USUK - Strength kink
anonymous
June 4 2010, 01:18:59 UTC
So, I could not really find this specific request.
America is freakishly strong, right? So, he and England are actually together and have had sex a few times already- but England always tops. Even if he is the one getting fucked, he's usually riding America and controlling their pace.
Dunno why; maybe America is unsure about his own strength and does not want to hurt his dear Iggypoo?
England, eventually, finds out and is all 'I'M THE MOFO BRITISH EMPIRE, OF COURSE I CAN TAKE IT!!!11eleven' and demands that America fucks him with all he's got
( ... )
Brilliant, Really - 1/4
anonymous
June 9 2010, 04:55:52 UTC
(haha, I hope you don't mind England getting pounded into the wall as well as the mattress.)
Contrary to all popular opinion, America - in his own opinion, anyway - was not an insensitive jackass. He happened to like England all flustered and spluttery (so much fun to sneak in for a kiss and watch England's insatiable sexual appetite war with his desire to appear properly affronted), so he persisted in insulting England's clothes and his metric system and his tea, while at the same time ironing his shirts for him when he ran late in the morning and making sure he always had the good kind of Earl Grey whenever England came over. He also happened to like England in one piece, which is why England always topped, because it was easier for America to keep ahold of his strength that way, leaving more of his scarce brainpower for the important things, like taking in every precious second of England's face twisted up with pleasure
( ... )
Re: Brilliant, Really - 2/4
anonymous
June 9 2010, 04:57:46 UTC
"Fuck, yeah, okay," gasped America, "dishes can wait." He grabbed England with one forearm under his ass and the other arm around his shoulders, ignoring his protests, and narrowly avoided smashing England's head against the ceiling as he hauled him up the stairs, barely thinking logically enough to pull England down on top of him on the bed, instead of crushing him.
England shuddered above him and started tearing at his clothes, pulling off America's layers of tie and uniform and shirt with an impatient growl until he got to skin. "...too damn hot when you're being all superpower on me, Christ, America, want you to hold me down, want you to fuck me till I can't stand up, please - "
"England, I - " America swallowed, breathed, tried to keep ahold of himself. "I'll hurt you."
England's eyes narrowed into dangerous slits, and he paused in undoing his own shirt to twist his hips down - America writhed and gasped - and glare. "You think I'm delicate?" he sneered, "you think I can't take it
( ... )
Re: Brilliant, Really - 3/4
anonymous
June 9 2010, 04:59:02 UTC
America giggled, only a little hysterically. "Oh, I'm not done with you yet." He could feel himself already starting to get hard again. "Speaking of going 'all superpower on you'..."
"Good lord," England said again.
"Hell yes, you mean." America bent to kiss him again, teasing his mouth open until England was soft and pliant underneath him, stroking over America's back with little humms of pleasure. "Mmmkay sweetheart, hold on
( ... )
Re: Brilliant, Really - 4/4
anonymous
June 9 2010, 05:00:48 UTC
They lay together, their breathing ragged in the silence.
"Oh, my god," America broke the silence, "that was so fucking awesome."
England raised an eyebrow.
"Wait." America reached out a tentative hand, staring at the bleeding mess that was England's face. "Shit, did I break your nose? When did that happen?"
"Wall," said England.
America winced and hauled himself up to grab the first aid kit.
*
America woke up wrapped around England - the way he did now, the way he loved doing - and stared blankly at the bandage on England's shoulder for a full minute before he remembered the night before. He leaned over and peered at England's face (one black eye, swollen nose, a trickle of blood trailing down his chin from a reopened cut on his lip). Well, he did say he could take it...England shifted beside him and groaned
( ... )
Re: Brilliant, Really - 4/4
anonymous
June 9 2010, 06:16:10 UTC
XD god this was awesome poor guy...Im not sure which though England for the injures to his pride or America who has to keep himself in line all the time.
Re: Brilliant, Really - 4/4
anonymous
June 9 2010, 09:33:54 UTC
I loved it! And I must say - you write smut really good. But I liked the stuff before the smut even better. The way you described America (who isn't a jerk, people tend to forget that when he's in a relationship, I love you for that! =u=), and the way he talked to the spoon. And all the stuff he did. Of course he would walk around helping Arthur out - he can't be the housewife all the time, he's a nation on his own as well. It was cute and adoreable!
This is most definately going to my favourites. I wish this was FF.net so that I could add it there as well, for this will be re-read. Especially for the deliscious beginning - I'll have to learn how you write that way.
Re: Brilliant, Really - 4/4
anonymous
June 9 2010, 16:18:17 UTC
I think the fact that I was compelled immediately to go to the pimp post and pimp the fuck out of this before I could even comment coherently says how I feel about this.
I am so in love with your characterization. Seriously! I love the softer side to America, while still being so him. It's funny, hot and I think I love you...in a readerly sort of way.
Dear anon, have thee any more fills? It would be in my interest to read them.
America is freakishly strong, right?
So, he and England are actually together and have had sex a few times already- but England always tops. Even if he is the one getting fucked, he's usually riding America and controlling their pace.
Dunno why; maybe America is unsure about his own strength and does not want to hurt his dear Iggypoo?
England, eventually, finds out and is all 'I'M THE MOFO BRITISH EMPIRE, OF COURSE I CAN TAKE IT!!!11eleven' and demands that America fucks him with all he's got ( ... )
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Contrary to all popular opinion, America - in his own opinion, anyway - was not an insensitive jackass. He happened to like England all flustered and spluttery (so much fun to sneak in for a kiss and watch England's insatiable sexual appetite war with his desire to appear properly affronted), so he persisted in insulting England's clothes and his metric system and his tea, while at the same time ironing his shirts for him when he ran late in the morning and making sure he always had the good kind of Earl Grey whenever England came over. He also happened to like England in one piece, which is why England always topped, because it was easier for America to keep ahold of his strength that way, leaving more of his scarce brainpower for the important things, like taking in every precious second of England's face twisted up with pleasure ( ... )
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England shuddered above him and started tearing at his clothes, pulling off America's layers of tie and uniform and shirt with an impatient growl until he got to skin. "...too damn hot when you're being all superpower on me, Christ, America, want you to hold me down, want you to fuck me till I can't stand up, please - "
"England, I - " America swallowed, breathed, tried to keep ahold of himself. "I'll hurt you."
England's eyes narrowed into dangerous slits, and he paused in undoing his own shirt to twist his hips down - America writhed and gasped - and glare. "You think I'm delicate?" he sneered, "you think I can't take it ( ... )
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"Good lord," England said again.
"Hell yes, you mean." America bent to kiss him again, teasing his mouth open until England was soft and pliant underneath him, stroking over America's back with little humms of pleasure. "Mmmkay sweetheart, hold on ( ... )
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"Oh, my god," America broke the silence, "that was so fucking awesome."
England raised an eyebrow.
"Wait." America reached out a tentative hand, staring at the bleeding mess that was England's face. "Shit, did I break your nose? When did that happen?"
"Wall," said England.
America winced and hauled himself up to grab the first aid kit.
*
America woke up wrapped around England - the way he did now, the way he loved doing - and stared blankly at the bandage on England's shoulder for a full minute before he remembered the night before. He leaned over and peered at England's face (one black eye, swollen nose, a trickle of blood trailing down his chin from a reopened cut on his lip). Well, he did say he could take it...England shifted beside him and groaned ( ... )
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*standing ovation*
ENCORE! :D
(Just kidding... or am I?)
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This is most definately going to my favourites. I wish this was FF.net so that I could add it there as well, for this will be re-read. Especially for the deliscious beginning - I'll have to learn how you write that way.
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Liebling.
Mein Gott!
Okay. My English escaped me for a moment.
So. You. Me. Bed. ...Now?
This was so goddamn perfect and...guh. I want to worship you. Repeatedly.
I loved your America! He is so such a cute sex machine! *sighs*
Okay, I may have to come back later, when I wiped my brain off the floor, to leave you a coherent reply.
For now, simply:
Thank you!
Danke sehr!
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I am so in love with your characterization. Seriously! I love the softer side to America, while still being so him. It's funny, hot and I think I love you...in a readerly sort of way.
Dear anon, have thee any more fills? It would be in my interest to read them.
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I'm glad you enjoyed it! America is my favorite of the Hetalia cast to write; he's just such a dork.
I do have other fills:
http://hetalia-kink.livejournal.com/13943.html?thread=36076407 - Poland/Lithuania, giggling after sex
http://hetalia-kink.livejournal.com/13943.html?thread=36104055 - US->UK<-France double penetration (lol poor England. His ass must hate me.)
http://hetalia-kink.livejournal.com/13943.html?thread=36326263 - US/UK, with America being worried that leaving bruises on England is unheroic.
Come to think of it, this is the first time I've done country names. Heh.
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