Revolutionary war femmeslash, as non- or dub-con as anon wishes to make it, either one initiating. -----
Seeing RedEngland didn’t know who initiated it. No, that was a lie. England did know--it was she who started the whole thing. Standing across an empty, bloody field from a uniformed America, the heat of the battle raging behind them, surrounding them, almost drowning them, was enough to set aflame the spark that England has. She dashes towards America, tossing her gun carelessly onto the sidelines in favor of a fist fight. Much like savages
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anonymous
January 6 2010, 04:09:53 UTC
Now it’s America whose on her back--glaring and trying to push England off--
--but the cold air makes her want England's angry warmth. (And back to the old times when England would hold America close to her bosom.)
England doesn't care for America's uniform--she pulls the thick cloth as hard as she can and rips it--the buttons fly in every direction. (America vaguely thinks she heard a soldier swear but thinks are happening to quick for her to keep up.)
England doesn't stop there--she rips the cloth into long strips and before America realizes it, her wrists are immobile above her head, held by the remains of her own uniform.
America wants to spit something back (Or does she?) and she starts to when England stuffs a large wad of blue cloth into her mouth. Now muffled and arms useless, all America could do was kick
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Revolutionary war femmeslash, as non- or dub-con as anon wishes to make it, either one initiating.
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Seeing RedEngland didn’t know who initiated it. No, that was a lie. England did know--it was she who started the whole thing. Standing across an empty, bloody field from a uniformed America, the heat of the battle raging behind them, surrounding them, almost drowning them, was enough to set aflame the spark that England has. She dashes towards America, tossing her gun carelessly onto the sidelines in favor of a fist fight. Much like savages ( ... )
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--but the cold air makes her want England's angry warmth. (And back to the old times when England would hold America close to her bosom.)
England doesn't care for America's uniform--she pulls the thick cloth as hard as she can and rips it--the buttons fly in every direction. (America vaguely thinks she heard a soldier swear but thinks are happening to quick for her to keep up.)
England doesn't stop there--she rips the cloth into long strips and before America realizes it, her wrists are immobile above her head, held by the remains of her own uniform.
America wants to spit something back (Or does she?) and she starts to when England stuffs a large wad of blue cloth into her mouth. Now muffled and arms useless, all America could do was kick ( ... )
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