Hey! Don't know if this was what you were looking for...but I certainly had fun writing it. But I really know nothing about this, I was only guessing on the sensory/visual things involved in something like this
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The cravat tightened like a noose around his neck and lifted his head from the silk sheets. On reflex, his bound arms tried to separate but couldn't. Pure will power managed to keep massaging her even as she pulled harder. A few noises escaped his mouth, but nothing of significance from his smothered vocals. Austria focused on her clit and the rotating of her hips, on the wetness coming preemptively into his own pants even as the warmth in his chest became painful. Writhing against the pressure on his neck, he found his cock rubbing against the firmness of the mattress; he realized how close he truly was. Involuntarily, as he fought the darkness edging in from the sides of his vision, tears began to slip down his cheeks
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There's something very refined about the way you wrote this, and it fits in so well. This was wonderful! Loved the imagery, adored the way you described Hungary as strong and warrior-like, and this isn't a kink of mine but it was still fabulously hot. ♥!
I don't normally go for kinks that are similar to bdsm, but I must say this was written out quite well. You presented this in a well-written precise manner and it didn't squick me in the slightest... it only made this fic hotter imho lol Good job~
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