NC-17 World Meeting UK/US mention of GerIta
Title: World Meeting
Author: Robin Gurl
Pairing(s): UK/US, GerIta mentioned at the end
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: dirty talk, pervy!Iggy
Notes: This was written for a friend and I sorta like it O.o haha. Comment if you read? :3
Disclaimer: I don't own anybody. xD
The carpet felt soft on his knees as he padded underneath the table. He couldn’t believe Arthur wanted him to do this here. He cheeks blushed a bright red as his shoulder knocked one of the legs. He held his breath waiting, making sure no one had heard it.
As usual the meeting continued on and he let out a huge sigh and continued on to where Arthur’s seat was. He gently touched Iggy’s leg letting him know he was down there before he reached up and quietly unbuckled the belt and unzipped his pants. He heard Arthur let out a breathless sigh as the cool air swirled into the dark opening.
America smirked and wondered just how undone he could get the usually calm and collected British Empire. He licked his lips and reached forward with one hand pulling out the already hardened cock. He reached up on his knees careful to not hit his head on the table and innocently licked the tip, flicking his tongue on it quickly smiling as Arthur’s thighs shook and a shiver ran through his spine.
“Angleterre, are you alright?” France’s voice asked in a worried tone.
“I’m fine, Frog.” He heard Arthur respond. “It’s just a bit chilly in here is all.”
He waited until the shaking had subsided then leaned forward again this time he ran his fingers up and down the length then licked a circle around the tip. He smiled as precum started to drip down. He leaned forward a bit more and caught the clear liquid on his tongue swallowing each drop. “Mmm..” He whispered into the warm member licking and suckling some more.
His voice vibrated and caused Arthur’s hips to shake again. Then a piece of paper fell off the desk and he looked over to see a hastedly scribbled note.
“You slut. I knew you were needing this but I didn’t realize you were this hungry.” After reading it he felt his own arousal grow and found himself licking his lips to taste the after taste of the precum, he wanted more.
He slowly pulled the paper to him then went back to licking and sucking. Unable to wait any longer he took the entire cock into his mouth and sucked as softly as he could but making sure Arthur was getting pleasure out of it. Which judging by the noises he was making, he was doing this right.
“Angleterre, seriously are you alright? You look ‘orrible.” France exclaimed reaching over to feel for a fever. “You’re burning up.”
“I’m alright, Francis, really. Stop worrying so --..ohh so much..” That last lick had made the lights flash through his eyes. Why had he agreed to this in the first place? He knew how good Alfred was at giving blow jobs, they were about the only thing that could make him come undone and leave him in a tangled mess afterwards.
He needed to go to the restroom, now. He reached underneath the table and pushed Alfred’s face away and redressed himself before turning to Francis, “I’m going to go to the loo, if I’m late take notes for me, alright?”
“Arthur Kirkland I don’t believe you.” France hissed with a wide eyed grin. He’d just caught sight of Alfred crawling out from underneath the table. He stood up and patted Britain on the back, “Go on, I’ll be here just make sure you are still coherent afterwards - the both of you.”
Britain paled at hearing that but hurried out of the room. He’d never been so embarrassed in his life. He saw Alfred in the hallway looking quite aroused himself, “What do you have to say for yourself?”
“What? Dude, I told you I was hungry and you said it was ok…” America trailed off as Britain grabbed his wrist and yanked him down the hallway into closest restroom. “Dude?”
Once in the restroom America was pushed up against the tile wall and got a very hard passionate kiss return. He laughed to himself silently, he’d turned Britain on. He let out his own moan though as the British man had already unbuttoned his shirt and was licking one of his nipples. “D..Do you want me ..ohhh to finish?”
“No. I’ll finish us both off. Into one of the stalls, lad, we haven’t a lot of time.” Arthur said following the younger country into the handicap stall.
“But…aw man, I wanna lick…”
“You will, you’ll have to before I can enter you, we haven’t any lube this time.” He reached out and grabbed the American by the shoulders and pushed him down to his knees. “Make sure I’m wet, I don’t want to injure you and we be unable to shag for a few months.”
America felt his own cock drip in anticipation of getting penetrated in public. He was going to have to keep his noises quiet. He pulled away watching as his saliva oozed off the hard cock then stood up and unbuttoned his pants letting them fall, his boxers following.
He then leaned against the wall and spread his legs. He felt a cool hand run up and down his ass before another hand joined him and spread his cheeks apart. He heard a noise of appreciation as a finger traced the edge of his hole. “Such a good lad, let’s get you ready first.” One finger went in parting the wet red flesh causing America to let out a choking gasp, his knees almost buckled. No matter how many times they did this, it still caused him to nearly faint with the first one. It went in further all the way to the third knuckle.
“Ungh….ohhh please…add another finger…” America moaned trying to keep his voice down. “Please..please Iggy.”
“Needy today aren’t we? Even though we still shagged three times before we came to the meeting?” He leaned forward slowly inserting a second finger whispering as he did, “But then that’s to be expected from a dirty lad who only wonders when his next meal is and when his next orgasm is coming, isn’t that right?”
“Y..Yeh..” Alfred responded arching his back as the second finger went all the way in. “D..Dude..it feels so ..so fucking good..”
“Watch your language, Alfred.” Arthur chastised and thrusted the two fingers doing a scissoring motion to stretch the hole a bit even though it should have been well worked since they’d done it almost three hours prior. Hearing Alfred’s moans caused Arthur’s own arousal to sky rocket through the roof and it was all he could do not to go in without preparation.
Alfred was just getting used to the second finger when he felt another one push in through his hole. Before where it was a comfortable full feeling, it was now a bit tighter than what he was used to, but oh man it felt so good to be stretched to his limits.
“I think you’re ready, spread ‘em wide lad and hang on.” Alfred obeyed and let out a whimper as the fingers were removed. He then felt something big and round push at his entrance. Finally, it was time. “Here we go..ohhh…bloody -gasp- hell America.” Arthur pushed in only half way and was already close to orgasming but he wanted America to feel full.
The American’s knees shook and almost buckled under the pleasure. He opened his mouth to cry out but no sound, he choked on his next breath as more of the hard cock slid into his ass. He finally whispered a hoarse “yeh…” as Iggy worked his way all the way in.
Arthur grunted and pulled out slightly then pushed back in repeating this motion until he got into a steady rthymn. The half started blow job and the tightness of America was making it harder to keep going for as long as he usually could. Typically he didn’t want to give America the orgasm so quickly and preferred to drag it out as long as possible and make sure that Alfred was thoroughly in every means shagged. He loved to hear that Alfred was sore afterwards because that meant he’d done it correctly.
“I’m getting close, Alfred, are you?”
Alfred nodded trying to keep Texas on his nose and not let them fall off but it was getting to be too hard. “Dude…just…ohhh do it…”
“Say please.” Arthur said giving himself one last tease as his thrusts got harder. His hands gripped Alfred’s ass getting a good grip.
“Please…please cum inside me…”
Those words in that American accent drove him up the wall and his last reserves were gone. He plowed a bit harder into America than originally planned but his body was moving of it’s own accord now.
America’s screams were no longer held in as the pleasure grew to be too great. His skin was sweaty and feverish from his arousal, a steady stream of precum was oozing out of his cock and onto the ground sometimes hitting the wall or his thigh when they thrusted too hard. “Du..Dude..oh..my…god……ohhhhh….f..fuck…”
“Bloody…bloody ohhhhhh helll….I love you….” Arthur cried before he orgasmed deep inside the American. He felt America shudder underneath him letting out panting gasps his body tensing as he orgasmed as well. He fell to the ground unable to hold himself up any longer. “Alfred lad, are you alright?”
Alfred nodded trying to get his breath back. “Dude..that was amazing..” He stood back up on wobbily legs and kissed Arthur in return. “You kept up pretty well for an old man..”
“Oh shut it. Get dressed and collect your senses, we still have a meeting to go to.” Arthur said curtly but returned the kiss with his own sweet one.
After they were dressed they exited the restrooms and started to walk down the hallway. They both heard Italy’s voice, “Ve~ but Germany you just looked so tense…so I was trying to relax you..”
“Italy that is not the way to relax someone. That is act is to be specifically confined to a bed.” Germany’s frustrated voice said. “Now let’s go to the restroom and finish.”
“But you said -“
“Nein, I don’t care what I said get into the restroom now.”
“Si~”
Arthur and Alfred snickered together going back into the meeting area.
Author: Robin Gurl
Pairing(s): UK/US, GerIta mentioned at the end
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: dirty talk, pervy!Iggy
Notes: This was written for a friend and I sorta like it O.o haha. Comment if you read? :3
Disclaimer: I don't own anybody. xD
The carpet felt soft on his knees as he padded underneath the table. He couldn’t believe Arthur wanted him to do this here. He cheeks blushed a bright red as his shoulder knocked one of the legs. He held his breath waiting, making sure no one had heard it.
As usual the meeting continued on and he let out a huge sigh and continued on to where Arthur’s seat was. He gently touched Iggy’s leg letting him know he was down there before he reached up and quietly unbuckled the belt and unzipped his pants. He heard Arthur let out a breathless sigh as the cool air swirled into the dark opening.
America smirked and wondered just how undone he could get the usually calm and collected British Empire. He licked his lips and reached forward with one hand pulling out the already hardened cock. He reached up on his knees careful to not hit his head on the table and innocently licked the tip, flicking his tongue on it quickly smiling as Arthur’s thighs shook and a shiver ran through his spine.
“Angleterre, are you alright?” France’s voice asked in a worried tone.
“I’m fine, Frog.” He heard Arthur respond. “It’s just a bit chilly in here is all.”
He waited until the shaking had subsided then leaned forward again this time he ran his fingers up and down the length then licked a circle around the tip. He smiled as precum started to drip down. He leaned forward a bit more and caught the clear liquid on his tongue swallowing each drop. “Mmm..” He whispered into the warm member licking and suckling some more.
His voice vibrated and caused Arthur’s hips to shake again. Then a piece of paper fell off the desk and he looked over to see a hastedly scribbled note.
“You slut. I knew you were needing this but I didn’t realize you were this hungry.” After reading it he felt his own arousal grow and found himself licking his lips to taste the after taste of the precum, he wanted more.
He slowly pulled the paper to him then went back to licking and sucking. Unable to wait any longer he took the entire cock into his mouth and sucked as softly as he could but making sure Arthur was getting pleasure out of it. Which judging by the noises he was making, he was doing this right.
“Angleterre, seriously are you alright? You look ‘orrible.” France exclaimed reaching over to feel for a fever. “You’re burning up.”
“I’m alright, Francis, really. Stop worrying so --..ohh so much..” That last lick had made the lights flash through his eyes. Why had he agreed to this in the first place? He knew how good Alfred was at giving blow jobs, they were about the only thing that could make him come undone and leave him in a tangled mess afterwards.
He needed to go to the restroom, now. He reached underneath the table and pushed Alfred’s face away and redressed himself before turning to Francis, “I’m going to go to the loo, if I’m late take notes for me, alright?”
“Arthur Kirkland I don’t believe you.” France hissed with a wide eyed grin. He’d just caught sight of Alfred crawling out from underneath the table. He stood up and patted Britain on the back, “Go on, I’ll be here just make sure you are still coherent afterwards - the both of you.”
Britain paled at hearing that but hurried out of the room. He’d never been so embarrassed in his life. He saw Alfred in the hallway looking quite aroused himself, “What do you have to say for yourself?”
“What? Dude, I told you I was hungry and you said it was ok…” America trailed off as Britain grabbed his wrist and yanked him down the hallway into closest restroom. “Dude?”
Once in the restroom America was pushed up against the tile wall and got a very hard passionate kiss return. He laughed to himself silently, he’d turned Britain on. He let out his own moan though as the British man had already unbuttoned his shirt and was licking one of his nipples. “D..Do you want me ..ohhh to finish?”
“No. I’ll finish us both off. Into one of the stalls, lad, we haven’t a lot of time.” Arthur said following the younger country into the handicap stall.
“But…aw man, I wanna lick…”
“You will, you’ll have to before I can enter you, we haven’t any lube this time.” He reached out and grabbed the American by the shoulders and pushed him down to his knees. “Make sure I’m wet, I don’t want to injure you and we be unable to shag for a few months.”
America felt his own cock drip in anticipation of getting penetrated in public. He was going to have to keep his noises quiet. He pulled away watching as his saliva oozed off the hard cock then stood up and unbuttoned his pants letting them fall, his boxers following.
He then leaned against the wall and spread his legs. He felt a cool hand run up and down his ass before another hand joined him and spread his cheeks apart. He heard a noise of appreciation as a finger traced the edge of his hole. “Such a good lad, let’s get you ready first.” One finger went in parting the wet red flesh causing America to let out a choking gasp, his knees almost buckled. No matter how many times they did this, it still caused him to nearly faint with the first one. It went in further all the way to the third knuckle.
“Ungh….ohhh please…add another finger…” America moaned trying to keep his voice down. “Please..please Iggy.”
“Needy today aren’t we? Even though we still shagged three times before we came to the meeting?” He leaned forward slowly inserting a second finger whispering as he did, “But then that’s to be expected from a dirty lad who only wonders when his next meal is and when his next orgasm is coming, isn’t that right?”
“Y..Yeh..” Alfred responded arching his back as the second finger went all the way in. “D..Dude..it feels so ..so fucking good..”
“Watch your language, Alfred.” Arthur chastised and thrusted the two fingers doing a scissoring motion to stretch the hole a bit even though it should have been well worked since they’d done it almost three hours prior. Hearing Alfred’s moans caused Arthur’s own arousal to sky rocket through the roof and it was all he could do not to go in without preparation.
Alfred was just getting used to the second finger when he felt another one push in through his hole. Before where it was a comfortable full feeling, it was now a bit tighter than what he was used to, but oh man it felt so good to be stretched to his limits.
“I think you’re ready, spread ‘em wide lad and hang on.” Alfred obeyed and let out a whimper as the fingers were removed. He then felt something big and round push at his entrance. Finally, it was time. “Here we go..ohhh…bloody -gasp- hell America.” Arthur pushed in only half way and was already close to orgasming but he wanted America to feel full.
The American’s knees shook and almost buckled under the pleasure. He opened his mouth to cry out but no sound, he choked on his next breath as more of the hard cock slid into his ass. He finally whispered a hoarse “yeh…” as Iggy worked his way all the way in.
Arthur grunted and pulled out slightly then pushed back in repeating this motion until he got into a steady rthymn. The half started blow job and the tightness of America was making it harder to keep going for as long as he usually could. Typically he didn’t want to give America the orgasm so quickly and preferred to drag it out as long as possible and make sure that Alfred was thoroughly in every means shagged. He loved to hear that Alfred was sore afterwards because that meant he’d done it correctly.
“I’m getting close, Alfred, are you?”
Alfred nodded trying to keep Texas on his nose and not let them fall off but it was getting to be too hard. “Dude…just…ohhh do it…”
“Say please.” Arthur said giving himself one last tease as his thrusts got harder. His hands gripped Alfred’s ass getting a good grip.
“Please…please cum inside me…”
Those words in that American accent drove him up the wall and his last reserves were gone. He plowed a bit harder into America than originally planned but his body was moving of it’s own accord now.
America’s screams were no longer held in as the pleasure grew to be too great. His skin was sweaty and feverish from his arousal, a steady stream of precum was oozing out of his cock and onto the ground sometimes hitting the wall or his thigh when they thrusted too hard. “Du..Dude..oh..my…god……ohhhhh….f..fuck…”
“Bloody…bloody ohhhhhh helll….I love you….” Arthur cried before he orgasmed deep inside the American. He felt America shudder underneath him letting out panting gasps his body tensing as he orgasmed as well. He fell to the ground unable to hold himself up any longer. “Alfred lad, are you alright?”
Alfred nodded trying to get his breath back. “Dude..that was amazing..” He stood back up on wobbily legs and kissed Arthur in return. “You kept up pretty well for an old man..”
“Oh shut it. Get dressed and collect your senses, we still have a meeting to go to.” Arthur said curtly but returned the kiss with his own sweet one.
After they were dressed they exited the restrooms and started to walk down the hallway. They both heard Italy’s voice, “Ve~ but Germany you just looked so tense…so I was trying to relax you..”
“Italy that is not the way to relax someone. That is act is to be specifically confined to a bed.” Germany’s frustrated voice said. “Now let’s go to the restroom and finish.”
“But you said -“
“Nein, I don’t care what I said get into the restroom now.”
“Si~”
Arthur and Alfred snickered together going back into the meeting area.