Hetalia - Teaching a Lesson NC-17 UK/US
Title: Teaching a Lesson
Author: Robin Gurl
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: UK/US
Warnings: em...dirty talk? o.O
Summary: America needs to be taught a lesson.
Alfred gasped as a finger ran down his naked body, he leaned forward into the table gripping the sides tightly. “D..Dude..why here…?” He clenched his eyes shut as the same finger circled his ass.
“Why not here, you seem to like it so much up here,” The voice responded curtly. “You look so beautiful leaning forward like that exposing your backside to me.”
“I..Iggy..” Alfred moaned as one of the British man’s finger tips traced the edge of his hole. “W..What if someone sees..?”
“Like you would care.”
“I wo-ohhh…” His back arched as soft butterfly kisses made a trail up and down his spine, his knuckles went white as he gripped the table tighter and he wound up spreading his legs a bit further apart. His cock was hanging between them, hard and dripping in pre-cum. “F..Fuck.”
“Oh my word, Alfred, just look at you. All in a hot mess before a meeting, look at this cock, it’s even dripping.” Arthur said in a scolding tone. He knelt down and just to mess with the younger country he started to stroke the hardened length. It twitched under his touch and he smirked. “So you do like it in public.”
It wasn’t a question. It was a statement. Alfred just blushed bright red as Arthur stood back up his finger dripping in precum. He watched as the finger got closer to his lips and then glanced back up at Iggy. “Dude- wha-“ His mouth was filled instantly with the two digits.
“Wet them good or it will hurt in a few seconds.” Arthur’s voice was soothing but still commanding. He stroked Alfred’s pale ass smiling as Alfred did his best to comply. “That’s a good lad.” He pulled the fingers out of the hot mouth and walked back behind Alfred spreading the ass cheeks with his other hand. He then inserted one finger and watched as Alfred collapsed against the wooden meeting table shaking. “Tighter than I thought.”
“F..First..tim..time..” Alfred said stammering trying to keep his cool. His glasses fell off his face and onto the table as he realized he wasn’t getting out of there until Arthur had his way with him. “J..Just go easy..ple-ohhhhh…”
“Don’t worry, I won’t break you hard.” Arthur replied kissing another trail starting from his lower back this time traveling up to his neck where he placed a few hot kisses there, his free hand let go of the ass cheeks and stroked the wild blonde hair. As he did this he started to thrust his finger in and out watching with pleasure as Alfred rode the finger out trying to get used to the foreign feeling.
Knowing he couldn’t let Alfred get away that easily he inserted the second finger and watched as Alfred fell apart under his gaze. The young man’s knees buckled from the pleasure and he choked on his next breath, he felt full. “That’s a good lad, take the fingers in. This will get you ready.”
“Re..Ready?” Alfred huffed and panted. “Fo..For what- Ohhhh…” He felt his muscles tense around the two objects in his ass. It felt different for two fingers to be in there, different but good. He gasped as the fingers started to do a scissor motion inside him, almost stretching him. Then he realized what Iggy meant for getting ready. Was Arthur finally going to do what he’d been telling Alfred for months?
Arthur could only smirk and lick his lips watching as the American’s skin flushed red with arousal. He noticed the muscles in Alfred’s ass slowly relaxed and he chuckled, “Are we realizing my plan, lad?” As he said this his fingers dove in quickly going all the way in except for just above the second knuckle.
Alfred’s back arched and he cried out, his eyes bugged out as the sensation threw him off balance. As the stars disappeared he looked over his shoulder with a pleading look, “God, don’t…don’t make me wait any longer dude…please..?”
Britain pulled his fingers out causing America to collapse underneath him, “Don’t relax yet, the fun has just started, Alfred.” As he said this he pulled the American by the hair with one hand by his shoulder with the other. Alfred’s face was flushed red and tears of lust were trickling down his cheeks. Arthur had never seen Alfred in such a state, he felt a tingling in his groin and could only smile as he stroked one of the pale flushed cheeks - he liked this Alfred.
Alfred slid to his knees and looked up at Arthur confused. The British man just unzipped his pants letting them fall to the ground and removed his boxers as well, the cool air made his penis twitch, it was already engorged and dripping with pre-cum. “Suck it, make it wet, otherwise it’ll hurt later.”
Alfred felt relieved he could do this, he leveled his head and dipped his chin grabbing the cock into his mouth. It was warm and filled him up, he bobbed his head using his tongue to run across the tip then up and down the length. He heard Arthur moan and felt a hand in his air pulling at it, so he was doing this right.
The other hand he found was working his jacket off, he felt it slide off his shoulders and puddle onto the ground. The said hand also started to undo his tie and unbutton the shirt but his mouth was too busy for his mind to care. The AC was on and it made his nipples stand erect as the cool air swirled around him. Everything felt enhanced when he was aroused. The breeze seemed to kiss the tip of his own penis causing a wave of pleasure to shoot through his body.
“Mmm, that’s right, good lad…” Arthur finally said pulling America away. He watched as a string of salivia mixed with the pre-cum fell gracefully back onto the pale chin dripping to the ground. “Up against the table facing me.”
“Like..literally?” Alfred asked finding it hard to stand up he was so aroused. He wavered unsteadily and was glad Arthur was there to hold him up.
“Yes, literally on the table. I want you to remember this next time you blurt out some god awful comment.” Arthur helped Alfred climb on the table then picked the long legs up and held them over his shoulders. “Alright are you ready?”
“…Yeh..?” Alfred clenched his eyes shut and let out a long choking gasp as Arthur pushed the head of his cock through his opening. His own cock quivered, pre-cum dripping from it, Arthur only grinned and grimaced at the same time as he pushed in a bit further. “Ohhhh ..fu..fuck….it’s tight…”
“Does …does it hurt though?” Arthur asked through clenched teeth, his own arousal was through the roof, America’s muscles were contracting around his cock making it hard not to cum right there.
“A bit..but…oohhh…I can get used to it..” Alfred shuddered bringing one of his hands to his mouth to keep him from screaming. “Go in further.”
He didn’t need any other help, he slid in all the way to the hilt. He watched as America’s blue eyes opened, the pupils dilated growing large, his mouth opened and no sound came out. His hips shook at the warm moist feeling around his cock and the view of America he had. He needed to get America like this more often.
“Are you alright?” He panted leaning forward trying not to collapse on Alfred.
“Yeh…”
“Ok, going to move…” Arthur pulled nearly all the way out before he plowed back in. Alfred withered underneath him moaning in pleasure. He did it again and again getting a steady rthym going, the American started to join him slowly rocking back and forth, his feet were twitching and the toes were curling up with each deep thrust.
“Ohh Iggy….dude…if you…if you keep doing that….oh god…” Alfred screamed loudly arching his back again. His hands gripped the sides of the table as Arthur sped up.
“That’s right, Alfred, scream. Let the nations hear America scream for more.” Arthur smirked leaning down while thrusting to lick and bite at one of the erect nipples. “Just…just look at you, in a mess underneath me…your cock has been leaking pre-cum for the last ten minutes, Alfred. It’s obvious you need this.”
The dirty talk did it’s job, Alfred’s head lolled to one side as he tried at first to contain his screams then he just let them out so loud they echoed off the walls.
“Fuck…I’m close..” He panted, his eyes flew open as Arthur’s free hand grabbed his engorged cock and started to pump it fast. “Oh..Ohhhh…fu..fuck..”
“Come on Alfred, cum for me, scream my name, let them know who you belong to.” Arthur’s voice had gone down to a sexy tone that was smooth and with the British accent sweeped away any coherent thoughts Alfred had.
“Fuck….ohhhhh Arthur….ohhhh….ENGLAND…” He screamed, his voice echoing again. “I’m …I’m….FUCK.” His hips thrusted one more time and he heard Arthur curse as well, he sat up and placed his lips against Arthur’s. The sensation got even worse when he was up right, his muscles pushing down at the right spots. Then he felt something warm invade down between his legs on the outside and the inside when he realized the outside was his own cum and the inside was Arthurs.
As soon as the orgasm hit his grip around Arthur’s neck weakened and he slipped back hard against the table. He felt his head hit but he didn’t care right now, his breathing was coming out ragged and his vision was blurred - but he was happy. “Iggy…that was amazing…oh..god..”
Arthur pulled out falling onto Alfred’s chest laughing as he tried to get his breath back, “Did you think I’d be horrible company?”
“Never..just..wow..”
“I hope you’ve learned your lesson.” Arthur said after they’d both got their feet back.
“Yeh, I need to cause more trouble during the meetings.”
“You bloody idiot that wasn’t the point of - I give up. You are hopeless.” He blushed and hit America upside the head before taking his seat.
Author: Robin Gurl
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: UK/US
Warnings: em...dirty talk? o.O
Summary: America needs to be taught a lesson.
Alfred gasped as a finger ran down his naked body, he leaned forward into the table gripping the sides tightly. “D..Dude..why here…?” He clenched his eyes shut as the same finger circled his ass.
“Why not here, you seem to like it so much up here,” The voice responded curtly. “You look so beautiful leaning forward like that exposing your backside to me.”
“I..Iggy..” Alfred moaned as one of the British man’s finger tips traced the edge of his hole. “W..What if someone sees..?”
“Like you would care.”
“I wo-ohhh…” His back arched as soft butterfly kisses made a trail up and down his spine, his knuckles went white as he gripped the table tighter and he wound up spreading his legs a bit further apart. His cock was hanging between them, hard and dripping in pre-cum. “F..Fuck.”
“Oh my word, Alfred, just look at you. All in a hot mess before a meeting, look at this cock, it’s even dripping.” Arthur said in a scolding tone. He knelt down and just to mess with the younger country he started to stroke the hardened length. It twitched under his touch and he smirked. “So you do like it in public.”
It wasn’t a question. It was a statement. Alfred just blushed bright red as Arthur stood back up his finger dripping in precum. He watched as the finger got closer to his lips and then glanced back up at Iggy. “Dude- wha-“ His mouth was filled instantly with the two digits.
“Wet them good or it will hurt in a few seconds.” Arthur’s voice was soothing but still commanding. He stroked Alfred’s pale ass smiling as Alfred did his best to comply. “That’s a good lad.” He pulled the fingers out of the hot mouth and walked back behind Alfred spreading the ass cheeks with his other hand. He then inserted one finger and watched as Alfred collapsed against the wooden meeting table shaking. “Tighter than I thought.”
“F..First..tim..time..” Alfred said stammering trying to keep his cool. His glasses fell off his face and onto the table as he realized he wasn’t getting out of there until Arthur had his way with him. “J..Just go easy..ple-ohhhhh…”
“Don’t worry, I won’t break you hard.” Arthur replied kissing another trail starting from his lower back this time traveling up to his neck where he placed a few hot kisses there, his free hand let go of the ass cheeks and stroked the wild blonde hair. As he did this he started to thrust his finger in and out watching with pleasure as Alfred rode the finger out trying to get used to the foreign feeling.
Knowing he couldn’t let Alfred get away that easily he inserted the second finger and watched as Alfred fell apart under his gaze. The young man’s knees buckled from the pleasure and he choked on his next breath, he felt full. “That’s a good lad, take the fingers in. This will get you ready.”
“Re..Ready?” Alfred huffed and panted. “Fo..For what- Ohhhh…” He felt his muscles tense around the two objects in his ass. It felt different for two fingers to be in there, different but good. He gasped as the fingers started to do a scissor motion inside him, almost stretching him. Then he realized what Iggy meant for getting ready. Was Arthur finally going to do what he’d been telling Alfred for months?
Arthur could only smirk and lick his lips watching as the American’s skin flushed red with arousal. He noticed the muscles in Alfred’s ass slowly relaxed and he chuckled, “Are we realizing my plan, lad?” As he said this his fingers dove in quickly going all the way in except for just above the second knuckle.
Alfred’s back arched and he cried out, his eyes bugged out as the sensation threw him off balance. As the stars disappeared he looked over his shoulder with a pleading look, “God, don’t…don’t make me wait any longer dude…please..?”
Britain pulled his fingers out causing America to collapse underneath him, “Don’t relax yet, the fun has just started, Alfred.” As he said this he pulled the American by the hair with one hand by his shoulder with the other. Alfred’s face was flushed red and tears of lust were trickling down his cheeks. Arthur had never seen Alfred in such a state, he felt a tingling in his groin and could only smile as he stroked one of the pale flushed cheeks - he liked this Alfred.
Alfred slid to his knees and looked up at Arthur confused. The British man just unzipped his pants letting them fall to the ground and removed his boxers as well, the cool air made his penis twitch, it was already engorged and dripping with pre-cum. “Suck it, make it wet, otherwise it’ll hurt later.”
Alfred felt relieved he could do this, he leveled his head and dipped his chin grabbing the cock into his mouth. It was warm and filled him up, he bobbed his head using his tongue to run across the tip then up and down the length. He heard Arthur moan and felt a hand in his air pulling at it, so he was doing this right.
The other hand he found was working his jacket off, he felt it slide off his shoulders and puddle onto the ground. The said hand also started to undo his tie and unbutton the shirt but his mouth was too busy for his mind to care. The AC was on and it made his nipples stand erect as the cool air swirled around him. Everything felt enhanced when he was aroused. The breeze seemed to kiss the tip of his own penis causing a wave of pleasure to shoot through his body.
“Mmm, that’s right, good lad…” Arthur finally said pulling America away. He watched as a string of salivia mixed with the pre-cum fell gracefully back onto the pale chin dripping to the ground. “Up against the table facing me.”
“Like..literally?” Alfred asked finding it hard to stand up he was so aroused. He wavered unsteadily and was glad Arthur was there to hold him up.
“Yes, literally on the table. I want you to remember this next time you blurt out some god awful comment.” Arthur helped Alfred climb on the table then picked the long legs up and held them over his shoulders. “Alright are you ready?”
“…Yeh..?” Alfred clenched his eyes shut and let out a long choking gasp as Arthur pushed the head of his cock through his opening. His own cock quivered, pre-cum dripping from it, Arthur only grinned and grimaced at the same time as he pushed in a bit further. “Ohhhh ..fu..fuck….it’s tight…”
“Does …does it hurt though?” Arthur asked through clenched teeth, his own arousal was through the roof, America’s muscles were contracting around his cock making it hard not to cum right there.
“A bit..but…oohhh…I can get used to it..” Alfred shuddered bringing one of his hands to his mouth to keep him from screaming. “Go in further.”
He didn’t need any other help, he slid in all the way to the hilt. He watched as America’s blue eyes opened, the pupils dilated growing large, his mouth opened and no sound came out. His hips shook at the warm moist feeling around his cock and the view of America he had. He needed to get America like this more often.
“Are you alright?” He panted leaning forward trying not to collapse on Alfred.
“Yeh…”
“Ok, going to move…” Arthur pulled nearly all the way out before he plowed back in. Alfred withered underneath him moaning in pleasure. He did it again and again getting a steady rthym going, the American started to join him slowly rocking back and forth, his feet were twitching and the toes were curling up with each deep thrust.
“Ohh Iggy….dude…if you…if you keep doing that….oh god…” Alfred screamed loudly arching his back again. His hands gripped the sides of the table as Arthur sped up.
“That’s right, Alfred, scream. Let the nations hear America scream for more.” Arthur smirked leaning down while thrusting to lick and bite at one of the erect nipples. “Just…just look at you, in a mess underneath me…your cock has been leaking pre-cum for the last ten minutes, Alfred. It’s obvious you need this.”
The dirty talk did it’s job, Alfred’s head lolled to one side as he tried at first to contain his screams then he just let them out so loud they echoed off the walls.
“Fuck…I’m close..” He panted, his eyes flew open as Arthur’s free hand grabbed his engorged cock and started to pump it fast. “Oh..Ohhhh…fu..fuck..”
“Come on Alfred, cum for me, scream my name, let them know who you belong to.” Arthur’s voice had gone down to a sexy tone that was smooth and with the British accent sweeped away any coherent thoughts Alfred had.
“Fuck….ohhhhh Arthur….ohhhh….ENGLAND…” He screamed, his voice echoing again. “I’m …I’m….FUCK.” His hips thrusted one more time and he heard Arthur curse as well, he sat up and placed his lips against Arthur’s. The sensation got even worse when he was up right, his muscles pushing down at the right spots. Then he felt something warm invade down between his legs on the outside and the inside when he realized the outside was his own cum and the inside was Arthurs.
As soon as the orgasm hit his grip around Arthur’s neck weakened and he slipped back hard against the table. He felt his head hit but he didn’t care right now, his breathing was coming out ragged and his vision was blurred - but he was happy. “Iggy…that was amazing…oh..god..”
Arthur pulled out falling onto Alfred’s chest laughing as he tried to get his breath back, “Did you think I’d be horrible company?”
“Never..just..wow..”
“I hope you’ve learned your lesson.” Arthur said after they’d both got their feet back.
“Yeh, I need to cause more trouble during the meetings.”
“You bloody idiot that wasn’t the point of - I give up. You are hopeless.” He blushed and hit America upside the head before taking his seat.