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Harder, Better, Faster, Str- {2/2}

[anonymous]

And as his lips trailed further and further down, the taste got muskier and muskier, the taste of weak tea growing stronger and eventually becoming more like the taste of coffee. And then his lips found his prize, standing tall and dripping clear pre-fluid. America grinned and trailed his tongue up the length of it, gathering the liquid on his tongue and savoring its taste.

Above him, England moaned, weaving his fingers into America's hair and giving a gentle tug. "Stop fucking around," the Brit commanded, pulling America's head off his length, "now's now the time for that." And, despite his love of England's taste, he had to agree. They hadn't done this in a while, and America needed it (oh, but he never was good at waiting) now.

And so America straddled England, reaching down to stroke him a few times before lowering onto the other in one movement, gasping and clenching his fists against England's chest. Tight and hot, just like it always was. America didn't wait to start moving, up and down, up and down, clenching around England and pulling him in deeper with every downward motion of his hips. England held said hips, helping to guide him, rocking up into him occasionally, closing his eyes and reveling in the feeling of America's body around him.

"Arthur," the younger nation panted, half-moaning the name, "it feels g-good."

"Mmh... of course it does," came the response, punctuated by a sudden upward thrust of the hips that made both men gasp. America ground downwards, crying out England's name when his prostate was touched, the sound making their pace increase. "Harder!" America cried, bowing his body forward and clawing at England desperately. "Aaah, fuck me!" he was screaming now, both men panting and moaning for each other. England decided, quite promptly, that he couldn't get at the right angle on the bottom, and quickly switched positions.

Now America's face was pressed into the pillow, his ass high in the air. England pounded into it, still clutching America's hip with one hand even as his other covered America's erection, pumping it in time with each thrust. Neither of them could last much longer, their rhythm was lost in favor of erratic thrusts, America pressing back against England each time.

"Arthur!" America cried, spilling white seed into England's hand. England followed suit, giving one last thrust before emptying deep within the younger nation.

The two pulled away from each other for a moment, England pulling out and reaching for a tissue from the box beside them to clean them off, before tossing the soiled paper into the trash and cuddling with America beneath the blankets.

There was a hum of contentment over the room, the two nations closing their eyes and nuzzling each other, sneaking the occasional kiss.

"Ahh~ That was good, da!"

Their eyes slammed open and they exchanged looks. They knew that voice, and Alfred certainly knew that hand that was squeezing his ass, and that giggle that followed.

"Maybe I can play now, too?"

fin

Re: Harder, Better, Faster, Str- {2/2}

[anonymous]

Omigawdnowai!! D:

I think I'd scream then cry if I was having fabulous, fantastic sexytiems that turned into...Russia ninja'ing his way into my bed. And mind you, I'm someone who likes Russia.

Best Mood Whiplash in a fic ever!

Re: Harder, Better, Faster, Str- {2/2}

[anonymous]

I really liked this fill. xD I'm glad that Russia didn't appear in the middle of their sexy times, IT'S A BIG TURN OFF. I love it the way it is, it's hot and i giggled in the end. x) wondeful, anon.