Her Ways

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Regular England POV

  I stared at Rachel on the plane ride and made her my Cook. I don't know if she can. We'll figure that out later. She yelled at America with disgust. It made me grin. I showed the mansion and left her alone. She was beautiful and was lady like ish... She wears pants.

Pirate England POV (I don't like spilt POV but it was needed)

  I stared at the lassie with lust. I wanted her more then anything even gold right now. I growled at myself for thinking like that. We were back at home. I could smell rain coming. "Aye, Matie a storm is coming" I said to her, hoping to scare her.

  Rachel jumped up. "Really?," She said excitedly.

  "Yes, I smell it," I said, grinning.

  She ran outside as it started to rain. "Wait, what are you doing?!" I yelled in shock.

  "Playing in the storm," She said simply.

  "Ugh," I groaned, sliding my hand through my blonde hair.

  The rain was making her body more visible. My eyes clouded with lust. I walked out to her and grabbed her waist. I pulled her close to me. She looked up confused. I bent down and kissed her soft lips. She gasped in shock and I slid my tongue into her mouth. I explored every inch of her mouth. I picked her up bridle style and carried her into the house. I placed her on my bed and kept kissing her. My minded unclouded and I realized what I was doing. I jumped off of her. "Sorry, lassie" I said, looking away from her, blushing.

  "Er, its OK" She said, blushing herself.

  She walked out of the room. I kicked myself mentally.

Really lust? I know its not long but its good ;)

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