England Hetalia fanfiction!
Got sick of headcanons for a bit, heh… can’t get by on them anyways. But can do more if ya’ll like.
Maybe shitty writing. Oral. Fingering. Drink play. Temperature play.
“Spill the tea~” (taken literally)
You squealed as the hot, smooth and velvety liquid poured and dripped onto your thighs, the tea slowly seeping down until it drizzles down your clit.
“Calm down. It’s only bloody tea,” Arthur scoffed. “You’re acting as if I’m boiling you alive.”
You decided to ignore his flushed cheeks, as commenting on it would only make matters worse.
You suddenly felt him trailing his tongue up your thighs coated in a layer of, now lukewarm, tea.
He was close though as to where his lips was grazing against your wetness, “Bloody hell…”
He stuck the tips of his index finger and thumb inside before gently pulling them out and rubbing the fingers together. At this point, his face was so flushed the blush was reaching his ears. However, he still attempted to act like his usual tsundere self.
He decided to at least try, because he’s came this far and it won’t be for nothing.
He gave your wetness a simple lick to start out, being rather gentle with it. You let out the slightest moan as he did so, which was his confirmation to continue.
He attempted to try eating you out for the first time, luckily it was coated in tea incase it wasn’t his cup of tea. (Pun intended.)
He stuck a finger in, using it to open it up so he could then stick his tongue inside, which ripped a squeak from your throat.
He shoved his tongue in as far as it would go, still keeping the finger inside..smug bastard, going deeper than you’d ever managed yourself.
It was rather overwhelming, as it was your first time doing his specific thing too. So feeling him moving his tongue around inside of you was a pretty foreign and intense feeling.
It wasn’t long until he had you gripping onto his hair and attempting to squeeze your thighs shut around his head, but he didn’t stop.
He kept going until he had you gushing around his tongue and finger, which was when he stopped.
He slowly pulled it out before grabbing a napkin and wiping his face down before you could see the mess he made of himself.
Sorry about any shit parts, first proper fic and all. I tried my best ok?
Thick and voluminous eyebrows on our pretty boy.
