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“I’m pregnant. I’m gonna have another state.” America stated tersely, but strung tightly in coils around what he’d forced himself to say to the country seated across from him. He’d already removed himself from his coat sleeves before Russia could have time to absorb this fact, or laugh and dare him to prove it.
-Though Alfred was definitely one to put on a showy display, now was absolutely not the time. As gently as Ivan folded his beloved coat, Alfred draped his with equally even precision over his chair ( ... )
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“I...huu~whhAT!? How dare y-you-YOU WEIRD FUCK!! -THAT’S DISGUSTING!” he shouted, now red faced and mad, trying to break from Ivan’s now increasingly annoying clinging and his smug simpering grin. The other country himself just beamed with all the blissful happiness he could expose, wrapping his constrictor’s hug around Alfred’s waist.
Russia only responded with another laugh, again running his fingers over the bulge with an amazed hand he’d unraveled from around America’s hips. “Is mama feeding you rubbish little one?” he hushed, so unusually soft that an intemperate and thrilled little thud rapt in Alfred’s chest. Despite ignoring his ticking heart, the chain reaction was set and something inside responded for him, fluttering against Ivan’s palm.
“I -gitoff asshole- I eat better than MOST nations I know!” America impassionedly declared, jutting a thumb into his chest, not caring who ( ... )
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Both countries stiffened as one great kick from the little state woke the two from their game. Reminding them who they were and what was happening.
-Perhaps what could have been, had it not been for who they were.
America wanted so badly to cry then and there, but only allowed his vision to jelly with a tiny amount of moisture before blinking it away. Smiling and sighing shakily through his nose, that particular glow warmed him without resistance. Pressing his hand dangerously near to Ivan’s, he expertly caught more echoing movements with a soothing rub. Three times did his index finger nudged the other man’s ( ... )
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and these are sweeter than honey, i a satisfied for life now
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As you can see I used this paragraph twice by accident:
Does not belong up there!
Russia only responded with another laugh, again running his fingers over the bulge with an amazed hand he’d unraveled from around America’s hips. “Is mama feeding you rubbish little one?” he hushed, so unusually soft that an intemperate and thrilled little thud rapt in Alfred’s chest. Despite ignoring his ticking heart, the chain reaction was set and something inside responded for him, fluttering against Ivan’s palm.
Just letting anyone reading know it doesn't belong where it is until the next page.
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