America's Oral Fixation
anonymous
June 24 2010, 00:43:57 UTC
America has an oral fixation, that he is unaware of until his lover (I'd prefer Russia or Canada) points it out to him. He does some googling and it explains a lot. Then he starts thinking of creative ways to use it for his own pleasure and that of his partners.
Fever (1a/1)
anonymous
September 26 2010, 17:40:39 UTC
Note: Badly written PWP D: I hope OP enjoys regardless ♥
Russia gasped, sweat dripping from his temple. Scarlet glazed across his snow-white skin, violet eyes clouded over. His hair, damp with sweat, stuck to his forehead and neck. Reaching up, he unwound his scarf from his neck and loosened his tie, unbuttoned the first two, then three buttons of his dress shirt, revealing the layers of scars surrounding his pale neck. After suffering for eight hours in meetings and a dinner party with America and various other nations, the two escaped into a waiting black stretch limo America had insisted on getting. Slamming the door shut, America slid onto the leather seat beside Russia and jerked the A/C knob to full blast while silently, casually, clicking the button for the tinted privacy window to roll up, separating them from the driver.
“Why didn’t you call for the day off?”
Russia made an annoyed sound at the back of his throat and let his head fall back.
“Is it… always like this for you?” Shifting uncomfortably, he let his legs sprawl
( ... )
Fever (1b/1)
anonymous
September 26 2010, 17:41:59 UTC
“Ahh~…” Russia let his head fall back, the scarlet flush spreading from his face to his neck. “..Close…”
And suddenly he was gripping America’s head and jerking his hips upward, shoving himself down his throat with little resistance while gasping breathlessly for oxygen until that spine-tingling release came, sweet and violent all at once. Moaning, his hands falling away, Russia panted at the ceiling and let his arms fall to his sides. America slowly pulled away and sat up, any evidence of Russia’s release having been licked up and swallowed. Shuddering, he fell back into the seat and sighed, shifting uncomfortably in his sticky boxers.
“How much longer until we reach the hotel room…?” Russia asked, voice layered with sleep, the warm afterglow taking hold.
“I hope that means a shower.” America complained, unscrewing the top of a water bottle and chugging the contents. “My pants are ruined. Again.”
A smile tugged at the edges of Russia’s mouth, and he curled his arm around America’s waist.
Re: Fever (1b/1)
anonymous
September 26 2010, 18:23:17 UTC
asdfghjkl;' I LOVED this anon. SO hot, and I love willing!America. Ad the oral fixation only made it awesome-r.
Delicious. Very Delicious.
(the fact that they did this in a limo stuck with me...and I like it very much. Don't be surprised if you find another fill with limo sex happening to pop up somewhere,haha
Re: Fever (1b/1)
anonymous
September 27 2010, 00:47:45 UTC
OMG THT WAS. UNF. *incoherency*
I love how...normal it felt for them. And Russia's loss of control. It's even better because you gave him real life current happenings as a reason for his problem *chuckles*
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anonymous
September 28 2010, 15:41:49 UTC
This was written/set after they discovered America's oral fixation. They both know about it already and both accept it. But I understand what you mean about it being "only a blow job".
That Thing You Do (1/2)
anonymous
September 28 2010, 07:09:36 UTC
Russia found himself, not for the last time, unable to focus on whatever it was Germany was talking about at the front of the room. Even in the dark room, with only the light of the projector to illuminate him, the way America sucked on the end of his pen was mesmerizing. The silver tip moved in and out of his mouth, and his tongue would push out against it on occasion, pushing until the pen would click. When he clicked it a second time, he would pull the tip back out with his teeth
( ... )
That Thing You Do (2/2)
anonymous
September 28 2010, 07:10:33 UTC
By the time the next meeting rolled around, he had completely forgotten about the matter. There were more important things to worry about than what America did with his mouth. Most of the year, anyway
( ... )
Recaptcha: abstain not Take it's advice!
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Russia gasped, sweat dripping from his temple. Scarlet glazed across his snow-white skin, violet eyes clouded over. His hair, damp with sweat, stuck to his forehead and neck. Reaching up, he unwound his scarf from his neck and loosened his tie, unbuttoned the first two, then three buttons of his dress shirt, revealing the layers of scars surrounding his pale neck. After suffering for eight hours in meetings and a dinner party with America and various other nations, the two escaped into a waiting black stretch limo America had insisted on getting. Slamming the door shut, America slid onto the leather seat beside Russia and jerked the A/C knob to full blast while silently, casually, clicking the button for the tinted privacy window to roll up, separating them from the driver.
“Why didn’t you call for the day off?”
Russia made an annoyed sound at the back of his throat and let his head fall back.
“Is it… always like this for you?” Shifting uncomfortably, he let his legs sprawl ( ... )
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And suddenly he was gripping America’s head and jerking his hips upward, shoving himself down his throat with little resistance while gasping breathlessly for oxygen until that spine-tingling release came, sweet and violent all at once. Moaning, his hands falling away, Russia panted at the ceiling and let his arms fall to his sides. America slowly pulled away and sat up, any evidence of Russia’s release having been licked up and swallowed. Shuddering, he fell back into the seat and sighed, shifting uncomfortably in his sticky boxers.
“How much longer until we reach the hotel room…?” Russia asked, voice layered with sleep, the warm afterglow taking hold.
“I hope that means a shower.” America complained, unscrewing the top of a water bottle and chugging the contents. “My pants are ruined. Again.”
A smile tugged at the edges of Russia’s mouth, and he curled his arm around America’s waist.
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I LOVED this anon. SO hot, and I love willing!America. Ad the oral fixation only made it awesome-r.
Delicious. Very Delicious.
(the fact that they did this in a limo stuck with me...and I like it very much. Don't be surprised if you find another fill with limo sex happening to pop up somewhere,haha
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Umm... >.>
OP was just wondering~ Do you have more planned dearest Author anon of mine?
-^___^-
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I love how...normal it felt for them. And Russia's loss of control. It's even better because you gave him real life current happenings as a reason for his problem *chuckles*
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It's just a blow job not really an oral fixation...
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SOOOOOO MUCH AFFECTION!!!
This was absolutely fabulous! Thank you. Thank you so much XD
I love the red, white, and blue popsicle, it was an awesome touch.
And the pen thing~ X3
2 thumbs way up! d^__^b
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That end...just that end ;)
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