A/N: This is a roleplay I'm currently doing with my friend. ^ u ^ Being Sweet Devil America is fun ; 7 ; Even though I mainly roleplay England, and yes, this is still on going. Reviews would be wonderful~
**Ifailsomuchexcusemeforgramma rmistakes** I was half asleep at some parts, I'm sorry. I will edit this very soon. School just started so I can't edit it right away but look forward to the next chapter 8D;;
Hetalia: Himaruya Hidekaz
Nothing is mine besides the plot.
He flicked his tail, smirking at the guest in front of him, he adjusted his glasses, walking closer to the guest. He leaned in, with his smirk still plastered onto his face. "What brings you here today? And what is your wish?" He asked his guest
with eyes pulling his guest into a trance. "Oh, I nearly forgot to introduce myself, it would've been rude if I didn't~ My name is, Alfred F. Jones." He said with a faking smile.
Arthur had walked into an abandoned house since he got caught outside in a storm. He shook himself to get water off and he looked around the building he just entered. "Ugh..What a sad old place.." he said to himself as he went around, soon walking into a room where he saw a man with black hair, wings, and a tail. He froze in his spot, partly because the other was putting him in a trance. "I-I'm Arthur Kirkland..." he replied and backed up when he could finally move. He hit his back against the now closed door and stared up into those blue eyes.
"Of course I knew that." He said, laughing a bit. He moved closer the guest he had, still having that fake smile plastered on his face. As the devil came closer to him, he cupped the other's face, staring at those green emerald eyes. "So, what is your wish? Since you came here, you must surely have a wish. If you thought you came here by coincidence, then you're clearly wrong. There are no such things as coincidences. What is your wish, Arthur?" He asked, casually using his first name.
He started to gain control back when his face was cupped. "I don't have a wish! I just needed to get out of the storm!" he yelled and moved his hands to shove the other away. That was when he noticed the other man was floating. He gasped and looked up at him with a tiny bit of fear in his eyes. "S-Stay away from me," he demanded and turned away, trying to open the door, only to find it locked. His eyes went wide and he tried harder, pulling and pushing at the door.
"For a gentleman, you sure are rude." He shrugged not bothering to even grab the other once more. His tail flicked once more, and he stared at the other with bored eyes. "Obviously you have a wish, even if you thought that you needed to get out of the storm. So, do you have anything particular in mind that can be considered as a wish?" This devil was bound to this abandoned house, he didn't have enough power to leave the house. Even if he did, he would always end back in the place he was previously in. He always had hoped that a human, whoever came to this house would actually wish for this devil to be free. He was bored with this place, nothing to do but wait for someone to actually come but with the humans he had so far, he started doubting that anyone would set him free.
Seeing as he couldn't get out the door, he sighed and turned back around. "I don't have a wish of any kind," he replied and crossed his arms. "But speaking of which...What are you? I don't think I've ever seen your kind before," he said in a curious tone. "Are you some sort of angel? Maybe a demon?" he guessed and tilted his head to the side a bit.
"Jeez, you're sure blind. Can't you see these wings, horns, and tail? Do these wings look like angel wings to you?" He asked, slightly amused by his guest's question. He didn't think that anyone would guess he was an angel or a demon. Those things were completely different from what he was. Besides, angels would usually wear extremely white outfits and have white wings of course.
He arched a brow and leaned back against the door, trying to look smug. He was just trying to hide his fear but he had to admit that the other was rather attractive. Then, it finally hit him. "W-Wait...Your name is...Alfred Jones?" he asked, not beliving him. "There's no way you're Alfred.." he denied.
"Yeah, my name is Alfred F. Jones, should I just tell you the truth? Nah, it wouldn't be as fun." He folded his arms, staring at the other with a rather amused expression. He leaned in, inspecting Arthur's face a bit more. "Hey, you look tasty." he smirked, cupping his face again.
He tried looking away again only to be forced to look once more. "S-Stop..! What do you mean by tasty!?" he yelled, trying to back away again but the door was against his back. "D-Don't touched me!" he yelled again, trying to get his face out of the other's grasp.
"Are you really that scared of me? Man, almost every human is scared of me, not my fault though." He shrugged, pulling back. He continued staring at those eyes, trying to figure what his guest's wish was. "Hey, are you sure you don't have any wish in mind?" He asked already wanting to get over this. The last time a human came here, they were only here for about 5 minutes but, this human was just taking way too long.
When the other backed away, he relaxed just a little and stared up into those blue eyes. "I'm sure that I don't have a wish. I've told you before, didn't I?" he asked, reaching over to the door knob again to try and open the door again, only to find that it was still locked. He cursed a bit under his breath but he never shifted his gaze from the other.
"Hey, you can't leave until you told me your wish, what is it?" The devil folded his arms, still waiting for an answer. Can't his guest at least think what wish he wanted? He never met a human this slow. Soon he stepped down on the ground, walking towards the other. "If you're not going to make a wish then how about I ask you a favour, and maybe you'll consider it." As he approached him, he stared at him with a bored yet lonely expression.
"I told you that I don't have a wish!" he yelled before he was approached again. Having that handsome face closer made him blush and he looked away for a moment before looking back and seeing that lonely expression. His brows furrowed in pity from that look as he responded with, "Then what's the favour you're wanting to ask of me?"
He leaned in closer, whispering directly in his ear. "Will you...set me free?"
His eyes widened a bit, misunderstanding his words since he didn't know the other's situation. "S-Set you free?" he asked, blushing a bit deeper. He froze, not able to move away from the other by his ear.
"Will you set me free..please? If you wish to set me free, then I'll be free." The abandoned house seemed like it was going to break apart any moment. He pulled away from his ear, this time pressing his lips together with the other's. "So, will you do it..?"
The continued whispers caused him to shudder and gulp silently. But suddenly, his lips were captured and he pressed back against the door again, being taken by complete surprise. When the other drew back and asked again, it took him a long moment to finally reply with, "And if I refuse?"
He frowned, pulling away. If he did refuse he would have to wait another thousand years to find an actual decent human who would actually set him free. "..Who knows." It's not like he was going to pull a threat on humans just to set himself free, that would be selfish, even though he is a devil. ( More like a sweet devil ). "What's your answer?"
He arched a brow at the other male and put a hand on his hip. "Even though I don't have a wish, what's in it for me? If I set you free...And you can't grant my wish cause I don't have one for myself...Then what else would you do for me?" he asked, turning this around on the other male.
"Oh that's simple when you set me free, I'll stay by your side and grant whatever wishes you want, you can ask for more then 1 wish. I don't think there is any limits." That was the best he could do for a human who would actually wish to set him free. He's been in this abandoned and dull house for a long period of time, so of course anyone would want to leave this place already!
He looked up for a bit in thought, putting his other hand to his chin. "Unlimited wishes, eh?" he asked, biting his lip a bit. "Hm...I don't know. How do I know you're not lying to me?" he asked and put both hands on his hips.
"Mm...It's the best I can do for a human who setted me free from this dull place." He flicked his tail, waiting for an answer. "Lying is pointless anyways." He shrugged once more, dully staring at the other.
Sighing, he looked up at him and gave up. "F-Fine...I suppose I could. But I can't promise that I'll have any wishes for you," he said and crossed his arms. "So what? All I have to do is wish for your freedom, right?" He paused for a moment and then sighed again deeply. "I...I wish for your freedom."
He smirked, his eyes now glowing red. "You said it, now the contract is formed." The whole abandoned house began to break apart, as if it was becoming sucked in a black hole. He spreaded his wings, grabbing the human and flying out of the house. As soon they were far enough, he stared at the house being sucked in altogether. It vanished only leaving a grassy field. "Well...where shall we go...Arthur?"
He became scared again as he saw the other's eyes glow and he pressed back into the door a bit more. Then the house started to fall and he was carried out of the house and brought to safety and watches the house be sucked into nothing. He stood there for a moment before looking over at the other again. "I don't care...I'm getting soaked..." he said, noting that it was still raining.
"How about we head back to your house? If you remember where it is." He teased, still holding onto the Brit while floating. The red glow vanished from his eyes, only leaving the blue that still remained on his eyes.
He pouted at the other and gave directions to his house. He was taken there and when he was finally set down, he unlocked the door quickly and opened it, going inside and dripping wet. "Ugh..." he groaned shaking his arms a little before starting to strip right at the entry way. He left his boxers on and he had already taken off his shoes and socks, carrying them to the bathroom to hang them up. He then ran to his room to grab night wear and he went back into the bathroom to take off his boxers and hang them as well, getting into his warm nightwear before grabbing a towel to let hang on his shoulders. "There..Now that I'm ready...We can just relax.." he said, rubbing his wet hair with the towel.
As he entered the house, he was completely dry not even a single part of his surface was wet. He followed his new contracted 'master', seeing what he was doing. "It's been quite awhile since I have been outside of that boring house." He hopped onto Arthur's bed, reminding himself of how he was forgetting the feeling of a comfortable bed.
He walked into his bedroom after seeing the other go in there and he sighed. "Get off my bed. You're sleeping in the guest bedroom," he demanded and continued to rub at his wet hair. He walked over to the bed and sat down, not really caring at the moment that the other man was on there too. He took the towel and started rubbing all of his hair.
"Well, honestly I don't have to sleep but I can sleep whenever I want to but...before going to sleep, I want to have some fun with you." He smiled, taking the other's wrists and pinning him down on the bed. In this situation it seemed like Arthur would be screwed.
He wasn't expecting the other to do anything like that and he was soon pinned to the bed, the towel falling to the floor. He stared up at the other man and said, "F-Fun?! What kind of fun is this suppose to be?" he yelled, struggling against the bigger man's hold.
"You'll see..." He smirked, quickly stripping the other's clothes off. Before he could get on to the main action, he pressed his lips together with the other, pulling him into a deep kiss. He slipped his tongue in, massaging the other's tongue with his own.
He was struggling a lot more when the other started to strip him and he continued to even after his lips were captured. He closed his eyes tightly and continued to struggle. But once the tongue slid into his mouth, he gasped before biting down.
He pulled away, somehow finding a way to tie Arthur's wrists together. He unzipped his own pants pulling out his member, prodding it right in front of the other's entrance. He smirked, pulling the Brit's legs apart. "Ready? Of course you are. We'll have tons of fun tonight, won't we?" He roughly thrusted his whole member inside of Arthur, not bothering to care about how much it hurt for Arthur.
He soon found his wrists tied together and he struggled even more while trying hard to keep his legs together. But when the other man pulled his legs apart, he wasn't strong enough to fight against him. "N-No! Stop thi-" he yelled but was cut off when the other roughly entered him. He screamed out in pain and closed his eyes tightly, tears coming to them. He felt as if he was being torn in half down the middle and he arched; having to gasp loudly. He could feel warm liquid running down his thigh and he opened a hue, his vision being hazy from the tears that welled up in them.
"Do you like it slow or fast..? Oh that's right, fast is better." He instantly started a rhythm Arthur was allowed to painfully follow. His thrusts became more smoother with the blood used as the lube inside of Arthur. As he thrusted he searched for a certain place inside of the other male, waiting for that scream that would come from the other.
He was still crying out in pain and his tears escaped his eyes and rolled down his cheeks. He continued to struggle against the binds on his wrists and against the one ontop of him. He wasn't expecting the sudden change in feeling...So when the other hit his sweet spot, he gasped loudly and threw his head back. "S-Stop!" he screamed, trying hard to not scream out in pleasure. He had to bite his lip to keep those sounds from coming out. But even through the pleasure, the pain still remained and he squirmed, trying to get away.
"Don't hold it in, let out your voice, I want to hear that voice in pleasure...or pain." His smirk grew cold as he continued thrusting. His thrusts began to grow rougher and faster as he found the other's sweet spot. He repeatedly rammed into the other's prostate not giving him a single break.
He released loud sounds that were a mix of pleasure and pain, arching his back off the bed now. He wasn't sure if he liked it or not...He didn't want to but he was starting to. "S-Stop..!" he yelled out, weaker this time from the fact that he didn't know if he really wanted Alfred to stop or not. But soon enough, the pleasure started to overpower the pain. His sounds were from mostly pleasure now and he finally got an erection from being turned on finally.
"Ooh..I'm close." He thrusted harder and faster each second, repeatedly still ramming into his prostate. He didn't care if Arthur came first or not, all he needed to do was release inside of the Brit. As he was close, he swore quietly to himself, still thrusting in the Brit. "Shit..shit.. ..shit..shit..."
He was screaming now, yelling out his name in pleasure. His legs were shaking as he too was getting close. After a few more poundings to his prostate, he came in time with the other and he shuddered hard under the other male. At that moment, he finally passed out, having his first time being so hard and so sudden.
He slowly pulled out, zipping his pants back up. "From your reactions.. That was your first time wasn't it? Oh well how lucky I am." He kept his smirk, and floated up in the air, flicking his tail again. "Have a goodnight, Arthur." His eyes glowed red once more, causing the other to fall asleep. With the ability he used, it would cause the victim to fall asleep and lose their memory of what happened.
He leaned in, giving him a small gentle kiss on his lips.
Goodnight, my master..