In order to celebrate HETALIA'S anime adaptation. AXIS POWERS HETALIA KINK MEME
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Elizabeth grabbed Abigail’s hand and marched her up to the bedroom, where Elizabeth threw open the doors to her armoire. “Now, take that horrible thing off. Behind the dressing panel!” she specified as Abigail started to unlace her dress right in the middle of the room.
While Abigail did as instructed, Elizabeth picked out what she thought Abigail would look decent in and laid it out on the bed. “Actually, take everything off,” Elizabeth amended, “I’m quite sure you aren’t wearing proper undergarments, either.”
“What could be improper about them? Nobody can even see them!”
Elizabeth sighed and handed her spare underclothes around the panel. “Just put them on.”
“Long bloomers!” Abigail complained, “I hate long bloomers. They’re too hot in this weather.”
“Just put them on!”
“Long bloomers and a long chemise? Are you trying to make me faint from the heat?”
“Don’t argue!”
Just when Elizabeth thought Abigail couldn’t find anything else to grumble about, the younger country emerged from behind the partition in only the bloomers and chemise. “What in the world am I supposed to do with this?” she questioned, holding ‘this’ up.
“It’s the new style corset. It’s stiffened with whalebone, so it forms the figure better.” Elizabeth explained, “I suppose they’ll become more popular in your country in a few months. You’re always trailing behind us when it comes to fashion, after all. If you’ll turn around, I’ll help you lace it up.” Abigail nodded and slipped the corset over her head, then pulled her hair away from her back and turned around. Elizabeth tugged hard at the laces, eliciting a yelp from Abigail. “Oh, shush,” she chided, continuing to pull the laces, “Being beautiful takes discipline.”
“Must you make it so tight?” Abigail asked through her teeth, “I can hardly breathe.”
“Yes, but… look at the result!” Elizabeth, beaming with pride, pulled her former charge over to the mirror. “Oh, I would have never expected you to have such a tiny little waist…” Elizabeth’s hands slid down Abigail’s sides admiringly, tracing the figure of her waist. It took a moment before Elizabeth realized her hands had lingered a little too long on Abigail and she pulled them back hastily.
Abigail didn’t seem to notice and eyed her reflection. “Well, I don’t like it,” she decided, and reached around her back to try and untie the thing herself. It took a moment and the laces ended up in a horrific knot that Elizabeth doubted she could ever undo, but the corset came off and Abigail pranced about the room happily. “My, I feel so free without that on! Really, you should try it, Eliza!”
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“Just try it,” Abigail pleaded, fixing Elizabeth with the most pleading stare that the older nation could ever remember seeing.
Elizabeth sighed and retreated behind the screen. “That Abigail!” she mumbled to herself as she disrobed, “such an adorable colony. She used to listen so well. Now look at her!” she paused, corset still on, and fought with herself for a moment before calling. “Abigail?” she asked.
“Hm?” Abigail shamelessly poked her head behind the dressing panel.
“W... would you please unlace this?”
“Oh, of course!” Abigail replied, setting to work on undoing the laces.
“I’m not nearly as ridiculous enough to attempt and unlace it by myself,” Elizabeth explained, attempting to justify her request for help.
“See? Isn’t that much better?” Abigail asked her as the corset came off. Though Elizabeth would never admit it, she felt an uncomfortable pressure lift from her lungs as the laces came apart.
“Hmph,” she answered noncommittally.
“You should just throw this out,” Abigail told her with authority, tossing the corset over her shoulder. “It squashes the chest in such a terrible way, doesn’t it?”
Elizabeth felt blood rushing to her cheeks. Not because of what Abigail said, but because of the fact that she was massaging her breasts as she said it. Such an adorable colony, Elizabeth had said to herself, now look at her. Well, Elizabeth was looking at her. For all the impropriety, Abigail had become a flourishing nation in the very bloom of maturity, and that silly, rakish smile and reckless attitude of hers was actually somewhat… attractive.
“Please, you’re embarrassing yourself,” Elizabeth muttered, pushing past her.
Abigail giggled and chased after. “Aw, come on, you know I’m right!” Elizabeth froze as Abigail threw her arms around the older nation from behind and grabbed her breasts, fondling them with great enthusiasm.
The warmth of Abigail pressed against her, hands thoughtlessly caressing her through the thin cotton, was too much for Elizabeth to stand. “A-Abby,” She moaned at the heat growing between her thighs.
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this is delightful *_*
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Moar, please! <3
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