In order to celebrate HETALIA'S anime adaptation. AXIS POWERS HETALIA KINK MEME

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RussiaLietPol

[anonymous]

So... Russia catching and wathing LietPol then making Poland watch RussiaLiet XD my <3 and I would love you foreva

RussiaLietPol (1/?)

[anonymous]

Annnd, this is the anonymous author that just replied. I had to put this much up, as a pledge that I will do this fill. Hope I can do it justice, because what a great request. More will be coming. <3There had been a time when they did not hurry

Re: RussiaLietPol (1/?)

[anonymous]

wsdaiesirflkjdf

PLEASE TELL ME THERE IS MORE TO COME, ANON.

Re: RussiaLietPol (2/?)

[anonymous]

Slow anon is slow. Sorry! There will be more of this, though- thank you for being patient and putting up with me. ^^Liet was suddenly not certain that he would be able to fulfill Poland’s demands, because he could feel the tightening in his thighs already, feel the flush tingeing his cheeks as the thought occurred that he may well come just like this, shirt on and pants at his ankles, rubbing up against Poland like they had before they’d worked out the finer mechanics of sex. With the sight below him, however, it did not look as though the Pole would be far behind. His head was thrown back, wanton, hair a mess of pale gold in the dim light that drifted in under the door, eyes burning with a slow inner fire that made it impossible to keep from touching him- fingertips skirting along the line of a hip, the shell of a shoulder, the rise of a cheekbone

Re: RussiaLietPol (2/?)

[anonymous]

Russia...hand drill...

RUN! POLAND! RUN!

and Lithuania too!!!

Re: RussiaLietPol (2/?)

[anonymous]

Holy shit, anon.
You've just taken something absolutely delicious (ridiculously so. By about the third sentence in I had forgotten the request and was thoroughly enjoying some of the hottest foreplay I've read in a while) and turned it into something utterly creepy.

I eagerly await more, anon, because I think I have fallen deeply in love with your writing.

Re: RussiaLietPol (2/?)

[anonymous]

sakldja moar! D:

Re: RussiaLietPol (2/?)

[anonymous]

Oh holy shit this fic rocks!

LOL How nice, he made his own hole. -_-"

And your Russia makes me all shivery. Whooooooo

Re: RussiaLietPol (3/?)

[anonymous]

S-sorry, this is taking forever. Mostly because I feel awful for writing it. Poland. Liiiiet. ;_;It was a question that Lithuania had asked himself before- a question that he had spent many dark nights pondering the answer to, the sting of fresh wounds on his back throbbing the pulse of the words into his mind. How, he had wondered more times than he could properly recall, does one say no to Russia? And the answer, he had discovered, seemed to be that it could be done in any way at all- with chin drawn up rebelliously or words a half-hearted whisper- as long as the pain that was sure to come in consequence was worth the defiance

Re: RussiaLietPol (3/?)

[anonymous]

Oh gods. Youre writing just makes me melt. I love you, Anon.

Thank you for writing even though you feel bad for them. lol

Re: RussiaLietPol (3/?)

[anonymous]

This anon beseeches you to continue. This is, I believe, the part that we would say, "It's getting really good!!!"

Re: RussiaLietPol (4/?)

[anonymous]

It should not have surprised him that the man began to hum as he advanced on Poland, one broad hand unwinding the scarf perpetually snugged about his shoulders. The song was absent- distracted, even- but when the wiry blonde fought against the hold, struggled against the inexorable force bringing his hands behind his back, it did not falter. It was a song that Lithuania had heard before, most frequently at times that he would rather not recall, and it froze him where he stood now, killed the impulse to go to his lover’s side with the sudden, cutting realization that it ushered in

Re: RussiaLietPol (4/?)

[anonymous]

Arrrrrrrg! Anon!Writer, you are killing me slowly with this fic. This is too good to be given to us in such delicious trickles. Please, please have mercy on our souls and writer more. *Bows to tasty fic and mad-skillz anon*

Re: RussiaLietPol (4/?)

[anonymous]

*Sputters incoherantly* Ye gods... Your writing amazes and entrances me, anon.

Haha! Yeah, gag him, Russia. Poland talks too much.

Re: RussiaLietPol (4/?)

[anonymous]

MY HEART IS BREAKING FOR POLAND AND LITHUANIA BOTH, BUT I CAN'T. STOP. READING.

This is amazing, truly.

Re: RussiaLietPol (1/?)

[anonymous]

Fail anon!author is still failing at being timely. Sorry. ;_;

Lithuania did not have to wait for the instruction that followed; he knew it would come in the same way he knew that snow would fall in winter, and he braced himself for it. The line of his shoulders was rigid and vulnerable both at once, and Russia settled his hand atop the one nearest him, a gentle touch that spiked pain along the places where the drill had punctured skin.

“Go lie down, Lithuania.” There was nothing threatening in the tone. It was mild and pleasant, perhaps a touch childish in the inflection; it was not a voice that ought to stand the hairs along the back of his neck on end or set his hands, clenched into fists at waist-level, to trembling. But even the very first time he had received that particular command- years ago, ages ago- the effect had been the same, and Lithuania had believed then as he did now that the inflection made it all the worse