Going Clubbing
Title Going to the Club
Pairing(s) Any that the participants want to write in, although I can tell you that Francis will be angling to seduce Alfred by the end of the night. Come on, come all!
Rating I’ll go up to any rating, but I think we have a few pretty young RP’ers here, so maybe try to keep it PG-13 or soft R (you can always take graphic ( Read more... )
Pairing(s) Any that the participants want to write in, although I can tell you that Francis will be angling to seduce Alfred by the end of the night. Come on, come all!
Rating I’ll go up to any rating, but I think we have a few pretty young RP’ers here, so maybe try to keep it PG-13 or soft R (you can always take graphic ( Read more... )
"...maybe." He repeated. "And just what is that supposed to mean?"
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A hand ran up America's side to find the back of his neck again, using it to tilt America's head forward. England stood on the tip of his toes to make the rest of the distance as, this time, he drew his face level with America's.
"...And what have we said about shortening my name?" His voice was low and almost menacing at this point.
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"Well, usually you tell me to shut up," he said in his usual tone.
"Buuut.." He smirked, his voice getting lower as he leaned in to press his lips firmly to the others, "You never really taught me how.."
Oh, England. You totally set yourself up for this.
(Indeed you did. <3)
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England froze. It was ridiculous that this should surprise him in the least - everything so far tonight had clearly been leading up to this but he still hadn't expected it.
It took all of half a second for England to stop giving a damn. His free hand, which had still rested lightly upon America's chest until now, joined the other behind America's head as he let himself melt into the kiss.
When they separated for air, he murmered "I think I like the quiet Alfred better..." mimicking what America had said earlier that night.
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Alfred grinned, and leaned back. "Well, there's only a few ways to shut me up--" he paused. Feeling the vibrations in his pocket. He slipped his hand into his pocket to pull out the small phone. He looked at it for a moment, as if not wanting to answer it.
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England rolled his eyes, muttering "It's pretty bloody impossible to get you to shut you up," as America fished in his pocket for his mobile. He noticed America looking at the screen apprehensively and vaguely wondered what the time was. He raised a brow cynically. "Do you really think you'd be able to hear anything the other person is saying if you answered that here?"
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A look of realization crossed Alfred's features.
"Oh yeah! You're right!" Once more, he looked at the screen. It was someone from his government, what the heck. There was the drunk side of him that wanted to put the phone away and ignore it, but then the more rational side that didn't completely submit to the alcohol(or he'd be sexually molesting England by now) forced guilt into his mind.
Shit.
He looked up at Arthur and shrugged, "Gonna go take this call then~"
(ends this thread and posts a new comment xD... -wants to see if other Nations'll talk to ol' america. 8D)
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