Leaning love - part 6 (2/2)
anonymous
April 23 2009, 22:53:05 UTC
“You’re a little, naughty child.” I hammered my foot against his side to make him turn to the stomach, before giving his right cheek a lecture too. He curled together with hands pressed to the ears, protecting himself from what he couldn’t while screaming like a maniac. It was kind of annoying. I shoved him around once more, this time to the back, to be able to place my foot on his stomach. I held him down by pressing my weight on to that one leg, leaning over to watch his dancing eyes. “Really, I am too kind,” I whispered, forcing the tap in between his lips to scratch against his teeth. “I should be beating you up into a bloody pulp, but we’ll have guest next week.” I turned the tap, pressing the cold metal against his choking tongue. “It would be hard for you to chit-chat with them if you had no teeth, so I’ll let you have that second chance for which you begged. Now-“ I slipped the faucet from his mouth, leaving a trail of spit snapping in the air, before resting it on one shoulder while watching him with curious eyes, “can you thank me properly for letting you off this easily?”
I slipped the boot from his stomach to his panting mouth, gently pressing it against his lips. It took him a couple of seconds, but then he pressed butterfly kisses to it. I smiled happily before retreating from his sprawled out body, going for the exit.
“I’ll be returning to my business. Take a bath and come serve me tea in, let’s say, half an hour?”
Re: Leaning love - part 6 (2/2)
anonymous
April 27 2009, 09:38:47 UTC
ILU anon, this is awesome. This is now my favorite ongoing story on the kink meme.
Oh Liet, you poor puppy. I admit I would have preferred a whipping, ('tis my kink :p) but this was really in character. Your Russia has the childish sadism we all know and love him for. I also love how you write Lithuania. Please continue.
I slipped the boot from his stomach to his panting mouth, gently pressing it against his lips. It took him a couple of seconds, but then he pressed butterfly kisses to it. I smiled happily before retreating from his sprawled out body, going for the exit.
“I’ll be returning to my business. Take a bath and come serve me tea in, let’s say, half an hour?”
I remember getting no answer as I left the room.
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Oh Liet, you poor puppy. I admit I would have preferred a whipping, ('tis my kink :p) but this was really in character. Your Russia has the childish sadism we all know and love him for. I also love how you write Lithuania. Please continue.
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Please, continue.
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