In order to celebrate HETALIA'S anime adaptation. AXIS POWERS HETALIA KINK MEME
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“Please what, England?” The young voice was soft and sultry, pouring into his body in low tones that seemed to cause the painful rigidity in his prick to flare.
“L-let me - gyuhh!” His body jolted and hips thrust as his cock was enveloped in a dry heat. “Please, please, America, please!”
“What do you want, England?” Teeth grazed just shy of the point of pain along tender flesh. “What do you want me to do?”
“M-make - Oh God!” the country sobbed, his pelvis bucking wildly into the heat that just wasn’t enough. “Make me c-c-come, Alfred, make me come!”
And suddenly the fire raged in his stomach; a rough, beautiful friction played against the throbbing ache and moist, slippery velvet bathed tender flesh in a massage that was too heavenly, too good, and he was being sucked and swallowed through into something too much -
“I love you, Arthur.”
He came. Stars burst behind the whites of wide, unseeing eyes and he cried out, screamed the name of his lover as hips pistoned and tears were shed out of pure relief. It seemed the island laid there convulsing for hours, riding on wave after wave of aftershocks, paying little mind to the trembling hand that smoothed through sweat-drenched hair or stuttered words of encouragement. All that mattered was the pure ecstasy that trilled through every fiber of his being, lulling him into a contented haze.
Only the hushed grunt and an accompanying sigh lifted the poor nation from his stupor, drawing his eyes to the shaking form of his lover. A small voice reminded him that though he had reached completion, the other hadn’t had the opportunity yet. Bubbles of guilt swelled in England’s throat as he feebly voiced his concern.
“I’m sorry,” he rasped, seeking the bright blue eyes currently shielded by a wall of mussed blonde locks. “Do you still need help?”
He was taken aback by the answering chortle. “You kidding? I was pretty much done for when I saw your ‘gasm face.”
A furious blush blossomed across porcelain flesh, but England snorted nonetheless.
“Let’s try this again, yeah?” America mumbled, nuzzling the cheek of his former caretaker in a gentle gesture of affection. The island smiled, caressing the other’s neck absently.
“I’ll give it some thought.”
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YOUUU.
HAVE AMAZING GRIP ON YOUR WRITING.
/MELTS IN CHAIR
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I LOVE YOU ANON!!
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