The phone rang noisily and Arthur jumped in his seat. He frowned, looking at the time - it was eleven in the morning, most of his clients weren't awake until three in the afternoon - and wondered who it was. He took a deep breath and reminded himself that speaking in monotone was a no go. He forced a smile on to his face as he picked up the phone.
"Kirkland speaking," he answered, voice sounding oddly bright and sunny.
"Artie?" a familiar contralto voice purred, sending a shiver down his spine. He felt his cheeks heat up as he thought of... He gulped.
"Alfred," Arthur squeaked uncharacteristically as he tried to shut the barrage of mental pop ups that was appearing in his head, letting a particular one of Alfred's lips against his ear linger for a second too long, causing blood to flow to a certain place... Mentally, he
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N.A.T.O. 1c/1
anonymous
January 19 2011, 15:32:53 UTC
"And then you'll fuck my mouth hard and fast that my throat will feel so damn raw after that," Arthur probed deeper until he found his prostate, making him cry out in pleasure
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N.A.T.O. 1d/1
anonymous
January 19 2011, 15:33:52 UTC
There was a loud knock on the door and Arthur jumped in his seat for the second time that day. It was accompanied by what sounded suspiciously like a couple of squeals and a loud 'shush!' and the shuffling of feet. "Oh fuck," he swore as he looked at the state his office was in. He pulled up his jeans and boxers and fumbled with the zip, groaning. "Shit, I'll talk to you later, busy now," he slammed the phone down as he looked for tissues - where the hell were they when he needed them most? - as the knocking grew in intensity
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request -> http://hetalia-kink.livejournal.com/632.html?thread=994680#t994680
America/England, phone sex ^^
The phone rang noisily and Arthur jumped in his seat. He frowned, looking at the time - it was eleven in the morning, most of his clients weren't awake until three in the afternoon - and wondered who it was. He took a deep breath and reminded himself that speaking in monotone was a no go. He forced a smile on to his face as he picked up the phone.
"Kirkland speaking," he answered, voice sounding oddly bright and sunny.
"Artie?" a familiar contralto voice purred, sending a shiver down his spine. He felt his cheeks heat up as he thought of... He gulped.
"Alfred," Arthur squeaked uncharacteristically as he tried to shut the barrage of mental pop ups that was appearing in his head, letting a particular one of Alfred's lips against his ear linger for a second too long, causing blood to flow to a certain place... Mentally, he ( ... )
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Frankly- I'm glad I was bored. THAT ENDING! Oh, Francis. I love you so much. XDDD And the Human Resource Dept. yaoi fangirls.... Best ending EVER.
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