America wants engage in BDSM with Lithuania as his sub, but is too scared to ask in fear of bringing up bad memories that he had with Russia. How Lithuania decides is up to the author! I would prefer it if human names were used, but country names are fine too.
Bonus (if there is smut): Crossdressing from either America, Lithuania, or both.
America flinched at the gasp that cut off Lithuania's question. Unable to turn around and look at his lover, his eyes stayed focused on the computer screen. America heard him cautiously step into the room and felt his shaky hand rest on his shoulder.
"What are you doing?" Lithuania's voice was barely audible. America did not have to see his face to know his eyes were fixed on the screen, his grip on America's shoulder tightening at one (or more) of the images.
"It's...nothing." America tried to close the page, but Lithuania stopped him.
"No, don't." He motioned for America to scoot the chair back, surprising him by sitting in his lap and laying his head on his shoulder. America was always careful with physical contact because he didn't want to trigger any bad memories; he usually let Lithuania make the first move. "Do you...like this kind of stuff?" His eyes flickered to the screen before looking up at his lover.
"Yeah, but..."
"You want to do...this kind of stuff?" Lithuania asked tentatively, trailing a hand down America's chest to rest on his waist. "With me?" He added quietly.
"Well, I -"
"How long have you been looking at this kind of stuff?" America noted how Lithuania avoided using the word "bondage."
"A...few months." He mumbled, eyes watering in shame.
Lithuania sighed, lifting his head. "Why didn't you say anything?"
"Because...because of you...and Russia...and -" America cut himself off, not able to find the right words. "I don't...wanna...Russia and -" He gave up.
"What Russia did to me," Lithuania reached up to brush away a stray tear, "has absolutely nothing to do with you." He pressed his lips to America's. "Nothing." He insisted as he put his head back onto his lover's shoulder.
"I love you so much." America mumbled into soft auburn hair as he wrapped an arm around Lithuania's waist.
"I love you, too, America." Lithuania placed his hand on America's other shoulder. "So, are you interested in doing...this kind of stuff?" The blond pulled him closer when he heard the fear in his tone. But he also sensed curiosity.
"I like 'this kind of stuff,' yes, but I don't you to do anything you don't want do." America insisted. "You're not putting yourself in an uncomfortable situation just to please me. I won't let you. The sex we have now is enough."
"What if I wanted to?" Lithuania countered. "You're America, not Russia. You're not going to hurt me or force me or anything." He soothed him with a kiss on his jaw. "I trust you."
"I know." America sighed, gaze drifting to the computer screen. "Are you really okay with this? Really?" The last thing he wanted to do was add to the damage that Russia had already inflicted; he actually cared about his beloved Lithuania.
"I'm okay...with some things..." Lithuania said absentmindedly as his eyes scanned the webpage America had been perusing. Bondage. "What...were you looking at specifically?"
"A few things..." America leaned forward, one arm still holding Lithuania against him, to grab the mouse and scroll down. "How about a blindfold?" He opened up a new page, leopard printed satin loading on the screen. It resembled a sleep mask.
"Okay." Lithuania said confidently. His eyes were closed during most of their trysts anyway.
"Good." America clicked another link to add the blindfold to his shopping cart. "Hmm, let's see...How do you feel about a gag?"
"A…gag?" He couldn't keep the hesitation out of his voice.
"How about this," America explained, clicks returning to the main page, "we won't get anything right now, but we can try it with my tie - it's nice and soft - and I'll make it really loose and everything and we'll see how that goes, deal?"
"Yes." Lithuania sighed in relief. He had nearly forgotten that sex could be consensual, both parties having a choice in anything that happened. When he thought of Russia's force, he loved America and his gentleness even more.
America had found another product. "What's your feeling on restraints?"
Lithuania felt his throat close. "Umm, well...I..." He breathed harder to prevent memories of whips and chains from invading his thoughts. He began to tremble and tear up when his mind brought him back to the last time; he had left Lithuania bound to the bed for days, no food or water, only visiting to...
"Shh, shh, it's okay, babe." America cooed, rubbing his back comfortingly. "Don't be afraid of telling me no. I'm not going to push."
"But -"
"No buts. If you're scared, we're not trying it." America asserted, eyes back on the screen to find something else. "How about a swing?"
"...a swing?" Lithuania was genuinely interested.
"This." America loaded another page, gesturing for Lithuania to look. "See, it hangs like this. It’s kinda like a harness. It supports your thighs right there, your back right there, and you can hold onto it up there, or...you can hold onto me." Lithuania giggled at his lover's overly flirtatious nature. "There's no restraining unless you count the loops your legs go in, but you won't be tied down or anything."
"Yeah..." Lithuania agreed, experiencing a rush of excitement at the prospect of being suspended in the air but being able to cling to America at the same time. They had tried wall sex before, but America's endurance was drastically diminished when he was holding up the weight of another body and Lithuania’s back couldn’t deal with that much friction. "I think it looks like...fun."
"Awesome, babe." The swing was added to the cart. "There's one more thing I wanted to look at." A few more clicks brought him to the right page.
"That's a feather duster."
"A feather teaser, Lithuania." America corrected. "You don't clean with this one. You tease." He grinned. "Are you ticklish, my love?"
"Um...." He knew he wouldn't be able to fool America when the nervousness was so apparent.
"Of course you are!" America laughed as his fingers ventured under Lithuania's shirt to glide across his hip, eliciting a squeak from the brunet. He added the teaser to the cart and clicked to checkout. "Everything look good?" America wanted to make sure Lithuania wanted this as much as he did. Are you fine with everything?
"Yes." He reached up to lay his hand on America's cheek. "I'm fine."
America leaned into his touch. "Lithuania." He sighed. "Thank you for this."
"Anything for you." Their lips joined in a passionate kiss. They remained connected as America shut down his computer, turned off his desk lamp, and rose from the chair, Lithuania cradled protectively in his arms. "I love you." Lithuania murmured when they pulled apart.
"I love you, too. More than anything."
And if this was all Lithuania could handle, America would love him just as much.
END.
**** Referenced a few sites that one could find by going to Google and searching "sex toys." That is all. *wink*
This was my first attempt at writing a pair that I don't personally ship, but I do think they're quite cute together. XD Sorry I couldn't get your bonus in, but smut just didn't feel right. Hope OP likes!
"No buts. If you're scared, we're not trying it." - this was the best part. America not only accepting Lithuania's wishes and double checking if everything is alright with him, but also seeing right through his intention to push himself for America's sake.
The trust was beautiful here, short but really showed how balanced, healthy and loving their relationship is.
I agree! This was my favorite part of the story too.
I love how America repeatedly asks if Lithuania is ok with everything, and how he says he does it because he cares. Their exchanges clearly show that this is a healthy relationship where both parties get to weigh in and negotiate about their sex lives. Good job, A!A!
I kind of wish you'd put in a brief bit about their relationship up to that point. It would have made the trust more profound IMO. I did enjoy this, though, and it does make me wish to see more of this verse.
Wow, I'm sorry that I didn't see this until now but I absolutely loved it! It made me so happy to see that you showed them picking out things together and actually talking about it, it's so perfect and wonderful and I can hardly form a coherent sentence right now <3 thank you so so much!
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America/Lithuania - Too scared to ask for kinky sex
(Anonymous) 2012-11-22 04:39 am (UTC)(link)Bonus (if there is smut): Crossdressing from either America, Lithuania, or both.
Trusting the Gentle [1/2]
(Anonymous) 2013-04-11 06:53 pm (UTC)(link)America flinched at the gasp that cut off Lithuania's question. Unable to turn around and look at his lover, his eyes stayed focused on the computer screen. America heard him cautiously step into the room and felt his shaky hand rest on his shoulder.
"What are you doing?" Lithuania's voice was barely audible. America did not have to see his face to know his eyes were fixed on the screen, his grip on America's shoulder tightening at one (or more) of the images.
"It's...nothing." America tried to close the page, but Lithuania stopped him.
"No, don't." He motioned for America to scoot the chair back, surprising him by sitting in his lap and laying his head on his shoulder. America was always careful with physical contact because he didn't want to trigger any bad memories; he usually let Lithuania make the first move. "Do you...like this kind of stuff?" His eyes flickered to the screen before looking up at his lover.
"Yeah, but..."
"You want to do...this kind of stuff?" Lithuania asked tentatively, trailing a hand down America's chest to rest on his waist. "With me?" He added quietly.
"Well, I -"
"How long have you been looking at this kind of stuff?" America noted how Lithuania avoided using the word "bondage."
"A...few months." He mumbled, eyes watering in shame.
Lithuania sighed, lifting his head. "Why didn't you say anything?"
"Because...because of you...and Russia...and -" America cut himself off, not able to find the right words. "I don't...wanna...Russia and -" He gave up.
"What Russia did to me," Lithuania reached up to brush away a stray tear, "has absolutely nothing to do with you." He pressed his lips to America's. "Nothing." He insisted as he put his head back onto his lover's shoulder.
"I love you so much." America mumbled into soft auburn hair as he wrapped an arm around Lithuania's waist.
"I love you, too, America." Lithuania placed his hand on America's other shoulder. "So, are you interested in doing...this kind of stuff?" The blond pulled him closer when he heard the fear in his tone. But he also sensed curiosity.
"I like 'this kind of stuff,' yes, but I don't you to do anything you don't want do." America insisted. "You're not putting yourself in an uncomfortable situation just to please me. I won't let you. The sex we have now is enough."
"What if I wanted to?" Lithuania countered. "You're America, not Russia. You're not going to hurt me or force me or anything." He soothed him with a kiss on his jaw. "I trust you."
"I know." America sighed, gaze drifting to the computer screen. "Are you really okay with this? Really?" The last thing he wanted to do was add to the damage that Russia had already inflicted; he actually cared about his beloved Lithuania.
"I'm okay...with some things..." Lithuania said absentmindedly as his eyes scanned the webpage America had been perusing. Bondage. "What...were you looking at specifically?"
"A few things..." America leaned forward, one arm still holding Lithuania against him, to grab the mouse and scroll down. "How about a blindfold?" He opened up a new page, leopard printed satin loading on the screen. It resembled a sleep mask.
"Okay." Lithuania said confidently. His eyes were closed during most of their trysts anyway.
"Good." America clicked another link to add the blindfold to his shopping cart. "Hmm, let's see...How do you feel about a gag?"
"A…gag?" He couldn't keep the hesitation out of his voice.
Trusting the Gentle [2/2]
(Anonymous) 2013-04-11 06:55 pm (UTC)(link)"Yes." Lithuania sighed in relief. He had nearly forgotten that sex could be consensual, both parties having a choice in anything that happened. When he thought of Russia's force, he loved America and his gentleness even more.
America had found another product. "What's your feeling on restraints?"
Lithuania felt his throat close. "Umm, well...I..." He breathed harder to prevent memories of whips and chains from invading his thoughts. He began to tremble and tear up when his mind brought him back to the last time; he had left Lithuania bound to the bed for days, no food or water, only visiting to...
"Shh, shh, it's okay, babe." America cooed, rubbing his back comfortingly. "Don't be afraid of telling me no. I'm not going to push."
"But -"
"No buts. If you're scared, we're not trying it." America asserted, eyes back on the screen to find something else. "How about a swing?"
"...a swing?" Lithuania was genuinely interested.
"This." America loaded another page, gesturing for Lithuania to look. "See, it hangs like this. It’s kinda like a harness. It supports your thighs right there, your back right there, and you can hold onto it up there, or...you can hold onto me." Lithuania giggled at his lover's overly flirtatious nature. "There's no restraining unless you count the loops your legs go in, but you won't be tied down or anything."
"Yeah..." Lithuania agreed, experiencing a rush of excitement at the prospect of being suspended in the air but being able to cling to America at the same time. They had tried wall sex before, but America's endurance was drastically diminished when he was holding up the weight of another body and Lithuania’s back couldn’t deal with that much friction. "I think it looks like...fun."
"Awesome, babe." The swing was added to the cart. "There's one more thing I wanted to look at." A few more clicks brought him to the right page.
"That's a feather duster."
"A feather teaser, Lithuania." America corrected. "You don't clean with this one. You tease." He grinned. "Are you ticklish, my love?"
"Um...." He knew he wouldn't be able to fool America when the nervousness was so apparent.
"Of course you are!" America laughed as his fingers ventured under Lithuania's shirt to glide across his hip, eliciting a squeak from the brunet. He added the teaser to the cart and clicked to checkout. "Everything look good?" America wanted to make sure Lithuania wanted this as much as he did. Are you fine with everything?
"Yes." He reached up to lay his hand on America's cheek. "I'm fine."
America leaned into his touch. "Lithuania." He sighed. "Thank you for this."
"Anything for you." Their lips joined in a passionate kiss. They remained connected as America shut down his computer, turned off his desk lamp, and rose from the chair, Lithuania cradled protectively in his arms. "I love you." Lithuania murmured when they pulled apart.
"I love you, too. More than anything."
And if this was all Lithuania could handle, America would love him just as much.
END.
****
Referenced a few sites that one could find by going to Google and searching "sex toys." That is all. *wink*
This was my first attempt at writing a pair that I don't personally ship, but I do think they're quite cute together. XD Sorry I couldn't get your bonus in, but smut just didn't feel right. Hope OP likes!
Re: Trusting the Gentle [2/2]
(Anonymous) 2013-04-11 08:33 pm (UTC)(link)The trust was beautiful here, short but really showed how balanced, healthy and loving their relationship is.
Re: Trusting the Gentle [2/2]
(Anonymous) 2013-04-13 09:09 pm (UTC)(link)I love how America repeatedly asks if Lithuania is ok with everything, and how he says he does it because he cares. Their exchanges clearly show that this is a healthy relationship where both parties get to weigh in and negotiate about their sex lives. Good job, A!A!
Re: Trusting the Gentle [2/2]
(Anonymous) 2013-04-11 09:23 pm (UTC)(link)OP
(Anonymous) 2013-05-07 05:39 am (UTC)(link)