Part 2.2

[aphanon_dr]

W-whoops, sorry about that. Enjoy the second part of the.... second part! :D

Won't be around as often, so feel free to do your own comment spamming to spread out the heavy threads over several pages.

Comments

from: http://aphanon-meme.livejournal.com/30542.html?thread=289525838#t289525838

[attaturk]

[stands back to let Greece get to his feet on his own]

[his arm wavers halfway out... just in case you need to steady yourself]

[greciangod]

[slowly... very slowly... gets to his feet]

I believe the press already knows of my feelings toward you...

[eyes start darting around, taking in the situation as if he hadn't realized before what exactly he's getting himself in to]

[attaturk]

Exactly.

[peers closely at your face and lets a cocky grin slip across his face]

You finally ready, then~?

[greciangod]

[clenches his jaw and carefully steps up to you, right in your cocky face]

...

...

...ready.

[attaturk]

[takes a few slow steps back]

Then let's go!!

[crouches in the ready position and gives you a "Come on!" nod]

[greciangod]

[doesn't exactly know how to "go", but approaches nonetheless, ready and alert for any signs of an offensive from you]

[attaturk]

[bounces up and down a bit in impatience]

[starts 'tsk'ing at you, trying to egg you on]

[greciangod]

[pauses a moment, and starts moving towards the left, slowly circling you]

[taking his time, since he's got nothing to do for the rest of the day...]

[attaturk]

[follows your movements and weighs his options... if he lets you circle too far, he'll be at a weaker position]

...

[pounds a fist on his thigh decisively and lunges to take you down]

[greciangod]

[quickly glides to the side, using his motion from circling to propel him without losing his balance]

Gotcha.

[twists grabs you as you pass and goes to pin]

[attaturk]

[wriggles his shoulders, to make it as hard as possible for you to keep a good hold and tries to twist the other way to break free]

[greciangod]

[so slippery...]

Stop that...!!

[feels his feet loose traction and quickly clings around your chest to keep from falling!]

[attaturk]

Oi! The hell are you--?!

[loses his own footing when you suddenly cling to him]

[throws his arms out and stumbles forward a few steps...!]

[greciangod]

Stop moving!

[tries to hold on, but the more you move, the lower his arms slip until he's grabbing onto your pants]

[attaturk]

...!!

[swallows a retort when he feels you grab his pants]

[grunts trying to regain his footing on the slippery ground and crosses up his arms grabbing your hands]

[greciangod]

[now that he's got your hands stabilizing him, pulls harder to haul himself up]