Arthur/Matthew - Imminent Death
anonymous
January 26 2010, 04:09:17 UTC
Arthur Kirkland let his lips slip from the silken mouth beneath him, let it travel downwards, down Matthew's thin neck, not forgetting to cast a lingering glance at the measurement tools he hadn't bothered to move. He thought of how it would be tomorrow, standing up on the gallows and looping the rope around that neck...Matthew mewed underneath him and bucked his hips so his arousal found friction against the bottom of Arthur's stomach. On his way down, Arthur sucked on the fingers, laced together and bound at the wrist by a length of thick rope. The boy gasped, again arching off the mattress
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GerIta: Sex with clothes still on
anonymous
January 26 2010, 06:01:12 UTC
It... It was so hot...
The messy deep kisses, the tantalizingly slow yet rough grinding of hips, the heat between the two was almost dizzying. The fact that the two were still fully clothed didn't help with the heat at all.
Italy let out a soft whine and his trembling hands slowly inched toward the hem of his shirt. He had to take something off before he went mad. He want- no, he needed to get rid of maddening itch his clothes were starting to cause as his skin burned, eager for freedom. Before he could even grip the hem of his shirt, Germany paused and his left arm shot out to grip the other's wrist and firmly held it above the Italian's head.
Italy let out a frustrated whine and weakly tried to struggle against Germany's hold. "Ngh, but G-Germany..."
"Don'tItaly shivered at the other's husky tone and fervid gaze. He's never seen him like this before... He let out another strangled cry when Germany's arm, the one that was still holding his wrist, accidently rubbed against that damned curl when he resumed deliciously grinding
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fem!England/America - glasses kink, "good girls"
anonymous
January 26 2010, 08:09:33 UTC
The red glasses remained innocently in their plastic case. She stared at them accusingly anyways. Her fingers drummed an anxious tattoo on the marble edge of the sink and she looked up and at her own reflection in the broad, clear mirror. Already her hair started mischief, delighting in snarling and frizzing and sticking up in defiance of gravity without the heavy hand of hair gel she liberally applied most days
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Prussia/fem!France/Germany + fem!England; non-con, double penetration, voyeurism
anonymous
January 26 2010, 09:04:46 UTC
The single bulb in the room casts unflattering shadows on everything with sterile starkness. It steals any extra depth to his blue uniform. Not much could be done to make Germany’s olive drab worse, from what she can see of it. France notes the color because that was what she always does, absentmindedly compiling the hues and highlights in memory. It gives her something else to think about than the gray walls, the gray floor, the gray and black bed
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http://eliade.livejournal.com/472331.html
Any pairing welcome. Must be a drabble (let's say...500 words max?). Would prefer no double fills for the kink but I don't mind.
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Just to point out though, tomatoes are a New World plant. They wouldn't be introduced to Europe until the mid 1500s.
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This is your local writernon saying yes, that's emperor Nero, and facepalming because she made such a stupid mistake. I'm so terribly sorry.
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And the rest was very well-written anon. You should challenge yourself more often XD
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The messy deep kisses, the tantalizingly slow yet rough grinding of hips, the heat between the two was almost dizzying. The fact that the two were still fully clothed didn't help with the heat at all.
Italy let out a soft whine and his trembling hands slowly inched toward the hem of his shirt. He had to take something off before he went mad. He want- no, he needed to get rid of maddening itch his clothes were starting to cause as his skin burned, eager for freedom. Before he could even grip the hem of his shirt, Germany paused and his left arm shot out to grip the other's wrist and firmly held it above the Italian's head.
Italy let out a frustrated whine and weakly tried to struggle against Germany's hold. "Ngh, but G-Germany..."
"Don'tItaly shivered at the other's husky tone and fervid gaze. He's never seen him like this before... He let out another strangled cry when Germany's arm, the one that was still holding his wrist, accidently rubbed against that damned curl when he resumed deliciously grinding ( ... )
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I had it before but oh man has this fanned the flames.
Well done writeranon. That was definitely an extremely good first time.
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For some reason, I liked that last sentence. <3 Such lovely fills you're doing for this request, srsly.
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