Blossoms For Your Beauty (3c/?)
anonymous
February 28 2010, 08:32:39 UTC
The lube slipped from his grasp as Arthur took it; pants and shirt cast to the floor, he hovered behind where Alfred knelt over Kiku. Alfred flinched when he felt the chill lube drip over and into the crease of his ass, Arthur's finger following, slicking from top to bottom before a hand cupped the firm flesh, spreading him open as two fingers slipped inside. Alfred whimpered with need as Arthur added a third finger, pushing back against that hand, those fingers stretching him wide. He could feel the older Nation's warm breath on his back, his voice a low, purring rumble, "Stille, mðdleóf, stille…" before the fingers were withdrawn, a prod at his hips urging him forward.
Alfred forced his eyes to focus, realising from the steam in his vision that he had forgotten to remove Texas. When he reached up to take off his glasses though, another pair of hands were there first, Kiku tenderly slipping them from his face before placing them on the bedstand, his hands returning to grasp at the sheets. He shot Alfred an impatient glance - and you are waiting now, for what? - and Alfred could not decline. He guided himself forward, entering Kiku inch by inch, slowing whenever discomfort showed on the other's exotic features. When he was fully sheathed, he braced himself, and none too soon, as the head of Arthur's cock nudged at his entrance, pushing past the tight ring, filling him until all he could think of was heat, heat, tight heat around him, in him, the pressure nearly unbearable.
Move.
None of them were probably sure who moved first, but someone did, and it set the other two to motion, the snap of Arthur's hips driving into Alfred forcing the young Nation deeper into Kiku's deceptively fragile-looking body. Slim hands, callused from sword and brush, so different and yet so similar to the broad ones holding his own hips, clung and clawed at Alfred's shoulders, scratching deep enough to draw blood. From behind him, he felt Arthur lean forward, bringing back flush with chest as the Englishman drew his tongue along the bloody scrapes, taking the tip of one of Kiku's fingers into his mouth and sucking lightly. He himself quivered at the feel of Arthur lapping at the shallow wounds, even as he took Kiku in hand, spreading the precum leaking from the head down the shaft, squeezing and pumping, flicking his thumb over the slit.
Kiku's head hit the pillow with an audible fwump as he arched upward, pressing into Alfred and mewling over and over, "Eikoku, Beikoku, Eikoku, Beikoku, 英国、米国…"
Arthur's voice was a deeper resonant groan to his back. "Swæs, swæs, swæs lytling, mín God…"
Pushed to the brink, white seared the inside of Alfred's eyelids as he came, Kiku only a few seconds behind him, the Asian Nation's body taut as a bowstring as he came in sticky spurts between them, silent and breathless. A few more thrusts and he felt warmth fill his insides, Arthur calling both their names as he finished, heavy breaths evening as he pulled out of Alfred, giving each lover a caress before slipping out of the bed.
Alfred gave Kiku a soft, slow kiss, smiling at him before separating them as well, laying to the side as Arthur came back with a damp washcloth, sitting on the bed next to Alfred, reaching across him to clean Kiku, wiping his chest and stomach carefully. He then turned his ministrations to Alfred, dabbing his skin clear. Satisfied, he tossed the cloth to the pile of discarded clothes on the floor and gratefully slid under the sheets and comforter, pulled up by Alfred.
They all tucked themselves together, limbs entwined. Alfred lay in the middle, Arthur's arm around his chest, hand brushing Kiku's cheek. Kiku himself snuggled up to Alfred, the larger man's embrace pulling him close. Alfred hummed in sleepy contentment. 'Finally, things are as they should be,' he mused as his eyes drifted shut, blissfully unaware of the tiny life growing rapidly within his body.
mðdleóf lytling - 'beloved little one', (lit. 'dear to the heart' 'little one/young person') - I figure Arthur may have used this in the past as an endearment for colony!Alfred, and it just stuck.
swæs - 'my own', used mostly in reference to the connection that belongs to relationship by blood or by marriage or to dear companionship and so often has the force of (one's) own (intimate special favorite dear beloved)
Re: Blossoms For Your Beauty (3c/?) [Notes]
anonymous
March 1 2010, 05:08:33 UTC
Wow. That's awesome.
And I learned something today too. I didn't know Japan's traditional name for these two, only the modern forms イギリス and アメリカ. Of course considering those are in katakana I suppose I should have known.
Re: Blossoms For Your Beauty (3c/?) [Notes]
anonymous
March 1 2010, 05:39:19 UTC
Thanks so much! ^-^
Considering that the modern/katakana versions are what are used in the anime and just about all of the fanworks, art or fic, it's not all that surprising. I just finished two years of college Japanese, so that's where I heard it, or I may not have known! One of the reasons I liked using those versions for this fic so much is the similarity of pronunciation; an added 'b' is the only difference (Japan 'ships UK-US too? XD).
Alfred forced his eyes to focus, realising from the steam in his vision that he had forgotten to remove Texas. When he reached up to take off his glasses though, another pair of hands were there first, Kiku tenderly slipping them from his face before placing them on the bedstand, his hands returning to grasp at the sheets. He shot Alfred an impatient glance - and you are waiting now, for what? - and Alfred could not decline. He guided himself forward, entering Kiku inch by inch, slowing whenever discomfort showed on the other's exotic features. When he was fully sheathed, he braced himself, and none too soon, as the head of Arthur's cock nudged at his entrance, pushing past the tight ring, filling him until all he could think of was heat, heat, tight heat around him, in him, the pressure nearly unbearable.
Move.
None of them were probably sure who moved first, but someone did, and it set the other two to motion, the snap of Arthur's hips driving into Alfred forcing the young Nation deeper into Kiku's deceptively fragile-looking body. Slim hands, callused from sword and brush, so different and yet so similar to the broad ones holding his own hips, clung and clawed at Alfred's shoulders, scratching deep enough to draw blood. From behind him, he felt Arthur lean forward, bringing back flush with chest as the Englishman drew his tongue along the bloody scrapes, taking the tip of one of Kiku's fingers into his mouth and sucking lightly. He himself quivered at the feel of Arthur lapping at the shallow wounds, even as he took Kiku in hand, spreading the precum leaking from the head down the shaft, squeezing and pumping, flicking his thumb over the slit.
Kiku's head hit the pillow with an audible fwump as he arched upward, pressing into Alfred and mewling over and over, "Eikoku, Beikoku, Eikoku, Beikoku, 英国、米国…"
Arthur's voice was a deeper resonant groan to his back. "Swæs, swæs, swæs lytling, mín God…"
Pushed to the brink, white seared the inside of Alfred's eyelids as he came, Kiku only a few seconds behind him, the Asian Nation's body taut as a bowstring as he came in sticky spurts between them, silent and breathless. A few more thrusts and he felt warmth fill his insides, Arthur calling both their names as he finished, heavy breaths evening as he pulled out of Alfred, giving each lover a caress before slipping out of the bed.
Alfred gave Kiku a soft, slow kiss, smiling at him before separating them as well, laying to the side as Arthur came back with a damp washcloth, sitting on the bed next to Alfred, reaching across him to clean Kiku, wiping his chest and stomach carefully. He then turned his ministrations to Alfred, dabbing his skin clear. Satisfied, he tossed the cloth to the pile of discarded clothes on the floor and gratefully slid under the sheets and comforter, pulled up by Alfred.
They all tucked themselves together, limbs entwined. Alfred lay in the middle, Arthur's arm around his chest, hand brushing Kiku's cheek. Kiku himself snuggled up to Alfred, the larger man's embrace pulling him close. Alfred hummed in sleepy contentment. 'Finally, things are as they should be,' he mused as his eyes drifted shut, blissfully unaware of the tiny life growing rapidly within his body.
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swá þu ábíedest - 'As you wish.' (lit. 'as' 'you' 'order/proclaim/demand/(wish)')
mðdleóf lytling - 'beloved little one', (lit. 'dear to the heart' 'little one/young person') - I figure Arthur may have used this in the past as an endearment for colony!Alfred, and it just stuck.
stille - 'hush' (lit. 'to still/calm/pacify/appease/hush/assuage', imperative/command)
swæs - 'my own', used mostly in reference to the connection that belongs to relationship by blood or by marriage or to dear companionship and so often has the force of (one's) own (intimate special favorite dear beloved)
mín God - 'my God'
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Eikoku - 英国 - Great Britain/United Kingdom
Beikoku - 米国 - America/USA
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And I learned something today too. I didn't know Japan's traditional name for these two, only the modern forms イギリス and アメリカ. Of course considering those are in katakana I suppose I should have known.
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Considering that the modern/katakana versions are what are used in the anime and just about all of the fanworks, art or fic, it's not all that surprising. I just finished two years of college Japanese, so that's where I heard it, or I may not have known! One of the reasons I liked using those versions for this fic so much is the similarity of pronunciation; an added 'b' is the only difference (Japan 'ships UK-US too? XD).
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