Russia x America
anonymous
May 18 2009, 19:58:38 UTC
Would love to see something that starts off as placid!Russia and America having totally great, sweet, tender sex. But then something sets crazy!Russia off and it turns into brutal non-con that America simply can't escape from. Bonus points for gunplay and gagging.
So Very Sorry [2/?]
anonymous
May 20 2009, 01:32:44 UTC
"I'm going to enter, da?" Russia warned America but the other man did not need telling twice; he pushed his hips against Russia's and prompted the other to initiate the lovemaking. Slowly, Russia's cock head pressed into America with a small grunt. The American hissed in slight discomfort and pleasure from being stretched, but rocked against Russia's hips all the same. With one hand bracing America's thighs and one hand on his weeping erection, Russia pushed forward slowly with light pants. Instantly, America writhed against his hold; the cock inside him filled him entirely and rubbed against his prostate no matter what happened. At the same time, the sensitive spot beneath his cock head was stimulated gingerly by Russia's thumb
( ... )
So Very Sorry [3/?]
anonymous
May 20 2009, 01:35:58 UTC
"You are terrified, da? Terrified of me, da? I am a monster, da?" Russia hissed spitefully. His nails tore into his neck and America watched as blood trailed down his neck to his chest until its pace slowed to a stop on the bed. Trembling, America attempted to shake his head but the scarf constricted around his neck so that he couldn't move. His nostrils flared wildly as he struggled to breathe, making muffled cries of what was supposed to be, "Never!"
"No answer? So mean~" Without warning, Russia aimed the gun at America's hands and shot. America screamed, splinters flying into his face as a piece of the wooden headboard exploded above his face. His wrists seared with a burning pain and he let out another strangled cry as Russia pressed the hot gun barrel to a small, naked spot on his neck. The skin turned red immediately and America felt tears well up in his eyes from rage and pain.
"This is what those filthy существа did to me. When I was a little child..." Malice dripped from Russia's words and he aimed the gun at America's hips
( ... )
So Very Sorry [4/5]
anonymous
May 20 2009, 01:38:26 UTC
"You son of a fucking bitch!" he cried hoarsely, but regretted it immediately. Russia smiled cheerfully as he thrusted his length full on with such a force that America felt all air leave his lungs. There was a strangled screech and Russia thrusted forward again, forcing America into something like the fetal position in the air as Russia moved up onto his knees. Those calloused hands held America's thighs open as he pushed his long member into the now bleeding entrance, making sickening sounds as stray droplets stained the mattress
( ... )
So Very Sorry [5/5]
anonymous
May 20 2009, 01:42:49 UTC
That was the last time Russia ever visited America's house. And it was their last night together. From that day on, neither man looked directly into each others eyes when they were close together. But Russia noticed how America wore higher collars, how his lips always twitched angrily when he neared him, and how his hands lingered on England in that way. And America noticed that new scarf Russia wore at the next meeting with a head dress, broken nose, broken arm, and the darker bags under his dead eyes
( ... )
Re: So Very Sorry [5/5]
anonymous
November 24 2012, 04:12:12 UTC
I make sure to re-read this every once and awhile because it is so painfully beautiful. I know it's unhelpful, but I can't even fit into words what makes this so great: because it's basically -everything-. (Especially the ending, where America imagines the good times and Russia is haunted by the bad.)
This is incredible, author, and thank you for writing it!
Don't look at me like that. :|
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"No answer? So mean~" Without warning, Russia aimed the gun at America's hands and shot. America screamed, splinters flying into his face as a piece of the wooden headboard exploded above his face. His wrists seared with a burning pain and he let out another strangled cry as Russia pressed the hot gun barrel to a small, naked spot on his neck. The skin turned red immediately and America felt tears well up in his eyes from rage and pain.
"This is what those filthy существа did to me. When I was a little child..." Malice dripped from Russia's words and he aimed the gun at America's hips ( ... )
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That ending left a bad taste in my mouth, but this was definitely hot~
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You did great, anon.
So great.
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I LOVE YOU ANON. That was so...so...fucking brutal and sad and aiskjhdfgjdhguhjgkjdgh. *A*
THANK YOU SO MUCH!
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I know it's unhelpful, but I can't even fit into words what makes this so great: because it's basically -everything-. (Especially the ending, where America imagines the good times and Russia is haunted by the bad.)
This is incredible, author, and thank you for writing it!
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