Hetalia Kink meme part 9 -- CLOSED
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( Christmas Reveals )
Prussia likes to fuck her from the front; he mauls her breasts with his cold, clutching hands. Germany takes her ass; he doesn’t want to see her face except when she’s fellating him.
They always cuff her wrists. Standard military issue cuffs but Prussia sometimes ratchets them too tight, trying to push for one more notch further.
The cheap bed creaks; she wonders it will give in today. The thought almost makes her laugh. But she can barely hear the squeaking because of the Wagner playing on the gramophone in one corner of the room. Vulgar stuff, she thinks derisively. No art, only cheap tricks and-
One might have said that passing artistic criticism on German opera was rather incongruous given the situation. But she still thinks it because she sometimes feels the edges of her mind starting to crumble and crack and she doesn’t want to think about how far she could go…
The song starts skipping. Prussia growls, despite having a mouthful of her flesh in his mouth. He pulls away long enough to yell, “Give it a kick.”
England wears black and she wears it immaculately. Not quite sighing, she closes the book in which she had been making notations in black and red pencil and heads to the antique sound machine, tinkering with it until the aria continues shrilly. Then she returns back to the one chair in the room and continues with whatever she had been doing.
Prussia reaches around and tightens a cuff one more time; France no longer feels her right hand. She merely sighs and pushes up against the two cocks filling her, moving like the slut they expect her to be and moaning like the whore that she has always been. Both of them climax mercifully quickly this time, and she pants as a shudder of la petite mort also warms her groin. She lies on her side on the bed once she is lifted off their softened cocks and cast aside without ceremony.
England rises but she does not leave with them, merely nodding at Prussia’s offer of new beer and twisting his wrist quite sharply when he attempts to grab a handful of her ass. She goes over to undo the cuffs on France’s bleeding wrists, reaches to grab a handful of hair to pull France upwards- Then she lets go, shaking her hand as though she has touched something filthy, and she leaves without another word, boot heels clicking on the floor.
Notes:
-Writer of the uniform kink fill again. Unfortunately, fem!England in a Nazi uniform kinda sticks around for a while…
-la petite mort: “The little death,” or an orgasm
-Wagner: famous German composer, well-known for his Der Ring des Nibelungen, or the Ring cycle (and I know that I’m not giving him nearly as much justice as I should).
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For some reason, I liked that last sentence. <3 Such lovely fills you're doing for this request, srsly.
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I will definately be reading if you write more, anon! This AU is amazing!
Hmm... CAPTCHA says 'Adopt Artisans'
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