UK x US - "Sex Pollen," the "We can't help it" fic
anonymous
December 26 2010, 20:51:51 UTC
I have a thing for cliche/trite plots done well... so can anyone give me a UKxUS sex-pollen fic? There's something in the air/something they ate/some spell put on them/aliens/etc. And they gotta do it.
Bonus 1: it's a first time. Bonus 2: they're incredibly embarrassed afterwards and pretend it never happened.
Alternate pairings: Spain/US, Sweden/US, Romano/US, Germany/US-- basically I like my America on the bottom. ;) (Prefer no Canada/US, though.)
Wait, What? (1/6)
anonymous
January 6 2011, 18:34:11 UTC
Hello! This is not the anon above. I took liberties with this and totally fucked up your prompt and I’m sorry. BASICALLY, it is now ridiculous.
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In a moment of carelessness, America’s thigh slammed against the table. He cursed, rubbing at the spot gingerly. The sudden, abrasive sound of England shutting the hotel door intensified the throbbing pain.
“I can’t believe we had to come all the way to your hotel for a bloody piece of paper,” England muttered, sitting down in one of the small upholstered chairs. “You’d better pay attention next time, because this is completely ridiculous.”
America sat down on the bed and leaned back. “You didn’t have to come. I kept telling you that. You don’t even know where I keep my files and stuff.” He rubbed his thigh again and let out a hiss of pain.
England crossed his arms and sniffed haughtily. “I had to come along to make sure everything is in order. I’m not the one who forgot to bring the document around which this entire meeting is based
( ... )
Wait, What? (2/6)
anonymous
January 6 2011, 18:36:42 UTC
“You know,” America said hoarsely, warming England’s skin, “when you say I’m stupid, it just makes you look insecure. Which you totally are.” He groaned, grinding against England’s palm.
“At least I’m not an arrogant buffoon,” England said sharply. “Stepping on everyone else because of a misplaced sense of entitlement.”
America laughed and pulled England into a kiss, sucking at his lower lip with a frenzied hunger.
“Maybe not anymore,” America whispered. He guided England and pushed him onto the bed. England hit the bedspread softly, and America was soon crawling over him like a predator, intent on straddling him. He pulled America into his lap and let out a shuddering breath. America responded by grabbing his wrists and pinning them against the bed. “I may be too ‘thick’ to see your lame imaginary friends…” He kissed England again more forcefully. “…but even I know that you don’t build an empire by playing nice“We’re not talking about my past,” England grumbled, straining against his strength. “We’re talking about your complete
( ... )
Wait, What? (3/6)
anonymous
January 6 2011, 18:39:00 UTC
With no time to catch his breath, England pushed America to the other side of the bed, using his bulk to roll him onto his back. “My bones are just fine, thank you very much,” he said harshly against America’s ear. “The only reason I stayed in the house that week was because I had loads of work to do.” He used his position to thrust his hips forward. America rolled his head back against the pillow and moaned. “Some of us like to file our paperwork on time,” England hissed, finally reaching down to pull America’s pants out of the way
( ... )
Wait, What? (4/6)
anonymous
January 6 2011, 18:41:18 UTC
America managed to still England’s movements with his strong grasp. His breath was tumbling out in ragged bursts as he kept England motionless. England’s body was trembling with the need to move, but America wouldn’t release him. With a sudden intake of air, America managed to push himself up, and rolled England onto his back. He straddled England’s waist like a cowboy getting ready to ride
( ... )
Wait, What? (5/6)
anonymous
January 6 2011, 18:43:59 UTC
“I did not,” England snapped. When his chest and hands were clean, he took the other towel and crouched down behind America, nudging his legs apart. America spread his legs and held on to the counter
( ... )
Wait, What? (6/6) - with SUPER ULTRA CLICHÉ ENDING for your pleasures
anonymous
January 6 2011, 18:48:53 UTC
America could feel his heartbeat pounding in his ears and stared off into the distance. He had two choices. He could either go to the meeting, hand over the paper and pray that he wouldn’t be forced to acknowledge England’s existence in any way, or he could find the nearest closet and hide in it forever.
Somehow, against everything his mind was screaming at him, he chose the former - even knowing that he could never look his ally in the face again, and that he would have to sit there for hours knowing that England’s come was still inside him.
He just had to wait for his feet to unglue themselves from the ground.
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In the back of an unmarked van parked inconspicuously across the street, three figures huddled around a glowing monitor. A set of speakers crackled softly.
“Glad I entertain you so much, mister Judgmental Asshole,” said the man on the screen, just before the lights went out
( ... )
Re: Wait, What? (6/6) - with SUPER ULTRA CLICHÉ ENDING for your pleasures
anonymous
January 6 2011, 21:25:10 UTC
That was both strangely and strangely hot; I knew the cliche ending was coming, but that doesn't make it bad! Heh, and their bemused reactions were freaking hilarious. <3<3<3 And France's crazed grinning? LOL
And I'll be the one saying: epilogue/sequel/moar pls!
anonymous
January 6 2011, 22:53:04 UTC
Their bickering was spot on, and it felt truly strange and still funny and sexy the way they went through the motions of sex, and bloody hot sex at that.
Would love to read something more!! Oh goodness the following days would be so awkward, especially for America I believe. I find it oddly satisfying that the one to be on the receiving end was Alfred precisely. Because he seemed to have the upper-hand with all his witty comebacks, but still is the one who allowed England to take him *drools a bit*
SO MOAR!!! Epilogue with And then What? pls!! Serves the silly boys right to belately realize what good chemistry they have (at least in the bedroom LOL) If this would take them to start love-hate dates I wound't complain XDDDD
Awesome! ::G:: I don't know what's better; their fantastic bickering, or the fact that they were bickering about the letter "u" and so on while having mindblowing sex. Oh, maybe it's that America yells "the wrong side of the road" during his climax. Or the realization, which was perfecto. The cliche ending included all the usual suspects. Right on the money, anon!
Very cleverly done! Anon, I'm grinning from ear to ear. And, er, it was hot, too. Thank you! SO MUCH, SERIOUSLY.
Re: Wait, What? (6/6) - with SUPER ULTRA CLICHÉ ENDING for your pleasures
anonymous
January 8 2011, 22:58:04 UTC
That was strangely erotic. Somehow, the fact that they didn't want this or even acknoelwedged it made it hotter, and I'm very glad the cliched ending wasn't what I, at first, thought: that they would magically realise their attraction and get together. I think you have something really good going on, and I second the sequel request; a lot can be done with these two after this happened against their wills and for the first time.
Bonus 1: it's a first time.
Bonus 2: they're incredibly embarrassed afterwards and pretend it never happened.
Alternate pairings: Spain/US, Sweden/US, Romano/US, Germany/US-- basically I like my America on the bottom. ;) (Prefer no Canada/US, though.)
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I took liberties with this and totally fucked up your prompt and I’m sorry.
BASICALLY, it is now ridiculous.
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In a moment of carelessness, America’s thigh slammed against the table. He cursed, rubbing at the spot gingerly. The sudden, abrasive sound of England shutting the hotel door intensified the throbbing pain.
“I can’t believe we had to come all the way to your hotel for a bloody piece of paper,” England muttered, sitting down in one of the small upholstered chairs. “You’d better pay attention next time, because this is completely ridiculous.”
America sat down on the bed and leaned back. “You didn’t have to come. I kept telling you that. You don’t even know where I keep my files and stuff.” He rubbed his thigh again and let out a hiss of pain.
England crossed his arms and sniffed haughtily. “I had to come along to make sure everything is in order. I’m not the one who forgot to bring the document around which this entire meeting is based ( ... )
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“At least I’m not an arrogant buffoon,” England said sharply. “Stepping on everyone else because of a misplaced sense of entitlement.”
America laughed and pulled England into a kiss, sucking at his lower lip with a frenzied hunger.
“Maybe not anymore,” America whispered. He guided England and pushed him onto the bed. England hit the bedspread softly, and America was soon crawling over him like a predator, intent on straddling him. He pulled America into his lap and let out a shuddering breath. America responded by grabbing his wrists and pinning them against the bed. “I may be too ‘thick’ to see your lame imaginary friends…” He kissed England again more forcefully. “…but even I know that you don’t build an empire by playing nice“We’re not talking about my past,” England grumbled, straining against his strength. “We’re talking about your complete ( ... )
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He had two choices. He could either go to the meeting, hand over the paper and pray that he wouldn’t be forced to acknowledge England’s existence in any way, or he could find the nearest closet and hide in it forever.
Somehow, against everything his mind was screaming at him, he chose the former - even knowing that he could never look his ally in the face again, and that he would have to sit there for hours knowing that England’s come was still inside him.
He just had to wait for his feet to unglue themselves from the ground.
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In the back of an unmarked van parked inconspicuously across the street, three figures huddled around a glowing monitor. A set of speakers crackled softly.
“Glad I entertain you so much, mister Judgmental Asshole,” said the man on the screen, just before the lights went out ( ... )
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Would love to read something more!! Oh goodness the following days would be so awkward, especially for America I believe. I find it oddly satisfying that the one to be on the receiving end was Alfred precisely. Because he seemed to have the upper-hand with all his witty comebacks, but still is the one who allowed England to take him *drools a bit*
SO MOAR!!! Epilogue with And then What? pls!! Serves the silly boys right to belately realize what good chemistry they have (at least in the bedroom LOL) If this would take them to start love-hate dates I wound't complain XDDDD
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Very cleverly done! Anon, I'm grinning from ear to ear. And, er, it was hot, too. Thank you! SO MUCH, SERIOUSLY.
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Oh my god, I love America's orgasm line XDDD
I love how you have them having ridiculously hot sex while having a totally ordinary argument XDD
Terrific, A+, quality entertainment 8DDDDDDD
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AND HOLY SHIT, FUCK YEAH TOP!ENGLAND <3<3<3<3<3
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