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“I am thinking I like you like this, Alfred,” Russia whispered against America’s chest, cold fingertips pressing until America was sure there would be bruises-would be, if these were real hands, not just the over-exaggeration of their shared thoughts-a tongue on his stomach and Russia’s mouth going down his body, down and down and.
There was a shift, like in a dream, and America was gripping Russia’s hair with one hand, touching himself with the other, beating off as Russia moved inside him. Russia’s voice was deep with lust, curdling over America’s mind, driving him mad, and the feel of him inside (“Are you liking me now, Alfred?” “Shut up and fuck me.”) is like nothing America can ever remember.
It is night, and then day, and then Spring, and the times are shifting around them, the threads of Russia’s fantasy world slipping away until it is just the two of them, America on his back in the void and on his couch, Russia wherever he is, doing this to him. His mind is in rapture long before his body goes tight and tense and he comes with a roar.
Russia moves slowly inside him, until America is whimpering from it. Then, Russia is blisteringly, bruisingly rough, terrible, the bastard America knows him to be, biting and scratching and it’s never felt this good before.
The images dissolve. First, America opens his eyes to look around his office. Then, the sensations-except for the real ones-melt away from his body. Finally, he can no longer feel the cold of Russia’s mind pressed against his own.
In the morning, the white noise returned.
Three days later, America stood in West Berlin, and wondered when the graffiti would go onto Russia’s wall.
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Anon just came.
Swirly, dreamlike psychic sex? YesPlz.
Russia/USA??? HNG. UNF. FAP.
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*aneurysm*
Russia dominating America already pushes all my buttons? But doing it via psychic sex? DED.
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I'm only sad because I'm almost afraid to go read anymore Russia/America because it's going to have quite a time meeting the excellence of this... mmm... to be in any way helpful, I really liked how the narration always referred to them by their country names, but their other names in dialogue... worked very well, made it more effective, somehow.
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Author!Anon, I do hope you realize that I will never forget this line. (I wish I was using the conventional reader!anon brand of hyperbole.)
Something about it makes it vibrate powerfully, over and over again in my head.
Not only that, but this entire fanfic in general. In its entirety, it captures the Cold War in an amazing new way--almost perfect; using its own experiments as a kind of metaphor for the whole "war" itself.
Th-Thank you. <33333
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Truly genius, authornon. You have my eternal love, and this fic will always be in my top three list for what may be my fandom life.
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