apologies to the OP that this is turning out much more fluffy than originally intended--I am a sucker for sweetness in my writing bawls ~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Russia couldn't help himself anymore--he raised his arms up, the flower he'd brought to help facilitate the meeting forgotten, and held fast to Veneciano's waist. His thumbs began to work small circles through the fabric of Veneciano's thin shirt, and felt the warm skin underneath.
"R-Russia," Veneciano sputtered, and Russia felt the muscles tense in response; but a breath later, and he was relieved to find that Veneciano had, in fact, not run away.
"You are a very dear boy, Veneciano", Russia said with a sigh, and leaned in until his head rested on the other's chest. "More than anything, I would be happy if...if you and I could be lovers."
A pause. Russia inhaled sharply; this was the part where he would be rejected.
"...W-well, um. As long as you promise not to be too scary--oh! and if we can siesta when I want to, and if you can eat a lot--oh, but you're kind of big, so you probably can eat a lot--but! But don't tell your sister because I think she'll hurt me, and she's scary--"
Russia brought his arms fully around Veneciano's waist and inhaled the rich smell of the dyed cotton of his shirt. Oh, he would not forget this smell, ever.
"--Eep! I-I mean, um, Russia, you're holding on really tight--but, but I don't mind! Just, you caught me by surprise, and I nearly lost my footing--and that would be bad, because then I'd fall on you! Oh, but you're keeping me in place--"
Russia laughed, and couldn't help but hold on tighter. Such a noisy ball of sunshine he'd fallen for. He brought his cold hands underneath the shirt, and reveled in the squeak of protest as his hands met warm flesh. But Veneciano had nothing to worry about--his hands would be warm soon enough.
--- GAAAAH so sorry to black screen of sex on you, but I CANNOT MAKE THIS GO ON ANY FURTHER. I am a crap at writing sex scenes, I really am, and--and I don't want to kill you with my tragic sex scene skills. they suck, they do, and I don't even. gah. *flails*
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Russia couldn't help himself anymore--he raised his arms up, the flower he'd brought to help facilitate the meeting forgotten, and held fast to Veneciano's waist. His thumbs began to work small circles through the fabric of Veneciano's thin shirt, and felt the warm skin underneath.
"R-Russia," Veneciano sputtered, and Russia felt the muscles tense in response; but a breath later, and he was relieved to find that Veneciano had, in fact, not run away.
"You are a very dear boy, Veneciano", Russia said with a sigh, and leaned in until his head rested on the other's chest. "More than anything, I would be happy if...if you and I could be lovers."
A pause. Russia inhaled sharply; this was the part where he would be rejected.
"...W-well, um. As long as you promise not to be too scary--oh! and if we can siesta when I want to, and if you can eat a lot--oh, but you're kind of big, so you probably can eat a lot--but! But don't tell your sister because I think she'll hurt me, and she's scary--"
Russia brought his arms fully around Veneciano's waist and inhaled the rich smell of the dyed cotton of his shirt. Oh, he would not forget this smell, ever.
"--Eep! I-I mean, um, Russia, you're holding on really tight--but, but I don't mind! Just, you caught me by surprise, and I nearly lost my footing--and that would be bad, because then I'd fall on you! Oh, but you're keeping me in place--"
Russia laughed, and couldn't help but hold on tighter. Such a noisy ball of sunshine he'd fallen for. He brought his cold hands underneath the shirt, and reveled in the squeak of protest as his hands met warm flesh. But Veneciano had nothing to worry about--his hands would be warm soon enough.
---
GAAAAH so sorry to black screen of sex on you, but I CANNOT MAKE THIS GO ON ANY FURTHER. I am a crap at writing sex scenes, I really am, and--and I don't want to kill you with my tragic sex scene skills. they suck, they do, and I don't even. gah. *flails*
Reply
AHHH *drools*
Th-thank you so much! <3 You did everything perfectly, no need to worry. I'm so grateful!
*fans self some more*
Reply
I'm sorry sorry about my lame reply the other night, it was late and I couldn't think properly.
But after reading this delightful story again, I couldn't help but "b'awww" the whole way through.
You made it so adorable, and I must say; fluff is a LOT better than sex in this pairing. Thank you so much again for making my day. *hugs*
P.S. I was so appreciative and happy that someone filled this, if you want, I'd be honoured to do an art request from you?
Reply
Reply
Leave a comment