Experiences Up Above: (EnglandXReader) Lemon

Chapter Three: Jealousy Got the Better of him (Lemon)

"Arthur, are you.. angry at m-" 

You were cut off by his lips that roughly slamemd against yours. You moaned, shocked before you tried to push him away due to the lack of oxygen you had. “A-Arthur, what’s wrong with you?!” He smirked. “That bloody American can have his ways, be it have his ways with anyone.. but certainly not with you, my darling, [name].” He took a dangerous step towards you as you backed away from him slowly, this continued for at least until you hit the glass with your back, noticing that this was as far as you can go. ‘Shit!’ You panicked, on the inside, making sure that he didn't see through your fear. England placed his two arms against both sides of your head and gave a soft snicker. “I always had my eye on you..” 

“..And I know that.” You lied.

You closed your eyes, feeling prepared and ready and once again, he kissed you but this time a little less rougher. It was more of a jealousy kind of kiss. He licked your bottom lip asking for entrance, of course you objected but he wasn’t going to take no for an answer. After all, He WAS England. He pulled your stray hairs making you moan, he took this advantage to forcefully shove his tongue in. You regretted it but after a while it felt pleasing. You opened one of your eye to take a peek at him. He stopped kissing you before he unbuttoned your shirt.

     “H-Hey, Artie, what the hell do you think you’re doing?!” You asked in alert. He smirked. “What does it look like, [name]?” 

You blushed before trying to push him off. He sucked your lower abdomen and worked his way up until a fabric-like obstacle stopped him. Your bra. He fidgeted with it, trying to take it off. You didn’t help him, you felt like he needed a good tease from stealing kisses off you. “Bloody hell, [name], how do you girlies take these things of?!” He said a little impatient. You snickered, not helping him as you didn’t want to do this, at least not yet.Your eyes widened as you watched him grow impatient, fiddling and trying to find a way to remove it. His efforts didn’t pay off and in annoyance he decided to rip it off. You’re favourite bra. You looked at him, shocked. 

“ARTHUR! WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO THAT FOR THAT WAS MY FAVOURITE!” You scolded, trying to get out of the way. He caught you again and wrapped his arms tightly around your neck. You covered your exposing chest. He dug his head into your neck and let out a deep breath that tickled your skin. “Sorry, [name]” He smirked sexily, playing with your [coloured] hair. You unwrapped his arms and looked at him, picking up the shredded fabrics of your bra from the floor to cover your breasts. You gave up. 

A soft and warm kiss had entered Arthur’s mouth. Your kiss. He closed his eyes and treasured every movement that your tongue made, he followed. Your tongues battled and fought for dominance but he won. He always does. You sat down on the wooden bench located in the middle of the carriage so that you could relax. He perked himself on top of you before he took your hands off your chest. He couldn’t stop gawking. 

“Arthur, stop looking at me weird.” You teased with a tongue poking out. He laughed before trailing his tongue done from your neck to between your chests. You moaned. “Ah~ Artie..” He wanted more. He circled his tongue continuously in between your breasts until you forcefully took his head and dug it into one of your buds. He began to suck crazy earning the pleasurable moans from you. He felt as if he was encouraged to gave the same treatment to the other bud, licking, sucking and poking it gently. That was when he grew entirely bored of your upper body and headed south towards your vital regions. Placing both hands on the sides of your figure, touching and drawing every curve. He looked at you for any sign on approval to remove your pants. 

You nodded. Arthur pulled them down slowly to reveal your soaking-wet panties. “My my, [name].. What happened here?” He asked before kissing your thighs. You blushed “S-shut up, Kirkland..” 

He rubbed your entrance with two fingers, keeping your panties on. “Nngh.. Arthur, we shouldn’t be doing this. The carriage can move any second people could probably see us..” You stated, moans interrupting every one word or two. However, Arthur didn’t stop and instead inserted one digit in of you. You arched your back in sheer pleasure as you felt your tight walls squeezing against it. You moaned, rocking your hips forward and back as he thrusted his fingers in and out, adding another digit once he felt satisfied with your lustful moans. “Sorry, poppet, but I’m not letting us finish this until I get what I’ve wanted from the start.” He smirked as he continued to thrust in you, enjoying every time that you squirmed which seemed to encourage him to do more. 

It continued for a few more minutes, with him thrusting faster and faster by the second. The knot in your stomach began to get bigger and pretty soon you felt that it was enough to burst open. 

“Ah.. A-Arthur, I’m gonna come~” 

He stopped. “Too bad that’s not gonna happen, love.” He said, flashing a mischievous grin. He took off his pants and boxers, only to reveal that his tent which rose high.You gasped at the size of it, gawking in awe and your heart filled with curiosity. You squeezed it cheekily, earning a groan of displeasure from the man you loved before he suddenly flipped you over so that your stomach felt the surface of the cold floor, discarded your underwear and positioned himself in front of your entrance. 

‘Payback.’ He thought. 

He gripped onto your waists and leant next to your ear, feeling his warm yet cold breath tickling your sensitive skin. “Ready?” He whispered seductively. You nodded before he entered. It was quite a sensational feeling, your stomach made a knot again. You screeched as he stole your virginity away from you. He gripped tightly onto your wrists, pulling back your arms. You lay your head down on the floor as tears dripped down from your eyes. “Ouch.” You whispered. 

The pain was immense, a feeling of dirtiness overcame you. “A-Arthur.. What would everyone think of us after this?” You asked him. “They don’t have to know, love.” He kissed your right shoulder blade before he shoved his member which was growing in length. You let out a groan of pain, trying your best to ignore it. “England..” He stopped, allowing you to adjust to it. “..You can move now..” 

He continued to thrust into you, gently at first. The immense pain went away as quick as snapping your two fingers and it was instead, replaced with pleasure. You moaned, encouraging him to continue. Finally he hit your G-spot, making you clench your fist. He turned you over so that he could see your adorable little face which turned him on. He continued thrusting your core, making you scream and shout his name over and over again. He smirked before digging his nails into your waist a little more, letting deep breaths escape from his lungs. “[N-Name], I think I’m gonna..” You slammed your lips into his, silencing him. 

“Me too..” 

“Then make sure you scream my name, love.” He said nuzzling into your neck as he continued his thrusting. 

Then it came. The knot in your stomach felt like it was about to burst. You bit your lip as you dug your nails into his back, wrapping your legs around his slender waist. 

“ARTHUR~!” 

           “[Name]~!” 

Your juices mixed, making wonderful-scenting aroma roam around the room. You smiled at him. 
“You’re jealous, aren’t you?” He groaned as the memories of you and America talking flooded his mind. 
“[Name], next time I see you with that bastard, I'll bang you hard like there's no tomorrow." 

You laughed, as you grabbed one of his but cheeks. “Let’s see about that, England~”