Hetalia kink meme (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
hetalia_kink) wrote2012-06-03 02:47 pm
hetalia_kink) wrote2012-06-03 02:47 pm
Hetalia Kink meme part 15
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hetalia kink meme
part 15
hetalia kink meme
part 15
Ahh yeah that is the super duper delayed Christmas reveal for 2009 LOL...just found the time to finish it now...
clean wallpaper version HERE
clean wallpaper version HERE
Germany/Any female nation
(Anonymous) 2010-10-16 03:36 am (UTC)(link)I'd especially like to see Belarus, Hungary or Liechtenstein. Canon females are preferred, but if you really really really want to genderbend someone, please no N. Italy or Prussia.
Smut is appreciated, but it's up to anon.
Tease me again, love(1/1)
(Anonymous) 2010-10-31 04:00 am (UTC)(link)***
I've always wanted to be more than just mere trading partners. I've tried to ask you out on a date, but you thought I was here on official business.
You have no idea how your leg teases me as it peeks out from the slit of your traditional dress. Let alone with your hair, in which I've always wanted to run my fingers in it, feeling the smoothness with a smell of sandalwood and spices from your country. But I've always wondered was hidden behind your face that was always strict like mines, and maybe there was something more behind your cheerful personality.
"Ludwig-aru?"
I snapped out of my thoughts to see you, obviously wanted to discuss about my investment to your economy.
"Hmm?"
"Did you pay attention aru?"
"I did."
"To what aru?"
After that much awkward silence, you smirked.
"I knew it. Well then, I need to go aru, shall I explain another time aru?"
I bit my lip. I stood up and kissed you. You were shocked, but then you somehow responded. As you broke away, I noticed your lips curled up into a smile.
"Didn't know you were so straightforward aru."
"Is that a yes or no?"
"Take a guess, aru."
You walked out, and I find myself chasing after you, only wanting to be teased again.
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Re: Tease me again, love(1/1)
(Anonymous) 2010-11-15 05:14 am (UTC)(link)Love Game [1/1]
(Anonymous) 2010-11-07 05:50 am (UTC)(link)Germany/Belarus, because I loooove Muscular Knife~!
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He throws her onto the bed, reaching out and grabbing her leg as she tries to dart away and dragging her back. The dress she has on is form-fitting and clings to her slim waist, tracing the dramatic flare of her hips and stopping just above her knees; creamy white legs, bare because of the heat, seem to stretch on forever, finally ending with four-inch black stilettos that he's sure could kill him if aimed proper.
But he pins her wrists with one hand before stretching down and hooking his fingers on the shoes, tearing them off and throwing them across the room. They land with a clacking sound in the corner.
While he's preoccupied, she jumps and shimmies away. Platinum hair, long fallen out of a once-neat bun, cascades down her back, and the dress is too constricting for her to get far in the few moments it takes him to loosen his tie. Then he wraps his hand around her ankle and yanks her hard enough for her to mewl, digging her palms into the heavy bedcovers.
He flips her over and climbs on top, hovering with his knees pushing her legs apart. There's a soft sound of stretching silk, and she gasps in pain at the constriction; but her hands reach up and bat at his shoulders, trying to shove him off. He's much heavier than her and she's not strong enough. Agility doesn't match brute force.
A smirk spreads on her face as he presses his lips to her jugular, nipping and kissing the pale flesh as he works down to the neckline on her dress. Large calloused hands rub the skin on her thighs, warm and sending shivers coursing through her body.
She moans breathlessly and pulls his face up, mashing their lips together hard enough to bruise. Forcing his tongue into her mouth, he maps out the warm cavern; her hands reach up like pale spiders and she gets to work on his suit, yanking at the collar and loosened tie. In return, he slips his hands up her thighs to tug at her underwear, pulling the black lace off. She lifts her legs and he throws the lace across the room, pushing the hem of her dress up over her hips.
Nimble fingers tug at the zip on his black slacks and she slips her hands inside, rubbing her palms against his erection and easing it out of his pants. He hikes her thighs up and she crosses her ankles around his waist, arching as he slides into her.
For a while, the only sounds in the room are panting, soft gasps, and the creaking of the bed. The headboard slaps against the wall sometimes, but the music downstairs drowns out the thumping.
"G-Germany," she grinds out, pressed flush against him. Sweat rolls off his forehead and his eyes, determined and icy as ever, bore into her own. Then Belarus cries out, walls clenching around him and her legs tightening painfully, driving him in deeper.
It's only a few more moments before he groans and comes inside her, muscles tensing. He pulls out with a trail of white, and she hisses in discomfort as she sits up.
"I really liked that dress," she sighed as he fetched her panties. "I won't be able to mend it, you know. At least you didn't completely destroy it this time."
He leaves without a word. Ten minutes later, she's cleaned up and fixed her makeup, and slinks downstairs, looking elegant and gorgeous as she bids the others goodnight.
His eyes follow her all the way out, and she doesn't allow her pleased smile until she's climbed into a cab.
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L'hoho, fail fill and ending. Hope you liked the smut, at least :'D
Re: Love Game [1/1]
(Anonymous) 2010-11-07 06:19 am (UTC)(link)Totally hot, anon.
Re: Love Game [1/1]
(Anonymous) 2010-11-10 03:57 pm (UTC)(link)Re: Love Game [1/1]