Just because I've never seen one of these really finished yet...
anonymous
August 1 2009, 21:13:26 UTC
Mpreg!America. England as the father of course. Up to you on the time period, just want to see some love between the two. Doesn't matter which trimester you start in, and if you want to include the crazed sex-drivenness during pregnancy, hell, go on ahead.
America sighed and leaned against the railing, the narrow strip of wood being the only thing between him and a fifty foot fall into the ravine below. He sighed again, the only noise to override the sound of the shimmering Aspen and pine trees below. It was fall, and for some reason this was where he wanted to be. Row after row of mountaintop loomed in the distance, emerging little by little from the misty haze of night as the sunrise burned it off.
He pinched a pine-cone from an overhanging limb and dropped it into the ravine. After knocking loose some deep red mud, it disappeared long before hitting the rapids, which set him to mind of finding something larger to drop, which brought him back to his original train of thought.
He remembered riding England. Oh, how great it had been, grasping the shoulders beneath him in a death drip and forcing his dick deeper, deeper. They were both covered in sweat, and England had one hand up, as though to encourage more, but the words were never needed. America knew exactly what he wanted, and as
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The front door slammed with a spring-furled snap, and seconds later, Alfred was peering around the corner with a loaded shotgun at the ready.
"Alfred?" The intruder asked, catching sight of the blonde. He lowered his weapon slightly, a rush of welcome coming to him. All the hours thinking of how much he wanted the man was nothing compared to the complete relief and happiness of actually having him. The back of his mind damned the hormones, but he was willing to give in.
"I wondered if you'd be here. It's the last place any of us would have looked, and..." Arthur stopped, just staring. Alfred had come around from the corner, forgetting about his current state. He looked down, blushed scarlet and turned, pretending to be returning his shotgun to its pegs.
"We... wondered where you had gone. Thought perhaps you'd been kidnapped..." He laughed a little, but it died at the look on Alfred's face. He was close to tears and kept looking about, as though in panic.
"I'm fine, fine. Don't know why you bothered coming out here." He fell back
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"Does it hurt?" Alfred finally managed. Arthur smiled and moved in response, pulling the length from him before slamming down on it again. It hurt him no more than the nights when France would shove him over a tabletop, against a wall, wherever and slam into him over and over again, hitting his prostate only by luck. And people thought that he knew what he was doing... It was no wonder he didn't have more colonies.
Alfred was groaning and bucking, trying to make Arthur move again, and he did, slipping into a steady pace and adjusting every so often to hit that sweet spot. He could feel the need for release well up in him with every draw, and as he stroked his cock with a saliva-lubricated hand, Alfred came at the sight of the man kneeling over him, head lolling back, erection in one palm while the other balanced himself. Arthur groaned at being filled with cum. It had been so very long since he had taken it. Not since the precious time that resulted in his twins; his lovers.
He kissed Alfred's panting mouth and fell beside him, one
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Re: Unnamed 3
anonymous
August 3 2009, 12:28:21 UTC
Actually, it was the incest so visible in this fill that made me so interested in this fic (and the smut, of course :3). It's ironic how America got impregnated by who is technically his mother. @________@ Ah, but their child would later on be confused. He/she is America's sibling and at the same time, his child, while England would be his/her's father slash grandmother. Ahahaha. :)
Meadow (England/America, Kentucky)
anonymous
August 3 2009, 02:37:32 UTC
America sat beside France at the World Meeting, baby Vermont nestled on his lap, both her parents cooing at her while making eyes at each other. Practically a married couple
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Re: Meadow (England/America, Kentucky)
anonymous
August 4 2009, 04:35:09 UTC
I want you to be mine. I want you to never look at anyone again, never look at France again, never touch anyone else, never want to touch anyone else, I want to hold you in my arms, I want to hold you and kiss you and tell you "I'm sorry, I'm sorry" until I grow hoarse, I want you to kiss me, I want you to hit me, I want to be the father of all your children--. "I want you," he said simply. "That's all. Only you. Always you." *heartmelt* IGGY! This was so cute.
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He pinched a pine-cone from an overhanging limb and dropped it into the ravine. After knocking loose some deep red mud, it disappeared long before hitting the rapids, which set him to mind of finding something larger to drop, which brought him back to his original train of thought.
He remembered riding England. Oh, how great it had been, grasping the shoulders beneath him in a death drip and forcing his dick deeper, deeper. They were both covered in sweat, and England had one hand up, as though to encourage more, but the words were never needed. America knew exactly what he wanted, and as ( ... )
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"Alfred?" The intruder asked, catching sight of the blonde. He lowered his weapon slightly, a rush of welcome coming to him. All the hours thinking of how much he wanted the man was nothing compared to the complete relief and happiness of actually having him. The back of his mind damned the hormones, but he was willing to give in.
"I wondered if you'd be here. It's the last place any of us would have looked, and..." Arthur stopped, just staring. Alfred had come around from the corner, forgetting about his current state. He looked down, blushed scarlet and turned, pretending to be returning his shotgun to its pegs.
"We... wondered where you had gone. Thought perhaps you'd been kidnapped..." He laughed a little, but it died at the look on Alfred's face. He was close to tears and kept looking about, as though in panic.
"I'm fine, fine. Don't know why you bothered coming out here." He fell back ( ... )
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Alfred was groaning and bucking, trying to make Arthur move again, and he did, slipping into a steady pace and adjusting every so often to hit that sweet spot. He could feel the need for release well up in him with every draw, and as he stroked his cock with a saliva-lubricated hand, Alfred came at the sight of the man kneeling over him, head lolling back, erection in one palm while the other balanced himself. Arthur groaned at being filled with cum. It had been so very long since he had taken it. Not since the precious time that resulted in his twins; his lovers.
He kissed Alfred's panting mouth and fell beside him, one ( ... )
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Wouldn't that be funny if arthur and alfred were pregnant at the same time?
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HAVE MY BABIES.
((also a little nit pick but the daddy would more Likely be Canada but thats just a nit pick)
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The last line killed me xDD in good way, of course
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*heartmelt*
IGGY!
This was so cute.
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Anyways, that was just great! The last line totally made it for me. <3
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