Re: [Russia/Canada] A different sort of nothing [2/3]
anonymous
May 4 2010, 03:18:59 UTC
But there he was, cool tongue rubbing against his foreskin and mouth around his erection. Canada didn’t dare pinching himself, his life would be considerably sadder if this was a dream.
Russia applied some pressure and sucked harder, and Canada couldn’t care less if America would be able to hear him from his house or not. One of his hands gripped Russia’s shoulder for support and the other found its way to his hair, using all particles of self control in his body not to press Russia’s head against his crotch.
For some reason, his eyes trailed hazily around the room, and found the television on their way. The show about wild animals seemed to last hours, because by God it was still on. But the animals weren’t running around now, no, far from it. They were mating.
“Oh, fuck,” Canada breathed out and unconsciously - he swear to this day it happen unconsciously, and Russia still greatly doubt that - thrust into Russia’s mouth without warning, and using his momentarily state of shock to continuously do so until Russia punched his thigh
( ... )
Re: [Russia/Canada] A different sort of nothing [3/3]
anonymous
May 4 2010, 03:28:26 UTC
Russia narrowed his eyes at him, but let himself be moved around without verbal complain. He also didn’t complain when Canada kissed the head of his erection and took him into his mouth. His moan, however, reverberated over Canada’s whole body, from where Russia’s lips closed around his member to his last tingling nerve.
This was better, doing it together was so immensely betterCanada came hard, groaning loudly around Russia. His hands gripped the pale skin of Russia’s thigh, and, as his fingers tapped uncoordinatedly over his skin he found the soft curve of his ass, and closed a hand over it. He heard Russia cursing, and sucked harder. Canada closed his eyes and watched the bright sparkles of light dance behind his lids; his middle finger brushed Russia’s hole, and teasingly dipped inside
( ... )
Re: [Russia/Canada] A different sort of nothing [3/3]
anonymous
May 4 2010, 07:11:03 UTC
I'm so glad you wrote this; this is funny and hot, and the dynamic between Canada and Russia is hilarious. This bit definitely tickled my fancy: “You-You actually remembered-Oh, my God, Russia!” Canada laughed, not knowing if he should beat his boyfriend up or ravish him again. “You’re so fucking scheming!” Canada ravishing Russia is just ... A++
I would never have thought of the pairing, but you made it work. GJ, anon. :Db
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Russia applied some pressure and sucked harder, and Canada couldn’t care less if America would be able to hear him from his house or not. One of his hands gripped Russia’s shoulder for support and the other found its way to his hair, using all particles of self control in his body not to press Russia’s head against his crotch.
For some reason, his eyes trailed hazily around the room, and found the television on their way. The show about wild animals seemed to last hours, because by God it was still on. But the animals weren’t running around now, no, far from it. They were mating.
“Oh, fuck,” Canada breathed out and unconsciously - he swear to this day it happen unconsciously, and Russia still greatly doubt that - thrust into Russia’s mouth without warning, and using his momentarily state of shock to continuously do so until Russia punched his thigh ( ... )
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This was better, doing it together was so immensely betterCanada came hard, groaning loudly around Russia. His hands gripped the pale skin of Russia’s thigh, and, as his fingers tapped uncoordinatedly over his skin he found the soft curve of his ass, and closed a hand over it. He heard Russia cursing, and sucked harder. Canada closed his eyes and watched the bright sparkles of light dance behind his lids; his middle finger brushed Russia’s hole, and teasingly dipped inside ( ... )
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I would never have thought of the pairing, but you made it work. GJ, anon. :Db
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