[Part 10] Poppy Seeds - China/England - 9/10
anonymous
May 6 2010, 04:51:18 UTC
China concealed his pipe under his discarded robes. He opened his mouth again and resumed his pose. England snapped open the suspenders holding up the front of his trousers and then the smaller ones over his vest. He grabbed the hair at the back of China's head and forced his face up to look at him. China blinked and lowered his eyes. The blush remained on his face but he kept his mouth open wide, still doing a damn good impression of a slut despite his protests. England took his cock in his fist and guided it into China's mouth.
He moaned as the underside of the shaft ran along China's tongue. He clutched the thick hair between his fingers. China drew him deeper, until he nudged against the back of his throat. England would have expected him to cough, to make a face at least but instead England felt the clamp of his throat. He let out a shuddering moan into the cloying air. China eased back a little and began to hum. He lowered his eyes as he began to bob back and forth. England didn't bother to be quiet. He let China hear every moan, every half-bitten curse. England felt the urge building in the base of his stomach.
He pulled China's head back by the hair as he came. His sperm streaked China's thick black eyelashes and blushing cheeks. The last of it rolled down onto China's tongue and down his lower lip.
China widened his eyes, frozen there with his mouth hanging open. When he finally unsprung, he wiped his tongue with the back of his hand and a wince. England took the handkerchief discarded from the first round of opium and wiped his face.
"You were too gorgeous not to mark," he said.
China shrank into himself, covering his face and his body. "Is that all you care about? Claiming things for your own? Territory? People?"
"What? China, no."
"Liar."
England kneeled down in front of him. "Is it really that wrong to want beautiful things as my own?"
China retrieved his pipe and filled it up yet again. He curled onto his side. Smoke rose form the region of his head.
"Why do you keep flaring up like this?" England said.
China rose up again, onto his knees. "Because you don't consider me an equal at all! You're a fool!"
"You didn't care much about being considered an equal when I rescued you from that pervert."
"If you think that you rescued me from pervertedness, you're quite mistaken!" China paused to take another few gulps of opium. He blew the smoke in England's face. "Idiot! Blind idiot! Disgusting, lecherous boor!"
"Don't talk back!"
England slapped him across the face with an open hand. The pipe fell from his mouth, spreading hot ash down his front. The handprint on his cheek was darker than his blush.
China's lips moved but the only word that came out was, "You."
"You're so dependent on this filth that you can't tell up from down or friends from enemies."
"I can't believe a man like you ended up with Hong Kong," China said, quietly. "What happens when he's old enough to disobey you?"
"Your mind is riddled! By this," England upturned the remaining handkerchief of opium and slammed his fist into it. China flinched. "You're weak.Unable to defend your territory! An addict!"
"My addiction harms only myself. You're addicted to power and it harms everyone around you."
"I don't have to listen to a worthless tramp."
China rose to his feet. "You're the worst kind of ignorant filth."
England stepped closer to him. He used their minimal height difference to loom over him and gently cupped China's crotch. He was half-hard again, presumably from pleasuring England before. "You like being treated this way."
China pushed England's hands away. "Stop it. Leave. You said you would leave."
England grabbed the sides of China's trousers and tore. They split along his hips. China grabbed at them, trying to hold them together, but the silk slipped through his fingers.
[Part 10] Poppy Seeds - China/England - 10/10
anonymous
May 6 2010, 04:52:10 UTC
England pulled the trousers away from China's body. He blanched at the expression on China's face but like everything these days, it was filtered through a red mist of rage and desire. With no other way to protect his modesty, China pressed his naked body into England's. His pupils were dilated and the shakes were running through all of his limbs. He was certainly in no fit state to fight back. England pushed him down. He curled up on his side with his knees raised and his hands covering his face.
"What are you going to do?" China said. His voice sounded so, so small.
England gathered up China's ripped clothes and dropped them on top of him. He tossed the box of matches and the pipe, so that they hit China's bare back.
"I'm going to leave you, like you wanted," he said. "You're a disgrace."
Re: [Part 10] Poppy Seeds - China/England - 10/10
anonymous
May 8 2010, 21:32:50 UTC
You have no idea how much I love this. They're such bastards to each other, which in of itself is nothing new, but the fact that they do so without pretenses or lying to each other! 8D The ending was so perfect and I loved this line too... England kneeled down in front of him. "Is it really that wrong to want beautiful things as my own?"
China's so needy and trying so hard not to be, and still saying such wise things while his addition is completely betraying him.
Amazing! I agree with the above anon that this is really powerful!
Re: [Part 10] Poppy Seeds - China/England - 10/10
anonymous
June 5 2010, 01:21:04 UTC
That was beautiful. The dialog and England's absolute deafness to China's words was gorgeous. And England is cruel and hiding himself behind his ego of superiority and rules when he is the root of it all.
"My addiction harms only myself. You're addicted to power and it harms everyone around you." Yes! This is exactly it and it's a such tidy summary of the events that surround the era of imperialism. This era is always such a sensitive issue for me because imperialism is so ugly and reveals the darkest parts of the soul. I think many imperialist nations hide that vile part of themselves behind their missionary facade.
Life between nations is all about power play, and this fill showed that there are always two sides.
Thanks for writing England like this, Author Anon! I sometimes worry that people in this fandom forget just how cruel and drunk on power Great Britain was. With a history like this, it's not difficult to see why China has pushed itself to the superpower position it sits in today.
Re: [Part 10] Poppy Seeds - China/England - 10/10
anonymous
November 8 2010, 00:16:32 UTC
ACK, AUTHOR!ANON
I'm a little late to the party but I want to tell you that this is one of my favorite fics...ever. EVER.
It's just so...I don't know. Sexy, yeah, but all the little details just create this fantastic WORLD that seems so real and AGHHHH. You clearly did your research - I applaud that. Your descriptions were just gorgeous and at the end I was disappointed that there wasn't more.
So...if you end up ever seeing this again, which I suppose you won't, I'd love to know if you've written anything else...
He moaned as the underside of the shaft ran along China's tongue. He clutched the thick hair between his fingers. China drew him deeper, until he nudged against the back of his throat. England would have expected him to cough, to make a face at least but instead England felt the clamp of his throat. He let out a shuddering moan into the cloying air. China eased back a little and began to hum. He lowered his eyes as he began to bob back and forth. England didn't bother to be quiet. He let China hear every moan, every half-bitten curse. England felt the urge building in the base of his stomach.
He pulled China's head back by the hair as he came. His sperm streaked China's thick black eyelashes and blushing cheeks. The last of it rolled down onto China's tongue and down his lower lip.
China widened his eyes, frozen there with his mouth hanging open. When he finally unsprung, he wiped his tongue with the back of his hand and a wince. England took the handkerchief discarded from the first round of opium and wiped his face.
"You were too gorgeous not to mark," he said.
China shrank into himself, covering his face and his body. "Is that all you care about? Claiming things for your own? Territory? People?"
"What? China, no."
"Liar."
England kneeled down in front of him. "Is it really that wrong to want beautiful things as my own?"
China retrieved his pipe and filled it up yet again. He curled onto his side. Smoke rose form the region of his head.
"Why do you keep flaring up like this?" England said.
China rose up again, onto his knees. "Because you don't consider me an equal at all! You're a fool!"
"You didn't care much about being considered an equal when I rescued you from that pervert."
"If you think that you rescued me from pervertedness, you're quite mistaken!" China paused to take another few gulps of opium. He blew the smoke in England's face. "Idiot! Blind idiot! Disgusting, lecherous boor!"
"Don't talk back!"
England slapped him across the face with an open hand. The pipe fell from his mouth, spreading hot ash down his front. The handprint on his cheek was darker than his blush.
China's lips moved but the only word that came out was, "You."
"You're so dependent on this filth that you can't tell up from down or friends from enemies."
"I can't believe a man like you ended up with Hong Kong," China said, quietly. "What happens when he's old enough to disobey you?"
"Your mind is riddled! By this," England upturned the remaining handkerchief of opium and slammed his fist into it. China flinched. "You're weak.Unable to defend your territory! An addict!"
"My addiction harms only myself. You're addicted to power and it harms everyone around you."
"I don't have to listen to a worthless tramp."
China rose to his feet. "You're the worst kind of ignorant filth."
England stepped closer to him. He used their minimal height difference to loom over him and gently cupped China's crotch. He was half-hard again, presumably from pleasuring England before. "You like being treated this way."
China pushed England's hands away. "Stop it. Leave. You said you would leave."
England grabbed the sides of China's trousers and tore. They split along his hips. China grabbed at them, trying to hold them together, but the silk slipped through his fingers.
"Bastard," China said. "Why-?"
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"What are you going to do?" China said. His voice sounded so, so small.
England gathered up China's ripped clothes and dropped them on top of him. He tossed the box of matches and the pipe, so that they hit China's bare back.
"I'm going to leave you, like you wanted," he said. "You're a disgrace."
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England kneeled down in front of him. "Is it really that wrong to want beautiful things as my own?"
China's so needy and trying so hard not to be, and still saying such wise things while his addition is completely betraying him.
Amazing! I agree with the above anon that this is really powerful!
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They're too of my favourite characters. Man, I felt so mean writing this, lol.
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"My addiction harms only myself. You're addicted to power and it harms everyone around you."
Yes! This is exactly it and it's a such tidy summary of the events that surround the era of imperialism. This era is always such a sensitive issue for me because imperialism is so ugly and reveals the darkest parts of the soul. I think many imperialist nations hide that vile part of themselves behind their missionary facade.
Life between nations is all about power play, and this fill showed that there are always two sides.
Thanks for writing England like this, Author Anon! I sometimes worry that people in this fandom forget just how cruel and drunk on power Great Britain was. With a history like this, it's not difficult to see why China has pushed itself to the superpower position it sits in today.
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I'm a little late to the party but I want to tell you that this is one of my favorite fics...ever. EVER.
It's just so...I don't know. Sexy, yeah, but all the little details just create this fantastic WORLD that seems so real and AGHHHH. You clearly did your research - I applaud that. Your descriptions were just gorgeous and at the end I was disappointed that there wasn't more.
So...if you end up ever seeing this again, which I suppose you won't, I'd love to know if you've written anything else...
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