Gorgeous [Part 2/?]
anonymous
February 7 2010, 09:56:46 UTC
"Wh-what in the Queen's name are you wearing, Alfred?"
"Don't you like it?" The younger nation took a second to twist side to side, making sure to show off the entirety of his outfit - 'Not to mention that shapely arse of his...' Arthur flushed at the thought that came unbidden, preferring rather to struggle against his binds as Alfred continued, "I've had it for aaaaages, but tonight, Iggy...Tonight is special
( ... )
Gorgeous [Part 3b/?]
anonymous
February 18 2010, 08:13:24 UTC
He counted up to eleven lashings before the number became obscure and the pain mingled with the masochistic pleasure it wrought. Alfred was thankful for the support that the suspended bar provided, for it was not long before his knees became jelloid and his legs beginning to collapse. He stopped himself before he could feel the pressure of the cuffs cutting into his wrists with the descent of his sagging body. He was a hero, and as such, he wouldn't - no, couldn't - allow himself to be defeated by a mere kink!
The moment that the lashings ceased, the American released a faint sigh. If it had gone on any longer, he probably would have given in - so totally not a heroic thing to do
( ... )
Re: Gorgeous [Part 3b/?]
anonymous
February 18 2010, 08:35:22 UTC
Hot damn, author!anon. Emphasis on the "hot"!
Also, this? He was a hero, and as such, he wouldn't - no, couldn't - allow himself to be defeated by a mere kink! This made me laugh crazily, in the best of ways. O Alfred, honey.
Excellent use of Alfred's full name, btw, and hearing Arthur calling him "love" is strangely hot for so many reasons. A++
Author!Anon apologizes
anonymous
March 6 2010, 22:38:10 UTC
Many apologies for the lateness in updates. My internet has been down for a while, so I wasn't able to access the online notepad I've been writing this fill on. Not to mention that I've been feeling like utter shite this last week while simultaneously attempting to finish up a first draft on a novel.
So in short: I'll be attempting to finish this all up within the following week. =)
Re: Gorgeous [Part 4/5]
anonymous
March 11 2010, 09:57:11 UTC
Alfred was silent but for the hiss of air forced from his nostrils as Arthur fucked his mouth faster, slightly harder, but always mindful not to make the younger nation gag or suffocate. Warmth ran down the Briton's spine, trickling south to his groin and pooling there as a particular sensation of anticipation began to build from his feet upwards. Feeling his core muscles beginning to tighten, thighs trembling as he forcefully kept on abusing the other nation's mouth, Arthur let himself be taken by pleasure
( ... )
Gorgeous [Part 5/5]
anonymous
March 11 2010, 10:06:48 UTC
Woops, bit of inconsistency. Alfred was supposed to have his hands behind his back rather than on his lap before Arthur finished off the first time. ------
A tongue sliding over the swollen globe of his left buttock silenced him, warm saliva quickly cooling over the hot flesh in the cool air of the cellar. Arthur's nose pressed against the sensitive flesh, drawing first a whine from Alfred, then a throaty moan as his tongue delved into the cleft of his buttocks, trailing down until the tip of the moist organ was circling the taught ring of muscles that the American so desperately then wished to be penetrated.
"Please! I- I need to-" The American rolled his hips against the wood of the cross, the head of his erection just barely brushing against one of the silver studs that decorated the black wood. He was so, so close, but the ring prevented his release, almost to the point of pain which, of course, only aroused him further. When Arthur broke through the tight ring of muscle and began tonguing him, Alfred nearly sobbed and was -
( ... )
"Don't you like it?" The younger nation took a second to twist side to side, making sure to show off the entirety of his outfit - 'Not to mention that shapely arse of his...' Arthur flushed at the thought that came unbidden, preferring rather to struggle against his binds as Alfred continued, "I've had it for aaaaages, but tonight, Iggy...Tonight is special ( ... )
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♥♥♥♥♥
I absolutely love it so far! Just what I wanted and more.
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The moment that the lashings ceased, the American released a faint sigh. If it had gone on any longer, he probably would have given in - so totally not a heroic thing to do ( ... )
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Also, this? He was a hero, and as such, he wouldn't - no, couldn't - allow himself to be defeated by a mere kink! This made me laugh crazily, in the best of ways. O Alfred, honey.
Excellent use of Alfred's full name, btw, and hearing Arthur calling him "love" is strangely hot for so many reasons. A++
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ALFRED FUCKING JONES, BITCH!
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F5F5F5F5F5F5F5
Soooo hot anon~ @w@ <3
PLEASEEE UPDATE LIKE.. NOW.
[[and pfft. alfred fucking jones, bitch.]]
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umm could I have a link to the earlier parts? *fails*
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That will take you back to the original request, which has the first few parts on it as well. =)
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This is really hot, anon. :)
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ReCaptcha: "upbraids citizen" ... I don't think my country likes that idea, actually.
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But than again you like it huh Daddy? *smirk*
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So in short: I'll be attempting to finish this all up within the following week. =)
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Sorry all the shit's hitting the fan at once; life likes to do that, doesn't it? ^_^; Good luck with your novel! :Db
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A tongue sliding over the swollen globe of his left buttock silenced him, warm saliva quickly cooling over the hot flesh in the cool air of the cellar. Arthur's nose pressed against the sensitive flesh, drawing first a whine from Alfred, then a throaty moan as his tongue delved into the cleft of his buttocks, trailing down until the tip of the moist organ was circling the taught ring of muscles that the American so desperately then wished to be penetrated.
"Please! I- I need to-" The American rolled his hips against the wood of the cross, the head of his erection just barely brushing against one of the silver studs that decorated the black wood. He was so, so close, but the ring prevented his release, almost to the point of pain which, of course, only aroused him further. When Arthur broke through the tight ring of muscle and began tonguing him, Alfred nearly sobbed and was - ( ... )
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