R 16-18 Lemon! Proceed with caution!~ Viewer discretion (?) is advised!
You were at your home, watching television while drinking a cup of hot cocoa. Another tear slid down your cheek. You had a fight with your boyfriend, Alfred F. Jones, also known as the country of United States of America.
- FLASHBACK-
"You just never spend time with me! You always go to meetings, saying you are always busy! I feel like you are cheating on me! I can't trust you anymore!!"
You cried out loud. You knew it was selfish of you to want to keep him all to yourself, but with him being a country, he had to go to a ton of meetings. Everyday, he would leave you.
"What are you worrying about?! You know I love you so much!"
He came closer to you, and wrapped you in a hug. You couldn't take it. You pushed him away. You looked up at him, and saw that his baby blue eyes, wide in surprise and sadness. He looked hurt. He looked at your face. Your eyes were red and swollen, from crying so much. Your hair was messy. You looked away. You went up to the front door of your house and opened it for him. You pointed to the outside. "Out." "B-but.." "Just get out." America went outside slowly. When he was outside, he looked back at you. You read his face, 'I am sorry, please forgive me.' You shook your head no and slammed the door in front of him. You peered out of the window, and saw that he punched a nearby tree, and got in car. He drove away. Once he was away from sight, you slid down the wall. You cried.
3 days passed. You had lost a lot of weight. Your skin had gotten a lot paler. You had not contacted anybody from outside your house. Especially Alfred.
-End of Flashback-
Now you were here, watching Spongebob. You looked out the window. It was raining. Great. The weather was down in the dumps, like you.
"Can you take hats in a dignified and sophisticated manner?"
"You mean like a weenie? Okay! May I take, your hat sir? May I take your hat sir? May I-"
*smack* "Alright, I heard enough. You got the job."
You smiled a bit on that part. Nothing like a bit of nostalgia, eh? You were so focused on the show, you did not notice the phone ringing. Once you heard it, you got up from the couch and picked it up. The ringing had already stopped. You had 2 missed calls. Geez, were you really that focused?
The phone rang for the third time that night. You looked at name of the caller.
Alfred - ***-***-****
Your heart skipped a beat for a second. What should you do? Answer it? Or let it ring?
Your mind and pride told you not to answer it. But you heart told you- no, shouted 'Answer it! Answer it!'
Your mind was racing, and your heart was thumping. The phone kept ringing. When he was about to hang up, you pressed the 'talk' button.
"A-Alfred?"
"___! Thank god you picked up!" You could hear him sob, and his voice sounded tired.
"Alfred, why are you talking to me?"
"I needed to hear your voice..."
"Alright, but where are you?"
"Look outside."
You opened the door. There he was, holding his cellphone, soaking wet from the downpour.
"___..."
You threw the phone onto the couch, and ran outside. You hugged him, and did not want let go. America did the same. You two were standing in the rain, simply hugging each other. You cried.
You two did not care if the whole world saw you two in the rain. You were just glad to be with him.
After a few minutes, you were the first to speak. "Alfred, shouldn't we be going inside? It is freezing cold out here!" He laughed, and went inside, hand-in-hand with you.
You sent him to take a shower. Since you were soaked to the bone as well, you wrapped yourself in two towels, and a blanket.
-TIME-SKIP-
You kept on watching cartoons, until you heard the door of the bathroom open and close. You looked up to see America wearing some loose pajama jeans. He wasn't wearing a shirt. You could see his toned skin, and his abs. Damn....
You stared at him for a few seconds.
"___? Aren't you going to go to the shower?" "O-oh. Yeah." You blushed, getting out of the trance. You went to the bathroom. America watched you as you passed. Your clothes were wet, and he could see through them.
You closed the door behind you and let out a sigh. You started taking of your clothes, bit by bit. While you were not paying attention, America was outside the door, taking a small peak. Just seeing you taking of your clothes was teasing him. His member became harder and harder by the second. You went inside the shower.
-TIME-SKIP-
You exited the bathroom fully dressed. Alfred was on the couch, blushing, but kept watching the T.V. You sat next to him, lying your head on his shoulder. His skin went tense.
"Alfie, what's wrong?" You pouted and looked at him.
"N-nothing...." His face was bright red, a huge contrast with his blue eyes. He tried not to moan. The days apart really did have it's effect.
You hugged him, "Alright then.. " You smiled. When you hugged him, he lot out a small moan. He covered his mouth, and you looked at him.
"Oh, so I see how it is.." You smirked at him.
You kissed him. He tasted like hamburgers, but you did not mind. He deepened the kiss. Your tongue interlocked with his, and fought for dominance. He won, and started kissing you roughly, earning a small moan from you. You pulled away, gasping for air. You kissed him once again, but pulled away.
"Why did you stop, __?" He whined. You put a finger on your mouth, making him be silent. "Just follow me~" Your voice was seductive, and he gave in. You grabbed his hand and led him to your bedroom.
You made him sit down.
"W-what?" He looked at you as you kneeled before him. You looked at him with a smirk. You started taking of his clothes, slowly just to tease him.
"D-damn... _-__..." He moaned, "S-stop teasing me."
You looked at his member. "Wow, are you this hard already?~" You teased him. "Hmph.."
You took off the last article of clothing. You could not believe the sight of Florida. People said it was big, but you never knew it would be THIS big. America chuckled at your reaction.
You grabbed his member, and started sucking on the tip, slowly, teasing him once again. He moaned, sending chills down your spine. You started sucking on the rest of it. It was to big for your mouth. You started stroking the rest with your hand. "G-gah.... _-__..." He moaned louder. You looked up to see America, looking down at you with a squinted eyes from the pleasure. His face was scarlet red. You wanted him to cum in your mouth. You sucked harder, and started rubbing it against your teeth. He moaned, and bucked his hips, making his member go deeper into your mouth.
You stopped what you were doing. "Heh, easy there America." You kept at it.
"_-__, I am going to cum..." "Then do it." After a few seconds, his member released inside your mouth. You rank up the cum, and lapped up the rest, desperately, as if it were liquid gold. He was gasping for air.
After a quick recovery, he picked you up and threw you on the bed gently.
"Now, my turn.~" The way he said that made you even wetter than you were. He gave you a quick kiss, and the attacked your neck. He left a few bite marks here and there, and then he hit your weak spot, and started sucking it. In return, he received loud moans from his lover. He bit down hard, making blood surface. He licked the wound, decreasing the pain. He was undressed, but you still had your clothes on. He started unbuttoning your shirt, then discarding it, now forgotten.He started undoing your bra. Now you were half naked. Massaging one breast while sulking on the other. You moaned loudly, and it sent chills down his spine. He could not take it any longer. He started taking off your shorts. All that was left was a single piece of clothing hiding your ,now wet, core. Just like you did, he started taking it off slowly. He heard a small whimper. Now they were off. You rubbed your thighs together. You blushed deeply.
America stood up and looked at your body, and then at your blushing face. "There is nothing to be embarrassed about," He stroke your cheek, "You are really beautiful." He smiled. That smile soon turned into a smirk. He sent a trail of kisses to your neck, to your breast, and finally, above your area. He looked at you exposed womanhood. He licked his lips with hunger. His eyes were filled with lust. He started sucking on your clit. You moaned loudly, "A-Alfred...." You bucked your hips, but sadly, he had you pinned down firmly. He slid his tongue into your core. You kept moaning. You rolled your head to the side. You felt your stomach come into a know. "A-Alfred.... I-I am going to cum..." He stopped . You whimpered, "W-why did you stop?" He kissed you sweetly, and whispered into your ear, "I want to do it the proper way. I want you to cum on Florida.~" You blushed. He slowly slid his member into you, stopping half way, seeing you in pain. Tears were threatening to spill from your eyes. Soon, the unbearable pain became pure pleasure. You moaned softly. America gave you one final kiss, slid his full member inside of you, and started thrusting.
"A-Alfred!" You moaned louder and louder, making him go even faster. "Mph.... you are SO tight, ___." He finally hit your G-spot, making you scream loudly in pleasure. "A-Alfred!!!!" He kept hitting it harder, faster, and stronger. You were the first to cum. Your vision blurred as you saw stars through half lidded eyes.
"A-ALFRED!"
He thrust a couple more times and finally released inside of you. "_-____!!"
You were tired. He slid himself out of you, and pulled the cover over the both of you. You snuggled next to him, and he held you in a hug. He kissed your forehead.
"Goodnight."
"Goodnight, Alfie." You fell asleep next to your lover.
-Next morning-
You woke up. It was 1:28. You overslept, but you were to... occupied last night. You tried to get up, but Alfred kept you there, hugging your waist.
"Meh... I guess just five more minutes." You smiled, and cuddled your American boyfriend.
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