In the heart of Beijing, behind the closed doors of the Forbidden City, China and North Korea found themselves alone, their desires for each other reaching a fever pitch.
North Korea's eyes met China's, the heat between them almost palpable. With a slow, deliberate pace, China approached North Korea, their breath mingling as they stood mere inches apart.
The air between them thickened with lust as China's hand reached out to cup North Korea's cheek, their thumb tracing the outline of the smaller nation's jawline. North Korea's heart raced, their body trembling in anticipation.
Without warning, China pulled North Korea into a fierce kiss, their lips crashing together with a force that left North Korea gasping for breath. Hands roamed, tearing at the buttons of their shirts, revealing the taut muscles and sweat-slick skin beneath.
China's hands ran over North Korea's body, their fingers gripping the other's hips, pulling them closer. A low growl rumbled in China's chest as they ground against North Korea, their arousal pressing against the smaller nation.
Their kiss broke, both panting as China's hands reached for the belt of North Korea's trousers, undoing it with a rough, impatient motion. North Korea's eyes fluttered closed, their body arching into China's touch as they were stripped bare.
With a rough chuckle, China pushed North Korea onto a nearby table, their hips slamming into the smaller nation as they positioned themselves between North Korea's legs. China's eyes were dark and hungry as they lined themselves up with North Korea's entrance.
North Korea bit their lip, their body arching as China thrust forward, burying themselves inside. Their hips slammed into North Korea with a force that left them gasping for breath. China's grip on North Korea's hips was bruising, their thrusts rough and unrelenting.
North Korea's moans filled the room, part pleasure, part pain, as China's lust for them knew no bounds. Their bodies slapped together, a primal rhythm that echoed through the chamber.
China's other hand snaked around, wrapping around North Korea's cock, stroking it with a rough, relentless pace. North Korea's back arched, their eyes rolling back as the pleasure built, their body trembling on the precipice of orgasm.
China's thrusts grew more forceful, their grip on North Korea brutal. In a final, violent thrust, they drove themselves deep, their release spilling within North Korea's body. China's ragged breaths mingled with North Korea's cries of surrender as their own release spilled over China's hand.
China pulled out, leaving North Korea panting on the table, their body slick with sweat and the evidence of their rough coupling. China, breathless, leaned in to capture North Korea's lips in a searing kiss, their fingers trailing over the smaller nation's flushed skin.
In the aftermath, the two nations lay entwined, their boundaries forever altered. The chamber echoed with the sounds of their passion, a testament to the secret history that bound them together, their rough and forceful encounter a stark reminder of the heated undercurrents that ran beneath the surface of their relationship.
As they recovered, the world outside the chamber continued to rage on, unaware of the storm of passion that had raged within. China, no longer the nation they'd once been, was now a creature of obsession and pain, forever changed by the flames of passion and betrayal that had scorched their heart.
The echoes of their passionate embrace would continue to haunt the world, a dark secret shared between China and North Korea, a story of rough conquest, and the intricate web of desire and betrayal that bound them together.
Their smut, a defiance of the boundaries that sought to divide them, a testament to the power of human connection across the chasms of history and ideology. The tale of China and North Korea, once allies, now bound by the warmth of their secret union, would remain hidden from the prying eyes of the world.
Together, they lay in the afterglow, their hearts beating as one, their flags, once held aloft in defiance, now woven together in the tape sttry, a symbol of the intimate connection that had blossomed between them.
The world may have looked upon their encounters and seen only allies, but between the lines of history, a different story would play out, a tale of two nations, bound by the most intimate of connections, their secret union a testament to the power of human desire, even in the face of the most formidable adversity.
In the shadows of their encounter, China and North Korea found solace in each other's arms, their hearts beating as one, a secret history unfolding beneath the surface of the world's gaze. And so, the tale of China and North Korea, a story of passion and defiance, remains unwritten, its pages reserved for the whispers of the night and the secrets of their hearts.
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Romancea one shot story? that gets updated? and has many ships? READDDDDD BISHESSSSSSSS💕✨ Suggest more ships in the comments pls and if I did any mistakes don't hesitate to comment ^^ Warnings : may contains 13+,18+ swearing self harm s3x fucking r...