Hetalia kink meme part 23
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hetalia kink meme
part 23
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“Alfred.” The voice said, clearly intending on not letting him go back to sleep. “Love, wake up.”
Nope. He squeezed his eyes shut, turned his head and snuggled in deeper.
An amused sigh was his response and his protective covering was drawn back slightly causing Alfred to groan but then a soft kiss was placed on his collar bone then they traced a path up his throat. Feeling slightly more awake, he stretched while making an inquisitive noise and turned slightly to where he guessed the intruder on his sleep was. That then earned him a few more kisses, one on each eyelid (when did his blindfold disappear?), then on his chin, nose, forehead and cheeks. “C'mon Alfred, open your eyes.” The other voice asked, though it had a nervous edge to it. “For me.”
“Mmmhm...five more minutes?” He hummed.
“Very well.” The pair of lips returned, pressing against his own…his Queen. “I’ll be back in a moment then.”
Footsteps padded off and the click of a door was heard as he realized that they were his Queen's lips.
The Queen who he was now allowed to see.
Suddenly he was more awake then he had been, instantly sitting up and his eyelids fluttered open, the world coming into view though remaining a hazy blur.
Right.
Squeezing his eyes shut once more, his hand reaching over to the side table where the servants had hopefully placed his glasses...yes! There they were! He grabbed them and slid them on, the room coming into sharp focus.
There was no one in the room so he slid out from the comforter... actually no, bad idea; he gathered the comforter around himself as he got up while an ache in his tailbone choose to make itself known. It wasn’t anything unbearable but a warm bath would still be fantastic. He’d have to ask for water to be brought up in a moment.
He shuffled around the room then the ones connecting to it, looking for where his mysterious Queen went...whoever he was, he was like Heart’s dreaded ninja, decidedly difficult to find. Upon looking in the study, the closet, sitting room, the wardrobe, the other sitting room, the he-wasn’t-entirely-sure-what-room and more, he decided it would then be better to just wait in their room instead of getting lost in the labyrinth that was the King and Queen’s quarters. Upon finding his way back, he stumbled over a small bag just by the entry way, knocking its contents on the floor.
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Picking everything up and putting it back, he then sat on the bed, letters in his lap. He paused a moment before undoing the string with trembling fingers and picked up the first one, beginning to read.
He was quickly engrossed, they weren’t in any particular order and some were splattered with what he hoped wasn’t blood and...other questionable things but they were from his friend. The one hardest to read (in more ways than one) was first one that he didn’t send, the one telling him that they were coming to meeting him and all about the voyage over. The longer ones about working in the palace usually made his heart sink, the ones of being in the army made it race, the brief ones about being trapped on the Pirate ship made it ache and the ones describing his trip back to the Capital made it swell with happiness... He devoured each one, not even aware when the door creaked open and the bed dipped; it was the one at the bottom though that made his heart break and made him so happy at the same time.
Dear Alfred,
I’m not entirely sure why I persist in writing these or why I don’t just send them but I just can’t bring myself to stop so here we are...
Not much has changed since my last letter, I’m still fairly positive that Erik and Matthias are dating, Gupta is quiet (best horse tamer I’ve ever seen though!), Heracles naps in odd places and Steven still insists on playing with dangerous animals he should just leave be. Kaoru and Jackson have been quit being household staff to join the army’s experimental black powder research department - though you already knew that I’m sure, I just wish he’d stop testing the crackers off near me, my nerves are frayed! Elizabeta is still terrorizing the other chefs with her cast iron rule - It’s beyond strange, isn’t this supposed to be a meeting to improve diplomatic relations? So why has the Queen of Clubs chosen to take over the kitchens with the Jack of Hearts? We have had nothing but pasta to eat for weeks!
In other news, I finished breaking in and taming this beautiful stallion, he’s supposed to be for when you need to ride. I don’t suppose you’ll come down to the stables to meet him? I suppose not, you haven’t been down here since I came back. (Here there were a few sentences scratched out so badly that he couldn’t read them) One of Marie’s charges, Reckless, that plucky army mare I told you about a few letters back just had her first colt. I’m sure he will grow to be just as stubborn as her. I’ve also successfully managed to get Camanche,- a fifteen hand mixed gelding - to stop spooking at the slightest noise or movement. Poor thing, he’s going to be retired, he’s had enough. He’s the only surviving Seventh Cavalry member... I don’t suppose you could talk to the King and end this war with Diamonds? I hate to see more of these lovely creatures share his fate.
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(Here sentences started and stopped, being only a few words long before having a line drawn through them)
Enough, I’ve just been rambling because I don’t know how to say what needs to be said. I miss you git, I miss running around with you, sneaking out to stare at the stars and sitting in the Library as you teach me to read. I miss you coming to the stables and talking to me. (more was scratched out here) I miss you. It hurts to see you pass by me with not so much as a sideways glance, to know that you will never see this or that we’ll never be friends again. I’ve come to realize how much I care for you, more than a friend ever should. Well you’re never going to read this so, I love you. I do, really and truly.
It’s why I’m almost glad that our eyes never met, that you never saw me because if you had, I’m not sure I could find the strength to leave. I know I promised to be by your side forever, right beside your Queen and your Jack but I can’t. I don’t think I’ll be strong enough when the time comes to remain there as you fall for your soul mate and be happy with them. I can’t. I just, I’m very sorry Alfred but I cannot do it.
I’m going to let you go. I’ve decided I’m going to go join the army.
Goodbye my friend,
Arthur Kirkland
Alfred took off his glasses to rub his eyes, this was too much. How did his Queen even get these letters anyway?
“Still as nosy as ever I see.” The voice from the night before commented dryly beside him.
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“...Arthur?” He croaked out, finding his voice. “Arthur Kirkland?”
A soft smile, almost remorseful and fleeting crossed the other’s features. “Hello Alfred... I know I’m a bit late but I’m here, just like I promised.”
A moment of silence stretched between them, Alfred staring at the man he had thought dead for longer than he should have, Arthur beginning to shift uncomfortably.
“I-I asked Erik if he could send up someone with some hot water in a moment. I figured you’d want to talk about everything.” He paused, seeming to search for words before slumping a little and making to get up. “I’ll just be going then...agh!”
Alfred moved faster than he had ever in his life, ending up tackling the other, pining his hands and body to the bed. “Not yet you don’t!”
“Alfred, what?”
“You can’t leave! Not when I’m able to see you again! And anyway you don’t get to call me Alfred remember?” He leaned forward and stole a kiss, his face breaking out into an enormous grin. “You call me Al!”
Arthur looked up at him, his green eyes wide with surprised before his own smile, the same one from when they were little, answered. “Right, very well Al.”
“Good. Just so you know, I have no plans of ever letting you leave my side again” Alfred smirked before leaning forward to whisper in his ear “Now then, Arthur Kirkland-Jones or whatever your last name is now that you’re mine, I believe you have another promise to keep. Because I want to watch you love me and then I want to make you scream my name in return.”
Arthur flushed red and he licked his lips, “Don’t you want to talk or have a bath first?”
“I've read most of your letters and I feel like I got the gist of it -Ace, I'm so glad you survived all of that- it can wait.” Alfred answered, a more lustful expression beginning to cross his features as his hands trailed down the other’s body, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake. “Because now you’re under me and alive and every fantasy, every dream I’ve ever had of you I can now make reality.”
Suddenly Alfred’s world blurred and he found himself on his back, a smirking Arthur above him. “I suppose I’ll have to oblige then.”
Their lips sliding together sealed the deal.
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Mathias - Denmark
Erik - Norway
Aadya - India
Gupta - Egypt
Heracles - Greece
Steven - Australia
Kaoru - Hong Kong
Jackson - New Zealand
Marie - Belgium
Horses named are famous horses. I know nothing about the creatures personally though they’re beautiful and awesome so any incorrect facts I blame on the site I got the information from.
THANK YOU EVERYONE WHO READ THIS AND LIKED IT, I HOPE IT MET YOUR STANDARDS :D
I've thought about deanon-ing this actually - or, as this has got me thinking of Cards!verse - writing my own story working this into it. Would you mind OP! if that happens?
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And.. YES! YES! YES! A thousand times YES! You should deff deanon-ing, this is best Cards!verse out there.
And I would love to read more cards!verse story from you, so if you want to write your own story while working this into. Please go right ahead, I would love to read it. Yes!
Again I want to thank you so much for writting this fill request for me. It really is my favorite story, this fill is like the princess bride of fanfics :)
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