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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...
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Re: It Had To Be You, England/France [Part 3b/?]
(Anonymous) 2010-12-29 06:08 pm (UTC)(link)“How was the trip?”
“Oh, tiring, boring.” Francis gives him a small smile and Arthur ducks his head.
“Come into the kitchen, I’ll make you some tea.”
Francis follows the other nation and sits on the unoccupied side of the kitchen table. Arthur moves around making more tea and getting out some chocolate digestives even though he knows Francis can’t stand them. However they’re the only food he has in the flat at the moment. He sets the cup in front of the Francis and the biscuits on the table, then sits and picks up his now only slightly warm cup of tea. Francis smiles faintly again and picks up his cup taking a sip and Arthur distracts himself staring at Francis’ thin wrists. They look pale and fragile against the dark expensive cloth of the other nation’s shirt. Suddenly Arthur wants to run his thumb against the inside of one of those wrists and feel Francis pulse under his fingers.
“I’m not planning on eating you alive, you know.” Francis says and Arthur tares his eyes away from Francis’ wrists and hands, setting his cup back down on the saucer with a clatter.
“What?”
“You keep acting like you expect me to sprout fangs and tare you throat out.” Francis takes another sip of tea. “Trust me, if I had known this would all be so upsetting for you I would have never suggested we deviate from our stander routines in anyway.”
Arthur frowns across the table and watches Francis watch him while trying to appear not to. He wishes he could read the other nation as well as Francis seems to be able to read him.
“I don’t regret it.” Arthur rubs one hand across his forehead and frantically searches for the words he needs to make Francis understand this. “It should have happened a long time ago in fact. You being, well, you I know the same old things aren’t going to hold your interest forever and . . .”
“Non” Francis looks up sharply “Arthur that’s not-”
“But I was afraid.” Arthur continues because with this if he stops he won’t be able to start again he’s sure. “I know you’ve been through a lot and so I though, best to let you make the decisions that way no one gets hurt and I’ve love it.” His arms are crossed so tightly at this point he’s started to loose feeling in his fingers and his elbows are cramping up. “I mean you are bloody good at what you do” perfect really, but he’d never say that, “but I kept having these images, well daydreams really, so when you asked the other night what I’d like to try, it was the first thing that sprang to mind.”
Re: It Had To Be You, England/France [Part 3c/?]
(Anonymous) 2010-12-29 06:09 pm (UTC)(link)Just like that about half of the tension that’s been twisting Arthur’s spine into knots evaporates. Francis stands and moves around the table taking one of Arthur’s clenched hands in his. “Why don’t we discuss this someplace more comfortable, perhaps in the living room?”
He tugs gently on his captured hand Arthur lets himself be pulled up, out of the chair and into the next room. Francis folds himself gracefully onto the settee then tugs at Arthur’s hand again until Arthur settles besides him. There is only about second of time before Francis is reaching out for him, and wrapping his arm around the other man’s shoulders. The other hand settles on Arthur’s leg just above the knee rubbing little circles against the corduroy of his trousers.
Francis kisses his ear, “relax,” he says softly in that tone of voice that’s been making Arthur’s insides turn to molten gold since the sixteenth century. “We are going to have a talk, and you are going to explain in more detail about this desire of yours” Francis practically purrs the words and Arthur begins to feel a little warm around the collar. “Then we are going to have a little argument about where to call out for food, which I will let you win, being a kind and enlightened individual. Then perhaps we will talk some more.” The wayward hand inches about a centimeter higher on Arthur’s leg, “then we will go to bed.” Francis kisses the other nation’s cheek. “I have had a long day after all.”
Arthur shifts next to Francis and coughs a little uncomfortably, “well alright then.”
Re: It Had To Be You, England/France [Part 3d/?]
(Anonymous) 2010-12-29 06:11 pm (UTC)(link)“In that delightful story you wrote about me wearing a cage that kept me from coming or even becoming erect.” Francis kisses the top of the other nations ear again. Arthur closes his eyes seeing the image that instantly appears in his mind; Francis turned on and wanting but unable to become fully hard. He shivers and feels Francis’ fingers play with hem of his jumper. “You wrote about me wearing it for days,” Francis says softly voice gone deep, “at my office, and at meetings.” He bites lightly at Arthur’s neck, “now tell me.” Francis’ voice is still low, still sensual but there’s a calculating edge to it now. “Do you want to dominate me Arthur? Do you want watch me suffer, unable to come until you give me that pleasure? Or do you want to earn it, earn the right see me hard for you, be able to touch and suck me cock, hmm?”
Arthur clutches at his scattered wits and licks very, very dry lips. “A little of both I think.” He takes a deep breath, he can do this, “want to watch you at world meetings and know what your wearing underneath your clothes, know it’s because of me, I want to . . .” he trails off and then rallies himself again, “I want to want you so badly, want to come again and again not be allowed to have you inside me, want you to want to be inside me so badly and not be allowed.” He trails off feeling like he’s just run a marathon and notes that Francis’ hands have stopped moving and petting across his arms and body. Arthur looks up to see Francis’ eyes dark with lust watching him thoughtfully.
“Yes,” Francis finally says, “yes I think I would like that too.”
Re: It Had To Be You, England/France [Part 3 Notes]
(Anonymous) 2010-12-29 06:15 pm (UTC)(link)~ thank you anons for all of your wonderful comments and thank you OP for saying such great things about this.
~sorry this was so long in coming you guys. Grad school stuff happened and then Holiday stuff happened.
~ I wish I had a beta reader so all of you wouldn't have to put up with my editing.
~communication is good, just France and England happen to be incredibly bad at it.
~hopefully where I'm going with this is what OP wanted.
~the next update will be soon I promise.
Re: It Had To Be You, England/France [Part 3 Notes]
(Anonymous) 2010-12-29 08:43 pm (UTC)(link)I love your charcterization, both individual and as a pairing, the little details you put, like Francis' dislike for the biscuits and Arthur's fixation on his wrists there. Their conversation reads believable and grown-up, for lack of a better wordXD. I've recently discovered that I have a huge kink for fics where the characters discuss and talk about sex, limits and set up, before getting to it, and this presses all my buttons, author anon <3
I love the calm and subtle ways in which you showed us Arthur's tendency to close up, and how terribly difficult is opening up for him, and Francis' contrasting nature to calm through touch, and better footing in this stage. You can practically taste the history and issues between them.
This is going to be wonderful, and I hope you have much more planned, author anon!
Re: It Had To Be You, England/France [Part 3 Notes]
(Anonymous) 2010-12-30 01:06 am (UTC)(link)“It should have happened a long time ago in fact. You being, well, you I know the same old things aren’t going to hold your interest forever and . . .”
.... BAWW, Arthur, your insecurities are showing! *doesn't know whether to hug him or slap him* (*cough* I hope he'll get over it, though, once they get on with the plan.)
I really like the random wrist-thing. Wtf that's just so... I don't even know. Enticing?
“Then we are going to have a little argument about where to call out for food, which I will let you win, being a kind and enlightened individual."
Oh Francis. xD♥
I think you have some problems with spelling, btw. Mostly the basic then/than confusion. I don't really mind much except er... what's "stander"? Standard? I'm guessing it's standard. Unless it's some word I don't know (which is possible, I suppose.)
About taking long, I really have no place to complain... *is a far slower updater herself* I think what's most bothering me is that while I love reading about them talking about it and clumsily communicating, on the other hand I'm just so impatient and want to see them do it already. xD; (Also, I guess a part of my impatience is because I'm paranoid and I'm afraid you'll get bored with this fill and not finish it or something. orz Sorry for being so mistrustful when you haven't shown any signs of wanting to abandon this or anything.)
Oh and btw, I seriously didn't expect to get such a deep fill. I really just thought I'd get some shameless smut (which would have been totally cool too, though xD). But yesss, I do very much think you're on the right track, authoranon. I'm just amazed that my rather simple request got such a deep response.