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Oliver sighed happily as he wrapped a gentle yet possessive arm around the tiny waist of his sleeping boyfriend, pressing their bodies even closer together than they already were. Early morning sunlight softly streamed in from the closed, silk white curtains, illuminating the bare skin of the occupants in the room's bed with an ethereal glow. Soft, even breaths escaped the still sleeping male's slightly parted lips, his pale chest slowly rising and falling with each one he took. All in all, it was heavenly.
Another happy sigh escaped Oliver as he nuzzled the [h/c] hair of the man in his arms, his lips planting little kisses all over the top of said man's head. Last night had been so wonderful, so magical, that as soon as his beloved woke from his slumber, he wished to relive it all over again. That is, if his sweet little poppet's arse wasn't too sore.
No sooner did Oliver think this did his love slowly wake, his body slightly shifting against Oliver's as he did. "...O-Ollie?"
"Poppet~?" Oliver cooed, looking down into the most striking [e/c] eyes he had ever seen. A cute little sound escaped red, kiss swollen lips as [Name] yawned, and the small male blinked rapidly as he tried to rid himself of the last vestiges of sleep.
"Could...could we..." [Name] stuttered after a few moments of silence, a rosy blush spreading across his pale, love-bitten cheeks.
"Could we what, love?" Oliver smiled, slowly reaching down to gently cup his beloved's arse.
A small squeak escaped [Name]'s lips, and his stutter became even more pronounced. "C-Could we...c-could we do what we did last night?" The smaller male blushed even deeper, his virginal embarrassment so endearing to the blond haired Brit.
Oliver's smile grew even wider and he slowly, ever so slowly, shifted so that he was lying completely on top of his boyfriend, every part of them touching. "Of course, love. Of course~"
Another happy sigh escaped Oliver as he nuzzled the [h/c] hair of the man in his arms, his lips planting little kisses all over the top of said man's head. Last night had been so wonderful, so magical, that as soon as his beloved woke from his slumber, he wished to relive it all over again. That is, if his sweet little poppet's arse wasn't too sore.
No sooner did Oliver think this did his love slowly wake, his body slightly shifting against Oliver's as he did. "...O-Ollie?"
"Poppet~?" Oliver cooed, looking down into the most striking [e/c] eyes he had ever seen. A cute little sound escaped red, kiss swollen lips as [Name] yawned, and the small male blinked rapidly as he tried to rid himself of the last vestiges of sleep.
"Could...could we..." [Name] stuttered after a few moments of silence, a rosy blush spreading across his pale, love-bitten cheeks.
"Could we what, love?" Oliver smiled, slowly reaching down to gently cup his beloved's arse.
A small squeak escaped [Name]'s lips, and his stutter became even more pronounced. "C-Could we...c-could we do what we did last night?" The smaller male blushed even deeper, his virginal embarrassment so endearing to the blond haired Brit.
Oliver's smile grew even wider and he slowly, ever so slowly, shifted so that he was lying completely on top of his boyfriend, every part of them touching. "Of course, love. Of course~"
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[Hetalia x Male!Reader] Sleeping
Hetalia x Male! Reader : Sleeping
Warning : One swear word in here. But that's it.
In this story, the reader is a country. It takes place in the middle of a World Meeting.
Now lets get on with it~
"He's asleep?"
"The bloody git fell asleep in a meeting... Again!"
"We should totally draw stuff on his face!"
"That wouldn't be too good of an idea, America. Remember the last time you did that?"
"Pft- Whatever!"
"Lets put him in a skirt!"
"Hell yeah!"
"No! Ve aren't going to do to his body. Ve'll just wake him up."
"Lets wake 'em up by dumping ice water on him!"
"I'll get the bucket!"
"Prease don't wake {C/N}. We'rr rearry bother him
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Call Me, Maybe - 2P!America x Male!Reader
[Name] stood at the bar, absentmindedly drying some beer glasses. The bartender sighed, another typical night. Strippers prancing around in the nude, men getting into fist fights, and then there were the sad drunks who kept on complaining about how crappy their life is. Some nights it's be interesting, like underaged teens attempting to buy a drink with a fake ID card. Watching them get into trouble with the police and their parents was always a comical sight.
"Hey, didn't you hear me?! I said I wanted another shot!" A mad had slurred, slamming his hand on the bar counter. It was obvious he was drunk off his ass, which only brought an annoye
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In-Denial!Popular!America x Geeky!Male!Reader
Request~ The Wars of Roses~
He watched him quietly walk into the classroom. The American's blue eyes looking over his wire rimmed glasses at the boy that clutched his books to his chest. And as the same thing before, he sat in the desk in front of him. The boy's head turned to the side to watch out the window.
The American or Alfred wondered what could be so interesting that caused him to watch every day. The blue eyed blond never had the courage to ask him even if he called himself the hero.
Moving his eyes from the clear window to the (h/c) hair of the boy, Alfred's bright baby blues moved from the messy mop of hair to the curve
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My first published attempt at writing something for 2P!Hetalia. It's not very good, but I hope you guys like it anyway. Enjoy!
© 2013 - 2024 xTsu-chan
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Male innocent me: ....WE HAD A NAKED PILLOW FIGHT ÒwÓ!
Male not so innocent me: No...no we didn't...
Male not so innocent me: No...no we didn't...