This is so much more than I was ever expecting. I was gonna write this myself before I put out the prompt, but now I'm glad I didn't, since this is o far and above anything I could ever dream up with these two. You have just made me ship my already!OTP that much more. :>
Brushing the nipple again granted him another soft moan.
Running his tongue along the delicate line of China’s jaw drew a breathy gasp.
Impatiently tearing apart China’s Mao suit brought an indignant, slurred, “Ai -!”
But that was easily cut off by slipping a hand into China’s pants, curling long fingers around the smaller man’s rigid erection - China made a lovely noise then, a mix between a gasp, a groan, a whimper and a squeak. Russia was just congratulating himself on success when whatever thought process he had been entertaining was interrupted by a lapful of fervent China who was rubbing against him in the most distracting manner, grinding a pert bottom against Russia’s straining cock.
The position was almost too awkward; China was pushing just a bit too hard but - Боже мой’ - his mouth was on Russia’s again, he tasted of moonshine and vodka and in between kisses, he was murmuring broken phrases in Mandarin, punctuating them with eager little rolls of his slender hips
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Re: M O O N 3/?
anonymous
April 22 2009, 09:04:47 UTC
You have such a way with language, anon! It's poetic without being purple-prose. And drunk!China is precious. Poor thing's gonna have hell to pay in the morning and Russia will have to deal with it
Re: M O O N 3/?
anonymous
April 23 2009, 09:54:26 UTC
MOAR PLZ.
Anon i love you, your desciptions are so vivid and you can express your ideas sooo well. I adore this fic, please update soon i cant wait! Youre amazing!
Re: M O O N 4/5
anonymous
April 26 2009, 04:33:01 UTC
It was awkward, it was painful - Russia was big and China was tight; Russia was impatient and China, for all he arched eagerly towards him (and what a sight - Russia could feel the singeing of his eyeballs, the singing of his heart), mewled with pain as Russia moved against him. That wasn’t a noise that Russia wanted, but he remembered it anyway, the sickly blue-bruise and white-bone noise that threatened to fade into the black night surrounding their joined bodies. Big hands ghosted over China’s skin, steadied him, but Russia did not stop, just pressed kisses and promises against the smaller man in a voice that fell like cool rain against the burn of the intrusion.
- but oh god it hurt, just like it hurt before when opium could not dull it - no - no - all wrong - China shifted, felt Russia whisper something that sounded like, “О своей любви я готов слагать легенды,” felt him rock against him gently, more slowly than before; China whined as Russia nudged against something, fingers digging into the earth as pleasure, sudden and
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I will now associate that with China forever.
I liked this a lot, I can't wait for more.
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THAT YOU ARE MY HERO?
This is so much more than I was ever expecting. I was gonna write this myself before I put out the prompt, but now I'm glad I didn't, since this is o far and above anything I could ever dream up with these two. You have just made me ship my already!OTP that much more. :>
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Running his tongue along the delicate line of China’s jaw drew a breathy gasp.
Impatiently tearing apart China’s Mao suit brought an indignant, slurred, “Ai -!”
But that was easily cut off by slipping a hand into China’s pants, curling long fingers around the smaller man’s rigid erection - China made a lovely noise then, a mix between a gasp, a groan, a whimper and a squeak. Russia was just congratulating himself on success when whatever thought process he had been entertaining was interrupted by a lapful of fervent China who was rubbing against him in the most distracting manner, grinding a pert bottom against Russia’s straining cock.
The position was almost too awkward; China was pushing just a bit too hard but - Боже мой’ - his mouth was on Russia’s again, he tasted of moonshine and vodka and in between kisses, he was murmuring broken phrases in Mandarin, punctuating them with eager little rolls of his slender hips ( ... )
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Anon i love you, your desciptions are so vivid and you can express your ideas sooo well. I adore this fic, please update soon i cant wait! Youre amazing!
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"Fuck. Now."
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BEST LINES EVER I mean it.
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- but oh god it hurt, just like it hurt before when opium could not dull it - no - no - all wrong - China shifted, felt Russia whisper something that sounded like, “О своей любви я готов слагать легенды,” felt him rock against him gently, more slowly than before; China whined as Russia nudged against something, fingers digging into the earth as pleasure, sudden and ( ... )
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lol Russia's mother
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