Hey! I'm glad you guys liked the last chapter. Here's the next one. I'm thinking of doing one with England dominant and then one with America dominant. So, going according to that, I'll do this one with America dominant. But just because of that it won't mean that England won't have some dominating time… Review please!

~Ren


Ever since Alfred had been tortured by his oh-so-sweet girlfriend for jerking off to while watching some other woman, he hadn't had any fantasies which didn't include Alice touching herself. And they usually came to him at the oddest of times, leaving him all hot and bothered. It was one such day. He had texted England, telling her he was going to be coming home late and she had texted back saying that she would wait up for him.

Alfred sighed, typing away on his laptop, and glancing at the time. Oh, he wished he could go back home to his girlfriend. As if on cue, his mind started drifting away into some fantasies. The nation shook himself. Time for that later. Calm down Alfred, he thought to himself, biting his lip and continuing to type away.


At home…

Alice glared at her phone, or more specifically, the text message which informed her that Alfred was going to come late. "I bet he's doing that on purpose. The bloody wanker wants to get back at me for torturing him. But he bloody deserved that," she grumbled to herself, scowling and moving to her laptop. She opened the special IM site they had made for all the nations. It was secure and everyone had been told to make an account on it. So if anyone was sick, they could simply get what happened in the meeting from anyone. Or Ludwig. His notes, along with her own, were usually the most organized. The nation sighed, scrolling through the list of online members and grinning as she found Alfred online. She grinned. So she could still convince him to come home. She typed in quickly.

Alice_Kirkland: Are you coming home, you wanker? Or are you going to leave all alone this whole night?

The response was quick.

Alfred_IAmTheHero: u knw ive got work 2 do

Alice_Kirkland: How much more work? When are you going to come back?

Alfred_IAmTheHero: idk. U shuld go 2 sleep

England grinned ferally.

Alice_Kirkland: I'll be right back. Just wait a couple of minutes and try doing your work faster.

She moved away from the laptop, digging into her closet for her camera. Finding it, she whipped it out, quickly switching it on and smiling. Yes, she was going to motivate America.

After an evil chuckle, she changed and checked herself in the mirror. The female nation was dressed in dark green lingerie. A lacy dark green bra and lacy dark green matching panties. She eyed herself before setting the camera up, setting the timer and readying herself for the video.


At America's workplace…

America was working peacefully, wondering where England had suddenly gone. Probably to make herself some tea. The noise of a message came and he quickly looked at what his girlfriend had sent him. There was a file and two words under it.

Alice_Kirkland: I'm waiting.

The message was rather short and confused him. But Alice had already logged off so he couldn't ask what she meant. Alfred sighed, giving up on trying decoding the message and clicked in the file. While it downloaded, he continued with his work, keeping a track on the file download.

73%...82%...93%...99%...100%. Transfer complete! Finally!

He quickly opened the file, wondering what it could be. It was a video. America raised his eyebrows, wondering this was before pressing the play button.

The camera was pointing towards the bed, which was currently empty. The American swallowed a small blush on his cheeks. Was this what he thought it was? There was the sound of soft footsteps and Alice appeared in the frame, dressed in one of the American's shirts. She passed a smirk to the camera as she got onto the bed, tilting her head to one side as she studied the camera. "You said you can't come home? I find it offensive that you would rather do your boring work than stay with me. Unless you're wanking off to some other woman of course. I highly doubt that is the case. Last tie would've made sure of that. But anyway, I'm straying off topic here. I wanted to give you some motivation so you'd get your arse home. I don't like sleeping alone." While she had been talking, she had been slowly unbuttoning the shirt. It was now completely unbuttoned and revealed her flat stomach, her breasts and her panties. That is some very sexy lingerie, thought America. Well, thought as much as his hazy mind allowed. She smiled at the camera and shrugged the shirt off, flaunting herself for a minute or two so Alfred could have his fill. "You probably noticed the lingerie. It's new. I just bought it today. You like it?" Without waiting for an answer, she ran her hands over her body, sliding them from her neck to around her breasts and down herself to pause at her panties. Then her hands went back up to her breasts. Alice slowly kneaded her breasts, moaning and arching before lying down properly and squirming to get comfortable. The angle was erotic. The camera was tilted a bit up from where it was, looking as if he was nestled between her legs and looking up. She keened and slipped the bra off, letting her bare breasts meet the cool air as she pinched a nipple. She looked down at the camera, still rolling a nipple between her fingers. England looked down at her breast before taking one in hand and bringing it as high as she could while she licked. "Oh god...Alfred!" she whimpered, her lips around the nipple as she bit into it. "Mmmm!" She left her breast, panting slightly and hooked the panties with her thumbs and slowly slid them off, giving the viewer a time of his life. The woman tossed them away and slowly spread herself, letting Alfred see the glistening folds.


America drooled, staring intently at the screen. He could practically smell her. There was a sudden knock on his door and he paused the video, quickly opening his work and typing away. He seriously hoped his face wasn't as red as he imagined it. Alfred's boss looked inside, raising his eyebrows. "How's the work going Alfred? Why are you all red?"

"Um, is going great sir. And it's just...whew, is it just me or is it hot in here?"

"I think the air conditioning might be broken. I'll get someone to fix it. Finish fast, okay Alfred? I don't want you staying the whole night here or something."

"Yessir!"

The boss nodded and left. As soon as he was gone, Alfred turned back to his video, pressing the play button again.


Alice sighed, licking two fingers thoroughly before bringing them down and spreading her folds more. "Oh, Alfred!" she groaned, touching herself. Her fingers massaged her outer labia and inner labia as she gasped and arched slightly. One hand drifted up to slowly massage her breast and flick its nipple, the bud erect. She did it slowly, torturously, finally moving her fingers to her clitoris which she stimulated with slow circles. Her hips involuntarily bucked towards her fingers. "Bloody hell! I wish it was- oh fuck! - you doing this Al-Alfred!" she gasped out, arching with a moan before reluctantly pushing her fingers inside herself. She whimpered, writhing and gripping her breast in a bruising grip, before moving her fingers inside as far as she could. She moved them slowly, letting the American see just how they went in, just how wet she was, and how they came back out, glistening with her arousal. The whole time she kept up a chant of curses and her lover's name as she moved the fingers, her speed gradually picking up. She kept going, curing her fingers inside herself and letting out a shout as her cum dribbled out of her and dripped down her thighs. She brought her fingers up to her lips, keeping her eyes on the camera as she licked them clean. "I'm ready for a second round."

America hadn't done anything that fast in his whole life. In under a minute he had his stuff in his briefcase, his laptop shut and was hailing a taxi. Before he got in it, he sent a message to Alice.


At Home…

Alice smirked at the message she had gotten from Alfred. It seemed like the video had worked. There were only three words on the message.

America: I'm coming home.


So? What do you guys think? I'm going to continue this though. I still have to write what happens after he comes home don't I? Reviews would be appreciated.

~Ren