With a Hole in My Heart | part 6 (end)
anonymous
August 30 2010, 22:02:06 UTC
Arthur cringed. “I didn’t want to worry you.”
“Idiot!” Alfred shouted. He shook Arthur’s wrists. “How am I supposed to make you feel good if you’re hurt? Of course I’d worry, no matter what-Arthur! I can’t believe you!”
Arthur looked away.
Alfred grasped his chin and forced him to look again. “From now on, tell me if I’m doing something wrong. Teach me so I can be the best. Okay?”
“Alfred…”
“Okay?”
“… Okay.”
And thus began Alfred’s reeducation, when it came to sexual prowess. At first Arthur took it slow, not wishing to bruise Alfred’s ego. But once the floodgates were open, Arthur had to let it all out-
Alfred took it rather well, even asked questions.
At one point he’d even asked, “Do you want to top from now on?”
Arthur jolted at the question-it’d been one he’d wondered at before, why it was he didn’t take over again. Didn’t regain some control of himself. But despite the pleasure he received from the dominate positions, despite knowing that Alfred was willing, for him-
The true pleasure he felt was when Alfred was over him. Arthur couldn’t explain why, when Alfred lacked true experience, had only a bit of talent, and oftentimes hurt him or was clumsy or couldn’t adequately make Arthur come. But those things didn’t matter to Arthur, in the end. What mattered as not the act itself, but being there with Alfred-that was what caused him the most pleasure: that Alfred would want him, care for him, think of him. And when he got it right-he saw stars, he went to mush, he blacked out and awoke happily in Alfred’s arms.
Alfred was what mattered.
But since Arthur had no way to articulate that, he merely said, “There’s only one way you’ll learn and then you’ll make anyone’s heart go aflutter.”
“Yours is the only one I care about.” Alfred said, without missing a moment, perfectly serious.
Arthur didn’t say that his heart already did, every time.
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“Oh fuck-!” Arthur hissed, eyes clenching shut, “fuck fuck fuck.”
“Yeah,” Alfred panted, thrusting against him, “what do you need?”
“Your-ah,” Arthur cried out as Alfred struck his prostate. “Your cock, always your cock-oh, Alfred.”
“Yeah, baby,” Alfred gasped, almost losing control as one particularly hard thrust rocked Arthur’s entire body. “I’m here, baby.”
“You could-ah-stand to go a little faster, really.”
Alfred obeyed him.
“Harder!”
Alfred obeyed him.
“Yes, yes, yes-!”
There’d been a time when the two of them had been quiet during sex-now that time was long past, and Arthur felt no restrain in saying when something was good, or something was bad.
“Ugh-god-shouldn’t you be kissing me by now?”
“Coming, babe,” Alfred said and pressed up close, holding Arthur’s ankle up in one hand as he captured Arthur’s chin in the other, pulling him up to kiss him, capturing his mouth and swallowing his moans and gasps and yes, Alfred!s.
His body responded to Alfred, let Alfred take him and have him-and he willingly gave himself over, delirious in love.
Re: With a Hole in My Heart | part 6 (end)
anonymous
August 31 2010, 03:10:29 UTC
I agree with above anon.
Holy shit you made my heart, like, bounce against my ribcage. Like, I can feel it. Maaaan. I loved the introspection, the care that Al had for Artie. His innocent devotion is adorable and beautiful. And Artie, trying to hide that it hurt... T^T I liked this.
Re: With a Hole in My Heart | part 6 (end)
anonymous
August 31 2010, 03:31:27 UTC
Thank you for this! My headcanon has always stated that England prefers to bottom -- not because he can't top, or that he's not good at it, because he is -- but because when he bottoms, he gets to feel like the center of America's attention.
Re: With a Hole in My Heart | part 6 (end)
anonymous
August 31 2010, 05:08:23 UTC
Anon, I expected something funny and hot when I saw this prompt -- I hoped for both of those -- and I'm desperately glad I got it, but the progression of their relationship here is just gorgeous and so much more. ♥
Seeing all the layers of barriers come down and all the control yielded that Arthur barely knew he'd be clutching so tightly was amazing, and Alfred's reaction to the fact that Arthur wouldn't tell him he was hurting was just painfully believably (or believably painful?). It was perfect and just so perfectly him that it puts a smile on my face and an ache in my heart just thinking about it. And seeing actual negotiation taking place in fic always makes me happy, anon, especially when it's done well. And it's amazing to see that negotiation actually happen on an emotional level for these guys, who are often just terrible at dealing with each other.
Heh, and I adore seeing vanilla!Alfred discover his kinkier side over time. In canon as it is, with all the darker history and the darker sides of each character essentially glossed over, ignored, or implied, I find it hard to imagine Alfred being naturally kinky at all. But once an author starts to work with all that's implied about a character, I can actually imagine Alfred start experimenting and exploring things, especially with the one(s) he loves. You handled that really deftly, especially the messy emotional aspects. <3 And hell, I say 'kinky' as if this got especially kinky, but really, the first step of moving beyond the most basic positions (missionary and doggy style OTL) and actually talking with his partner during sex seems like a big step for him, especially when they learn to get and give feedback on what they're doing. Although honestly? Even if you'd decided to make this extremely, crazily kinky by the end? I think the purity of Alfred's love would have eclipsed it. (I don't mean "pure" love in any silly One Twu Wuv kind of way. I just mean that Alfred's love seems strong, simple, and pure. Purely itself, like love that's been boiled down to the very essence of itself. And damn, that kind of love takes bravery. And that's what shines -- and shines through -- about this character here. And that's something that Arthur needs, I think, something that makes him better, something he can warm his hands his hands on, something that he can depend on.)
This is one I bookmarked AND saved to my hard-drive, just in case something happens. Maybe later I can think of some way to express what this fill just did to my heart. (I don't have enough hearts, seriously. ♥♥♥)
Re: With a Hole in My Heart | part 6 (end)
anonymous
August 31 2010, 05:17:53 UTC
Dammit, and I meant to say that that last line is just pure love. (It's the kind of line that's cheesy and overstated in so many romantic novels because the author hasn't earned it, but it's gorgeous here because you've actually built up the emotional intensity and intimacy between the characters enough to actually use it effectively. It makes me want to reread the fic all over again every time I reach that line, to be perfectly honest.)
Re: With a Hole in My Heart | part 6 (end)
anonymous
August 31 2010, 07:55:51 UTC
*choke*
Oh. Definitely not expecting this when I saw the prompt but I loved it. My headcanon is that Alfred is fairly inexperienced in sex, especially compared to Arthur, but you made that okay, backing up how Alfred wasn't the best sex Arthur had ever had but he was the most special and the one he loved the most and that literally summed up everything.
When Alfred pointed out that Arthur had been very quiet in sex up till then, it almost broke my heart because we know why and if Alfred had known then it definitely would have hurt him. Although now I want Arthur to explain to Alfred why and then explain how now he fully trusts him not to hurt him.
Your descriptions of Alfred's reactions were brilliant, like after Arthur told him that he loved him and after he found out that he was hurting Arthur.
The last three words went perfectly with the song I was listening to (Accidentally in Love) and that last sentence just completed the fill.
Plus I think I know who you are, which is new cause I've never recognised an anon by their writing before.
Re: With a Hole in My Heart | part 6 (end)
anonymous
August 31 2010, 08:10:08 UTC
Wow, I wish I'd been on this meme long enough to recognize an anon by their writing! I don't suppose you have any recs for fic that's this good, whether or not it's the same anon? (Or even almost this good, because this is kind of hard to beat!) Especially this pairing? I'm so new to this fandom, but I'm loving this meme. And this fic was truly fantastic. Like, I need to coin new words to describe how it made me feel. <3
No, you're not going crazy 'cause that's what this anon sees too. I blamed my PC when I pasted the second link, clicked enter and the page didn't change. Sorry PC, your owner is an idiot.
Let's wish the anon or Author!anon would tell us more. /puppyeyes
Re: With a Hole in My Heart | part 6 (end)
anonymous
August 31 2010, 15:33:47 UTC
It's probably not supposed to be the same link three times, but it is. Since the link goes to Misplaced Soil, the other two were probably supposed to go to Highway Cloudbusting and Wasteland Starsweeping by the same anon.
“Idiot!” Alfred shouted. He shook Arthur’s wrists. “How am I supposed to make you feel good if you’re hurt? Of course I’d worry, no matter what-Arthur! I can’t believe you!”
Arthur looked away.
Alfred grasped his chin and forced him to look again. “From now on, tell me if I’m doing something wrong. Teach me so I can be the best. Okay?”
“Alfred…”
“Okay?”
“… Okay.”
And thus began Alfred’s reeducation, when it came to sexual prowess. At first Arthur took it slow, not wishing to bruise Alfred’s ego. But once the floodgates were open, Arthur had to let it all out-
Alfred took it rather well, even asked questions.
At one point he’d even asked, “Do you want to top from now on?”
Arthur jolted at the question-it’d been one he’d wondered at before, why it was he didn’t take over again. Didn’t regain some control of himself. But despite the pleasure he received from the dominate positions, despite knowing that Alfred was willing, for him-
The true pleasure he felt was when Alfred was over him. Arthur couldn’t explain why, when Alfred lacked true experience, had only a bit of talent, and oftentimes hurt him or was clumsy or couldn’t adequately make Arthur come. But those things didn’t matter to Arthur, in the end. What mattered as not the act itself, but being there with Alfred-that was what caused him the most pleasure: that Alfred would want him, care for him, think of him. And when he got it right-he saw stars, he went to mush, he blacked out and awoke happily in Alfred’s arms.
Alfred was what mattered.
But since Arthur had no way to articulate that, he merely said, “There’s only one way you’ll learn and then you’ll make anyone’s heart go aflutter.”
“Yours is the only one I care about.” Alfred said, without missing a moment, perfectly serious.
Arthur didn’t say that his heart already did, every time.
---
“Oh fuck-!” Arthur hissed, eyes clenching shut, “fuck fuck fuck.”
“Yeah,” Alfred panted, thrusting against him, “what do you need?”
“Your-ah,” Arthur cried out as Alfred struck his prostate. “Your cock, always your cock-oh, Alfred.”
“Yeah, baby,” Alfred gasped, almost losing control as one particularly hard thrust rocked Arthur’s entire body. “I’m here, baby.”
“You could-ah-stand to go a little faster, really.”
Alfred obeyed him.
“Harder!”
Alfred obeyed him.
“Yes, yes, yes-!”
There’d been a time when the two of them had been quiet during sex-now that time was long past, and Arthur felt no restrain in saying when something was good, or something was bad.
“Ugh-god-shouldn’t you be kissing me by now?”
“Coming, babe,” Alfred said and pressed up close, holding Arthur’s ankle up in one hand as he captured Arthur’s chin in the other, pulling him up to kiss him, capturing his mouth and swallowing his moans and gasps and yes, Alfred!s.
His body responded to Alfred, let Alfred take him and have him-and he willingly gave himself over, delirious in love.
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WHAT THE FUCK.
HOW.
ALSO, BOOKMARKED.
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Holy shit you made my heart, like, bounce against my ribcage. Like, I can feel it. Maaaan. I loved the introspection, the care that Al had for Artie. His innocent devotion is adorable and beautiful. And Artie, trying to hide that it hurt... T^T I liked this.
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Lovely fill.
Also, I have suspicions about your identity.
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alskhfslfs hnnnnnng anon, my soul <3
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Seeing all the layers of barriers come down and all the control yielded that Arthur barely knew he'd be clutching so tightly was amazing, and Alfred's reaction to the fact that Arthur wouldn't tell him he was hurting was just painfully believably (or believably painful?). It was perfect and just so perfectly him that it puts a smile on my face and an ache in my heart just thinking about it. And seeing actual negotiation taking place in fic always makes me happy, anon, especially when it's done well. And it's amazing to see that negotiation actually happen on an emotional level for these guys, who are often just terrible at dealing with each other.
Heh, and I adore seeing vanilla!Alfred discover his kinkier side over time. In canon as it is, with all the darker history and the darker sides of each character essentially glossed over, ignored, or implied, I find it hard to imagine Alfred being naturally kinky at all. But once an author starts to work with all that's implied about a character, I can actually imagine Alfred start experimenting and exploring things, especially with the one(s) he loves. You handled that really deftly, especially the messy emotional aspects. <3 And hell, I say 'kinky' as if this got especially kinky, but really, the first step of moving beyond the most basic positions (missionary and doggy style OTL) and actually talking with his partner during sex seems like a big step for him, especially when they learn to get and give feedback on what they're doing. Although honestly? Even if you'd decided to make this extremely, crazily kinky by the end? I think the purity of Alfred's love would have eclipsed it. (I don't mean "pure" love in any silly One Twu Wuv kind of way. I just mean that Alfred's love seems strong, simple, and pure. Purely itself, like love that's been boiled down to the very essence of itself. And damn, that kind of love takes bravery. And that's what shines -- and shines through -- about this character here. And that's something that Arthur needs, I think, something that makes him better, something he can warm his hands his hands on, something that he can depend on.)
This is one I bookmarked AND saved to my hard-drive, just in case something happens. Maybe later I can think of some way to express what this fill just did to my heart. (I don't have enough hearts, seriously. ♥♥♥)
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Oh. Definitely not expecting this when I saw the prompt but I loved it. My headcanon is that Alfred is fairly inexperienced in sex, especially compared to Arthur, but you made that okay, backing up how Alfred wasn't the best sex Arthur had ever had but he was the most special and the one he loved the most and that literally summed up everything.
When Alfred pointed out that Arthur had been very quiet in sex up till then, it almost broke my heart because we know why and if Alfred had known then it definitely would have hurt him. Although now I want Arthur to explain to Alfred why and then explain how now he fully trusts him not to hurt him.
Your descriptions of Alfred's reactions were brilliant, like after Arthur told him that he loved him and after he found out that he was hurting Arthur.
The last three words went perfectly with the song I was listening to (Accidentally in Love) and that last sentence just completed the fill.
Plus I think I know who you are, which is new cause I've never recognised an anon by their writing before.
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If I'm correct about the author's idntity, then some of her other fills would be:
http://hetalia-kink.livejournal.com/15769.html?thread=39299481#t39299481
http://hetalia-kink.livejournal.com/15769.html?thread=39299481#t39299481
http://hetalia-kink.livejournal.com/15769.html?thread=39299481#t39299481
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Let's wish the anon or Author!anon would tell us more. /puppyeyes
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Highway Cloudbusting: http://stardropdream.livejournal.com/37037.html
Wasteland Starsweeping (sequel to HC): http://hetalia-kink.livejournal.com/15769.html?thread=49085849#t49085849
Misplaced Soil: http://stardropdream.livejournal.com/44321.html
Alas, I was hoping for recs I hadn't already read. ._.
My apologies if I guessed wrong, though!
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