So, uh, oreos have quite recently arrived in the UK (only the single stuffed ones) and have been really popular here, despite being UK's own version.
Author!Anons, I have this one request:
US walking in on UK, who is secretly stuffing his face with a hidden stash of oreos and root beer. xD Also, possibly, UK avidly denying he likes them, despite it being so painfully obvious. Sexings would be much appreciated, but anything goes. I just want to see this written! <3
Twist, Lick, Dunk [1/3]
anonymous
March 4 2009, 21:11:25 UTC
I went ahead and used the human names for this. No actual sex, but some sexy stuff mixed in with the crack. I hope you like it, OP!
I think the google I did for "england oreos" to research for this fic qualifies as the weirdest word combo I've ever searched for. Some of Arthur's comments come from this article I found: http://abcnews.go.com/Business/FunMoney/Story?id=4872110 Alfred came clattering noisily into the large British house. He'd been knocking for a solid minute and Arthur hadn't answered, so he'd just let himself in. "Arthur!" he called out, his voice ringing though the hallways. "You home
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Twist, Lick, Dunk [2/3]
anonymous
March 4 2009, 21:12:42 UTC
Inwardly, Alfred congratulated himself. Jackpot! He'd been right, like usual. "Unless there's something wrong with it?" he asked slyly.
The frozen look on Arthur's face was quickly pushed aside by another stormy glare at that. "Th-there's nothing wrong with it! You just don't go inviting yourself into other people's houses and demanding that they feed you, is all!"
"If there's nothing wrong with it, why can't I have some?" Alfred countered, not letting it go. He focused on the teacup, something suddenly clicking. "And why can't I smell it?"
Arthur pulled the cup close against him. Alfred stood up and leaned over, trying to peer inside it.
"It's fizzing... hey, is that root beer"Would you leave it alone?!" Arthur hissed, trying to scoot away from Alfred. Alfred tried to follow him, and the two got in a scuffling match, which came to an abrupt halt as Arthur shoved the younger man back into the suspicious cushion. The suspicious cushion which was definitely concealing something uncomfortable and currently jamming into Alfred's
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Twist, Lick, Dunk [3/3]
anonymous
March 4 2009, 21:13:49 UTC
He picked a cookie up off of the plate, holding it lightly in his fingers and keeping his gaze locked on Arthur. "First off," he drawled, "you've gotta twist it." He let his other hand curl around the top of the cokkie and slowly twisted it, sliding the two halves apart cleanly. Arthur watched his hands, but didn't say a word. Good
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Re: Twist, Lick, Dunk [3/3]
anonymous
March 5 2009, 01:19:40 UTC
HOOO GOD YEAH O_O!!!!!! MPMMMM ANON! I had JUST pulled out a coke and a pack of oreos when I saw this. OH GOD THE LICK.... THE LICK AND THE DUNK. Shear brilliance, especially how you wrote England denying. So funny... EXCELLENT!! Loved it!
Wah! I'm sorry for the late reply! After I posted the request it disappeared so I guessed I'd broken a rule and just left it. Thank you so much. This is EXACTLY what I wanted! >o< Although I would love to find out what happens in the bedroom...
ehh.. Anon tried submitting this earlier and messed up so she really hopes this is in the right place now;; This is anon's first time replying to a kink request, so please don't hate her if it's not what you wanted..
So, uh, oreos have quite recently arrived in the UK (only the single stuffed ones) and have been really popular here, despite being UK's own version.
Author!Anons, I have this one request:
US walking in on UK, who is secretly stuffing his face with a hidden stash of oreos and root beer. xD Also, possibly, UK avidly denying he likes them, despite it being so painfully obvious. Sexings would be much appreciated, but anything goes. I just want to see this written! <3
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I think the google I did for "england oreos" to research for this fic qualifies as the weirdest word combo I've ever searched for. Some of Arthur's comments come from this article I found: http://abcnews.go.com/Business/FunMoney/Story?id=4872110 Alfred came clattering noisily into the large British house. He'd been knocking for a solid minute and Arthur hadn't answered, so he'd just let himself in. "Arthur!" he called out, his voice ringing though the hallways. "You home ( ... )
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The frozen look on Arthur's face was quickly pushed aside by another stormy glare at that. "Th-there's nothing wrong with it! You just don't go inviting yourself into other people's houses and demanding that they feed you, is all!"
"If there's nothing wrong with it, why can't I have some?" Alfred countered, not letting it go. He focused on the teacup, something suddenly clicking. "And why can't I smell it?"
Arthur pulled the cup close against him. Alfred stood up and leaned over, trying to peer inside it.
"It's fizzing... hey, is that root beer"Would you leave it alone?!" Arthur hissed, trying to scoot away from Alfred. Alfred tried to follow him, and the two got in a scuffling match, which came to an abrupt halt as Arthur shoved the younger man back into the suspicious cushion. The suspicious cushion which was definitely concealing something uncomfortable and currently jamming into Alfred's ( ... )
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I'm never gonna look at those things the same way again.
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Also, author!anon? Here, have my soul, future babies, Oreoscookies, undying love, etc. *offers*
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brb craving oreos
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Thank you so much. This is EXACTLY what I wanted! >o< Although I would love to find out what happens in the bedroom...
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This is anon's first time replying to a kink request, so please don't hate her if it's not what you wanted..
http://i102.photobucket.com/albums/m113/antipuppetkiller/fsdlgdslfjdsflk.jpg
It's supposed to be cream (on his tongue) but fail!anon can't draw cream for her life > A >;;
Anon hopes that OP!anon likes this~
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