America/England - Tender Love
anonymous
December 30 2010, 07:39:45 UTC
Just a sweet fic about America cornering England outside in his garden where they make love out in the open, America encouraging England to be as loud as he needs.
Bonus: France and Japan are watching in a tree or behind a bush, or something like that.
Better Than Video Games [1/?]
anonymous
January 6 2011, 17:36:56 UTC
It deviated a little from the prompt... but only a little... ^_^ Hope you like, OP...
Hidden deep in the yellow carnation bushes of America's property, France and Japan peered out cautiously to watch as two blond nations made their way from the taxi in the driveway, climbing up the immaculate white steps of the cottage, and as the taller carrying a majority of the suitcases cracked a joke to his companion, elbowing his side a bit too roughly that England swore loudly in pain.
"…France-san… Are you sure that this is going work…?" Japan asked, cradling his high resolution video camera between his hands doubtfully, staring at his companion who laughed self-importantly.
"If I know Angleterre as well as I think I do… which I do very much, mon ami…" France beamed with wicked intent as he held up a regular-looking duffel bag previously seen in the pile from the trunk of the airport's taxi. "He will not rest until he has torn this jardin apart in search for THIS."
x.x.xAs England stomped out of the cottage, and down the back
( ... )
Re: Better Than Video Games [1/?]
anonymous
January 6 2011, 17:43:00 UTC
The question had been unsure and England was unsurprised that he felt a stab of guilt of making the other nation panic as he had. "Maybe not…" he admitted, smiling as the bespectacled nation's face brightened with enthusiasm. The positive mood spread like a contagion. America quickly hugged him around the waist, swinging a bemused and protesting England in a clumsy circle, before pulling him in and kissing him hard enough for other to see stars. The shorter nation squirmed into this over-enthused kiss before surrendering as it softened, dropping his duffel bag.
England wrapped his arms around America's neck, threading his black gloved fingers into his sweet-smelling hair. America's hands strayed low on his lover's hips and then slid boldly to his rump, flexing. A flurry of arousal stole over England's steadily overloading body, reddening his facial features, and he broke away from their kiss, gasping, "America"Don't worry about it, Iggy," America tried to reassure him, grinning, "I had the housekeeper take the afternoon off before
( ... )
Re: Better Than Video Games [3/?]
anonymous
January 6 2011, 17:47:10 UTC
Shhh... ignore the previously derp title...
"Yes…" England said, breathing out and focusing on relaxing those muscles swallowing up the other fingers preparing him, "…wasn't expecting it is all…" By the time America experimentally pushed in, withdrew, and pushed again fully, England cringed less. In fact, the spot had been hit early as America rolled his hips at the next slippery thrust, and the shorter nation moaned unspeakably loud; vulgarly that he slapped a hand over his mouth, green eyes widening in mortification.
"Hey…" America encouraged as he removed England's hand, lacing their fingers together, "Hey, don't… no one is going to hear you but me… besides…" He said with certainty, "I really like hearing you…"
x.x.x
"Out of curiosity, mon ami… who and where are you selling this delightful footage
( ... )
Re: Better Than Video Games [4/4]
anonymous
January 6 2011, 17:50:39 UTC
England felt his orgasm drawing near as he fisted himself. He opened his mouth to warn the other nation and caught off-guard at the sudden shift as America lifted him into a sitting position without separation, grinning smugly at the surprised look. With the opportunity to move with the strong thrusts, England returned them slowly, clasping America's shoulder with his left hand.
Now that he had a closer distance then previously, England stared, his expression softening as his eyes traced over the brown dusting of freckles exposed by the blush on the bridge of America's nose. They were… exceptionally adorable, he had to admit. His lips touched them thoughtfully.
"What are you… nngh…" A panting America half puzzled over the gesture and England shushed him, albeit kindly, clinging to him when he came, organ twitched with pleasure. Soon after, the organ inside him did the same, and America scooted out, cupping England's face to kiss him. The older chuckled into it, feeling pleased that his lover was still so possessive after the act of
( ... )
Aw, I absolutely love this Author!Anon~! I think you did an amazing job, truly wonderful. It’s just what I wanted; sweetness between Alfred and Arthur - with Francis and Kiki on the sidelines. Couldn’t ask for anything better!
I love the part about the missing bag and not having sex without it :D Certainly got Alfred motivated to find it.
Bonus: France and Japan are watching in a tree or behind a bush, or something like that.
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Hidden deep in the yellow carnation bushes of America's property, France and Japan peered out cautiously to watch as two blond nations made their way from the taxi in the driveway, climbing up the immaculate white steps of the cottage, and as the taller carrying a majority of the suitcases cracked a joke to his companion, elbowing his side a bit too roughly that England swore loudly in pain.
"…France-san… Are you sure that this is going work…?" Japan asked, cradling his high resolution video camera between his hands doubtfully, staring at his companion who laughed self-importantly.
"If I know Angleterre as well as I think I do… which I do very much, mon ami…" France beamed with wicked intent as he held up a regular-looking duffel bag previously seen in the pile from the trunk of the airport's taxi. "He will not rest until he has torn this jardin apart in search for THIS."
x.x.xAs England stomped out of the cottage, and down the back ( ... )
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England wrapped his arms around America's neck, threading his black gloved fingers into his sweet-smelling hair. America's hands strayed low on his lover's hips and then slid boldly to his rump, flexing. A flurry of arousal stole over England's steadily overloading body, reddening his facial features, and he broke away from their kiss, gasping, "America"Don't worry about it, Iggy," America tried to reassure him, grinning, "I had the housekeeper take the afternoon off before ( ... )
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"Yes…" England said, breathing out and focusing on relaxing those muscles swallowing up the other fingers preparing him, "…wasn't expecting it is all…" By the time America experimentally pushed in, withdrew, and pushed again fully, England cringed less. In fact, the spot had been hit early as America rolled his hips at the next slippery thrust, and the shorter nation moaned unspeakably loud; vulgarly that he slapped a hand over his mouth, green eyes widening in mortification.
"Hey…" America encouraged as he removed England's hand, lacing their fingers together, "Hey, don't… no one is going to hear you but me… besides…" He said with certainty, "I really like hearing you…"
x.x.x
"Out of curiosity, mon ami… who and where are you selling this delightful footage ( ... )
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Now that he had a closer distance then previously, England stared, his expression softening as his eyes traced over the brown dusting of freckles exposed by the blush on the bridge of America's nose. They were… exceptionally adorable, he had to admit. His lips touched them thoughtfully.
"What are you… nngh…" A panting America half puzzled over the gesture and England shushed him, albeit kindly, clinging to him when he came, organ twitched with pleasure. Soon after, the organ inside him did the same, and America scooted out, cupping England's face to kiss him. The older chuckled into it, feeling pleased that his lover was still so possessive after the act of ( ... )
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"mon ami" = French for "my friend"
"jardin" = French for "garden"
"Bollocks" = expression for "nonsense"
"Oh mon" = French for "Oh my"
"Mais" = French for "But"
"Tout le plaisir est pour moi" = French for "The pleasure was mine"
"non" = "no"
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Aw, I absolutely love this Author!Anon~! I think you did an amazing job, truly wonderful. It’s just what I wanted; sweetness between Alfred and Arthur - with Francis and Kiki on the sidelines. Couldn’t ask for anything better!
I love the part about the missing bag and not having sex without it :D Certainly got Alfred motivated to find it.
You, you now have my everlasting admiration~♥♥♥♥
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