Good afternoon! Or evening, or night, or morning. Or twilight. Do you have any quotes that make you feel better no matter what? One of my favorites is I AM THE LIZARD QUEEEEN from the Simpsons. I don't know why, but those five words always put me in a much better mood! Actually most Simpsons quotes do, really. Sometimes I imagine America like
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[oh shit - why's he so horny - ]
[goddamnit, grab France]
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[GRABBED. Oho. Grabs back by the collar then, face an inch away from his.] Though, if our infrequent meetings are like this, I suppose I cannot fault you~
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Get your mitts offa my neck.
And shut your damn trap.
[though in the meantime - ]
Fuck. [grabs France by the ass, hard]
[pulls them together]
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Oh. [Shoulders jump, settling easily with that sudden, fleeting heat of friction between them, making him curl his hands in the front of his shirt instead.] I see you're doing well.
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I don't know about this right.
[oh damn, that heat, though]
[grabs both of your hands]
[and slams them against the wall]
[meme, you're convenient]
I'll do the touching.
[yeah, he's doing well, thanks]
[it's quite obvious]
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I take it you're doing well then.
[Francis leans forward to nip at his lip, trying to draw him forward into a kiss.]
Though if you think you'll be doing that, I will have to beg to differ.
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[he likes seeing you twist, squirm - ]
[those nails and thighs, though - ]
Yeah, I'm doin' great.
[brusing kiss, and a grind down]
[grunts; doesn't respond]
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Glad to hear it. [He breathily stumbles through those words as he pushes back, wanting his hands back to be more nimble with the way he tried to increase that friction, wanting more to enjoy himself as he moves his hips to try and meet with his.]
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[and he can't help but buck when France finally loses his cool]
Hmph. [nope, Ned'll just jam your arms against the wall again. and now he's gonna press the two of them close together, chest-to-chest, hip-to-hip - and then he'll bite your lower lip so hard it draws blood. take that, fucker]
[except now his lips are parted, breathing ragged]
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[Grunts then, struggling weakly, putting on a show of protest instead of true strength. He gasps for breath just as pain blossoms in his lip, quick to taste it, pulling Ned into a kiss, tasting the copper between them, sharing the taste.]
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[the struggling only makes him press them closer to one another. if france's shoulderblades make a sound against the wall, well, he'll ignore it unless France gets whiney enough]
[oh. mumbles again, even as his teeth clack against France's - Y'like that, huh?]
[and then he suddenly rams France into the wall with everything he has]
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That's quite enou-ah--! [He can only moan in reply to his question, parting his lips in a shuddering breath, warm and moist against the other's mouth. So distracted by catching his own breath, he finds himself hissing through bared teeth when shoved so cruelly back, the anticipation, the force, the dominance, making him eager to push right back despite his compromised position.]
Bastard [It doesn't stop him from narrowing his gaze upon him though, daring him to try that again, or worse.]
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[he'd reply to france, but, really. there are more important things, and that moan is enough to encourage]
[he'll huff in amusement instead, push his hips in to feel them, the two of them - yeah - shift, just so their proximity will highlight the differences between them - ]
Fuck. ["bastard", in that tongue - ugh]
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Something funny? [He huffed, frustrated, irritated that he couldn't free himself of clothes and of this undesirable, yet so sweetly constraining spot against the wall. Oh, what revenge he'd have on him later...but for now, Francis finally, with a groan, loll his head back and relax in the other nation's hold, panting shallowly against him.]
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Yeah [gasps] Your face.
[that's much better. he moans and makes it a point to bite france's jaw, ignoring the way his own chest is heaving - pulls his own hips back even while keeping their upper bodies joined cocktease]
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