"Oh, God." America buried his head in the mattress, as if he could somehow hide from the fact that his pants were becoming increasingly drenched. England watched for a moment, as the liquid seeped through the denim; as America thrashed against the ropes holding him down, before returning to the corner of the room and picking up the teapot. America let out a whimper as he poured another cup, followed by a muffled sigh of relief.
"Does it feel good?" England touched a finger to America's chin, firmly tilting America's head.
"Y-yes."
"You must be thirsty."
America's eyes snapped open just as his jaw snapped shut. He glared at England, and oh, it was beautiful to see him like that--just as rebellious as ever yet unable to do anything about it.
With soft chuckle England said, "Come, now, after all that exertion, you're probably dehydrated." He ran his thumb over America's lips before leaning in and capturing them with a kiss. Immediately, America bit down, hard, and England seized his chance. Slipping two fingers into America's mouth, he managed to pry himself away from those damn teeth, and rested the teacup there instead.
"Every last drop." he commanded, all patience gone from his voice. "And you'll be paying for that little trick later."
When America had finished, England left his side, placed the cup down, and picked up his coat. He looked over his shoulder at America, who was still panting and still refusing to look at him, and the sheets--he winced slightly. Perhaps he should have changed those. Ah, well, hindsight and all that.
"Stay like that for a while."
"Where are you going?"
"None of your concern, though I assure you I'll be back before too late."
"England, get the FUCK back here and untie me!"
England hummed to himself, tuning out the yells that followed him down the hallway and stopping only to turn on the bathroom faucet.
"Oh, and America!" he called from the front doorway. "I hope for your sake you can hold it until I get back!"
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*nervous* I really hope this is satisfactory. Feel free to critique/write something better.
oh btw this was the anon who was thinking of filling it too from the anonmeme. I don't think I could've done better - this is masterfully done. Congrats on converting others XD!!!!
Aafskldhj. Anon. I saw the request and clicked out of morbid curiousity, and, uh...it was weirdly, weirdly hot. England domming a rebellious America so utterly, forcing him to drink, pressing his abdomen, putting him 'back in his place' in a sense with the whole harkening-back-to-childhood thing...I loved it.
"Does it feel good?" England touched a finger to America's chin, firmly tilting America's head.
"Y-yes."
"You must be thirsty."
America's eyes snapped open just as his jaw snapped shut. He glared at England, and oh, it was beautiful to see him like that--just as rebellious as ever yet unable to do anything about it.
With soft chuckle England said, "Come, now, after all that exertion, you're probably dehydrated." He ran his thumb over America's lips before leaning in and capturing them with a kiss. Immediately, America bit down, hard, and England seized his chance. Slipping two fingers into America's mouth, he managed to pry himself away from those damn teeth, and rested the teacup there instead.
"Every last drop." he commanded, all patience gone from his voice. "And you'll be paying for that little trick later."
When America had finished, England left his side, placed the cup down, and picked up his coat. He looked over his shoulder at America, who was still panting and still refusing to look at him, and the sheets--he winced slightly. Perhaps he should have changed those. Ah, well, hindsight and all that.
"Stay like that for a while."
"Where are you going?"
"None of your concern, though I assure you I'll be back before too late."
"England, get the FUCK back here and untie me!"
England hummed to himself, tuning out the yells that followed him down the hallway and stopping only to turn on the bathroom faucet.
"Oh, and America!" he called from the front doorway. "I hope for your sake you can hold it until I get back!"
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*nervous* I really hope this is satisfactory. Feel free to critique/write something better.
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*hides face in shame*
Is...is there any chance of a continuation?
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Especially the hopes of continuation. Normally I try not to pressure authoranons for more but dang it, that was just too brief and tantalizing.
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This was so strangely hot......I do hope more stuff like this exists.
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Damn it, anon!
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thank you so much. You don't even know. I didn't even think it get filled at all, so I'm so so so so sososo happy and thankful that you wrote this!
Coincidentally I also love tickling so that you put that in there as well was just awesome!
:D :D :D :D
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Bladder control... is actually one of my kinks. I've been hoping the meme gets more of this.
IN OTHER WORDS YOU ARE GOD AUTHORNON THANK YOU ♥♥♥
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Oh gawd, that's...weirdly hot....
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(luckily for us those brakes were mighty awesome and totally smokin' hot)
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