hetalia_kink | Past Part Fills Part 2 -- CLOSED

America glanced meaningfully out of the corner of his eye at England for the umpteenth time that meeting and waggled his brows suggestively when the irritable nation turned to hiss “stop it” at him. Not deterred, America reached under the table and squeezed England’s thigh, only to have his hand slapped away for his trouble. He jutted out his lip in what he knew was an adorable pout, but England didn’t even bat an eye and merely grunted noncommittally. Thus, America decided to settle for holding England’s hand, but even that privilege was denied when England yanked his hand away and folded them mercilessly in his lap. America stared dejectedly down at his notes and ignored whatever Japan was saying about the supposed top issues.

After all, what did he care about global warming when there was the much more pressing issue of convincing his lover to make their relationship public?

And why not? They had confessed to their love months before, only to spend the time after sneaking around and acting nonchalant later. America had been ready to announce to the world that England was his and only his, so hands off, but England had other plans. When confronted about it, England had refused to mention just why he wasn’t ready to tell the world that he loved America, and either changed the subject or shut America’s mouth up with his.

The meeting adjourned and America dashed out to wait in the hallway, or more specifically to wait for England, who he grabbed and shoved into the nearest closet, immediately crushing his mouth to the island nation’s.

“Ameri-mm,” England hummed, any questions or protests dissolving into the kiss he pressed eagerly back against America’s demanding lips, his hands tangling in wheat golden locks and pulling closer.

“England,” America panted, getting only a groan in reply, and moved his ministrations from England’s mouth down to his neck and worked his way up to kiss at England’s eyelids. “Why don’t you want to tell everyone that we’re together?”

England, panting and flushed, stared at America with half-lidded eyes. “The bloody hell’s with the eyelid kissing?”

England was changing the subject again, but America decided to play along and shrugged. “It’s romantic,” he said simply and did it again.

The older nation snorted. “You? Romantic?”

“Damn straight,” America said with a smirk, and resumed his exploration of England’s face and neck. “It’s the Hollywood in me.”

“Ha! Bloody Holly--ah. Hollywood. You and your ghastly movies--oh yes, right there!” England gasped as America hit a particularly sensitive spot on his neck.

“You know you love it,” the younger nation murmured against England’s throat and decided to take his exploration down south with his hands, the moan he earned music to his ears.

“I never…said anything of the sort,” England managed to say between gasping breaths and started tugging off America’s tie. “Pants off. Now.”

America was all too happy to comply.

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Not that he minded random sex in storage closets, especially since England was hot when he was needy, but he hadn’t been lying when he said he could be romantic. It really was the Hollywood in him that enjoyed corny love stories and wanted a happily ever after with his true love. He knew England was his true love, but he couldn’t have his happily ever after if he had to keep that love a secret from his boss and fellow nations. He wanted to be able to hold England’s hand in front of others and kiss him more often than just when they were behind closed doors.

He wanted England to be as proud of their relationship as he was, but he had the sneaking suspicion that that was just the problem. England was ashamed of him and their relationship, and didn’t want to confess that he was in love with such a bumbling idiot.

That Hollywood need for a happy ending was striking with a vengeance inside him, and America thought he would change whatever bothered England about him to make him happy and proud of him. He had to do it, he needed to do it.

And so he showed up uninvited on England’s doorstep one day, England rolling his eyes and inviting him in anyway, with intentions of finding out what the other nation would prefer to be different about him.

America stared down at the tea England had offered him and wrinkled his nose in disgust, putting the cup directly on the table. England gave him a dirty look and put the cup delicately on its saucer. America made casual conversation for awhile before he dove into his plan.

“So…Iggy? Say you had the chance to change anything about me…what would you change?” America asked as nonchalantly as possible while he built a tower out of England’s scones.

England lowered his teacup and raised a large, suspicious eyebrow. “And why would you ask such a thing?”

America shrugged and beamed innocently. “No reason! Just curious, is all.”

England put the cup and saucer down next to him and straightened his tie. He was smiling that dangerous smirk that usually preceded him doing wonderful, if dirty things to America, but the young nation knew that this time that smile was dangerous in a completely different way. He swallowed as his stomach did nervous somersaults.

“Well, if you must know…” England began.

First let me just say that I love that you've made a connection between America and Hollywood.

Second, I can see this being a wonderful fill and I will now be stalking it. 8D

Dear God, why are there so many wonderful US/UK fills going on right now? Not that I'm complaining; not at all! :D I'll just be adding this one to my list of fills to stalk.

MORE!!!!!!!! I have to say, I raised an eyebrow at how cheesy the prompt was (sorry op D:) but... goodlord you're doing amazing, addictive things here!!!! In short, need more now.

LOL...that's okay I was going for the cheese value there are so many ultra serious USUK prompts/fics out there I wanted something shmoopy and ultra-Hollywoodish.

as a fan of gushy sappy cavity-enducing fluffy romanticism, this!anon approves wholeheartedly of op's cheesy prompt <3

*squees*

OMG...this came as such a complete and lovely surprise and it's so completely wonderfully written and a mulit-parter so added bonuses! Love that you mentioned Hollywood, love how much America wants to sing it from the mountain tops that England is his, love that England is so aggressive sexually (I hate it when he's written as all shy and blushy...meh) and just...yeah I loved it all!

Can't wait to see where this is going, thank you!

This fill deserves my stalkage!! > w<b I need more, anon. Please provide? <3 I would soo love it if England made America speak the "Queen's English". reCAPRCHA said: "bonlamin sherlock" (Also, make America think like Sherlock too!)

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