Russia/Lithuania
anonymous
September 27 2009, 23:33:38 UTC
Once upon a time probably in this comm, now that I think about it, I read a really short Russia/Liet with boot licking.
Well it was hot like I never knew licking boots could be, and I come today begging your anonymous greatness for more...? If Liet likes it or not, I don't mind either way. <3
Tugging his skirt down as far as it would go (which was still absurdly far away from his knobby knees), Lithuania glanced at the ornate wrought-gold clock on a nearby mahogany table. He gasped to find the hands at the six and twelve; six p.m. Of course, Lithuania knew it was getting later in the day. Russian winters were painfully dark, after all, and sometimes even the afternoon seemed like midnight. Still, he had misappropriated his time. The conservatory was not yet fully dusted, the ballroom floor still unpolished and dinner nowhere near complete! While Russia worked him hard (in and out of bed, Lithuania thought, blushing even harder), he usually managed to stay on top of his considerable chore list. What had made him so slow today
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Part III
anonymous
September 30 2009, 17:02:04 UTC
Only, the blow did not come. Russia's breathing sped up, though, as if he was running a race or, more likely, battling some strong emotion. They could not have stood that way for more than a minute, but to Lithuania it seemed like an hour. And then, Russia's arm relaxed and he giggled. Confused, Lithuania looked up into his lover's smiling face.
"Ah, well~! Sometimes these things happen. My house is very large, and poor Lithuania has a lot to do to keep it clean." His fingers threaded through Liet's dark hair, toying with the short ponytail into which he always pulled it when there was work to be done. "It is alright. Go and start it now. I will go and have my vodka in the sitting room. When it is done, come and fetch me."
And just like that, he kissed Lithuania's cheek, turned, and retreated through the palatial antechamber beyond the foyer, whistling The Volga Boatman as if nothing had gone wrong at all
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"Aren't they nice?" Russia cooed as he wriggled his foot. "Germany said they are part of his military's uniform! They are very shiny, aren't they
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Well it was hot like I never knew licking boots could be, and I come today begging your anonymous greatness for more...? If Liet likes it or not, I don't mind either way. <3
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"Ah, well~! Sometimes these things happen. My house is very large, and poor Lithuania has a lot to do to keep it clean." His fingers threaded through Liet's dark hair, toying with the short ponytail into which he always pulled it when there was work to be done. "It is alright. Go and start it now. I will go and have my vodka in the sitting room. When it is done, come and fetch me."
And just like that, he kissed Lithuania's cheek, turned, and retreated through the palatial antechamber beyond the foyer, whistling The Volga Boatman as if nothing had gone wrong at all ( ... )
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- random anon reader
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Please continue! Ilu forever already, anyway. ;o;
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