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anonymous
September 19 2010, 04:05:53 UTC
Why hello again! Thanks for all of your wonderful wonderful comments anons! :D They are as delicious to me as I hope this fill is to you, you know!Denmark is a bit surprised when, seemingly out of nowhere, the slow, heavy kissing and touching he’s watching snaps into something almost animalistic. Sweden wraps one arm around Russia’s waist and pulls him in even closer, chests brushing, while the other reaches up and grabs Russia by the back of the head, pressing their mouths together with a light clack of teeth
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anonymous
September 19 2010, 04:06:55 UTC
Denmark lets out a tiny noise and clenches his jaw to stop it. His gaze flickers back and forth between that large hand cupping Sweden and the smirk on Russia’s face as he runs his teeth along Sweden’s neck, eyes meeting his
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anonymous
September 19 2010, 04:08:01 UTC
Denmark throws his head back and stretches up into his bindings, eyes closed, jaw clenched - he decides that grinding his teeth down onto the shirt in his mouth is a decent way to vent his sexual frustration. He might chew through it before this is over, though. He is definitely gonna have trouble breathing if Russia keeps this up
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anonymous
September 19 2010, 04:09:01 UTC
Denmark realizes he’s panting into his gag, uttering things along the lines of “oh Jesus fuck you two” and “louder” and most of all “please, please, keep going,” though the words are impossible to discern once they escape the filter of the shirt
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anonymous
September 19 2010, 17:35:56 UTC
Oh god, Denmark... You and me both. *q* /squirms
I think our lists of kinks are about the same length with about the same content, authornon. I am so, so, so, so looking forward to more. Now if you'll excuse me, I need some alone time with my... thoughts.
Captcha: spillit surely. (Oh, I am SURE that something will be spilled by the end of this fic, Captcha. Probably out of someone's ass and/or mouth.)
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anonymous
September 23 2010, 01:16:44 UTC
I am all over this like something that is all over something so hardcore that it is incoherent and cannot make appropriate similes.
(Also, anon, I really really like that Russia doesn't like people touching his neck and all that. It's a very nice, very believable touch, and I would like to apologize in advance for it worming its way into my headcanon and showing up in my own fills.)
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anonymous
September 25 2010, 04:34:33 UTC
Goddamn I love porn. Also, &hearts all of your comments, anons! I wish there wasn't a comment-space issue, I could actually thank people individually, bah.
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Russia walks around, behind Denmark, and barely traces his fingers up the side of Denmark’s face as he goes. Denmark turns into it, and Russia grabs his hair and yanks his head back instead - Denmark’s eyes flutter and he gasps.
Russia holds it there, uses his other hand to trace down Denmark’s chest with the backs of his fingers, over bumps of rope and the skin between - shik shik shik down the rope, touching with sufficient pressure but not duration, God no. Just enough to make every tiny patch of skin flare to life, to make Denmark’s ribs strain against their bindings.
“Look at you,” Russia says, low and breathless, cupping Denmark’s jaw with both hands an tilting his head back until their eyes met. “You can’t even breathe correctly. You’re sweaty. Dirty.” Hm, a positive response to that, but not a violent one. Let’s try againHe turns Denmark’s head to the side
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anonymous
September 25 2010, 04:35:25 UTC
“I hope you do not mind if I make commentary,” he purrs brightly into Denmark’s neck.
“You sound waaaay too cheery about that,” Denmark gasps out, arching back into Russia - and those teeth - but not taking his eyes off of Sweden’s cock
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anonymous
September 25 2010, 04:37:05 UTC
Sweden swallows, tightens his fingers a little, and pushes Denmark’s head back, forward, in, out, in - slowly, taking note of how Denmark’s tongue smoothes out and strokes against him, watching the spit slide down the side of his mouth - in, out, in. Almost teasing. Denmark looks up at him through his eyelashes, red-faced and hollow-cheeked, a soft whine in the back of his throat.
“Your Daniya is greedy.”
Some deep, undefinable sound from Denmark, and he tries to shove forward. Sweden holds him back -
- then moves his hips forward, grinds his knee against Denmark’s crotch as he thrusts himself deep into Denmark’s mouth. Denmark complies immediately with a broken-sounding groan and a burst of air from his nose - presses his erection to Sweden’s bony knee as much as he can, a fresh flush staining his shoulders
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anonymous
September 25 2010, 04:38:04 UTC
Right then the ropes from his other leg fall free and hit the floor with a light thud. Russia scoots in front of him and smiles, grabbing his knees. “You were saying what, Daniya?” Then he runs his hands up Denmark’s thighs in one swift, rough motion, and begins work on the button of Denmark’s pants. He laughs at Denmark’s thrust.
“Ya can’t just grab my dick or somethin’ while you’re down there, can ya?” Denmark grouses, eyes on Russia’s careful hands. He hears Sweden stifle a laugh behind him. “And you, Sverige, you’re a cruel bastard.” No response except a light thwack to the back of Denmark’s head. “Dick,” Denmark mutters
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Basically, MANRY!threesome between Sweden, Denmark, and Russia.
With a bonus of Denmark getting owned.
Captcha: elifing Scandinavia. Why does it always know?
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Anyway, I shall be here with my sleeping bag and tent waiting for the next update! <3
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I think our lists of kinks are about the same length with about the same content, authornon. I am so, so, so, so looking forward to more. Now if you'll excuse me, I need some alone time with my... thoughts.
Captcha: spillit surely. (Oh, I am SURE that something will be spilled by the end of this fic, Captcha. Probably out of someone's ass and/or mouth.)
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This is so hot I can't even
UPDATE SOON, dear author, I love this fic!
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(Also, anon, I really really like that Russia doesn't like people touching his neck and all that. It's a very nice, very believable touch, and I would like to apologize in advance for it worming its way into my headcanon and showing up in my own fills.)
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Duuuude Russia and his neck issue is kind of fannon in the R/A community. Definitely not my idea. So if it ends up in your fills, heck, have fun! :D
Also also, thanks for commenting! This thing would still be at the 4th part if it weren't for everyone flipping out all over the place on me XD
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Russia walks around, behind Denmark, and barely traces his fingers up the side of Denmark’s face as he goes. Denmark turns into it, and Russia grabs his hair and yanks his head back instead - Denmark’s eyes flutter and he gasps.
Russia holds it there, uses his other hand to trace down Denmark’s chest with the backs of his fingers, over bumps of rope and the skin between - shik shik shik down the rope, touching with sufficient pressure but not duration, God no. Just enough to make every tiny patch of skin flare to life, to make Denmark’s ribs strain against their bindings.
“Look at you,” Russia says, low and breathless, cupping Denmark’s jaw with both hands an tilting his head back until their eyes met. “You can’t even breathe correctly. You’re sweaty. Dirty.” Hm, a positive response to that, but not a violent one. Let’s try againHe turns Denmark’s head to the side ( ... )
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“You sound waaaay too cheery about that,” Denmark gasps out, arching back into Russia - and those teeth - but not taking his eyes off of Sweden’s cock ( ... )
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“Your Daniya is greedy.”
Some deep, undefinable sound from Denmark, and he tries to shove forward. Sweden holds him back -
- then moves his hips forward, grinds his knee against Denmark’s crotch as he thrusts himself deep into Denmark’s mouth. Denmark complies immediately with a broken-sounding groan and a burst of air from his nose - presses his erection to Sweden’s bony knee as much as he can, a fresh flush staining his shoulders ( ... )
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“Ya can’t just grab my dick or somethin’ while you’re down there, can ya?” Denmark grouses, eyes on Russia’s careful hands. He hears Sweden stifle a laugh behind him. “And you, Sverige, you’re a cruel bastard.” No response except a light thwack to the back of Denmark’s head. “Dick,” Denmark mutters ( ... )
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