Fancy Foreplay

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Time seemed to slow down as I  gazed into those exquisite green eyes of his. I couldn't seem to slow down my heartbeat or the way I was being overtaken by desire. The tension hung over us like a string drawn taut and I decided to break it by cupping his cheeks. I moved closer till I was just mere inches away from his face. Just as our lips were about to brush, I paused. At that very moment, I felt myself lunging forward as hands pulled me forward.

The impact caused our lips to collide and I could only concentrate on the faint pounding of his heartbeat as our tongues became one, almost like our hearts. I could hear him let out a soft moan as I sucked his bottom lip. His hands ran through my hair and I used my arms to encircle his waist in response. It felt like electricity was surging through my body as I pulled him closer, but my urges were still far from being quelled. At that moment, an inscrutable scent wafted into my nostrils, making my body jolt... in a good way. His scent was alluring and tantalising.

Breaking the kiss, I grasped his chin gently and tilted it up, bringing my face down to his neck. He remained in the same position as I relinquished my grip on his chin and wrapped my arms around his neck while using the tip of my tongue to brush against it.

"Salty..." I mumbled as I heard him inhaling sharply. Casting a glance towards him, I realised that his eyes were closed. My heart skipped a beat at the sight of England being so vulnerable. Taking this opportunity, I leaned in and planted kisses on the tip of his eyelashes. In response, he bit back a moan as I splayed my hands across his chest till I felt a bump and I proceeded to trace circles on it.

Lightly pinching his nipples, I watched them slowly flush pink, and then I ran my tongue over them, relishing his soft moans. I felt my body tingle at the contact.

"Hey... England, could you lie down for a bit?" I let my breath tickle his ears and his eyes shot open in response.

"Fine..." He muttered as he made himself comfortable on the mattress and then stared up at me.

"Open up your legs." I said as I realised how tightly closed they were.

Reluctantly, he slowly opened them to reveal his balls, and penis almost dyed with pre-cum.

"D-Don't look, you idiot!" He snapped embarrassingly at my amusement as I failed to hide the smile on my face.

I got off the bed and winced as I felt my legs go numb while stumbling over to the drawer. I glanced at him while fishing out a bottle of lube and saw that he was wide-eyed.

"Wait, you can't!" He practically screamed as he sat up.

Pouting, I made my way back onto the bed with the lube and said, "Why else would I ask you to spread your legs? Anyway... don't you trust me?"

"You're one to talk! Just a moment ago you wer-!" Breaking his train of thought by bringing his hand to my mouth and kissing every one of his fingers tenderly, I grinned broadly and he gave a defeated sigh.

Opening the cap of the lube and smearing some of it on my hand, I smiled at him and said, "I'll make sure you won't regret it!"

However, I was met with a look of disgust with raised eyebrows, probably directed at my clumsiness. Smiling sheepishly, I moved closer to him and gestured for him to lie down which he complied with but not before sighing.

Rubbing my palms together, I could feel the slippery texture of it on my hands. I couldn't resist making a silly grin at him and he merely snorted while concentrating his stare at my hands.

"Soon, these yaoi hands will be all over you..." I whispered mischievously as I waved them in front of his face and promptly had my hands smacked away.

Turning serious, I signaled for him to lie down again and arch his hip backwards. Pursing his lips and doing so hesitantly, I watched as his butthole was slowly revealed. I gently used a finger to massage it to coat it with lube before forcing it in gently only to be met with the sight of England wincing painfully.

I felt a wave of uncertainty sweep over me. Fuck. I actually don't know what I'm doing. I think I need England to lead me.

Trying not to ruin the moment with my rotten memes, "England-senpai, please teach me your ways." I muttered while glancing down at him, readying myself for any blow.

Surprisingly there was none and he merely gazed at me, almost as though he was judging my sincerity. I kind of meant it as a joke but man, I don't actually regret this. Especially not when I heard him say, "D-Don't withdraw your finger or else it'll tighten again. Try moving it in and out... slowly."

He groaned just as I obeyed his instructions. Seeing how tight his hole is, he probably doesn't do this anyway. Wait... Does he, does he masturbate? A vision of a naked England kneeling with his legs apart and his perky butt facing me streaked across my mind. My fantasy started to whirl around uncontrollably as I pictured him in my room, smelling the fabrics of my bed and remarking about how it smelled like me. The tinge of red on his face as he mouths, "Baka..." while using his fingers to spread his hole and deftly push them in. The way he tries to hide his face and stifle his moans though he can't seem to control his need to pleasure himself. And of course-

"A-Ah...A-America..." The way he calls my name when he climaxes, spewing cum all over my chest before collapsing onto the bed.

"America..." We'll exchange a tender kiss before he eyes my chest and blushes profusely, thinking about how dirty he's been-

"OI, AMERICA!"

"Y-Yessir!" I replied without thinking as I was unexpected woken up from my fantasy. Realising what had just happened, my eyes widened and I immediately looked away from England. I instinctively brought my hand to my mouth and turned away. Getting up swiftly, I stumbled to the door.

But before I could even reach for the doorknob, a hand lightly tapped on the door and Iips brushed against my ears. I froze.

"I didn't say you could leave." 


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