part 263 lost children sold to the circus

[aphanon_meme]

Happy Sunday/Monday! I've been working on procrastinated work all day, and then reading a Dear America book - well, Royal Diaries, but they're both from Scholastic sooo whatever! How was your weekend? The weather here is a bit warmer kind of sort of, but it snowed today... I think the weather is cursed.

View flat!Enjoy part 263

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Now that I know I'm not gonna pagetop...

[dam_stijl]

[in an effort to avoid the same fate as ice...]

[here he is]

[suited up and reluctantly at your service]

I do not understand your strange language

[le_coq_gaulois]

[oomph, that gave a nice sharp ache in his hip that sets him groaning, teeth on a collar bone now that slips into a kiss there.]

[He'd grind back if gravity wasn't working against him, so instead he hooks a leg around Ned's waist to get his point across...helps with the friction a bit too.]

Awww poor, poor Frankrijk

[dam_stijl]

[he doesn't moan back, but all of his breath leaves him in a rush]

[and at that, he pulls back just to lean in and kiss france again while shoving his hand between them to grasp france's arousal - who needs foreplay]

/crais

[le_coq_gaulois]

[Well shit. He'll just be gripping a broad manry shoulder with one hand and holding onto that tie with another to moan into that kiss, bucking his hips into your hand. This is why he likes you.]

B)

[dam_stijl]

[mumbles something that's lost over france's moan - he tears his mouth away for just a moment - ] Nails. [ - before going right back, with feeling]

stop that

[le_coq_gaulois]

[Gasps for breath, quick to do as he's told and pulling nails across his chest.]

With pleasure

Oké 8)

[dam_stijl]

[that certainly pulls a moan from him]

[he keeps kissing, but removes his hand to grope around on the table. he should've thought to open the damn bottole first]

YOU AND YOUR. YOUR. LANGUAGES. /shakes hairbrush

[le_coq_gaulois]

[Yeah, that was a little short sighted of you, because he wants it so damn bad right now, gdi.]

[He's trying his best to grind, writhing for some friction, those nails leading tracks down over ribs and toned belly. Help him out hereee.]

...apparently I can't English. Bottole has to be some Freudian slip.

[dam_stijl]

Hold on.

[growls and sits up enough to just snatch the damn thing and dump some on his fingers. and france's stomach]

Sorry.

[presses one in. hope you were ready for that, france]

Bottole sounds like a type of alcohol brand.

[le_coq_gaulois]

[Makes a noise somewhere between annoyed and impatient, giving a look that says "I don't give a shit' when it's all over his stomach. More sloppiness between them and he likes that.]

It's fine, really, jus-!

[OH. Well, he'll hiss at that and dig nails a bit too harshly into his side, trying to ease his hips back down since reflexes sorta kicked in.]

And here I was giggling at the resemblence to "butthole".

[dam_stijl]

[pauses. okay, his impatience got the better of him]

[keeps his hand where it is, but leans forward to place a series of nips along france's ribcage while he waits for him to relax]

...this is why we're friends.

[le_coq_gaulois]

[He noticed.]

Mmm... [...but that's much better, giving a little gasp as he just hunches his shoulders a bit, bites his lip, and finally lets out a long, deep breath to ease back down. Much better.]

Booze and buttholes, aww yeah.

[dam_stijl]

[he baaarely moves his hand while upgrading to full on bites, interrupted with the occasional nip or lick]

Ya good now?

Re: Now that I know I'm not gonna pagetop...

[dam_stijl]

Give me a piggy back ride! While grilling me a steak!

[dam_stijl]

Right.

[turns around]

Well. Hop on.

[he has no idea where a grill could be, but hey]

[dam_stijl]

/HOPS ON

Wheeeeeeeee~