Japan's breath is harsh, panting for a few minutes as he slumps over America, and America doesn't see the need to break the silence.
Then, mechanically, he pulls out of America, standing up straight and there is rustling that America assumes is Japan cleaning himself off and straightening his clothes. He does not want to look.
"The sun will win this war," Japan states calmly, as if the past five minutes haven't happened. The handcuffs are removed suddenly, and America slumps forward against the cot more than he already was. Mister Samsa returns to his hiding place under the cot as Japan strides out of the room, heels clacking in military precision.
The cell door swings shut, lock falling heavily in place, and the footsteps disappear completely.
America, ignoring his state of dress and the half-erection the slight arousal left him in, crawls into the cot and buries his face in his arms, allowing himself to cry softly because there isn't anything else to do here besides go crazy.
Yes, the sun will win the war, he will burn Japan with the secret he has been building over the past year, and then he will make sure Japan will never have reason to be burned again. Especially not by him. Icarus had learned that lesson, long ago.
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So I generally fail at non-con, and America was really quiet during the entire thing. D: I am sorry! I tried. >:
Sun In The East (6 -fin)
Japan's breath is harsh, panting for a few minutes as he slumps over America, and America doesn't see the need to break the silence.
Then, mechanically, he pulls out of America, standing up straight and there is rustling that America assumes is Japan cleaning himself off and straightening his clothes. He does not want to look.
"The sun will win this war," Japan states calmly, as if the past five minutes haven't happened. The handcuffs are removed suddenly, and America slumps forward against the cot more than he already was. Mister Samsa returns to his hiding place under the cot as Japan strides out of the room, heels clacking in military precision.
The cell door swings shut, lock falling heavily in place, and the footsteps disappear completely.
America, ignoring his state of dress and the half-erection the slight arousal left him in, crawls into the cot and buries his face in his arms, allowing himself to cry softly because there isn't anything else to do here besides go crazy.
Yes, the sun will win the war, he will burn Japan with the secret he has been building over the past year, and then he will make sure Japan will never have reason to be burned again. Especially not by him. Icarus had learned that lesson, long ago.
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So I generally fail at non-con, and America was really quiet during the entire thing. D: I am sorry! I tried. >: