Hetalia kink meme part 27

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Any/Any - s&m

[(Anonymous)]

This anon would love to see D/s with a twist. Usually, in this sort of fic, the Dom is the sadist and the sub is the masochist, but I'd love it to be the other way around. Pick whatever pairing you like, though I prefer yaoi. There's no need to include a sex scene, but hey, if you want to, go for it.

Bonus: blood drinking. Especially if it's Romania

blunt your bitter teeth [CanAme, 1/?]

[(Anonymous)]

3DS anon strikes again, muahaha. Hope this is what you had in mind with your prompt, OP, although I only sorta managed to get blood drinking in? It's more blood licking.( .3.')

Cool hands slide up America's chest, the nails scraping bluntly before the blindfold covering the blond's blue eyes falls away. America takes in Canada standing before him, his face set in cool detachment. Allows himself to think about the beautiful face the smaller man makes when he's being fucked, fucking, when he orders America to lick him open. Then Canada will ride him, the stretch and burn of too little saliva for meagre lubricant drawing out the faces and the savage, sharp growls he loves so much.

But those reactions are not America's to take. He is as an object to Canada, for him to find the pleasure and control over his pain he has previously lacked. That is part of America's own pleasure- knowing he is just to be used, an object like a knife or a gun that Canada could simply throw away when he was through.

The thought is enough to stir his erection as Canada looks him up and down, and America doesn't miss the cool way his brother's lips quirk. "Are you so desperate I don't even have to touch you? Whore." There's a certain abject fondness in Canada's voice, but it won't come into their play. Tomorrow morning Canada will make him pancakes and bitch that the only thing America has for them is Aunt Jemima. But for now, he would give America no more affection than a needle or razorblade. America can only commit the acts he is given permission to.

His brother presses into his personal space, giving him that wonderfully sanguine look, and threads his hand in America's hair to mash their lips together. He knows what his brother likes, and bites his lips hard enough to draw blood. The hand tightens as America laps at the taste of copper spilling over his lips. For a moment he's afraid of punishment, then-

"Good." Canada breathes, licking his reddened lips. "Make me scream."