Monday, March 28, 2011

England/Reader\America Magical Mistake (Smut)

You snickered to yourself as you snooped around England's basement for something that you could use with your prank you were going to pull. This was going to be so great, England wouldn't know what hit him. Maybe if you turned yourself into a talking animal or something, that would really be good. So you continued to look around on his shelves for a bottle of potion that could do just that. Looking around you seen several bottles, but nothing that you needed. But then, your eyes landed on a glowing pink bottle of something. The label was withered away, but it looked pretty so you figured you'd take this one. Grabbing it you ran back upstairs and around the corner of the hallway where you stopped and peeked around the corner.

You gasped seeing that England wasn't alone, but was with America. Pulling your head back around the corner you couldn't help but snicker. Not only were you going to get England, but you were going to get America too, this was just too good! Taking the bottle off the top you took a sniff of what was inside, it smelled good, like flowers. You smiled, if it smelled like this, this it had to taste good, or at least better then England's cooking. Putting it to your lips you leaned your head back and swallowed it all, licking your lips once you were done. You smiled, you didn't feel any different, so what gives. You gave a huff and walked around the corner into the room with England and America.

"Your magic sucks just as much as your cooking England!" You shouted out of anger as you stomped towards him, making him jump while he was sitting on the couch. He turned around looking baffled to see you in his house.

"[Name]? How the bloody hell did you get into my house!" England said standing up off the couch, only to have the bottle that you were holding being shoved into his chest. You pointed at it then to him, your finger right in front of his face.

"What kind of potion is that! I didn't even change into an animal! Your magic sucks big time England, I knew I should have went to Russia!" You crossed your arms over your chest and shook your head, heading America laugh behind England.

"Dude! That was a big time burn!" America said giving that annoying laugh of his, but he stopped when he heard England's gasp. Suddenly England reached out and grabbed your arms shaking you a tad bit roughly.

"[Name], don't tell me you drunk this, all of this!"

"Uh, yeah? Why what's wrong, it didn't work anyways so what's the big deal?"

"You idiot! That's not a Transformation potion that's a Aphrodisiac potion!" It took you a couple of minutes for his words to sink in, but when it finally did you blushed big time. Pushing yourself away you gasped from the feeling of England's fingers brushing against your shoulder, the median finally starting to work. A moan left your lips as you fell back into the chair behind you, your hands shooting up to your arms where England's finger brushed against you. Your body felt like it was on fire, and it didn't help one bit when America decided to run his finger across your shoulder. You shivered and gave a gasp while moving away from him, he chuckled.

"Hey England, [Name]'s body's really hot." England couldn't help but blush when he watched America's teeth take hold of your exposed skin on your neck and gently nibble. You wanted to scream from the tingles that all went right down towards your lower areas. You felt another mouth go to your other side, and a hand rub against your stomach making small circles.

"Stupid America, what do you think you're doing?" England's husky voice said, barely above a whisper. You heard America chuckle from your other side.

"The hero always pleases his lady." America said, his hand coming up and turning your face towards his, your lips grazing against his in a hot, heated kiss. You heard England growl and his hand go lower.
"Idiot, she's mine." At first, you were shocked when you'd learned about the potion. But as the day went on, you took back what you said about his potion making, it was so much better then his cooking.

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