Think all you want...I know what your going to think when you read the story
Arthur felt it. The soft sucking motion he felt right now. It wouldn't be possible If it wasn't for his former colony America, his Alfred.
"Ah! Alfred right there! Ah-!" It was pure bliss.
That one spot.
It sent shivers down his spine.
Nothing felt this good...Even when Francis did it. It was just different with Alfred.
"Al-!...Mor-MORE!" He gasped.
"Y-YES thats i-it." He gave a soft grunt as he wiped sweat off his brow with his free arm.
"Alfred don't stop!" he moaned.
"But!" Alfred looking up from his squatting position.
"What! You bloody fool!" He hadn't ment to snap. He was just caught up in the moment...That's all.
"Uh. That was the last leach!" He said standing up holding an empety bucket labled 'Leaches'.
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You sick pervert! Stop assuming things! This story wasn't labeled leaches for nothing. Its not rated M what do you think? XD
Yeah seriously its freaking leaches... This is how it started(inside jokes go WAY TOO FAR)...Me and my friend were walking my dog, and the question "What is England's kink?" And her being England
(Us and a lot of other people pretend to be the charachters...lika rpg kinda thing i guess(I'm America:D)) she said things like oh...Whips, Strokeing my Eyebrows, Chains and leaches.
But I didn't hear her and thought she said leaches... It all went from there...I was bord and made a drabble about it on a peice of paper... and here it is...Were burning it latter XD lol its pure crack i know it seems bad at first...YOU NEED TO STOP ASSUMING THINGS D: