Lessons [1a/1]
anonymous
September 12 2010, 20:52:14 UTC
It was normal for colonizers to teach their colonies. From agriculture to manners, colonies had to be taught proper procedure and rules. They had to learn the writing system and the rules of trade.
When England decided to colonize America, he took it one step further.
The nannies and maids never caught onto the fact that there was something strange in the old house with the little boy. Some were aware of the boy's status as a colony, and taught him about trade and writing, but none knew anything beyond that.
The nannies and maids also knew of the strong bond between the country and the colony. They knew that when England returned from his travels, that America would joyfully run down the long path and greet the country at the gate, jumping into his arms and laughing. England would ask about his letters and his manners, and then the maids and nannies would return to their families until it was time for England to return home, and for America to fall under their care once more
( ... )
Lessons [1b/1]
anonymous
September 12 2010, 20:53:35 UTC
Of course, he had taught America well. The boy restrained himself and reached forward with a hand, palming England's cock through the material and smiling
( ... )
Lessons [1c/1 End]
anonymous
September 12 2010, 20:54:32 UTC
“Lick it up,” England ordered, and America nodded before lowering his head, performing the familiar actions that he had grown used to when England had just ordered him to suck him off in the past. “Then go to bed. You can sleep in here, but I don't want to hear a thing, understand?” He watched as America's tongue licked at his cock, cleaning up the cum left there. The colony winced, and England smiled to him.
“Are you happy now?” England asked, his voice too sweet, too kind. America nodded his head, and England pet his hair. “Good boy.”
Re: Lessons [1c/1 End]
anonymous
September 13 2010, 00:39:48 UTC
itmustbemybirthdaywithalltheseamazingfills
UNF that is AMAZING, thank you so much. This anon creamed her jeans like nobody's business, that was... one of the hottest things I've ever read, actually. You hit all my kinks with a hammer of awesome, you did.
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anonymous
September 15 2010, 22:24:40 UTC
I'd be willing to write a sequel. I'd need ideas though, as I'm not sure what I'd put in it, and I have other fills and stories to write that are taking up most of my thought processes.
Re: Lessons [1c/1 End]
anonymous
September 14 2010, 21:47:32 UTC
HOLYSHITTHISWASSOHOTIMGOINGTOHELL
That was...w-wow, anon, you...and I...all my buttons. You pressed them. The powerplay, the ordering around, being rough on the boy, clenching, tightness, bruising, making him do all the work and move himself up and down, but speeding up as things get hot and the need to come starts to take precedence, penetrating him suddenly and maybe making him feel a little pain, grunting, remaining inside a while afterwards, making him lick it up, mentions of blowjobs...and America's enthusiasm, UNF
You. Are. My. Ticket. To. Hell and I love you for it
Re: Lessons [1c/1 End]
anonymous
February 18 2011, 04:02:29 UTC
This makes me remember why I'm a closest USUK shota-fan. It's sexy and yet cute, wonderfully dark and so deliciously wrong. Controlling bastard!England is my favorite England and you write him like a boss. I'm totally willing to have your children now.
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When England decided to colonize America, he took it one step further.
The nannies and maids never caught onto the fact that there was something strange in the old house with the little boy. Some were aware of the boy's status as a colony, and taught him about trade and writing, but none knew anything beyond that.
The nannies and maids also knew of the strong bond between the country and the colony. They knew that when England returned from his travels, that America would joyfully run down the long path and greet the country at the gate, jumping into his arms and laughing. England would ask about his letters and his manners, and then the maids and nannies would return to their families until it was time for England to return home, and for America to fall under their care once more ( ... )
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“Are you happy now?” England asked, his voice too sweet, too kind. America nodded his head, and England pet his hair. “Good boy.”
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UNF that is AMAZING, thank you so much. This anon creamed her jeans like nobody's business, that was... one of the hottest things I've ever read, actually. You hit all my kinks with a hammer of awesome, you did.
I don't suppose we'll get a sequel... ? ;w;
/randomanon
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That was...w-wow, anon, you...and I...all my buttons. You pressed them. The powerplay, the ordering around, being rough on the boy, clenching, tightness, bruising, making him do all the work and move himself up and down, but speeding up as things get hot and the need to come starts to take precedence, penetrating him suddenly and maybe making him feel a little pain, grunting, remaining inside a while afterwards, making him lick it up, mentions of blowjobs...and America's enthusiasm, UNF
You. Are. My. Ticket. To. Hell and I love you for it
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Controlling bastard!England is my favorite England and you write him like a boss. I'm totally willing to have your children now.
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