Part 8: Snow sex, USCanadaUS (1/2)
anonymous
December 16 2010, 21:17:56 UTC
Either Russia/America or Canada/America. Where America tries to top but fails because of his intolerance to the cold. (Add in some whining and bitching on his part too) http://hetalia-kink.livejournal.com/11411.html?thread=24112787#t24112787Matthew tipped his head back, let the small flakes of snow land on his face. Between the heat from his body and the not-quite-cold of the air, the flakes melted quickly, leaving little drops of water on his skin. Most of them evaporated, but a few collected, ran down his face to be caught by his scarf. He wiggled his fingers in his pockets, the fleece catching on the lining
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Part 8: Snow sex, USCanadaUS (2/2, END)
anonymous
December 16 2010, 21:19:03 UTC
Matt heard himself moan, hands slipping down to Alfred's ass to pull their groins together. He felt Alfred swear against his skin, and he thrust against his brother, squeezing Alfred's ass, felt him grind back.
It took a few false starts before they set up a rhythm, but when they did it was worth it, Alfred never pausing in his quest to give Matthew a hickey and Matthew's fingers kneading Alfred's arse. The little grunts Alfred gave went straight to Matt's cock, and he ground harder.
"Matt," Alfred chanted against Matthew's neck, alternating with licks and nibbles, "Matt."
Matthew groaned to the sky, the hot and cold sensations twisting up inside him, and god he could come like this, just the two of them in his backyard and cut off from the rest of the world by his fence and his trees
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Re: Part 8: Snow sex, USCanadaUS (2/2, END)
anonymous
December 17 2010, 00:24:27 UTC
Hahaha ♥ This was such a great read, my oh my. The dialogue was funny and fresh and filled with brolove. And the little details, puffs of breath--so full of fun and love. *melts*
http://hetalia-kink.livejournal.com/11411.html?thread=24112787#t24112787Matthew tipped his head back, let the small flakes of snow land on his face. Between the heat from his body and the not-quite-cold of the air, the flakes melted quickly, leaving little drops of water on his skin. Most of them evaporated, but a few collected, ran down his face to be caught by his scarf. He wiggled his fingers in his pockets, the fleece catching on the lining ( ... )
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It took a few false starts before they set up a rhythm, but when they did it was worth it, Alfred never pausing in his quest to give Matthew a hickey and Matthew's fingers kneading Alfred's arse. The little grunts Alfred gave went straight to Matt's cock, and he ground harder.
"Matt," Alfred chanted against Matthew's neck, alternating with licks and nibbles, "Matt."
Matthew groaned to the sky, the hot and cold sensations twisting up inside him, and god he could come like this, just the two of them in his backyard and cut off from the rest of the world by his fence and his trees ( ... )
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This was such a great read, my oh my.
The dialogue was funny and fresh and filled with brolove. And the little details, puffs of breath--so full of fun and love. *melts*
I wish I had someone to keep me warm :)
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You even rendered captcha speechless: "Mur- urgooe" indeed. x3
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