Wit Of The Staircase 92/?
anonymous
October 30 2011, 13:26:20 UTC
"Whatever," Gilbert gasped. He pushed himself up from the sand. "The awesome me is too awesome for this lameness, so I'm off to fuck with Dorkus Maximus over there. Literally, if you know what I mean."
"Not unless I get to watch!" Lizzie shouted indignantly after him.
Matthew looked to Francis. He seemed amused by the whole thing.
"She's quite the firecracker, isn't she?"
"...yeah," Matthew said. "You know, I think they actually managed to progress. Somehow."
"It's called 'foreplay', cher," Francis said.
"I've done foreplay. It didn't turn out like that," Matthew said.
"It could, if you want..." Francis said playfully.
"Uh, how about no," Matthew said. "I don't find broken bones a turn on
( ... )
Wit Of The Staircase 93/?
anonymous
October 30 2011, 14:08:10 UTC
They were somewhat obscured by the rock, the rest by the water. It was just deep enough that they couldn't stand, so with each kiss they'd sink a bit. And really, it was scary and exciting all in once. They'd break apart, swim away only to embrace and fall into the deep like they were drowning. They'd fumble underwater, leg brushing arm, his erection to Matthew's hip, only to resurface gasping for air. As fun almost drowning was, they broke apart and found some more rocks a bit closer, where they had actual footing
( ... )
Wit Of The Staircase 94/?
anonymous
October 30 2011, 14:21:56 UTC
By the time it got dark, most of the rest of the crowd had gone back to their homes, campers and hotels, and the beach was pretty much theirs.
He'd gotten some Reece's Pieces from a vendor near the beach on Francis's dollar, insisted Francis share it, since he paid and all, and their hands were sticky and orange, especially where they met entwined together. It was such a simple gesture, but Matthew couldn't help blushing and blushing.
They'd fucked dozens of times, quite a few of them in public, and he couldn't keep from being dazed over simple hand-holding. Merde, his priorities were skewed
( ... )
Wit Of The Staircase 95/?
anonymous
October 30 2011, 14:27:02 UTC
If he was hoping for a resolution to this question, however, he wasn't getting it. Francis pulled out the wine cooler and gave Gilbert a challenging smile which he actually managed to get, even if Gilbert was a bit er, lacking when it came to recognizing subtle hints. Or subtlety at all.
Soon, there was a full out chugging contest going on. Matthew, of course, held back, but he and Lovino, and Roderich were about the only ones, as Lizzie enthusiastically swore to drink Gilbert under the table.
Matthew already felt warm all over. Was this what it was like to be part of a group and not feel like a tolerated presence, or like nobody knew him at all?
Maybe.
As it was, even if he wasn't participating via actual drinking, that didn't mean he was entirely absent in the matter. Lovino's screech of do something, you idiot! That potato bastard is beating you! pulled him out of his reverie.
To say nothing of the constant chug chug chug chug which at this point he wasn't sure who was saying, as most of them were busy drinking. Roderich,
( ... )
Re: Wit Of The Staircase 95/?
anonymous
October 30 2011, 15:28:20 UTC
You're back! And with such an amazing chapter too! I love Kiku with his giant camera and the frying pangle dynamics. And as usual the wonderful Franada which you do so well. Also I thought the mention of both Alfred and Arthur coming down with hickeys was hilarious.
Re: Wit Of The Staircase 95/?
anonymous
November 7 2011, 13:58:52 UTC
Oh my goodness, I LOVE this fill. I cannot explain it...it's just so gorgeous. You write all the characters so wonderfully, they're all so IC...the Franada is adorable, and the little mentions of USUK make me so happy :')
Part 13-14 (edited), 15-65: http://hetalia-kink.livejournal.com/15769.html?thread=41192345#t41192345
66-76: http://hetalia-kink.livejournal.com/17465.html?thread=52116793#t52116793
77-85: http://hetalia-kink.livejournal.com/18772.html?thread=65442132#t65442132
new parts start here.
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"Not unless I get to watch!" Lizzie shouted indignantly after him.
Matthew looked to Francis. He seemed amused by the whole thing.
"She's quite the firecracker, isn't she?"
"...yeah," Matthew said. "You know, I think they actually managed to progress. Somehow."
"It's called 'foreplay', cher," Francis said.
"I've done foreplay. It didn't turn out like that," Matthew said.
"It could, if you want..." Francis said playfully.
"Uh, how about no," Matthew said. "I don't find broken bones a turn on ( ... )
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He'd gotten some Reece's Pieces from a vendor near the beach on Francis's dollar, insisted Francis share it, since he paid and all, and their hands were sticky and orange, especially where they met entwined together. It was such a simple gesture, but Matthew couldn't help blushing and blushing.
They'd fucked dozens of times, quite a few of them in public, and he couldn't keep from being dazed over simple hand-holding. Merde, his priorities were skewed ( ... )
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Soon, there was a full out chugging contest going on. Matthew, of course, held back, but he and Lovino, and Roderich were about the only ones, as Lizzie enthusiastically swore to drink Gilbert under the table.
Matthew already felt warm all over. Was this what it was like to be part of a group and not feel like a tolerated presence, or like nobody knew him at all?
Maybe.
As it was, even if he wasn't participating via actual drinking, that didn't mean he was entirely absent in the matter. Lovino's screech of do something, you idiot! That potato bastard is beating you! pulled him out of his reverie.
To say nothing of the constant chug chug chug chug which at this point he wasn't sure who was saying, as most of them were busy drinking. Roderich, ( ... )
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Also I thought the mention of both Alfred and Arthur coming down with hickeys was hilarious.
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Seriously cannot wait for more!
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New parts start here. Updates to come. I haven't forgotten/let it die, RL just caught up with me.
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