In order to celebrate HETALIA'S anime adaptation. AXIS POWERS HETALIA KINK MEME
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Okay, let's make history and be more epic than these people, shall we?
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Alfred is ten when their father makes them watch documentaries-says they’re good for their education, says so because Papa never has time for his boys, for his petites lapins-and five months later their father returns from a business trip to Africa. He brings pictures from strange people, indigenous peoples, he says, and Matthew is a little afraid of a woman whose earlobes almost touch her shoulders. Papa runs his fingers through Matthew’s hair and Alfred wants to laugh at him but Alfred can’t stop staring at the sun sliding off the edge of the woman’s jewellery.
Alfred’s twelve when he decides he likes shiny things and thirteen when he jabs a needle through his ear but that doesn’t go well. He screams louder than he means to. Papa laughs when he sees the mess he’s made and twice as loud when he puts his hand under Alfred’s chin and tilts his head to the side.
“My boy,” Papa says, and Alfred dies with each chuckle, “left is right, and right is wrong and you are doing it absolutely wrong. Mon dieuTwo ( ... )
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this is lovely. awesome. the style. the interactions. mon dieu, indeed.
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recaptcha: gomorrah nbs. oh captcha you know you love some TV-appropriate sodomy 8D
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I think I know who you are just from your wording and... but, still. I. /dies
INCOHERENCY OVERLOAD
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I LOVE YOU /F5S LIKE MAD
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I can't even.
It's SO GOOD. I'll be F5ing. *intensestare*
( Captcha says you should "consider tokugawa" I'm not entirely sure what that means. :S )
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This hits so many levels of hotness I can't even begin to describe - you do it far better than I ever could.
This fill is delicious like Alfred's fantasies. *g*
I totally wish I knew who you were now, so I can stalk your fiction :3
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Loving this, and eagerly waiting for an update! ♥
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Alfred wants his arm to slide around Arthur, to spin Arthur round and hold him tight and fast, and Arthur arching into the touch, lowering his head to his chest, exposing his neck.
Alfred wants all that and more: Alfred wants his lips tracing the line of Arthur’s neck, down, down, down, to his nape and piercings there, breathing open-mouthed kisses into skin and studs, and Alfred wants Arthur’s tongue, wants it licking and pulling and sucking as Alfred taste the inside of his mouth.
His heart races, the tips of his fingers are wet and sweating, and Alfred’s not sure if that’s what Arthur wants as well-at least like that, like Alfred wants it, like Alfred needs it ( ... )
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Saturday morning, Papa’s baking bread and Alfred’s caught a migraine. Wonderful way to start your day, he thinks and groans.
A colourful series of curses inherently too British to be Papa’s, and Alfred’s eyes fly open just when the scent of freshly baked bread turns into something vile and dreadful.
It’s somewhere around noon when the door falls shut behind him. Papa’s standing in the hallway, clutching to a mug of coffee and gaping at Alfred like he’s seen a ghost. There are rings under Papa’s bloodshot eyes.
Papa looks like Alfred feels-more or less like hell, with a faint touch of hope and relief and happiness smothering around the edges of his face.
“For fuck’s-” Papa begins before cutting himself off and settling for, “Dieu! Alfred! Where have you been!” instead. Alfred almost laughs. It’s strangely cute, in a twisted sort of way, Papa staying up ( ... )
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Alfred’s guts must explode with something that is anticipation then because it’s no orgasm that’s coiling tighter inside him, soaring through his bones, making him shudder and shake and thrust.
Arthur got lovely piercings in all the right places, and they feel fantastic.
(And Arthur, Arthur all around him, that’s the loveliest thing of it all even before all of his piercings. Alfred’s heart skips a beat or two when Arthur’s lips slide over his cock and his tongue starts to suck and lick and pull and press like he’s never done anything else, and it’s stunning and brilliant and breathtaking, and orgasm crashes down like a wave.
“I love you,” Alfred breathes and Arthur swallowsArthur never says he ( ... )
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Then Arthur lowers his voice, whispers, “I want you to pierce my nipples, you pretty, pretty boy,” and that’s so much better-so much more than any Alfred, I love you too so fuck me nowThe bell’s ringing and Gilbert’s muttering under his breath and Arthur’s snarling back his insults before he drags his boots across the floor. When Alfred stops cleaning his needle, Arthur’s sprawled out on his chair like Alfred’s going to fuck him only Alfred isn’t. Alfred’s about to do something superior to sex and fucking ( ... )
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Gilbert raises his pint in a toast and grins. “Cheers, guys,” he says and drinks.
Cocking an eyebrow, Antonio turns to Francis and asks, “What happened? Did they spank Roderich again?” but Francis only sinks further into his arms.
Gilbert says, “Nah,” and slams the beer down on the table. “Sunshine’s pulled a little rebellion. Was about time, if you ask me.”
“Oh,” Antonio says, “that,” and smiles. He’s heard about it. Poor Francis.
Touching the back of Francis’ head, he offers, “My Lovino’s growing up, too,” at which Francis makes a sound like being punched in the stomach.
Gilbert’s laughter, when it comes, is high and cruel and endless.
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Tongue frenulum piercing (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tongue_frenulum_piercing) & Coffee, Cake & Kink (http://www.coffeecakeandkink.com/) - a café that closed down in 2008 ( ... )
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How did you give me the warm fuzzies with a piercing!kink story? XD
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