Past-Part Fills Part 7

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Past-Part Fills Part Seven

Fills from past parts can go here!
Fills from the current part (part 22) MUST go in that part's post until it is full.

Link to the original request (and if an ongoing fill, any previous chapters/sections).

Don't forget to link your new fill at the fill

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Your Little Problem (1c/?)

[anonymous]

America seemed to slump a little, but took away the shaking hand from between his legs. Once he had, his fidgeting increased and he jumped up and down a little in his seat. His movements were beginning to catch the attention of those around them, and England could sense that his eyes weren’t the only ones trained on America.

But America either didn’t notice or didn’t care, or if he did he had far more pressing matters on his mind. Apparently ignoring England’s command from before, he suddenly put a hand between his legs, eyes widening a little. It soon became obvious that America had already wet himself a little as his gaze turned down to his crotch, a faint blush colouring his face. But he had not lost control completely, and it was clear he was trying his utmost to keep the rest of his urine in.

Trying and failing, it seemed, as America’s other hand went to join the other and he let out a small groan. His face fell into one of horror and his eyes closed, and England watched with a dry mouth, as America’s light brown trousers became stained dark at the front. The wet streak on his trousers grew in size and a faint dripping sound could be heard from beneath the pews. America was still trying desperately to hold it in, but it was now futile as the flow continued mercilessly, continuing to soak down his trouser legs and soon leaving a puddle by his shoes. When it had finally stopped, tears broke through and America stared down at himself in mortification.

And oh, Lord have mercy for England’s incredible arousal at seeing that; seeing that right there in church. He grabbed America’s arm, his own cheeks heating up in excitement and embarrassment, though nothing like America’s, who now had tears trailing down his bright red cheeks. He got to his feet, pulling America up with him and feigning humiliated anger.

“I’m- I’m so sorry,” England muttered to anyone in the church who stared as they made their way from the church. “My little brother’s a little prone to accidents. Sorry, so sorry.”

“I can’t believe you,” England said once they were safely outside, hoping as usual that America’s embarrassment would keep him from noticing the bulge in England’s trousers. “We were in church, America.” America let a sob escape then, looking down at the floor. England felt his guilt grow, and knew he couldn’t take it any further than this, even if he wanted to. “Well, it’s-” He sighed, wishing he could take of his arousal but knowing he had to wait for now. “It’s unfortunate, lad. But as I’ve said before, children have accidents. Now, let’s go and get you cleaned up, shall we?”

America nodded, sobs subsiding into sniffs. England took him by the hand and they walked toward America’s house together, where England would put America in a bath while he took care of himself in another room, ignoring the awful guilt in his gut as he did so.

And now I'll just be buying my ticket to hell. More to come.

Re: Your Little Problem (1c/?)

[anonymous]

*gasps* England, you have no shame! None at all. You dirty old man. Yeah you need to take care of yourself, all right.

I just want to laugh at England and pound him a bit on poor America's behalf.

But also, *sigh* I am looking forward to the next part, so authornon, I think I might be joining you in the heat now.

Re: Your Little Problem (1c/?)

[anonymous]

I swear that second bonus reminds me of that trapped-in-an-elevator fic where America says "Sorry I made you cry during my Revolution" and England says "Sorry I made you wear dresses til you were up to my waist".

It was just a funny one-liner, but now it's weird! XP