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“How could anyone be so stupid!?” Elizabeth Kirkland’s luminous green eyes flashed angrily as Alfred slammed the conference room door shut. “Are you honestly looking to get yourself gang-raped by Russia, Iran and probably half of Europe at the same time? You’re so bloody argumentative!” She whirled on him and scowled, her eyes meeting Alfred’s blue ones. “You think anyone’s going to defend you if Russia goes bat-shit one of these meetings and jumps you? I certainly won’t!”
“Look, Lizzy, I’m sorry you got your panties in a knot.” Alfred pushed off the door into the conference room, taking a few steps toward the female nation.
“This isn’t about me, you bastard! You’re going to get yourself killed one of these days! And don’t even get me started on your economy.” She took a step toward him, tilting up her chin to stare directly into his eyes. “Do you want to know something, Alfred F. Jones? No matter how much you think you’re a hero, everyone else is of a very. Different. Impression.” Alfred opened his mouth to say something but she pressed an exquisitely manicured finger to his lips. “I’m not finished with you. Maybe, if no one tries to kill you because of the havoc you’ve wreaked on the world’s economy, they’ll kill you over those god damned burgers you bring to every single meeting! Maybe I will! It would be better than hearing you chew the damn thing! And then you put it down and start talking, mouth open, disgusting globules of fat still, still wallowing around in there, and you sound like a hick! You split infinitives, mix up your subjects and your objects, and generally sound like a bloody fool!”
She took a quick breath, and Alfred took the opportunity to shut Guinevere up. Taking the hand currently pressed against his mouth quickly in one of his own and matching the gesture with Guinevere’s other hand, he swooped down like a bird of prey on Guinevere’s open mouth. She muffled a few protestations into the kiss, but they quickly disappeared into yelps and moans as Alfred made a thorough tour of her mouth.
When he pulled away, her pale cheeks had turned bright red and one of her pigtails was askew. She opened her mouth to say something, and then closed it again. Alfred smirked. “Finally got you to shut up, you harpy. Listen. You keep talking like you’ve got some of monopoly on the English language. You don’t. Listen, ever since the 1700’s you’ve been hammering me on my grammar. Well guess what? It ain’t just your language anymore. So I will split infinitives as much as I want. Don’t get me started on language, you foulmouth.” He let go of one of her wrists. “You swear more than a sailor. No, don’t tell me you used to be a pirate, I know. I used to be a cowboy. No excuse. Oh yeah. I dared to boldly go where no one’s gone before, didn’t I?” She sputtered at him and he laughed. “You think you’re so great, telling me I’m going to get my ass kicked in foreign policy. At least I’m important enough to have- GAH.” His sentence was very quickly ended when Guinevere’s knee connected with his groin and he was pulled down by his collar to a more kissable level.
Occasionally their mouths parted, usually to blast insults at each other. “Charlatan-” “Filthy Mouth-” “Unkempt-” “Stick-up-the-ass-” But as Elizabeth got shoved back on a table and her little black skirt got pushed up farther than was really proper and the insults dissolved into moans, Russia found himself wishing he’d just gone home.
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This was-- wait just a second. EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.
Okay, I'm finished. This was pretty much exactly what I was looking for. The characterizations were amazing, and I adored their banter, and oh screw it. EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.
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