AmericaxLithuania -healing rub
anonymous
November 10 2009, 12:29:31 UTC
I'd like some AmericaxLithuania, specifically America rubbing some... moisturiser, healing oil or some natural remedy onto Lithuania's back. Lots of fluff. If it ends in smut is up to you, but keep it gentle.
Healing Hands (1/3)
anonymous
November 19 2009, 04:57:19 UTC
AN: Um, yeah. Long, fail, probably not what the author wanted. Sorry.
Alfred glanced up from the magazine he had been reading as the door opened. He broke into a smile. “Hi, Toris.”
“Hello, Alfred,” Toris said, as he shut the door against the rain. He pulled back the plastic hood of his raincoat, and set down the grocery bag, before beginning to tug off his coat and boots.
“Still cats and dogs out there?” Alfred asked, putting down the magazine on the coffee table.
Toris nodded as he finished stripping off sopping layers until he was dressed in a thin, long-sleeved undershirt. “Looks like it will keep up all night.” He walked over and sat on the arm of the sofa. Alfred grabbed him and pulled him in closer, wrapping an arm around his slim shoulders.
“Gosh, you’re cold,” he murmured, stroking Toris’s damp hair.
Toris shrugged. “I feel fine.”
Alfred shook his head, tutting even as he grinned. “You’re insane.” He leaned over to kiss Toris’s (cold!) mouth
( ... )
Healing Hands (2/3)
anonymous
November 19 2009, 04:59:25 UTC
Alfred snorted. “Don’t give me any lip.” He kissed the other nation quickly on the mouth, and then gently pulled him to his feet. Moving Toris as carefully as a china doll, he started pulling him towards the stairs heading towards their bedroom
( ... )
Healing Hands (3/3)
anonymous
November 19 2009, 05:01:11 UTC
When Toris’s expression looked doubtful, Alfred leaned over and kissed him, catching his cheek and a bit of his nose. Toris pacified and laid his head into the pillows
( ... )
Re: Healing Hands (3/3)
anonymous
November 27 2009, 19:08:46 UTC
Awesome job, writer!anon. It had such a calming feel to it, but I could still really sense how insecure Toris was about the scars, and yet how caring Alfred was. Excellent job :D
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Alfred glanced up from the magazine he had been reading as the door opened. He broke into a smile. “Hi, Toris.”
“Hello, Alfred,” Toris said, as he shut the door against the rain. He pulled back the plastic hood of his raincoat, and set down the grocery bag, before beginning to tug off his coat and boots.
“Still cats and dogs out there?” Alfred asked, putting down the magazine on the coffee table.
Toris nodded as he finished stripping off sopping layers until he was dressed in a thin, long-sleeved undershirt. “Looks like it will keep up all night.” He walked over and sat on the arm of the sofa. Alfred grabbed him and pulled him in closer, wrapping an arm around his slim shoulders.
“Gosh, you’re cold,” he murmured, stroking Toris’s damp hair.
Toris shrugged. “I feel fine.”
Alfred shook his head, tutting even as he grinned. “You’re insane.” He leaned over to kiss Toris’s (cold!) mouth ( ... )
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That's me.
This is fabulous. Thank you so much for writing.
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