“Not this boss!” America exclaimed, cheeks turning beet red. “I’ve been trying to be good!”
Russia lay back on the bed, sickeningly sweet smile firmly in place. “Then I am sure he has heard the stories.”
“Just because he’s heard of them doesn’t make this better!” America felt her chest growing tight with embarrassment. Fuck, why do my emotions feel so much more…heightened in this body?
Russia curled an arm around her waist and pulled her down, flush against his barrel-chest. “Shhh~” His fingers grazed over her spine. “Now we have even more time to make up for the long absence.”
…Guess I might as well relax. I’ll probably get lectured and have my vacation docked after this but… America curled around Russia, pressing her chest against him. …It’s nice to just lay here with him.
Russia sighed in contentment, reached for a pillow and stuffed it under his neck, punching it once, twice before relaxing in satisfaction. America pressed her head to the crook of his shoulder, right arm and leg flung around him. The two simply lay in silence for a long while, breathing and enjoying the rare moment of relaxation they were able to steal.
“But…” Russia started, and with a shifting of his arm, leaned his head down to America’s. “This means we have more time.”
America’s eyes widened as her cheeks turned scarlet. “Uh…I dunno if I could…um…”
“I seem to remember you pleading for me to use the double dildo on you?”
“But that was when I was a guy!” America jerked away in embarrassment, sitting up to meet Russia’s half-lidded stare. “We couldn’t- um…”
Lavender eyes darkening to a lusty violet, Russia sat up and leaned forward, coming in close to America’s face.
“After six months, this little session was not nearly enough.”
America gaped at him, cheeks darkening in surprise. Russia smirked and leaned forward even further, pressing his lips to the shell of her ear.
“One end would go in you, and the other in me.” His breath caressed her skin, brushing through her wavy, shoulder length hair. “Say yes, America.”
America shivered in anticipation, gooseflesh spreading over her bare skin.
“…Yes.”
(end)
x’D I hope you guys liked this…really weird fic. It was honestly just an excuse to write smut (with an attempt to throw plot in there…somewhere), so…I hope you all liked it?? I know I had fun writing it xD I would not be against writing an additional epilogue/sequel that shows the naughty, naughty details of what russia wants to do with america..um..yeah
Better Living With Alien Ray Guns (5c/5)
“Not this boss!” America exclaimed, cheeks turning beet red. “I’ve been trying to be good!”
Russia lay back on the bed, sickeningly sweet smile firmly in place. “Then I am sure he has heard the stories.”
“Just because he’s heard of them doesn’t make this better!” America felt her chest growing tight with embarrassment. Fuck, why do my emotions feel so much more…heightened in this body?
Russia curled an arm around her waist and pulled her down, flush against his barrel-chest. “Shhh~” His fingers grazed over her spine. “Now we have even more time to make up for the long absence.”
…Guess I might as well relax. I’ll probably get lectured and have my vacation docked after this but… America curled around Russia, pressing her chest against him. …It’s nice to just lay here with him.
Russia sighed in contentment, reached for a pillow and stuffed it under his neck, punching it once, twice before relaxing in satisfaction. America pressed her head to the crook of his shoulder, right arm and leg flung around him. The two simply lay in silence for a long while, breathing and enjoying the rare moment of relaxation they were able to steal.
“But…” Russia started, and with a shifting of his arm, leaned his head down to America’s. “This means we have more time.”
America’s eyes widened as her cheeks turned scarlet. “Uh…I dunno if I could…um…”
“I seem to remember you pleading for me to use the double dildo on you?”
“But that was when I was a guy!” America jerked away in embarrassment, sitting up to meet Russia’s half-lidded stare. “We couldn’t- um…”
Lavender eyes darkening to a lusty violet, Russia sat up and leaned forward, coming in close to America’s face.
“After six months, this little session was not nearly enough.”
America gaped at him, cheeks darkening in surprise. Russia smirked and leaned forward even further, pressing his lips to the shell of her ear.
“One end would go in you, and the other in me.” His breath caressed her skin, brushing through her wavy, shoulder length hair. “Say yes, America.”
America shivered in anticipation, gooseflesh spreading over her bare skin.
“…Yes.”
(end)
x’D I hope you guys liked this…really weird fic. It was honestly just an excuse to write smut (with an attempt to throw plot in there…somewhere), so…I hope you all liked it?? I know I had fun writing it xD
I would not be against writing an additional epilogue/sequel that shows the naughty, naughty details of what russia wants to do with america..um..yeah