I haven't figured out the break up of the cast yet, but I can't get house-mama!China (or maybe UK...?) or callboy!Spain (with S.Italy and France as his patrons...?) out of my head.
“Fuck you! Stop trying to control me! It’s my life and I hate you!”
“You - you ungrateful, insufferable little bratArthur cut himself off, staring at the shadows where his fingers dug into his ward’s arms as he shook him, his slight, gangly teenaged body cornered against the wall
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fdklajfkdsljaljeiwruoiajfdlk--I. I didn't realize that I shipped UK/Canada until now but *_* Needless to say, last couple of lines left me flailing ridiculously...
BUT MOSTLY I'M BUSY FANGASMING OVER YOUR CHARACTERIZATION OF UK because kfdlajfasldkfa I love it when Arthur's aggressive, it is SOSOHOT, and the underlying tones of UK/America and UK/France is just alsdkfjf--amazing and fabulous and makes me all giddy and excited for more.
Oh, I am so happy~ Thank you so much for taking up this prompt, writer!anon, I can't wait to see what happens next!
Re: Hooker AU, 1/?
anonymous
May 2 2009, 04:29:36 UTC
*bookmarks!* If there's anything I love more than a good rentboy fic...well, there's nothing I love more than a good rentboy fic. And so far, this looks like a great one. I love the hints of substitution-sex-to-come (at least, I'm hoping that's what the line about how Matthew could be mistaken for Alfred means). Looking forward to more!
Don't you hate it when you have an awesome prompt that lets you indulge all your kinks, lots of ideas for it, and plenty of time, and your porn muse decides to run off to vegas without you? Yeah, me too. Sorry this took so damn long. I'm still not quite satisfied, but I figured I should post what I had already. Thanks for all the wonderful comments, guys, you really kept me going.
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Arthur strode over to the boy and punched him once, hard across the face. He didn’t flinch, just took the blow, spinning and falling until he caught himself on the floor.
Arthur could breathe.
“Apologize,” he ordered curtly - and then, because he damn well could - “And call me Daddy.” The boy gazed up at him, huge blue eyes perfect and familiar
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rambling OP is rambling!
anonymous
May 9 2009, 17:49:23 UTC
Oh dear god, this is so hottt. Aggressive!Arthur is the hottest thing ever, he makes my heart all a-flutter, and notweepy!whore!Matthew makes me ridiculously happy because fuck yes, he knows exactly what he's doing and is perfectly in control and knows and how to please his clients and guhhh~ this is all so amazing writer!anon, I seriously love you forever.
Hooker AU, 3/4
anonymous
May 13 2009, 22:20:59 UTC
Arthur held the boy's head firmly, relishing the crude simplicity of thoroughly fucking his throat. When his motions started to become more erratic, he forced himself to keep still and hauled the whore off, reaching down to squeeze himself until his impending climax retreated
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I haven't figured out the break up of the cast yet, but I can't get house-mama!China (or maybe UK...?) or callboy!Spain (with S.Italy and France as his patrons...?) out of my head.
Otherwise, have a field day, anon!
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“Fuck you! Stop trying to control me! It’s my life and I hate you!”
“You - you ungrateful, insufferable little bratArthur cut himself off, staring at the shadows where his fingers dug into his ward’s arms as he shook him, his slight, gangly teenaged body cornered against the wall ( ... )
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POOR MATTY!
f5f5f5f5... oh god... must find out what happens next...
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I didn't even know I had a prostitution fetish. Thank you for enlightening me.
I'm gonna go ahead and fasten something heavy to my F5 key.
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BUT MOSTLY I'M BUSY FANGASMING OVER YOUR CHARACTERIZATION OF UK because kfdlajfasldkfa I love it when Arthur's aggressive, it is SOSOHOT, and the underlying tones of UK/America and UK/France is just alsdkfjf--amazing and fabulous and makes me all giddy and excited for more.
Oh, I am so happy~ Thank you so much for taking up this prompt, writer!anon, I can't wait to see what happens next!
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Can't wait to see more of this? *F5 FOREVER*
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Arthur strode over to the boy and punched him once, hard across the face. He didn’t flinch, just took the blow, spinning and falling until he caught himself on the floor.
Arthur could breathe.
“Apologize,” he ordered curtly - and then, because he damn well could - “And call me Daddy.” The boy gazed up at him, huge blue eyes perfect and familiar ( ... )
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Arthur snapped forward, relishing the panicked flutter of muscles constricting him as the boy choked.
Delicious. Arthur, Arthur, Arthur...you are a man after my own heart, methinks.
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reCAPTCHA: frontrun cuddles
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