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MultiSequelPairing APH Songfic

Deviation Actions

Published: Dec 14, 2010

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_{Two single hearts on fire
Currently on the wire
As inhibitions fade
A focused moment made
Bruises and bitemarks say
Takes one to bring the pain
Passion lies in screams of estacitic dreams

You're in a place for fear
Lips are for biting here
Lets make this moment worth the while
Lets kill the night and go down in style} _{"A-Ah... Wait, but..."

"Shh, you wouldn't want him to wake up, do you?"

Lithuania had gotten up out of Alfred's bed to get a drink... only to be 'captured' right outside the bedroom door. Cold lifeless breath rolled across his skin, and he shivered. "Arthur... we shouldn't do it here."

"You care too much for him." The Vampire said this nonchalantly, although the weary grin practically marked itself in his tone. "The wanker's a heavy sleeper anyways." He kissed along his pulse point.

Lithuania's eyes closed for a moment, face flushing, but soon turned on his heels and pushed England against the wall, holding him by his arms.

Bright green eyes widened in shock, for if he had any clue this was coming, he could have easily prevented it. "... Toris....?" He asked, his voice small.

Toris flushed again, but his green eyes remained determined. "Let's just... forget about him for now." He said softly. He leaned in for a heavy kiss.

Feel the magic rise
We're plotting our demise
Of perspiration and alcohol as I introduce the bedroom brawl

"You breasts belong to Korea, Da-ze~!"  arms slid around the Frenchman in order to fully grope his chest.

"Oh~?" Came the amused voice. France spun in the grip to look down at the Korean with a lecherous smile. "Is that so?"

"Yes!" Korea grinned happily. "All Breasts belong to Korea! Originated there too."

"The the rest of Korea must belong to France, Oui?" A gentle hand snaked under clothes, brushing across bare skin. Korea shivered, but then smirked with a challenge.

"Rape originated in Korea."

"But was perfected with me~!"

And suddenly they were tossing back and forward, trying to unclothe and top the other first.

France somehow got the upper hand, pinning the half dressed Korean below him. The blond licked his lips hungrily. "It is I who shall top."

Korea, gaining his breath, only looked up at him, eyes glinting mysteriously. "Care to test that?" He only smiled.

You bring the ropes and chains
I'll bring the pills and games
I can show you pain
And make you say my name

His eyes drooped as the room started to spin. Before he could have a chance to sag down to his knees, someone held him sill, but still the room spun.

"Amleth...?" Came the soft mixed accent. "Are you okay?"

The blond's face flushed as he made an attempt to stand on his own. He looked around, from the closed door, to the abandoned empty glass was abandoned on the carpet when he dropped it seconds earlier. "Wh... Andre, I c-can't..."

"Shh, Shh, I know." Andorra gave a smile. "It's alright." Denmark started to slink further to the floor as his limbs refused to remain still. Andorra carried the tall blond over to the bed.

"It's.. hot." he managed to speak, absentmindedly groping at his clothes to shrug them off. "Hot." he mumbled. "Hot." His bare shoulders soon hit the cold air along with his chest.

Andre purred softly, watching him. "I'll be sure to take care of you." He said softly.

Nodding absentmindedly, Amleth lay back on the bed, panting softly.

You will believe my lies
That I'm not like other guys
That sparkle in my eyes
Is part of my disguise

Russia's eyes considerably darkened "I don't think you know who you're dealing with..." He smiled, his eyes even darker. "Bad countries that can't behave must be punished, da?"

A shiver ran across Canada's being. "... Say... Say it again."

Russia hid the confusion well, but said nothing.

"Do it again!" Canada said, his face flushed. "Threaten me. I dare you."

Russia said nothing until Canada had thrown something at him. "kolkolkolkolko-"

Canada grabbed hold of Russia's scarf, shivering in glee. "Ivan, Ivan, Ivan...."

Russia raised his pipe, but with one good tug of his trademark scarf, he found breathing harder.

"Do it again!" Canada raised his voice. "Again! Threaten me." He let go when Ivan swung his steel pipe only to slide in behind him, both taking out his knees and tugging on both ends of the scarf.

The pipe skittered across the ground as Ivan scrambled to undo his scarf, choking with his own weight.

"I like it..." Canada said softly. "I like it when you say those things. When you threaten me." He smiled. "We're going to have a lot of fun, hm?"

A shadow of fear passed over the Russian's face in realization.

You're in a place for fear
Lips are for biting here
Lets make this moment worth the while
Lets kill the night and go down in style
There was a slight weight on his bare back, smoke wafting around him.

Cuba chuckled lowly. "I'm pretty sure this isn't 5 meters."

"Bastard." Prussia sneered. "That's because you can't see it-HNG" He would have jumped a foot if Cuba's chest hadn't been pressed against him.

"What?" Carlos asked innocently.

"What the hell do you think you're doing!?" Gilbert asked.

"We're naked chico, I don't know what do you think I'm doing?" He moved his hand, and the abino jumped beneath him again.  "Still doesn't seem like five meters."

Gilbert shivered out as a warm hand took hold of him. "Y-You just can't measure."

"is that so?" Cuba laughed, running his lips against the goosebumped skin as his hand continued to go to work.

"F-Fuck you." Prussia said, resolve weakening.

"Sure I will." Came the humorous reply

Feel the magic rise
We're plotting our demise
Of perspiration and alcohol as I introduce the bedroom brawl

Austria panted tiredly, looking at his dear wife below him. "Elizabeta.." He said breathlessly. He gave a short cry out, arching his back.

"Don't forget about me either, Roddie~!" Prussia said with a hungry grin, picking up his pace.

Austria's breathing got audibly heavier, and Elizabeta felt pleasured just by observing his emotions. For a while, his gentle musician's touch played her body well, but then his arms were restricted, pulled behind him so Prussia could get better leverage. "Don't be too rough with him!" Hungary said angrily before looking back to her husband and reaching caress his face, so soft and full of emotion.

"Please, he likes it rough." Prussia growled possessively. "Don't cha?"

His reply was a helpless whimper, but he reached down, pulling against Prussia to kiss his wife passionately

She kissed him back before pulling her kiss over to the small beauty mark by his mouth. She ran her tounge across it, knowing it to be his erogenous zone.

Austria acted accordingly, his eyes rolling a bit with pleasure, an uncontrollable shiver running along his slim body. Prussia and Hungary double teaming him hardly ever ended with him in control.

It wasn't too bad.

You're in a place for fear
Lips are for biting here
Lets make this moment worth the while
Lets kill the night and go down in style

This time he made sure to open his eyes immediately.

And there staring him in the face was one shocked Mermaid.

"You were faking." The blond said angrily.

"I… Is'k" He managed to get out weakly, spitting out some sea water.

Denmark turned away, ready to slink back to the ocean, when he found a grip on his arm, preventing him from moving away any further. "Let go."

"Your voice." Sweden didn't say any more, but he tugged Denmark towards him.

"Let go." The mermaid said more angrily. But he was only pulled closer, and closer, And he started to thrash about. "Human…!" He challenged, but found himself face to face with said creature, who held him firmly by his arms. He was suddenly pushed down to the ground and held there As Sweden sat on him to keep him still.

He explored the mermaid in a new perspective, all the while the prince screaming, yelling, cursing at him. His ever stoic face took in every detail he'd longed for these past few weeks. His grip only grew tighter the more the mermaid fought, nails digging into the sea drenched skin.

This only caused Denmark to fight harder, glaring up at the human who had basically nearly ruined his life.  "What do you WANT from me?!" He finally yelled out angrily.

Sweden let him go then, the dark bruises already forming on the mermaid where the human's hands were. He still sat on the mermaid prince, but slowly undid his shirt, revealing more and more scars with each inch he uncovered. Words that formed of those scars were of a mermaid scored displayed love and claimed ownership.

Denmark's eyes settled upon the words he had done out of pure anger.  Then he looked up at the face of the stoic man, who slowly drew a knife afterwards.

"If y'u d'n't claim property… This pr'perty w'll claim y'u 'nstead."

Feel the magic rise
We're plotting our demise
Of perspiration and alcohol as I introduce the bedroom brawl....

It started happening more and more. Every once in a while, Upon walking home, Holland would discover Prussia waiting for him, looking off to the side with a sheepish glare, and wearing a small black and white Lolita-esque dress.

Holland would take in the sight: Sometimes, the dress was short, showing off his slim, muscular thighs. Other times it was a bit longer, but they often showed off his figure. The dress usually had lace, or had him in some way, tied into the suit. He looked wonderful no matter what he wore, Holland had decided, but each dress only made him look better.

Holland even became more entranced, when upon dropping something, Prussia bent to pick it up and had the Lolita dress ride up on him accidently, revealing the cutest pair of underwear Holland had ever seen.

"God damn it; why do these dresses have to be so short?!" Prussia asked, fighting to get his dress back down.

This Lolita!Prussia thing only happened once a week, but he normally wore boxers under it. Why did he change? Was it for Holland? Had Holland murmured something about panties one day, perhaps?

Holland himself had no clue, but barely able to keep himself from another nosebleed, he walked up and-

"Bend over."

Prussia jumped, not knowing when he'd gotten so close all of a sudden. "What?" He asked, bewildered.

"What, now?" Prussia asked with a pout.

The Netherlands stared at him, but gave a very tiny nod.

Prussia 'heh'd' "I guess no one can resist the temptation of dat awesome ass!" He stuck it out for a moment, the white lacy substance peeking out from underneath his dress again.

Holland covered his nose suddenly, and Prussia burst into laughter. After getting over himself momentarily, Prussia pulled Holland along. "Let's go get this cleaned up."

Holland didn't move though, quickly wiping away the blood. Even after the blood was gone, he didn't move from that spot.

"Well what the hell are you waiting fo-" Prussia was cut off with an intense kiss, resulting in falling over and pulling Holland with him into the grass. It itched underneath him, but that hardly mattered when a gloved hand inched up his leg, disappearing into the dress.

They kissed sloppily, Holland not in the best bout of self-control, and Prussia happily replying as best as he could. As they continued further, groping and kissing and feeling, Holland suddenly came to his personal opinion about the best part of any dress was getting Prussia out of it.

You're in a place for fear
Lips are for biting here
Lets make this moment worth the while
Lets kill the night and go down in style
Feel the magic rise
We're plotting our demise
Of perspiration and alcohol as I introduce the bedroom brawl....!}

Song: Bruises and Bitemarks
Band: Good with Grenades

Love that song forever, UNF.

Okay, where to begin explaining this monstrosity...

Well, for those of you who read my other yaoi things, some of them had fans asking for more.

Well, here are those mores lD

If they don't have a related story, then I did them because they were requested, kay? <3 They might even be prequels.

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Pairing: Vampire!EnglandLiet

Related Story: Sequel to: [link]

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Pairing: FranceKorea

~~Related Story:~~ Requested by: ~Jyonrai

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Pairing: AndorraDenmark

~~Related Story:~~ Requested by: =Luxord-the-Gambler

(Andorra belongs to ~insertive-assertive )

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Pairing: Yandere!CanadaRussia

Related Story: Prequel to :[link]

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Pairing: CubaPrussia

Related Story: Sequel to: [link]

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Pairing: PrussiaAustria, HungaryAustria (Frying Panangle?)

~~Related Story:~~ Requested by: ~dakotablue72 (PrussiaAustria) and ~contomate180 (HungaryAustria)

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Pairing: SwedenMermaid!Denmark

Related Story: [link]

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Pairing: Holland/NetherlandsLolita!Prussia

Related Story: [link]

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Hope you liked it <3