pull it on before grabbing both of their carry-on bags and offering his elbow to her. "M'lady~"
Bing smiles back, linking her arm with his as they get off the plane. She blushes as she catches the eye of their attendant who thanks them for flying with the plane company. Bing shyly thanks her for all her help.
America smiles and waves to the attendant politely as they head out for security and baggage claim. "Do you want to catch a taxi to the docks while I get the checked luggage? It shouldn't be too long."
Bing nods, pulling on her coat and stepping out to wave over a cab that pulls up quickly. She tells the driver to stand as she's waiting for her fiancé to get the last of their luggage.
America comes out after a few minutes, hauling all of their luggage relatively easily and looking a little miffed. "I hate fucking airport people."
Bing pets him as the cabbie takes their things and puts them in the trunk, asking him where they're going to go.
America hands over the address of the dock the cruiseline uses, smiling amiably. The cabbie nods as America and Bing slide into the taxi
Bing snuggles a bit with America, clinging to his arm as she looks past him and out the window at the buildings. "This city sure is amazing!"
America looks out the window with her. "Yeah...I'm always impressed, each time I come back here."
Bing: Mmm, I bet it looks even more amazing from a boat though~
America: Everything looks amazing on the sea.
Bing: Mmhm...If it weren't winter, I would say we should get married on the deck.
America: It'll be nice inside too. And once we're closer to the Equator, it'll be nice.
Bing: Mmm, yes~
Bing hopes there's a nice large window in the chapel for them to get a lovely night view of the city in as they make their vows. That would be perfectly romantic~
America hums and kisses her cheek and neck gently, pulling away from his lazy ministrations only when they finally reach the docks. He smiles, letting Bing out of the cab and grabbing the luggage from the back of the taxi
Bing: Wow~! I've never been on a ship like this for pleasure!
Bing is so easily impressed with luxury stuff.
America smiles offering his elbow to her. Wonders what she'll think of the suite he got them, then.
Bing thanks the taxi for his patience as he's paid and takes America's arm as they board onto the cruise ship. She's smiling as a crew member tells them where there cabin is.
America smiles to the crew member slightly, guiding Bing around the deck slowly to show her everything he can before taking her in and down to their cabin--it's on the second floor below the top deck, opening to a private balcony space opposite the entrance, almost half again the size of their room together in HQ.
Bing: Wow...y-you got us a balcony cabin?!
America: I thought you'd like it. The chapel's on this same floor, on the opposite end. If it's not too cool, the pastor said he'd let us be on the deck they have.
Bing grins and half pounces on him, kissing him all over his face. "Oh baby ko, this couldn't be anymore perfect!"
America smiles and swings her around happily, kissing her back. "I'm glad you like it. Now let me put the bags down."
Bing giggles and lets go, exploring the rest of the cabin. When she's satisfied with getting a drink from the mini bar, she puts it down on the bed stand and flops on to the bed, reaching out to him.
America finishes unpacking their things into the stationary dresser and shutting the drawers tightly before he smiles and saunters proudly over to his soon-to-be wife, flopping onto the bed and rolling her up in his arms
Bing: Mmm, so when do we have the wedding booked for? ...T-tonight?
America: Tomorrow afternoon, around two. I figured we could go to brunch first...
Bing: Mmm...so this is going to be our last night living in sin~?
America: heh...seems so
Bing giggles and snuggles up to him a bit suggestively. "Hmmm, to bad we don't get out bachelor and bachelorette parties... what ever shall we do to make up for it~?"
America cocks a brow at her, then smiles and sighs jokingly. "Well, I don't know about you~ but I was thinking of hitting up the bar and casino on board~"
Bing entirely misses his joking tone. "O-oh." Ponders that. "Hmm, I haven't really gambled before..."
America kisses her neck softly, nuzzling a little. "Or...we could stay in..."
Bing giggles. "I-it's up to you, I suppose...?" Balances either idea in her head and she gives him better access to her neck with a sigh. "I really don't...mmm, mind either way."
America continues to kiss and nibble. "Well...what do you want, on our last night living in sin~"
Bing: Ah! Mm, w-well... maybe some dancing and gambling would be nice... but I don't have anything really fantastic to wear aside from my dress...
America: You'll look fantastic in whatever.
Bing tries to look pensive as he teases her skin like that. "Hmm, but I'm sure we're supposed to dress nicer than most of what I brought with us... Maybe if I can do a little shopping first... Mmm, but this is so comfy, I don't think I want to get up. Maybe we can do something that I don't need to be so...dressed up for?"
America trips a few fingers down her chest. "Oh~ and what could that~ be~?"
Bing trembles. "Ca-calling room service and--mmm, doing a little more of what we were doing on the plane? I mean...i-if you're up to it~?"
America smiles, nipping her ear. "I'm up for whatever, baby. I'm supposed to be treating you good, right~? So whatever you want."
Bing: Mmm, would I be selfish to ask for both?
America: Of course not, baby.
Bing grins and kisses him deeply. "Even if I say I want you know and later?" Smirks and rubs his crotch over his pants.
America grins and groans a little. "Just give me a little time to recover between. Whatever~ you~ want."
Bing giggles and slides down the bed, unzipping his fly and pulling him out, stroking his shaft. "Mmm, I think...I want...to suck on my soon-to-be husband's cock~" She gives it a long lick with a moan, tongue swirling over his tip when she reaches it.
America shivers a little, smiling and running a hand through her hair. "Well...I don't have much choice~ If m'lady wants to suck her manservant's cock...she gets what she wants <3"
Bing smiles at him as she starts to suck his tip gently with a purr, pumping the shaft in one hand and fondling his balls in the other.
America groans softly, his eyes sliding closed for a moment before he looks back down at her affectionately
Bing lets him slip out of her mouth as she goes back to teasing the slit at the top with the tip of her tongue, then hungrily licking him all over the shaft, continuing to tease the slit with her finger. "Is it naughty that I love doing this for you?"
America smiles a little, gripping her hair for a moment. "Maybe a little~"
Bing groans softly. "Does that make me a little naughty?" She moves lower to take one of his balls in her mouth, sucking gently with a slutty little noise.
America bites his lip and squirms, shifting under her a little and spreading his legs. "'bout as naughty as I am for loving it so much~"
Bing lets that testicle go with a soft pop, teasing his asshole a little before licking all the way up from it to the tip of his cock with a happy sigh. "Mmm, and you're very, very naughty...guess that makes me just as naughty~" With a little, hungry growl, she takes as much of him in her mouth, letting his tip slide slightly into her throat before she starts to bob her head up and down, moaning around his dick.
America groans at the vibrations sliding up and down his dick with her bobbing head, gritting his teeth with pleasure as he grips her hair--not to guide or force her or anything, simply for the anchor her hair provided. "F-fuck...y-yeah...a naughty little...little slut..." He practically whispered the last bit, blushing darkly.
Bing w-wouldn't mind a little bit of forcefulness... She moans deeply as she hears the whispered word, closing her eyes and just enjoys the sensation of his cock sliding in and out of her mouth. She sucks it a little harder, fondling his balls again for a minute before she teases his hole again.
America gasps a little at the finger teasing his hole, blushing horrifically now as he tugs her hair. "W-wait...mmn..."
Bing blushes and pulls her hand back, but doesn't stop sucking. She just looks up at him inquisitively. "Hmm?"
America just keeps blushing, biting his lip a little. He'sabitembarrassedaboutlikingbeingtouchedbackthereforthemoment...
Bing raises an eyebrow, letting go of his cock to talk. "I thought you like it when I tease you there, baby ko?" She pumps him a bit in her free hand, licking the tip every now and then as she waits for an answer.
America whines a little. "I...I do. J-just..." Is embarrassed and a little ashamed of it right now.
Bing goes back to teasing him there, though a little tentatively now. "Just..." Licks. "...what?"
America whines again, squeezing his eyes shut. "...I'mjustembarrassed..."
Bing: ...O-oh... A-about Ivan?
America blushes a little and swallows, squeezing his eyes shut and muttering a little apology.
Bing blushes back, mumbling that it's ok. "I... I kinda like playing with you there, though..." She pulls her hand away, playing with his balls. "If you don't want me to, though..."
America blushes a little and looks down at her looking a little chastened but still breathing heavily. He smiles a little shakily. "W-whatever you want, baby. I'm supposed to be treating you good, right...?"
Bing smiles. "Mmm, and I do so like to play with you there, too..." She pets him all over; cock, balls, ass. With lovingly little sighs, she rubs her cheek against his inner thigh, watching his reactions. "I love you...and I'm not that mad that it happened. Just...a little sad. But right now, I just want to focus on us. And give you pleasure in every way I can." Because, although he wants to be showering her with pleasure, in this moment, she actually doesn't want to do anything other than pleasure him until dinner time.
America blushes deeply, nodding a little as he swallows a little, shutting his eyes and lying back to let this all happen.
Bing smiles and laves him all over his sensitive spots, paying extra attention to his ass and the tip of his cock, all the while whispering and moaning out how much she loves him.
America groans and slowly begins to shake with pleasure and abandon, running his fingers through her hair slowly and affectionately the longer she teases him like that
Bing rims him with a happy little noise, watching him with a slight giggle. "Mmm, I do recall maybe hearing you call me a certain word...I think I liked it a bit~"
America blushes a little more, but smiles. "Oh~ and what certain word would that be~?"
Bing blushes quite a bit herself, pouting as she moves to flick her tongue under the tip of his cock. "I-I want to hear you say it..."
America: ...wh-what...that you're a...a naughty little slut...?
Bing moans, slowly licking around the head. "Ohhh, again~"
America groans a little, tugging her hair a little. "N-nasty...slut...s-suck my dick, c-c'mon..."
Bing greedily takes it in her mouth, sucking and deep throating him with a very pleased sound.
America groans and rocks his hips up into her mouth very slowly, breathing heavily and squeezing his eyes shut. "Nasty...nasty slut...!"
Bing bobs her head over him, fucking him in her mouth, purring and returning to tease his hole with her finger tips.
America groans slightly, tugging at her hair again, biting his lip for a moment before his breath his coming even faster. "Do you...do you want my come, you nasty, naughty little slut? Little whore~?"
Bing groans, nodding as she keeps sucking him eagerly. She wants it quite badly.
America: T-tell me where you want it, slut.
Bing lets him go, stroking him again in her mouth and licking the head of his dick like a lollipop. "Mmm, on my face, baby~! In my mouth and on my face~ Hurry!" She goes back to sucking his head, pumping the shaft quickly in her hand.
America groans, arching his back and fucking her mouth a little before he grits his teeth and comes hard in her mouth and across her cheeks and throat, panting desperately
Bing purrs, swallowing what spills in her mouth, then licking what she can with a moan. "...G-God, you really have made me into a dirty slut..." She blushes quite a lot, embarrassed now that they're done. For now.
America smiles a little shyly, leaning in to lick her face and neck clean as he mumbles little apologies interspersed with how beautiful she is.
Bing giggles and kisses him once he's gotten all of it, sharing his taste. "We're both pretty dirty... Mmm, let take a quick shower before we do a bit of shopping, hmm?"
America nods and smiles a little, kissing her back slowly and gently
Bing starts to strip him off right there, not breaking the kiss as she lifts his hands to help her out of her own clothes.
America strips her as well, quickly and efficiently, before hoisting her into his arms and carrying her to the bathroom. A casual look out the balcony door tells him that while they were otherwise occupied, the ship disembarked, and he turns a little so Bing can see the sea
Bing sees that beautiful stretch of ocean as they move. She smiles, kissing along his shoulder. "So perfect..." she whispers against his skin.
America smiles and continues on to the bathroom, which is just as ridiculously huge as the bedroom of the suite, with a long bank of counters with two sinks, mirrors everywhere, a glass partition to an open shower as well as a huge jacuzzi-style tub. "Shower or bath, doll."
Bing: Mmm, shower. I want to save the bath for tomorrow night~
America: Alrighty~
America sets her down only because it's hard to bathe someone in the shower when they're in your arms. He leads her around the partition and starts up the shower, letting the cold run to hot on him before he pulls her in close to start soaking her down slowly.
Bing smiles and reaches for the soap, lathering it in her hands so she can wash him.
America blushes a little and stands still so she can wash him, kissing her whenever he can reach her
Bing blushes and runs her hands over him in small massaging circles, getting every inch of his body clean and kissing every where she can as the suds are rinsed off in the spray. "Mmm, all mine~"
America smiles a little sadly, remembering his infidelity again, and nods. "Yes. Yours. All yours."
Bing honestly is too happy about everything to even think about that and doesn't quite catch the sadness in his voice there. She even gets down on her knees there, practically worshipping him. Even with the infidelity, though it's only in the back of her mind now, she can't imagine ever having someone better for a lover and husband.
America smiles down at her, laughing softly as he runs a hand through her hair and pulls her back up. "Aren't I supposed to be treating you like the queen, here?"
Bing: Mmm, but I like worshiping you, too...
America blushes a little darker.
Bing smiles, blushing about as deeply as him as she kisses her way back up his body. "Love you, America." She goes on her toes and gives him a deep kiss, handing him the soap.
America smiles and kisses back as he takes the soap, lathering his hands thoroughly before settling in to litterally worship this beautiful woman who has lowered herself from the freakin' STRATOSPHERE to deign to be his wife tomorrow.
Bing feels just as beautiful as America sees her right now, watching him lovingly and trying not to cry in pure joy at how they're going to be married in less than 24 hours from this moment.
America smiles up at her as he slowly bathes her from the feet up, lingering with kisses at the top of her feet, her knees, her hips, her navel, the underside of her breasts and collarbone...
Bing sighs and trembles slightly, the happy tears slipping from her eyes involuntarily as she gently strokes his shoulders.
America kisses up her neck and over her cheeks, licking up the tears as he runs his hands through her soft hair. "I love you..."
Bing presses her forehead against his, stroking his hair and neck, whispering it back reverently. "I love you..."
America kisses her deeply and slowly as he turns off the shower. "C'mon...let's go to the shops, and then to dinner, alright?"
Bing kisses him back with a soft moan. "Mmhm." She steps out of the shower, holding his hand as she grabs a couple of towels for them.
America leads her back to the room and reverently dries her off and then dresses her just as slowly and patiently before he even dries himself off.
Bing helps him finish drying off before pecking him on the cheek and picking out some clean clothes to change into, settling on a red jersey knit dress, dark tights, a cardigan and a pair of boots she got from one of the Frances last Christmas.
America: ...you see, that would be perfectly fine to wear around the boat. I don't know what you're saying, you don't have anything nice~
America is in jeans and a t-shirt with a button down over it, c'mon
Bing: ...Really? i don't need a cocktail dress or anything?
Bing thought cruises were a little more formal at night, and only has simple maternity wear that she got before he picked her up.
America smiles and winks. "I'll bribe 'em if they give you hell. Though we probably should get me something a little nicer..."
THIS IS AN AWESOME CRUISE, SORRY.
Bing laughs and pulls out one of his ties, knotting it for him in a more casual style, tugging him for another kiss. "You always look handsome, though."
America: Still don't think I can bribe my way out of jeans~
Bing: Well, they're not all you brought...right?
America: Of course not. I just don't have anything snazzy like you do for evening wear, except the suit. Which makes me look like Bond. James Bond.
America hums the Bond theme
Bing giggles. "This is hardly evening wear. Date wear, maybe, but not evening wear. C'mon, my sexy secret agent." She takes his arm, before making sure they have the card keys to the cabin and walks with him to the shops.
America keeps humming for a while but stops after a couple of older couples give them funny looks.
Bing: ...Wh-what was that?
America: Stupid old Floridans or something, that's what. Think they're better than everyone else.
Bing: O-oh...
America kisses her forehead. "Don't worry about them. C'mon, here's the directory..."
Bing wonders if it's 'cause they're so young and she's pregnant... the thought makes her blush and cling to America.
America pets her back. Thinks it's more because old people are weird.
Bing calms down from those pets and looks over the directory. "Hmmm...oh, here's a clothing shop...doesn't look like there are many, though...Oh! They have a spa~!" Makes a mental note to go to it tomorrow before they get married.
America smiles and kisses her cheek. "Alright let's see...level 6...that's two down from here."
Bing: Hmm, let’s go then~
America hums softly as he leads her down the stairs and through the mild midday crowd toward the shop. The boutique woman smiles and greats them at the door, quickly inquiring what they're after almost before they've stepped all the way in.
Bing smiles at her and fidgets a bit. "Mmm, we need something good for the casino and dancing... I-I know you'll have something for my fiance, but..." She looks down at her babybump with a blush. She's not really huge, not yet...but she's still scared that they won't have anything appropriate that will fit her.
The boutique woman looks them both over, before dragging America by his sleeve over to the rather minimal "big and tall section" where he looks totally aghast as a young man sizes him up--both literally and rather suggestively with his eyes, making America blush a little. The boutique woman then takes Bing's arm and pulls her over to a rack of dresses all very modestly cut with an Empress waist line to help conceal her bump*
Bing looks over her shoulder and pointedly looks at the young man before picking out a nice blue and white number with a subtle rose pattern. The shop workers help her finishing the sizing on the piece, letting her know it'll only take ten minutes for the seamstress to make the adjustments, giving her plenty of time to WATCH THAT BOY and pick out some accessories. Filipinas to America's rescue!
America fidgets as he's sized for the jacket first, which is surprisingly not so bad since apparently he's got "the build of a linebacker" and they have plenty of nice dinner jackets in that size. The pants end up having to be tailored, though, which makes him fidget and glance around to Bing almost desperately.
Bing clears her throat behind the boy, trying not to giggle at America's panic. "They said it'll be a little bit for my dress to be fitted, baby ko, but not too long. Can I leave you here on your own to browse a bit more, or...?" Smirks, glancing down at the employee and then back at her lover's face.
America: U-uh *CLEARS HIS THROAT NO HIS VOICE DID NOT JUST CRACK* You can go browse I'll catch up if you want to go check out that spa for an appointment I can just be here and pick up your dress and stuff you know this should. not. take. long. *pointed look at the kid ALMOST plaming his junk stopthatlittleboy;;*
Bing tries really, really hard to not snicker. Or kill that kid. "...O-ok..." She walks on by, but nor before she catches the employee' eyes in the mirror and mouths "I'll kill you" with a sweet smile. She selects a couple of items, including some hair pins that she asks to be put in a box so America doesn't see them, letting the lady at the counter know that her fiance will pick up and pay for the items, including her dress when it's done if she isn't back in fifteen minutes.
America FINALLY gets away from the kid with his newly tailored pants, the accessories Bing got, her dress, and a nice new watch he picked out of the case. Humming slightly--and NOT worrying about his credit cards, somehow--he sets out to track down his fiance
Bing goes off to the spa, quickly making an appointment for her hair and make-up, then returns just as America is walking out of the boutique. "Got out in one piece, Alfred?"
America: I thought he was going to rip off Florida when you left :<
Bing: ...I'm gonna go back there and kill him.
Bing is a woman of her word.
America GRABS ONTO HER.
America: nothat'swhyhewasgoingto D:
Bing: ...Hmph.
America: He was all like "DUDE YOUR LADY IS SO FUCKIN' SCARY WHAT THE HELL D:" and I was all like "DUDE DON'T TOUCH MY JUNK WHEN MY LADY IS WATCHING SHE GETS ALL POSSESSIVE AND SHIT!" and he was all like "YOU ARE SO PUSSYWHIPPED." and then I stood on his hand >.>
Bing: ...*snickers* O-oh...
Bing: Hmm, I'll just have to make poor Florida feel better later~
America: ...y-yes, you will
America is not blushing like a 15 year old. Nope.
Bing tugs him by his tie, giving him a kiss full of promise, not caring as another elderly couple passes them by, a little scandalized.
America squeaks a little. Likes Bing being possessive like THIS.
Bing smiles, though blushing quite a bit herself when they part. "Let's get changed and have our last night of sin~"
America smiles, carrying all the bags and leading her back up to their room with a pleased expression as they make their way through the crowd. "You know, they're supposed to have a magician doing shows, too. Maybe we could go to that too for a bit?"
Bing: Mmm, sounds like fun~ Lemme change first, though...
America: Of course, of course. We'll both change.
Bing ponders whether she should just change here or go to the bathroom and try to wow him when she comes out... ... Just takes off her clothes right there. She's not smirking over her shoulder at him at all. Or intentionally taking off her clothes slowly. Those would be dirty accusations.
America smiles and slaps her ass affectionately, turning away to strip off his own clothes and pull on the new tailored pants and a nice shirt with his dinner jacket. He shines his glasses idly as he glances at her
Bing squeaks and slips on her dress. It's cute and strapless and ends mid thigh and looks far too good with the backseamed sheers she's pulling up her legs.
America watches her dress with a happy little smile, just happy that he gets to be around such a beautiful woman
Bing bends over and slips on the matching blue satin pumps she got before turning to see him...Mmm, that's not fair America. Stop looking so good in suits.
America thinks, “Oh just wait until you see me tomorrow, baby. James fucking Bond.”
Bing: Hmmm, perfectly charming as always~ A-and me?
Bing does a little turn for him.
America: You look as beautiful as ever. As always.
Bing smiles and walks up to him, straightening his tie a little before leaning up to peck him on the lips. "Thank you, baby ko."
America smiles and takes her hands, dancing with her for a moment before dipping her low and kissing her
Bing giggles as they dance, then squeaks a little when he dips her, sighing and responding fully to his kiss.
America pulls her back up, tight against him, and holds her close as they kiss
Bing moans a little as the kiss continues, pulling back gently after a few sweet moments. "...i-if we keep that up, we really won't ever leave this room." And that would be a waste of money.
America smiles and offers his arm to her. "C'mon. We can go to the casino for a little while, then have dinner at the magic show."
Bing smiles back, taking his arm as they exit.
(later)
Bing giggles as they stumble back into the room, embarrassingly a little tipsy on the half glass of wine that the server convinced her to have (it's perfectly safe for the baby). "Mmm, i-it's nice to see that we can win back at least some of the money you're putting into this place~"
America smiles and laughs a little, kissing her forehead. "We made back a fair amount~"
Bing: Mmmhmm~
America kisses down the side of her face to her neck, scooping her up into his arms and carrying her to the bed.
Bing eep! Clings to him, kissing him back where she can reach him as he carries her.
America tosses her onto the bed. Oh hello upskirt shot :>
Bing squeals. "A-America!" Giggles and hooks her stilettoed foot around his knee, tugging him to her.
America chuckles and leans over her, kissing her hungrily and tugging her skirt up slowly~
Bing moans into the kiss, quickly pushing off his dinner jacket and sliding her heel up and down his leg. Mmm, hello Florida, I do believe I said I'd make you feel better~ Grinds up against him.
America grinds back down on her, hard and pointed, nipping at her lips. Okay maybe he's a little more tipsy than her. That lady at the casino was supplying him with a pretty steady stream of mojitos
Bing moans louder as she feels his bulge, rocking her hips up to his, his cock rubbing against her very swollen clit. "Mmm, Alfred~ T-take everything off, baby ko~!"
America leans back and unbuttons his shirt, throwing it aside like one of those Chip'n'dales dancers
Bing sits up a little, giggling and cheering him on...and maybe takes out some singles from her purse from their winnings, waving them at him suggestively.
America smiles and gets up beside the bed, dancing suggestively and with a "coy" pout on his lips. Really he just looks silly.
Bing giggles more and tucks a bill into his waist band. "You're still far too clothed to earn more than that~"
America grins and undoes his belt, whipping it off and tossing it aside~!
Bing grins and cheers him on, rubbing up the backs of his thighs and slipping a dollar into the waistband...near his ass. Mmm, let's just give it a little squeeze, too~
America chuckles a little and turns, wiggling his butt foolishly for her as he undoes them and sloooowly begins sliding them off~
Bing playfully slaps his ass, putting the rest of the bills into his boxers...then shrugs, just tugging them off him impatiently, pouncing on him with a giggle.
America squeaks, crashing to the floor with a giggling fiance on him!
Bing that giggling fiance isn't giggling anymore, but licking at his cock again with a pleased little moan.
America groans and runs a hand through her hair, Florida perking up further to twitch in Bing's mouth
Bing purrs and lets him in her mouth, pumping up and down on him for a few moments, letting his tip slide into her throat before she slowly slides him out. "N-need to take mine off, too..." Even if she's the one that attacked him that does not mean she's blushing any less.
America smiles, reaching down to tug at her sheers. "You could...mmn, keep the dress on~?"
Bing blushes even more... then nods and stops him from taking them off. "...Th...then you can...um, tear my stockings? They're not new, and the baby is making them stretch..." ohgodwhatamIsaying?!
America ...blushes...
...and then lifts her up to put her back on the bed...
...and THEN just rips the fuck out of those things. Oh look, now they're crotchless.
Bing squeaks, getting a thrill out of him just...taking her in her new dress. She spreads her legs for him, tugging the little scrap of lace from her panties aside to he can get to her pussy...
America runs his fingers over her pussy slowly, still blushing and smiling a little, before he slides forward and shoves into her
Bing mewls as he just pushes into her, squeezing him a bit tight as she sighs, reaching out to hold him.
America groans at the squeeze of her cunt around him, leaning down to nuzzle her chest slightly.
Bing arches up against him, her hand moving behind her to tug down her zipper a bit so the top part of her dress it loose. Since she didn't have a strapless bra except for the wedding, she just went without.
America smiles and leans in to nuzzle and suck her breasts.
Bing: Ohh, Al~
Bing clings to him, urging him to move.
America starts into her with a fairly steady, rigorous thrust of his hips, nipping her neck gently
Bing purrs, rocking against him, turning her head so he has better access to her neck.
America makes sure not to bite too hard; he's sure he'll get hell if she has hickeys on her wedding day.
Bing groans and wouldn't care right now, since she's not thinking about that. She's just lost in the feel of him, moaning praises and instructions for him in Filipino.
America can't really follow the Filipino, so he just nibbles and suckles her neck, moving that attention down to her breasts as he fucks her a little harder and deeper
Bing: Oh, YES~ Mmm, baby ko, more!
Bing is probably being a little too loud, but to hell with it. They'll probably just get louder later. ;D
America is quite sure nobody will mind compared to their WEDDING night
Bing meant that... wraps her still-heeled feet around him, pulling him deeper in her.
America grins and settles into that hard, deep, fast pace easily. "Mmn...such a good girl~"
Bing giggles. "Ah, I though...you...said I was...a naughty girl~?"
America: Mmn...a wonderfully naughty girl...so good~
Bing purrs and slides that heel over his ass and down his thigh, running it back up again with a moan. "A wonderfully, naughty sl--sl--" Blushes.
America nods a little, leaning in to lick the seam of her lips. "Wonderfully naughty little slut...so good for me."
Bing whimpers as he teases her mouth, her smile widening at the sound of the word, squeezing him intentionally
America groans slightly at how tightly she squeezes, reaching down to tease her pussy around his cock a little
Bing mewls when he touches her, body trembling a bit more. "Oh God, you feel so good~!"
America smiles and teases in a finger next to his cock, rubbing her clit with his thumb as he does so
Bing gasps loudly at both the extra intrusion and the teasing of her clit, practlically squealing as she unexpectedly comes. "OH FUCK! AL~!"
America groans a little, gritting his teeth and pulling his finger out to tease her ass for a moment before just gripping her hips and fucking her deeply but affectionately
Bing whimpers as she keeps coming, squeaking when her ass is teased and pouts when he moves his finger away. She stop, though, when he fucks her in that brutal yet loving manner, trying not to just scream out right in pleasure. She's still not coming down from her high.
America is planning on keeping her on that high for a little while longer yet...long enough for him to come anyway
Bing is probably making a lot of wet noises down there, maybe even loud enough for him to hear even with her moaning loudly in his ear as she clings to him, arching her breasts against his chest and squeezing him tightly. It's so messy he could probably slide right in her ass with her natural fluids alone. If he wanted to, that is.
America can indeed hear those nice wet noises. He slips another finger in her pussy as he fucks her. "So dirty...so good, mmn~"
Bing purrs and mewls and whimpers and clings and... "Oh God, don't stop. Never stop, baby ko~!"
America is going to have to stop soon...p-probably sooner than he'd like, mmmn~
Bing i-is totally fine with him stopping in the one situation.
America groans as he continues to fuck her, more erratic now
Bing starts to actually scream as her orgasms peak on top of all the others, her nails raking across his back as she comes one last, mind blowing time.
America swears under his breath and groans as he buries deep in her and comes hard, twitching a little with pleasure
Bing collapses in his arms, fighting to not pass out right away as she catches her breath. "W-w-wooww~"
America: You liked that?
Bing: Mmhm~ Th-though, maybe we should have saved that for tomorrow night...
America: Had to make our last night in sin memorable too, right?
Bing blushes deeply, burying her face in his chest. "Y-yes... ...I-I made a mess, I think..."
America: It's fine, don't worry about it
America kisses all over the top of her head
Bing giggles and returns the kisses. "Alfred, let me get out of my dress before we ruin it further~" She nudges him off her, smiling quite a bit at him.
America rolls over her, helping to unzip her the rest of the way and pull off her dress, kissing her all over
Bing sighs, enjoying that...until she sees the clock and lets out a screech, covering her face and pushing her lover back onto the bed as she darts to the bathroom.
America: ...
Bing: D-don't look at me!
America glances at the clock...which does read well after midnight. He laughs a little, grabbing his slacks and dinner jacket. "Okay, okay. Give me a few minutes, and then you can come out, okay? Two minutes."
America grabs the rest of his things and goes out through the balcony, around the corner, and into the second room he rented out, specifically for this night.
Bing figures it's good to come back out, after having washed up again and...oh God, she feels bad about that. She's very superstitious, though, so she can't have America seeing her face until the wedding...as much as it will kill her. She looks around after putting on pajamas, draping one of the sheets around her as she looks for where he went.
America picks up the inroom phone and calls their suite, humming slightly as he lounges on the bed
Bing jumps a little and picks up the phone. "H-Hello?"
America: Hey baby. Don't worry. Go to sleep; you need your beauty rest.
Bing: ...O-ok...but can you do me a favor?
America: Of course, baby.
Bing: ...turn off the lights. I still want to kiss you good night.
America: Okay. I can do that, baby. The room's right next door. It's the only other room that opens onto this balcony. Practically a closet, really; I think it's meant for kids to stay in, for the suite.
Bing smiles. "I'll see you in a moment." She hangs up and wraps the sheet around her, tugging it a little over her head to obscure her face and steps out to the balcony, then into the small room.
America flicks off the lights quickly after she's hung up, waiting patiently on the bed for her at an angle where the moonlight won't let too much light in.
Bing looks around the room as best she can for him. "Baby ko?"
America: I'm here.
Bing goes up to him happily as she wraps her arms around him and kisses him passionately. "I can stay here a bit longer this way..."
America smiles and kisses her back. "You should rest though. And if you stay here, I'll try to look at you~"
Bing nuzzles him. "Fine. But give me a bit." She strokes his hair, pulling him for another kiss.
America pulls her in for another kiss and wraps his arms around her tightly
Bing holds him tight as she returns the kiss, sighing as she presses against him.
Bing: Mmm, God, I really don't want to leave, either...
America: But you should. You'll see me in a few hours.
America: ...am I allowed to see you for Brunch?
Bing: ...I'll wear some big trendy shades.
Bing leans up and kisses him one last time.
Bing: I love you, Alfred.
America kisses her back deeply
America: I love you too, Isobella
Bing goes back to the balcony, looking back at him one las time, the light just catching her smile as she slips away and back into the main room.
They will elope, getting help from Russia (who, oddly enough, became close to the couple as a result of Bing's discovery) in providing a distraction as they board a plane to LA. From there, they'll board a cruise to Hawaii, and marry at dusk in a Catholic chapel on board, spending the rest of the trip as their honeymoon. When they return and their daughter is born, they will have a proper wedding with the family.
Bing wrings her hands nervously. "So did you get the tickets prepared?" She's fully packed, her dress all set in a garment bag.
America nods, smiling and rubbing her arms. "We're fine."
Bing: Good... L-let's get going before anyone catches us ;;
America grabs some of her stuff and smiles, kissing her gently. "I love you. Don't worry, we'll be fine." Out to the car they go to catch a plane!
Bing giggles as they speed off. She's glad she got used to his driving.
America is glad she is too <3 zoomzoom~
Bing ...i-is just as glad to see the airport once they're there, though. Oh god, they're really doing this...
America parks the car and brushes her cheek gently. "C'mon. They'll be getting close to boarding soon."
Bing smiles, calming down as she takes his hand and luggage and runs so they can get through check-in quickly.
America chuckles and jogs along with her to the security checkpoint.
Bing bounces a little as they check their bags and hand then their tickets so they can going on to the gate.
America taps his foot a little impatiently even as he smiles amiably at the woman running the desk. Finally, she hands over their boarding passes and America grabs Bing's hand to pull her along~
Bing is pulled along and giggles at his impatien---whyisthatsecurityguardlookingatmelikethat?
America grabs her closer. Ignorethatasshole.
Bing sighs when she sees that he's not looking at her in that stern manner and relaxes as America pulls her closer.
Bing: So, you're not letting me leave our room once we're married, huh~?
America: No, never ever again.
Bing giggles. "You spoil me so much." She gives him a kiss, one she wanted to let linger, but it looks like they're starting to board. "What group are we?"
America: Uh... *he listens to the rows being called and then sort of laughs, grabbing his carry-on* This is us, actually. First class, you know.
Bing blushes as she picks hers up. "...You really spoil me too much."
America: I could never spoil you enough, baby. *Especially not after the bullshit he's been pulling ;;*
Bing pulls him into a deep kiss for that, ignoring any stares she's getting, especially from the lady taking their tickets.
America smiles and chuckles a little into the kiss, pulling away to hand over the boarding pass finally and hurry the two of them down the walkway to the plane.
Bing giggles and boards the plane, oohing at how nice and relatively spacious first class is.
America is used to first class
Bing is used to business at best;;
America oooh, business is nice too, he traveled business once...they gave him fresh squeezed orange juice \o/
Bing ...was on it twice from upgrades >.>
America BUCKLES BING INTO HER SEAT AND KISSES HER BABY BUMP :3
Bing giggles and...wow, this is a seat? Looked more like bed.
America SPRAWLS IN HIS SEAT and doesn't buckle up just yet because ffft, take off is easy you don't need a seatbelt for that
Bing snickers as a flight attendant tells him to please buckle in
America pouts at the flight attendant. Does as he's told though...normally he'd flirt out of it, but instead he just buckles his seatbelt and kisses Bing's cheek.
Bing turns and kisses him back. "I know you're used to it, but it's not a private flight, after all."
America: Hm, what do you mean?
Bing: You still gotta listen to the attendants.
Bing stickler for the rules. Most of the time.
America: I did, I did~
America chuckles and kisses her again. "Later in the flight, mmn, can we join the mile high club~?"
Bing blushes. "Y-you're so naughty~" Is considering it though...
America smiles and sits back as they finish boarding and go through the whole pre-flight drills before the plane begins to taxi. He holds Bing's hand the whole time.
Bing snuggles up to him as best she can with their seats dividing them, only half listening to the flight attendant, quite used to the whole procedure. "I love you."
America: I love you too, baby.
Bing smiles and leans back again as they star to take off, her eyes not leaving his.
America smiles and squeezes her hand gently
Bing is about to drift off to sleep as they're already in the air and the seatbelt light is off [the moment in which she took that thing off her poor pregnant belly] when an attendant informs them that she saw that Bing is pregnant and offers them an upgrade to private suite on board for a small fee that will be added to America's account. "...T-They have those?"
America: Yeah...c'mon, let's upgrade :3
Bing smiles knowingly and gets up, grabbing her carry on. She leans in and whispers to him, "I think you will get your little club membership today, baby ko~"
America grins and nibbles her ear gently as their escorted
Bing giggles. The flight attendant opens the sliding door to the small cabin suit and guides them in, taking their bags and putting it in a small overhead closet and letting them know that there's a button if they need anything, handing them a menu before closing the door with what might have been a wink.
America thinks that was definitely a wink and smiles, scooping Bing into his arms and carrying her to the bed in the suite
Bing giggles. "So, is this a preview of how you're not going to let me leave our room on the cruise?"
America: Of course~ See, you're not even allowed to walk now <3
Bing laughs. "You're gonna let me get all lazy and fat on you if you don't even allow that~! Hmm, but it's really sweet..." She pulls him over her and kisses him deeply. And maybe squeezes his butt a little there.
America purrs at the kiss and squeaks at the butt squeezing. Oh mai, miss thing. "Well~ we'll be sure to have LOTS OF SEX to make up for the lack of walking. And once we get back and after the baby, you'll get to walk again."
Bing: Mmm, fantastic~
Bing arches her hips up a bit to grind against him. "Can we start now?"
America smiles, bending down over her to kiss her deep and thoroughly. "Of course we can. Whatever you want, lovely."
Bing moans into that kiss, undoing then tugging off his shirt quickly. She's going to keep him plenty busy on this cruise, once they're married.
America thinks she's going to keep him plenty busy even before they're married~ Oh hello hand up her shirt
Bing purrs and runs her hands over his chest and stomach a bit before holding him close to her as she keeps kissing him
America purrs into the kiss, slowly and methodically removing her clothing without one breaking their lips apart
Bing slides her hands into his pants and boxers, rubbing his ass for a bit before moving them so one hand goes to stroke his cock and the other undoes his fly.
America groans at the touch to his ass and then his cock, squirming a little and breaking away from the kiss to glance at her lustfully while fondling her breasts
Bing: Mmmm, I like this club.
America: Oh, just wait, baby~
Bing: Don't want to wait...
America chuckles softly, sliding a hand down to her pussy to fondle her there a little too.
Bing pulls her hand out so she can pull those pants down and uses her feet to shove them off all the way.
Bing: Mmm, yesss~ W-want that!
America slips a single finger into her. "Is that so~~?"
Bing: Ohhh, God~
America fucks her with his finger, nice and fast
America: Alfred will do just fine~ no need to call me God~~~
Bing wraps her hands around his cock, stroking it as she rides his finger. "Bl-blasphe---Mmm, don't care, just make love to me, baby ko!"
America smiles and nips her chin before sliding up against her, rubbing the head of his cock against her clit for a moment before he grips his shaft and guides himself into her. "You love me even if I am a blasphemous asshole. For whatever reason. And I sooo love that you do still love me...no matter what I've done...it's amazing."
Bing sighs as he slides in. "Mmm, it's 'cause you just...so amazing yourself. And I've always loved you. Since the first time...oh! I've seen you in action and you helped me on the battle field...Can't let you go now that I have you."
America smiles affectionately and deeply, even if his eyes are the tiniest bit sad. He kisses her deeply as he sinks all the way in. "Ready?"
Bing leans up and gives him a comforting kiss. She caught that bit of sadness. When she breaks it, she smiles at him and nods.
America smiles back, kissing her back rather aggressively as he pins her down by the shoulders--rather gently, for him, though it's still pretty forceful--and begins to fuck her
Bing: Ahhh, god, yesss!
America grins as he keeps holding her down and fucking her, just hard and fast enough to give her the pleasure he knows she loves without worrying himself too much.
Bing indeed loves it and loves Alfred and, hopefully not too loudly, makes it quite known. She tries to arch her hips up to meet him, but stops when she find that she's utterly dominated ...and gets wetter and tighter at the thought.
Bing: B-baby ko, let me touch you~!
America groans at the sudden tightening, grinning down at her and pinching a nipple quickly. "But I'm supposed to be...doing all the work~"
Bing whimpers, half in pleasure, half at his answer. "I-I like working, sometimes...Mmm, especially if it's in pleasing you~"
America smiles, kissing her neck and the tops of her breasts. "You pleasin' me just fine, lady~"
Bing smiles, her facial expression seeming a little naughty from how painted with pleasure it is. She arches her back a little, moving her breasts closer to his face suggestively as she gently strokes his sides with the little bit of arm movement their position allows her.
America squirms slightly at the tickly sensation of her fingers on his sides, jerking a little sharply into her as he nips at her breasts. He loves that naughty expression~
Bing purrs, more pleasure running through her as he plays with her sensitive breasts. "Mmm, suck on them~"
America does just that, nipping a little in the middle of his sucking some times. Such a beautiful wonderful fiance he has. His hips speed up just a little from his pleasure in giving her pleasure
Bing: Oh, GOD! Fuck, Alfred, just like that~!
America grins slightly, going nice and fast inside of her. "You look beautiful..."
Bing: Mmm, a-and you're always---AH! Ohhh, so fucking gorgeous... H-harder, baby~!
America goes a little harder, sucking her nipples intently as he arches his back to get a good angle inside her
Bing feels him jab sharply against her G-spot and squeals, scratching a little at his sides as she moans, "Oh I'm gonna come, Al!!! OhmoremoremorefuckMORE!"
America growls slightly, leaning up to nip her neck as he fucks her harder and faster now, aiming just at that angle to get more of those pleasured squeals out of her. "Come for me baby...mmmn~"
Bing comes quite hard, her fluids rushing a bit messily from her pussy as she clenches hard, her nails dragging on his sides and her heels digging into his flesh as she pulls him in deeper with her legs.
America groans a little, fucking deep into her from her heels pushing him in as she contracts around him. He smiles at her, and then blushes, looking down and to the side slightly. "...wanna come...on you...not inside, mmmn~"
Bing calms down, purring as he still moves and blushes slightly at him when she hears his request. "N-naughty...T-try to get it in my mouth... and on my breasts..."
America smiles a bit doofily, pulling out very slowly and then sliding up her body to straddle her, stroking his cock and holding her arms down with his knees. "Oh, you want it in your mouth, huh? What a dirty little girl I'm marrying~"
Bing: Very dirty~ Now come for me, America~
Bing closes her eyes halfway and keeps her mouth open with a needy, slutty expression.
America groans a little bit, biting his lip as he does, in fact, come in stripes across her breasts, neck and face, trying to aim for her mouth.
Bing licks the come of her lips with a moan, then sits up as best she can to lick his cock for whatever didn't get on her.
America runs a hand through her hair and thrusts into her mouth a little for the last of his come to be milked out into her mouth.
Bing happily drinks it, letting him in her throat as he does so. "Mmm, I...really, really like this club~"
America: Ah...y-yeah~ it's a very nice club~
Bing grins and nudges him off, grabbing some tissues to clean off the rest of his come. "Mmm, now I'm hungry!"
America laughs, grabbing the menu and throwing one of the plush bathrobes that come with the suite at her. "What do you want?"
Bing looks at the menu and makes a quick choice. "The three cheese pasta with lamb and spinach salad."
America presses the button to get a flight attendant to come up--grabbing a bathrobe of his own before she enters--and orders the pasta, salad, a pale ale and bottle of sparkling cider, and a steak--rare--for himself.
Bing throws on her robe and sits down just in time for the same attendant to come in to take their orders with a knowing smile, shutting the sliding doors on her way out. She blushes a bit with a goofy smile aimed at her soon-to-be-husband.
America smiles back over, coming to flop on the bed. "...dude. There's a TV in the ceiling. That's so cool. I love technology."
Bing: I couldn't afford this kind of flight on my own... heck, not even with my boss! It's really something, baby ko~
America smiles, pulling her close to cuddle. He's not going to admit that he almost maxed out one of several credit cards just for this flight, and a second for the cruise. He'll figure out the money later.
Bing cuddles and nuzzles, flipping on the tv and turning up the volume (oh cool, speakers! She's used to needing the ear buds) and settles on UP since she hasn't seen it yet.
America cuddles on her softly. Is a little sleepy from all that exertion. "...did you like it forceful like that...?"
Bing blushes and nods. "It was...exciting, actually. And very sexy."
America smiles up at her, kissing her shoulder gently. "We can try it again some time...? If you'd like."
Bing nods. "An-and if you want to...yo-you can call me that word." She blushes even more.
America smiles a little softer. "When it feels right...I might~"
Bing was honestly surprised he didn't when he said he was marrying a dirty girl.
Bing: Mm, that'd be nice~
America snuggles on her and enjoys the movie, getting up only when their food comes and wheeling the little cart over to the bedside.
Bing sits up and politely thanks the attendant. She tells them that they should probably dress as soon as they're done eating, as they'll be landing in a little over an hour and they'll likely sleep the rest of the flight off. Bing blushes a little harder and wonders if she heard how intense the sex was just then.
America smiles and thanks the attendant as well, sitting crosslegged on the bed as he uncovers his steak and takes the bottle of pale ale off ice to open with his teeth and get at. Yummy booze, aaaah.
Bing envies her fiance a bit for being able to drink alcohol, but happily enjoys her meal and sparkling cider. She wonders if she should have mentioned the half a glass of wine she's allowed, but decides it's better to forgo the stuff all together. At least she's not pregnant for a full nine months like humans are.
America thinks the not being pregnant for nine months is good too
Bing leans back and pats her baby bump, having enjoyed that meal greatly. "Mmm, we probably should get dressed..."
America: Mmn, good plan~
Bing smiles and tugs open her belt, letting the robe fall off as she looks around the bed for where America tossed her clothes.
America grins at her naked body under the robe, lounging back and enjoying the last of his beer quietly
Bing finds her panties and bends over to get them on.
America grins and slaps her ass
Bing: Eep! A-Al! Help me get the rest of my clothes, you naughty boy~
America: Mmn, no, if I help you, I'll just want to take them off again~
Bing: ...H-help me get dressed, baby ko.
Bing isn't blushing...or getting turned on by how much he appears to want her... >//////>
America always wants her. CONTINUES TO LOUNGE, and then realizes--"Wait, get back on the bed :| you're not supposed to be doing anything."
Bing: ...But the attendant said we should...o-ok...
Bing gets back on the bed, with just her panties on and her bra in hand
America GALLANTLY assists her in putting her bra back on, and then roots around for the rest of her clothing--flung about the cabin--and puts those on her as well, slowly and reverently.
Bing giggles and blushes. America acting as the Philippine's manservant. Who'd ever guess? She cups his face in her hands and kisses him just as slowly and reverently as he was just treating her.
America sighs into the kiss and lays down beside her for now, watching the end of the movie until the buckle seatbelt light is turned on and he ushers her over to a low couch with seatbelts for their decent
Bing giggles. "You still haven't gotten dressed, baby ko~"
America: ...
America grabs his pants and puts those on while they're in descent. Fuck the seatbelt.
Bing giggles and watches. "Keep the shirt off and come here."
America scoots over close with a smile. "Yes mum~?"
Bing tugs him close to her and kisses him deeply. "You're fantastic and I love you."
America pures and smiles into the kiss. "I love you too and you're the most wonderful and glorious person I've ever considered marrying. (nevermind that you're the only one I've considered marrying)"
Bing keeps kissing him as they land and the plane taxi's to the gate. "Now you can put on a shirt before the attendant comes to check on us and clean up~"
America smiles, unbuckling her seatbelt and grabbing his shirt to pull it on before grabbing both of their carry-on bags and offering his elbow to her. "M'lady~"
Bing smiles back, linking her arm with his as they get off the plane. She blushes as she catches the eye of their attendant who thanks them for flying with the plane company. Bing shyly thanks her for all her help.
America smiles and waves to the attendant politely as they head out for security and baggage claim. "Do you want to catch a taxi to the docks while I get the checked luggage? It shouldn't be too long."
Bing nods, pulling on her coat and stepping out to wave over a cab that pulls up quickly. She tells the driver to stand as she's waiting for her fiancé to get the last of their luggage.
America comes out after a few minutes, hauling all of their luggage relatively easily and looking a little miffed. "I hate fucking airport people."
Bing pets him as the cabbie takes their things and puts them in the trunk, asking him where they're going to go.
America hands over the address of the dock the cruiseline uses, smiling amiably. The cabbie nods as America and Bing slide into the taxi
Bing snuggles a bit with America, clinging to his arm as she looks past him and out the window at the buildings. "This city sure is amazing!"
America looks out the window with her. "Yeah...I'm always impressed, each time I come back here."
Bing: Mmm, I bet it looks even more amazing from a boat though~
America: Everything looks amazing on the sea.
Bing: Mmhm...If it weren't winter, I would say we should get married on the deck.
America: It'll be nice inside too. And once we're closer to the Equator, it'll be nice.
Bing: Mmm, yes~
Bing hopes there's a nice large window in the chapel for them to get a lovely night view of the city in as they make their vows. That would be perfectly romantic~
America hums and kisses her cheek and neck gently, pulling away from his lazy ministrations only when they finally reach the docks. He smiles, letting Bing out of the cab and grabbing the luggage from the back of the taxi
Bing: Wow~! I've never been on a ship like this for pleasure!
Bing is so easily impressed with luxury stuff.
America smiles offering his elbow to her. Wonders what she'll think of the suite he got them, then.
Bing thanks the taxi for his patience as he's paid and takes America's arm as they board onto the cruise ship. She's smiling as a crew member tells them where there cabin is.
America smiles to the crew member slightly, guiding Bing around the deck slowly to show her everything he can before taking her in and down to their cabin--it's on the second floor below the top deck, opening to a private balcony space opposite the entrance, almost half again the size of their room together in HQ.
Bing: Wow...y-you got us a balcony cabin?!
America: I thought you'd like it. The chapel's on this same floor, on the opposite end. If it's not too cool, the pastor said he'd let us be on the deck they have.
Bing grins and half pounces on him, kissing him all over his face. "Oh baby ko, this couldn't be anymore perfect!"
America smiles and swings her around happily, kissing her back. "I'm glad you like it. Now let me put the bags down."
Bing giggles and lets go, exploring the rest of the cabin. When she's satisfied with getting a drink from the mini bar, she puts it down on the bed stand and flops on to the bed, reaching out to him.
America finishes unpacking their things into the stationary dresser and shutting the drawers tightly before he smiles and saunters proudly over to his soon-to-be wife, flopping onto the bed and rolling her up in his arms
Bing: Mmm, so when do we have the wedding booked for? ...T-tonight?
America: Tomorrow afternoon, around two. I figured we could go to brunch first...
Bing: Mmm...so this is going to be our last night living in sin~?
America: heh...seems so
Bing giggles and snuggles up to him a bit suggestively. "Hmmm, to bad we don't get out bachelor and bachelorette parties... what ever shall we do to make up for it~?"
America cocks a brow at her, then smiles and sighs jokingly. "Well, I don't know about you~ but I was thinking of hitting up the bar and casino on board~"
Bing entirely misses his joking tone. "O-oh." Ponders that. "Hmm, I haven't really gambled before..."
America kisses her neck softly, nuzzling a little. "Or...we could stay in..."
Bing giggles. "I-it's up to you, I suppose...?" Balances either idea in her head and she gives him better access to her neck with a sigh. "I really don't...mmm, mind either way."
America continues to kiss and nibble. "Well...what do you want, on our last night living in sin~"
Bing: Ah! Mm, w-well... maybe some dancing and gambling would be nice... but I don't have anything really fantastic to wear aside from my dress...
America: You'll look fantastic in whatever.
Bing tries to look pensive as he teases her skin like that. "Hmm, but I'm sure we're supposed to dress nicer than most of what I brought with us... Maybe if I can do a little shopping first... Mmm, but this is so comfy, I don't think I want to get up. Maybe we can do something that I don't need to be so...dressed up for?"
America trips a few fingers down her chest. "Oh~ and what could that~ be~?"
Bing trembles. "Ca-calling room service and--mmm, doing a little more of what we were doing on the plane? I mean...i-if you're up to it~?"
America smiles, nipping her ear. "I'm up for whatever, baby. I'm supposed to be treating you good, right~? So whatever you want."
Bing: Mmm, would I be selfish to ask for both?
America: Of course not, baby.
Bing grins and kisses him deeply. "Even if I say I want you know and later?" Smirks and rubs his crotch over his pants.
America grins and groans a little. "Just give me a little time to recover between. Whatever~ you~ want."
Bing giggles and slides down the bed, unzipping his fly and pulling him out, stroking his shaft. "Mmm, I think...I want...to suck on my soon-to-be husband's cock~" She gives it a long lick with a moan, tongue swirling over his tip when she reaches it.
America shivers a little, smiling and running a hand through her hair. "Well...I don't have much choice~ If m'lady wants to suck her manservant's cock...she gets what she wants <3"
Bing smiles at him as she starts to suck his tip gently with a purr, pumping the shaft in one hand and fondling his balls in the other.
America groans softly, his eyes sliding closed for a moment before he looks back down at her affectionately
Bing lets him slip out of her mouth as she goes back to teasing the slit at the top with the tip of her tongue, then hungrily licking him all over the shaft, continuing to tease the slit with her finger. "Is it naughty that I love doing this for you?"
America smiles a little, gripping her hair for a moment. "Maybe a little~"
Bing groans softly. "Does that make me a little naughty?" She moves lower to take one of his balls in her mouth, sucking gently with a slutty little noise.
America bites his lip and squirms, shifting under her a little and spreading his legs. "'bout as naughty as I am for loving it so much~"
Bing lets that testicle go with a soft pop, teasing his asshole a little before licking all the way up from it to the tip of his cock with a happy sigh. "Mmm, and you're very, very naughty...guess that makes me just as naughty~" With a little, hungry growl, she takes as much of him in her mouth, letting his tip slide slightly into her throat before she starts to bob her head up and down, moaning around his dick.
America groans at the vibrations sliding up and down his dick with her bobbing head, gritting his teeth with pleasure as he grips her hair--not to guide or force her or anything, simply for the anchor her hair provided. "F-fuck...y-yeah...a naughty little...little slut..." He practically whispered the last bit, blushing darkly.
Bing w-wouldn't mind a little bit of forcefulness... She moans deeply as she hears the whispered word, closing her eyes and just enjoys the sensation of his cock sliding in and out of her mouth. She sucks it a little harder, fondling his balls again for a minute before she teases his hole again.
America gasps a little at the finger teasing his hole, blushing horrifically now as he tugs her hair. "W-wait...mmn..."
Bing blushes and pulls her hand back, but doesn't stop sucking. She just looks up at him inquisitively. "Hmm?"
America just keeps blushing, biting his lip a little. He'sabitembarrassedaboutlikingbeingtouchedbackthereforthemoment...
Bing raises an eyebrow, letting go of his cock to talk. "I thought you like it when I tease you there, baby ko?" She pumps him a bit in her free hand, licking the tip every now and then as she waits for an answer.
America whines a little. "I...I do. J-just..." Is embarrassed and a little ashamed of it right now.
Bing goes back to teasing him there, though a little tentatively now. "Just..." Licks. "...what?"
America whines again, squeezing his eyes shut. "...I'mjustembarrassed..."
Bing: ...O-oh... A-about Ivan?
America blushes a little and swallows, squeezing his eyes shut and muttering a little apology.
Bing blushes back, mumbling that it's ok. "I... I kinda like playing with you there, though..." She pulls her hand away, playing with his balls. "If you don't want me to, though..."
America blushes a little and looks down at her looking a little chastened but still breathing heavily. He smiles a little shakily. "W-whatever you want, baby. I'm supposed to be treating you good, right...?"
Bing smiles. "Mmm, and I do so like to play with you there, too..." She pets him all over; cock, balls, ass. With lovingly little sighs, she rubs her cheek against his inner thigh, watching his reactions. "I love you...and I'm not that mad that it happened. Just...a little sad. But right now, I just want to focus on us. And give you pleasure in every way I can." Because, although he wants to be showering her with pleasure, in this moment, she actually doesn't want to do anything other than pleasure him until dinner time.
America blushes deeply, nodding a little as he swallows a little, shutting his eyes and lying back to let this all happen.
Bing smiles and laves him all over his sensitive spots, paying extra attention to his ass and the tip of his cock, all the while whispering and moaning out how much she loves him.
America groans and slowly begins to shake with pleasure and abandon, running his fingers through her hair slowly and affectionately the longer she teases him like that
Bing rims him with a happy little noise, watching him with a slight giggle. "Mmm, I do recall maybe hearing you call me a certain word...I think I liked it a bit~"
America blushes a little more, but smiles. "Oh~ and what certain word would that be~?"
Bing blushes quite a bit herself, pouting as she moves to flick her tongue under the tip of his cock. "I-I want to hear you say it..."
America: ...wh-what...that you're a...a naughty little slut...?
Bing moans, slowly licking around the head. "Ohhh, again~"
America groans a little, tugging her hair a little. "N-nasty...slut...s-suck my dick, c-c'mon..."
Bing greedily takes it in her mouth, sucking and deep throating him with a very pleased sound.
America groans and rocks his hips up into her mouth very slowly, breathing heavily and squeezing his eyes shut. "Nasty...nasty slut...!"
Bing bobs her head over him, fucking him in her mouth, purring and returning to tease his hole with her finger tips.
America groans slightly, tugging at her hair again, biting his lip for a moment before his breath his coming even faster. "Do you...do you want my come, you nasty, naughty little slut? Little whore~?"
Bing groans, nodding as she keeps sucking him eagerly. She wants it quite badly.
America: T-tell me where you want it, slut.
Bing lets him go, stroking him again in her mouth and licking the head of his dick like a lollipop. "Mmm, on my face, baby~! In my mouth and on my face~ Hurry!" She goes back to sucking his head, pumping the shaft quickly in her hand.
America groans, arching his back and fucking her mouth a little before he grits his teeth and comes hard in her mouth and across her cheeks and throat, panting desperately
Bing purrs, swallowing what spills in her mouth, then licking what she can with a moan. "...G-God, you really have made me into a dirty slut..." She blushes quite a lot, embarrassed now that they're done. For now.
America smiles a little shyly, leaning in to lick her face and neck clean as he mumbles little apologies interspersed with how beautiful she is.
Bing giggles and kisses him once he's gotten all of it, sharing his taste. "We're both pretty dirty... Mmm, let take a quick shower before we do a bit of shopping, hmm?"
America nods and smiles a little, kissing her back slowly and gently
Bing starts to strip him off right there, not breaking the kiss as she lifts his hands to help her out of her own clothes.
America strips her as well, quickly and efficiently, before hoisting her into his arms and carrying her to the bathroom. A casual look out the balcony door tells him that while they were otherwise occupied, the ship disembarked, and he turns a little so Bing can see the sea
Bing sees that beautiful stretch of ocean as they move. She smiles, kissing along his shoulder. "So perfect..." she whispers against his skin.
America smiles and continues on to the bathroom, which is just as ridiculously huge as the bedroom of the suite, with a long bank of counters with two sinks, mirrors everywhere, a glass partition to an open shower as well as a huge jacuzzi-style tub. "Shower or bath, doll."
Bing: Mmm, shower. I want to save the bath for tomorrow night~
America: Alrighty~
America sets her down only because it's hard to bathe someone in the shower when they're in your arms. He leads her around the partition and starts up the shower, letting the cold run to hot on him before he pulls her in close to start soaking her down slowly.
Bing smiles and reaches for the soap, lathering it in her hands so she can wash him.
America blushes a little and stands still so she can wash him, kissing her whenever he can reach her
Bing blushes and runs her hands over him in small massaging circles, getting every inch of his body clean and kissing every where she can as the suds are rinsed off in the spray. "Mmm, all mine~"
America smiles a little sadly, remembering his infidelity again, and nods. "Yes. Yours. All yours."
Bing honestly is too happy about everything to even think about that and doesn't quite catch the sadness in his voice there. She even gets down on her knees there, practically worshipping him. Even with the infidelity, though it's only in the back of her mind now, she can't imagine ever having someone better for a lover and husband.
America smiles down at her, laughing softly as he runs a hand through her hair and pulls her back up. "Aren't I supposed to be treating you like the queen, here?"
Bing: Mmm, but I like worshiping you, too...
America blushes a little darker.
Bing smiles, blushing about as deeply as him as she kisses her way back up his body. "Love you, America." She goes on her toes and gives him a deep kiss, handing him the soap.
America smiles and kisses back as he takes the soap, lathering his hands thoroughly before settling in to litterally worship this beautiful woman who has lowered herself from the freakin' STRATOSPHERE to deign to be his wife tomorrow.
Bing feels just as beautiful as America sees her right now, watching him lovingly and trying not to cry in pure joy at how they're going to be married in less than 24 hours from this moment.
America smiles up at her as he slowly bathes her from the feet up, lingering with kisses at the top of her feet, her knees, her hips, her navel, the underside of her breasts and collarbone...
Bing sighs and trembles slightly, the happy tears slipping from her eyes involuntarily as she gently strokes his shoulders.
America kisses up her neck and over her cheeks, licking up the tears as he runs his hands through her soft hair. "I love you..."
Bing presses her forehead against his, stroking his hair and neck, whispering it back reverently. "I love you..."
America kisses her deeply and slowly as he turns off the shower. "C'mon...let's go to the shops, and then to dinner, alright?"
Bing kisses him back with a soft moan. "Mmhm." She steps out of the shower, holding his hand as she grabs a couple of towels for them.
America leads her back to the room and reverently dries her off and then dresses her just as slowly and patiently before he even dries himself off.
Bing helps him finish drying off before pecking him on the cheek and picking out some clean clothes to change into, settling on a red jersey knit dress, dark tights, a cardigan and a pair of boots she got from one of the Frances last Christmas.
America: ...you see, that would be perfectly fine to wear around the boat. I don't know what you're saying, you don't have anything nice~
America is in jeans and a t-shirt with a button down over it, c'mon
Bing: ...Really? i don't need a cocktail dress or anything?
Bing thought cruises were a little more formal at night, and only has simple maternity wear that she got before he picked her up.
America smiles and winks. "I'll bribe 'em if they give you hell. Though we probably should get me something a little nicer..."
THIS IS AN AWESOME CRUISE, SORRY.
Bing laughs and pulls out one of his ties, knotting it for him in a more casual style, tugging him for another kiss. "You always look handsome, though."
America: Still don't think I can bribe my way out of jeans~
Bing: Well, they're not all you brought...right?
America: Of course not. I just don't have anything snazzy like you do for evening wear, except the suit. Which makes me look like Bond. James Bond.
America hums the Bond theme
Bing giggles. "This is hardly evening wear. Date wear, maybe, but not evening wear. C'mon, my sexy secret agent." She takes his arm, before making sure they have the card keys to the cabin and walks with him to the shops.
America keeps humming for a while but stops after a couple of older couples give them funny looks.
Bing: ...Wh-what was that?
America: Stupid old Floridans or something, that's what. Think they're better than everyone else.
Bing: O-oh...
America kisses her forehead. "Don't worry about them. C'mon, here's the directory..."
Bing wonders if it's 'cause they're so young and she's pregnant... the thought makes her blush and cling to America.
America pets her back. Thinks it's more because old people are weird.
Bing calms down from those pets and looks over the directory. "Hmmm...oh, here's a clothing shop...doesn't look like there are many, though...Oh! They have a spa~!" Makes a mental note to go to it tomorrow before they get married.
America smiles and kisses her cheek. "Alright let's see...level 6...that's two down from here."
Bing: Hmm, let’s go then~
America hums softly as he leads her down the stairs and through the mild midday crowd toward the shop. The boutique woman smiles and greats them at the door, quickly inquiring what they're after almost before they've stepped all the way in.
Bing smiles at her and fidgets a bit. "Mmm, we need something good for the casino and dancing... I-I know you'll have something for my fiance, but..." She looks down at her babybump with a blush. She's not really huge, not yet...but she's still scared that they won't have anything appropriate that will fit her.
The boutique woman looks them both over, before dragging America by his sleeve over to the rather minimal "big and tall section" where he looks totally aghast as a young man sizes him up--both literally and rather suggestively with his eyes, making America blush a little. The boutique woman then takes Bing's arm and pulls her over to a rack of dresses all very modestly cut with an Empress waist line to help conceal her bump*
Bing looks over her shoulder and pointedly looks at the young man before picking out a nice blue and white number with a subtle rose pattern. The shop workers help her finishing the sizing on the piece, letting her know it'll only take ten minutes for the seamstress to make the adjustments, giving her plenty of time to WATCH THAT BOY and pick out some accessories. Filipinas to America's rescue!
America fidgets as he's sized for the jacket first, which is surprisingly not so bad since apparently he's got "the build of a linebacker" and they have plenty of nice dinner jackets in that size. The pants end up having to be tailored, though, which makes him fidget and glance around to Bing almost desperately.
Bing clears her throat behind the boy, trying not to giggle at America's panic. "They said it'll be a little bit for my dress to be fitted, baby ko, but not too long. Can I leave you here on your own to browse a bit more, or...?" Smirks, glancing down at the employee and then back at her lover's face.
America: U-uh *CLEARS HIS THROAT NO HIS VOICE DID NOT JUST CRACK* You can go browse I'll catch up if you want to go check out that spa for an appointment I can just be here and pick up your dress and stuff you know this should. not. take. long. *pointed look at the kid ALMOST plaming his junk stopthatlittleboy;;*
Bing tries really, really hard to not snicker. Or kill that kid. "...O-ok..." She walks on by, but nor before she catches the employee' eyes in the mirror and mouths "I'll kill you" with a sweet smile. She selects a couple of items, including some hair pins that she asks to be put in a box so America doesn't see them, letting the lady at the counter know that her fiance will pick up and pay for the items, including her dress when it's done if she isn't back in fifteen minutes.
America FINALLY gets away from the kid with his newly tailored pants, the accessories Bing got, her dress, and a nice new watch he picked out of the case. Humming slightly--and NOT worrying about his credit cards, somehow--he sets out to track down his fiance
Bing goes off to the spa, quickly making an appointment for her hair and make-up, then returns just as America is walking out of the boutique. "Got out in one piece, Alfred?"
America: I thought he was going to rip off Florida when you left :<
Bing: ...I'm gonna go back there and kill him.
Bing is a woman of her word.
America GRABS ONTO HER.
America: nothat'swhyhewasgoingto D:
Bing: ...Hmph.
America: He was all like "DUDE YOUR LADY IS SO FUCKIN' SCARY WHAT THE HELL D:" and I was all like "DUDE DON'T TOUCH MY JUNK WHEN MY LADY IS WATCHING SHE GETS ALL POSSESSIVE AND SHIT!" and he was all like "YOU ARE SO PUSSYWHIPPED." and then I stood on his hand >.>
Bing: ...*snickers* O-oh...
Bing: Hmm, I'll just have to make poor Florida feel better later~
America: ...y-yes, you will
America is not blushing like a 15 year old. Nope.
Bing tugs him by his tie, giving him a kiss full of promise, not caring as another elderly couple passes them by, a little scandalized.
America squeaks a little. Likes Bing being possessive like THIS.
Bing smiles, though blushing quite a bit herself when they part. "Let's get changed and have our last night of sin~"
America smiles, carrying all the bags and leading her back up to their room with a pleased expression as they make their way through the crowd. "You know, they're supposed to have a magician doing shows, too. Maybe we could go to that too for a bit?"
Bing: Mmm, sounds like fun~ Lemme change first, though...
America: Of course, of course. We'll both change.
Bing ponders whether she should just change here or go to the bathroom and try to wow him when she comes out... ... Just takes off her clothes right there. She's not smirking over her shoulder at him at all. Or intentionally taking off her clothes slowly. Those would be dirty accusations.
America smiles and slaps her ass affectionately, turning away to strip off his own clothes and pull on the new tailored pants and a nice shirt with his dinner jacket. He shines his glasses idly as he glances at her
Bing squeaks and slips on her dress. It's cute and strapless and ends mid thigh and looks far too good with the backseamed sheers she's pulling up her legs.
America watches her dress with a happy little smile, just happy that he gets to be around such a beautiful woman
Bing bends over and slips on the matching blue satin pumps she got before turning to see him...Mmm, that's not fair America. Stop looking so good in suits.
America thinks, “Oh just wait until you see me tomorrow, baby. James fucking Bond.”
Bing: Hmmm, perfectly charming as always~ A-and me?
Bing does a little turn for him.
America: You look as beautiful as ever. As always.
Bing smiles and walks up to him, straightening his tie a little before leaning up to peck him on the lips. "Thank you, baby ko."
America smiles and takes her hands, dancing with her for a moment before dipping her low and kissing her
Bing giggles as they dance, then squeaks a little when he dips her, sighing and responding fully to his kiss.
America pulls her back up, tight against him, and holds her close as they kiss
Bing moans a little as the kiss continues, pulling back gently after a few sweet moments. "...i-if we keep that up, we really won't ever leave this room." And that would be a waste of money.
America smiles and offers his arm to her. "C'mon. We can go to the casino for a little while, then have dinner at the magic show."
Bing smiles back, taking his arm as they exit.
(later)
Bing giggles as they stumble back into the room, embarrassingly a little tipsy on the half glass of wine that the server convinced her to have (it's perfectly safe for the baby). "Mmm, i-it's nice to see that we can win back at least some of the money you're putting into this place~"
America smiles and laughs a little, kissing her forehead. "We made back a fair amount~"
Bing: Mmmhmm~
America kisses down the side of her face to her neck, scooping her up into his arms and carrying her to the bed.
Bing eep! Clings to him, kissing him back where she can reach him as he carries her.
America tosses her onto the bed. Oh hello upskirt shot :>
Bing squeals. "A-America!" Giggles and hooks her stilettoed foot around his knee, tugging him to her.
America chuckles and leans over her, kissing her hungrily and tugging her skirt up slowly~
Bing moans into the kiss, quickly pushing off his dinner jacket and sliding her heel up and down his leg. Mmm, hello Florida, I do believe I said I'd make you feel better~ Grinds up against him.
America grinds back down on her, hard and pointed, nipping at her lips. Okay maybe he's a little more tipsy than her. That lady at the casino was supplying him with a pretty steady stream of mojitos
Bing moans louder as she feels his bulge, rocking her hips up to his, his cock rubbing against her very swollen clit. "Mmm, Alfred~ T-take everything off, baby ko~!"
America leans back and unbuttons his shirt, throwing it aside like one of those Chip'n'dales dancers
Bing sits up a little, giggling and cheering him on...and maybe takes out some singles from her purse from their winnings, waving them at him suggestively.
America smiles and gets up beside the bed, dancing suggestively and with a "coy" pout on his lips. Really he just looks silly.
Bing giggles more and tucks a bill into his waist band. "You're still far too clothed to earn more than that~"
America grins and undoes his belt, whipping it off and tossing it aside~!
Bing grins and cheers him on, rubbing up the backs of his thighs and slipping a dollar into the waistband...near his ass. Mmm, let's just give it a little squeeze, too~
America chuckles a little and turns, wiggling his butt foolishly for her as he undoes them and sloooowly begins sliding them off~
Bing playfully slaps his ass, putting the rest of the bills into his boxers...then shrugs, just tugging them off him impatiently, pouncing on him with a giggle.
America squeaks, crashing to the floor with a giggling fiance on him!
Bing that giggling fiance isn't giggling anymore, but licking at his cock again with a pleased little moan.
America groans and runs a hand through her hair, Florida perking up further to twitch in Bing's mouth
Bing purrs and lets him in her mouth, pumping up and down on him for a few moments, letting his tip slide into her throat before she slowly slides him out. "N-need to take mine off, too..." Even if she's the one that attacked him that does not mean she's blushing any less.
America smiles, reaching down to tug at her sheers. "You could...mmn, keep the dress on~?"
Bing blushes even more... then nods and stops him from taking them off. "...Th...then you can...um, tear my stockings? They're not new, and the baby is making them stretch..." ohgodwhatamIsaying?!
America ...blushes...
...and then lifts her up to put her back on the bed...
...and THEN just rips the fuck out of those things. Oh look, now they're crotchless.
Bing squeaks, getting a thrill out of him just...taking her in her new dress. She spreads her legs for him, tugging the little scrap of lace from her panties aside to he can get to her pussy...
America runs his fingers over her pussy slowly, still blushing and smiling a little, before he slides forward and shoves into her
Bing mewls as he just pushes into her, squeezing him a bit tight as she sighs, reaching out to hold him.
America groans at the squeeze of her cunt around him, leaning down to nuzzle her chest slightly.
Bing arches up against him, her hand moving behind her to tug down her zipper a bit so the top part of her dress it loose. Since she didn't have a strapless bra except for the wedding, she just went without.
America smiles and leans in to nuzzle and suck her breasts.
Bing: Ohh, Al~
Bing clings to him, urging him to move.
America starts into her with a fairly steady, rigorous thrust of his hips, nipping her neck gently
Bing purrs, rocking against him, turning her head so he has better access to her neck.
America makes sure not to bite too hard; he's sure he'll get hell if she has hickeys on her wedding day.
Bing groans and wouldn't care right now, since she's not thinking about that. She's just lost in the feel of him, moaning praises and instructions for him in Filipino.
America can't really follow the Filipino, so he just nibbles and suckles her neck, moving that attention down to her breasts as he fucks her a little harder and deeper
Bing: Oh, YES~ Mmm, baby ko, more!
Bing is probably being a little too loud, but to hell with it. They'll probably just get louder later. ;D
America is quite sure nobody will mind compared to their WEDDING night
Bing meant that... wraps her still-heeled feet around him, pulling him deeper in her.
America grins and settles into that hard, deep, fast pace easily. "Mmn...such a good girl~"
Bing giggles. "Ah, I though...you...said I was...a naughty girl~?"
America: Mmn...a wonderfully naughty girl...so good~
Bing purrs and slides that heel over his ass and down his thigh, running it back up again with a moan. "A wonderfully, naughty sl--sl--" Blushes.
America nods a little, leaning in to lick the seam of her lips. "Wonderfully naughty little slut...so good for me."
Bing whimpers as he teases her mouth, her smile widening at the sound of the word, squeezing him intentionally
America groans slightly at how tightly she squeezes, reaching down to tease her pussy around his cock a little
Bing mewls when he touches her, body trembling a bit more. "Oh God, you feel so good~!"
America smiles and teases in a finger next to his cock, rubbing her clit with his thumb as he does so
Bing gasps loudly at both the extra intrusion and the teasing of her clit, practlically squealing as she unexpectedly comes. "OH FUCK! AL~!"
America groans a little, gritting his teeth and pulling his finger out to tease her ass for a moment before just gripping her hips and fucking her deeply but affectionately
Bing whimpers as she keeps coming, squeaking when her ass is teased and pouts when he moves his finger away. She stop, though, when he fucks her in that brutal yet loving manner, trying not to just scream out right in pleasure. She's still not coming down from her high.
America is planning on keeping her on that high for a little while longer yet...long enough for him to come anyway
Bing is probably making a lot of wet noises down there, maybe even loud enough for him to hear even with her moaning loudly in his ear as she clings to him, arching her breasts against his chest and squeezing him tightly. It's so messy he could probably slide right in her ass with her natural fluids alone. If he wanted to, that is.
America can indeed hear those nice wet noises. He slips another finger in her pussy as he fucks her. "So dirty...so good, mmn~"
Bing purrs and mewls and whimpers and clings and... "Oh God, don't stop. Never stop, baby ko~!"
America is going to have to stop soon...p-probably sooner than he'd like, mmmn~
Bing i-is totally fine with him stopping in the one situation.
America groans as he continues to fuck her, more erratic now
Bing starts to actually scream as her orgasms peak on top of all the others, her nails raking across his back as she comes one last, mind blowing time.
America swears under his breath and groans as he buries deep in her and comes hard, twitching a little with pleasure
Bing collapses in his arms, fighting to not pass out right away as she catches her breath. "W-w-wooww~"
America: You liked that?
Bing: Mmhm~ Th-though, maybe we should have saved that for tomorrow night...
America: Had to make our last night in sin memorable too, right?
Bing blushes deeply, burying her face in his chest. "Y-yes... ...I-I made a mess, I think..."
America: It's fine, don't worry about it
America kisses all over the top of her head
Bing giggles and returns the kisses. "Alfred, let me get out of my dress before we ruin it further~" She nudges him off her, smiling quite a bit at him.
America rolls over her, helping to unzip her the rest of the way and pull off her dress, kissing her all over
Bing sighs, enjoying that...until she sees the clock and lets out a screech, covering her face and pushing her lover back onto the bed as she darts to the bathroom.
America: ...
Bing: D-don't look at me!
America glances at the clock...which does read well after midnight. He laughs a little, grabbing his slacks and dinner jacket. "Okay, okay. Give me a few minutes, and then you can come out, okay? Two minutes."
America grabs the rest of his things and goes out through the balcony, around the corner, and into the second room he rented out, specifically for this night.
Bing figures it's good to come back out, after having washed up again and...oh God, she feels bad about that. She's very superstitious, though, so she can't have America seeing her face until the wedding...as much as it will kill her. She looks around after putting on pajamas, draping one of the sheets around her as she looks for where he went.
America picks up the inroom phone and calls their suite, humming slightly as he lounges on the bed
Bing jumps a little and picks up the phone. "H-Hello?"
America: Hey baby. Don't worry. Go to sleep; you need your beauty rest.
Bing: ...O-ok...but can you do me a favor?
America: Of course, baby.
Bing: ...turn off the lights. I still want to kiss you good night.
America: Okay. I can do that, baby. The room's right next door. It's the only other room that opens onto this balcony. Practically a closet, really; I think it's meant for kids to stay in, for the suite.
Bing smiles. "I'll see you in a moment." She hangs up and wraps the sheet around her, tugging it a little over her head to obscure her face and steps out to the balcony, then into the small room.
America flicks off the lights quickly after she's hung up, waiting patiently on the bed for her at an angle where the moonlight won't let too much light in.
Bing looks around the room as best she can for him. "Baby ko?"
America: I'm here.
Bing goes up to him happily as she wraps her arms around him and kisses him passionately. "I can stay here a bit longer this way..."
America smiles and kisses her back. "You should rest though. And if you stay here, I'll try to look at you~"
Bing nuzzles him. "Fine. But give me a bit." She strokes his hair, pulling him for another kiss.
America pulls her in for another kiss and wraps his arms around her tightly
Bing holds him tight as she returns the kiss, sighing as she presses against him.
Bing: Mmm, God, I really don't want to leave, either...
America: But you should. You'll see me in a few hours.
America: ...am I allowed to see you for Brunch?
Bing: ...I'll wear some big trendy shades.
Bing leans up and kisses him one last time.
Bing: I love you, Alfred.
America kisses her back deeply
America: I love you too, Isobella
Bing goes back to the balcony, looking back at him one las time, the light just catching her smile as she slips away and back into the main room.