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[M/America x M/Philippines]
[A!M/Adam x O!M/Ili]
•A heft price to pay•
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{Warning:}
-Cringe
-Errors
-Typos
-Long story build-up(a Lil fluff)
-Near murder
-Animal violence
-Sex
-Edging
-Voyeurism(?)
-Slightly toxic sex(?)
{Note:}
-"A!M" means male alpha, and "O!M" means male omega.
-Countrypets.
-A countrypet has the same amount of rights and privileges as a countryhuman.
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A growl escapes the largest alpha's throat. His attempts to mate with the smaller omega again has failed for the fourth time, and with his rut starting up and his need to mate increasing, his primal instincts started to take over, no longer caring if he hurts the omega.
Adam has long since considered Ili as his permanent mate ever since their first mating attempt. Basically refusing to mate with any other omega that his owner introduces to him, but the omega seems to think otherwise.
He doesn't consider Adam as anything. Just an annoying lust-stricken alpha who wants to mate with him.
Ili hisses at the dominant male, holding back in a defensive stance, a low growl bellowing in his lungs, refusing to mate with the rut stricken alpha. Adam was 3 times bigger than the rest of the alphas, making him the biggest alpha in modern history. And most alphas are already 5 times bigger than omegas.
But his small body is nothing compared to his humongous personality. Ili refuses to submit.
Adam grumbles and charges at the omega, but Ili used his size to his advantage and managed to slip under the big alpha once he tried to jump at him.
Meanwhile, the owners were just chilling on the balcony, drinking wine while watching the sunset as they continue on with their casual meeting, talking about politics and the current state of their economies.
But just as it was starting to become peaceful, a loud strangled yelp echoed through the white walls of the mansion. Panicking, the leaders immediately paused their conversation and rushed to their pets.
It is common knowledge that leaders and pets share a tight bond and a mental link. They're basically a part of each other.
America's eyes widened in anger and disbelief while Philip froze and trembled at the bloody sight. Ili hisses at the giant alpha before spitting out his leg that he managed to bite off.
The giant alpha lays trembling on the wooden table, blood spewing out of its deflated body, a huge rip where his front right leg used to be can be seen.
"An offense to the pet is an offense to its owner..." America murmurs under his breath. Philip's hand shook in fear. Where is he going to get the money to pay for a leg?! America would probably ask billions of dollars from him! He's bankrupt! Where would he get the money?!
America takes off his tie and uses it to stop the bleeding by wrapping it around the injury before picking up Adam and carrying him in his arms, back still facing Philip.
"A-America..." Philip tried to form his words carefully, but after calling out for the leader's name, his throat got stuck and he no longer knows what to say next. Still, Philip tried to speak, "I'm sorry" he apologizes as if that was going to help him with the payments.
"I'll take Adam to the vet, you can go home. We'll talk about the payment later tonight." There was no emotion in each word the country spoke, he maintains an impassive expression while clutching on to his pet dearly while walking away.
Philip gulps as he picks up his pet as well and puts him in his little purse that Ili loves before leaving the taller country's home.
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Ili watched his owner in worry as Philip paced back and forth, rambling about how he was going to pay the bigger country.
"With Eru, it was still a little okay, it was just a piece of skin, it didn't cost much- but a leg! A LEG!" Philip drops down to his knees in front of his omega who's laying down on a large pillow, his four legs tucked inside his round mushy body. "WHY MUST YOU BITE OFF HIS LEG?!" Philip sobs
"You were on the pill! You weren't going to get pregnant! You didn't have to worry about anything!!" He sobs and buries his head on Ili's pillow, but soon calms down as he feels his pet's paws on his head, trying to comfort him as his omega rubs himself on Philip's head while purring and whining.
Philip sniffles and raises his head to look at his pet who also looks like is on the verge of crying. Philip wipes away his tears and stands up. "Looks like I'm gonna have to bury myself in even more......debt..." Philip slowed to a stop at the last word as an idea popped up in his head.
He looks at his pet as if he had just the most brilliant idea ever. "Why don't we just run away!" Philip smiles, but his pet only tilts his head to the side.
"Yeah! We'll just run away! I can just disguise you as a hamster and I can just get a sex change!" Philip laughs, starting to lose his mind after hours of trying to think, he finally breaks.
But his mental breakdown was interrupted by a sudden call. Philip's face paled as life was drained out of it. He shakily grabs his phone from the coffee table and gulps at the ID, he places it back down on the table before pressing the answer button and putting it on speaker mode after much hesitation.
"A-America! I-is Adam alright?! D-don't worry about the payment hahahaha ju-just give me some time and I'll-" Philip's rambling was cut off by the same deep and impassive voice. "I don't need your money. I don't need money. I have lots of it so I don't need it. I'm not asking for money as payment."
Philip froze in his position, it took him a while to process what the larger nation has said. Ili hops off from the pillow, his body bouncing once it hits the ground. But once Ili managed to catch himself by his feet, he stabilized and stopped bouncing. Ili pats his owner's lap, demanding his attention like how a cat would smack its owner's head.
Philip was dragged out of his trance and looked at the phone before down at his omega. Ili looks up at the table before back at his owner, signifying that he wants to go up the table since omegas can't jump as high as the other subspecies of countrypets.
Philip nods and carries his pet to the table before plopping him down, making the omega squeak a little.
"Th-then...what do you want..?" Philip asked through his shaky voice. The master from the other side of the phone cleared his throat. "Well, it seems here that although he lost his leg, Adam is still enthralled with your pesky omega." There was a hint of aggression when America said the words 'pesky omega'. Philip couldn't help but frown as the other master demeaned his pet.
An offense to the pet is an offense to its owner.
So basically, America had also insulted Philip.
"Actually, no. He's now even more obsessed than he was before." America continued without bothering for the smaller country's reply. "And? What do you want me to do about it?" Philip asked as he was no longer afraid, just nervous. Ili whines as he rubs himself on his owner's arm and Philip started patting him gently.
"Make your omega submit to Adam. Adam wants nothing more but for Ili to accept him as his permanent mate and to breed with him permanently."
Philip scowled at the entire sentence that the bigger nation spoke. He spoke as if his pet was nothing but another property to be owned. Once again degrading his pet's worth and rights.
Is there something that the American wants to tell him? Is this his way of degrading and mocking Philip?
"No." On the other side of the phone, America raises a brow and scoffs, gripping the phone in his hand firmly. "I'm sorry, did I ask?" He could hear a growl coming from the other side of his phone. America looks down at Adam who has a hopeful look on his face, tail slightly wagging.
The alpha has been put in a temporary prosthetic leg until his limbs start to regrow into a full leg. They put him in a temporary leg so the alpha wouldn't have to push himself with his hind legs to move around.
"I am not selling away Ili's dignity for your alpha's selfish needs!! Take everything I got! But I'm not selling Ili away!" And with that, the call ended. America stares at the smaller nation's ID on his phone. He grumbles and huffed.
"Like owner like pet." America mumbles to himself as he diverts his attention to his alpha who had his left paw on his left knee. America sighs and pats his alpha lovingly. "Sorry bud, but his owner is just as feisty as him." The alpha whines while his owner chuckles. The alpha removed his paw from his master's lap and walked stiffly towards his favourite plush toy. Which so happens to be a plush toy replica of the omega.
America chuckles at his alpha, "you lovesick fool." He grins, but the alpha retorts at him with a growl while nuzzling his face on the plush toy. It looked just like Ili, the only difference is it's not alive. It won't whine, and it won't squeak.
"Yeah, you're right." America huffs and leans back on the bed, the head is rotated upwards so America could sit on the bed without having to lay on the wall, fully knowing what his pet was trying to convey. Every owner has a very tight bond with their pet that they could form full conversations with each other while still understanding one another, even if it's through simple gestures from their pets.
It is said that their pets are also the physical embodiment of their owner's deepest desires, with them being able to express it freely without being judged, since, come on. Who would judge an animal?
The only reason why pets act the opposite as their masters is because they're acting on the desires that their masters have but has to suppress them.
Gold is lazy because deep down, China wants to rest.
Alfred is clumsy because deep down, UK doesn't want to act the way society wants him to.
Aragon is violent because deep down, Spain is angry at the world.
Paloma is needy for attention because deep down, South Korea is insecure.
Some leaders had been oblivious of their needs and desires that their pet expresses it for them freely.
Adam picks up his plushy with his teeth then flinging it at America, the plushie flying off and hitting America on the face.
"Ah- what the-!" America catches the plushie in time before it could fall to the floor. "Adam!" Adam bellows, but not in an aggressive way as he gestures for his owner to hold the plush toy.
America placed the toy on his lap and Adam walks over to him. It pains America to see his pet have such a hard time walking because the prosthetic leg wouldn't bend the way a real leg would.
Adam looks at his owner as if staring into America's soul while he kneads the plushie. America raised a brow, wondering what his pet wanted to tell him. "What? Adam I don't understand." Adam huffs and smacks his owner's lap before going back to gently pat the plushie.
Adam raises a brow, "you want me to kidnap Ili..???" Adam growls and shakes his head. Disappointed at his owner.
Adam gently places his prosthetic leg on the plush before looking at America.
America's brows knitted, looking back at the plushie then at his pet with a puzzling look. Countrypets have the same IQ as a 10-year-old child. So it's either America is dumber than a 10-year-old, or he and his pet are having some sort of disconnection right now.
But then, it hits him. "Oh- ...OH."
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Philip huffs as he looks at the three bags of money. "This is all we have left Ili. I hope it's enough." Ili whimpers at his master, crying internally as he rubs his mushy body on his owner's.
Philip sighs as he sits down on the floor and picks up his little omega, cradling him in his arms. Philip smiles and pats his little omega. He remembers how small Ili used to be, in his mother's first litter, he was the smallest out of all 5. All of his brothers and sisters were alphas, but 2 of them didn't survive so it was just him, Luna, and Goyo.
Ili was the rug runt of the family, which was why his mother, Ningning, barely cared for him oftentimes neglecting him. Ningning was the biggest beta recorded in history, so it was no surprise that she expected all of her pups to be big as well, considering that their father is also a delta. Perla gave Ili to Philip because she knew he'd give Ili tons of love, one that Ili never experienced from his own litter.
Philip leans back on the couch, still sitting on the floor as he hums to his pet, quietly singing while Ili kneads on his arms before laying comfortably in them again as he squeaks and chirps along with Philip's quiet singing.
Philip smiles at his pet and continues stroking him. Music was one of the things that they could easily bond over. Ili would often sing along to songs by chirping or squeaking, and sometimes even dance along to the songs which Philip found to be very amusing.
Suddenly, their little symphony had been interrupted by a knock on their front door. Philip stiffened as he places Ili on the couch, "stay there." He said as he gathers the large sacks of money before going to the door and opening it. And just as he suspected. It was America with Adam in his arms.
Ili sinks back to the couch as he sees the alpha and his master, thinking that the alpha was still mad at him. Adam's definitely going to tear his insides apart.
Philip tries to put up a stoic face, trying to be assertive despite being already intimidated by the taller nation's height and power.
"I'm not changing my mind, A-America! I'm not giving Ili to Adam! He's just going to use him as a fuck toy!" Philip balls his hands into a fist as he pulls out the large bags of money "here! Take these instead!!"
America's eyes widened behind his glasses, but of course, Philip couldn't see behind them. All Philip could see is the country's impassive expression outside of his glasses. "Like I said. I, don't, need, money. Maybe you do, but I don't! I could just easily throw these away!"
Philip grits his teeth. "THEN WHAT THE HELL DO YOU WANT?!"
"You."
Philip froze, his fists loosening. "Wh-what..?" Behind Philip, Ili looks at Adam who has a prosthetic leg and is peacefully cuddled up in America's arm. Ili started to feel pity towards the alpha, but now his owner is probably going to suffer because of his own mistake.
America sighs as he closes the door behind him. "You need to pay, but I don't need money. You won't give Ili to Adam, and seeing how you're so keen on protecting your pet, as everyone would be, I thought that maybe you could be the payment instead."
Philip's eyes widened as he huffs. So they're doing this again? Philip shakes his head and forms an 'x' with his arms, "no! I don't wanna be your colony again, America!" America was baffled for a moment, "wha- no! That's not what I meant!"
Philip lowers his arms, but not his guard. "Then what?" The larger American country huffs, he seems to be having trouble forming his own words, which was a rare sight for the Asian country. America takes in a deep breath, "let's make a deal. For the sake of the law and your pet's dignity, alright?"
Philip gulps, "uhm, alright..?" America nods as he places the sleeping alpha down on the couch next to Ili. The omega flinches and moved away from the alpha.
America lets out a sigh, "once a week until Adam's leg fully grows back, you, will lend your body to me for the night." Philip's eyes widened. "Wh-what..?" America raises a brow, "you said that you'd rather protect your pet's dignity, and I doubt that you have any of that left in you anyway."
Philip looks up at the American. Once again, the taller nation has degraded and insulted him. Or is it even an insult if it's true?
"I-...I don't know if I-" America shrugs and walks past the Asian country, not even letting him finish anymore. "Alright then. You made your choice." America said as he picks up Adam and was about to pick up the trembling omega as well, "w-wait!"
America pauses from scooping up the omega and turns his head to the smaller nation. "I-...I'll do it." America nods, "wise choice. Don't worry, the doctor said it'll only be a year until his limbs grow back." Philip gulped and nodded. "And since tomorrow is a Sunday, I'll come here at 10 pm." Philip nods obediently as he hangs his head low. America couldn't help but smile, but he quickly wipes it off of his face before Philip would even see it.
"Very well then. Adam and I will take our leave. Hope you two will have a lovely evening." And with that, America left with his alpha.
Philip's legs started to turn into jelly, dropping into his knees as the American's words echoed in his mind "I doubt that you have any of that left in you anyway." America might've been right. Philip has long sold his dignity away. Maybe that's why he's keen on protecting Ili's.
Philip exhales with his lips "ppbbttt.." as he turns to his omega who looks at him with concern. Philip smiles and kisses Ili on the top of his forehead? Head? Whatever. "Are you hungry? Do you want to eat?" Ili shook his head at his owner's questions, not being in the mood to eat.
Philip chuckles and nods as he picks Ili up. "Alright, let's just go and take a bath then."
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Sunday, Philip made sure that he and Ili were emotionally and mentally prepared for later tonight. "Ili, you're gonna have to sleep in your cage tonight, okay? You might have to share it with Adam too if America decides to bring him."
Ili whines and rubs himself on his owner, still trying to change his mind, but Philip has already had his mind made up. "Let's go make ourselves a snack, okay?" He smiles as he carries his pet to the kitchen.
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30 minutes have passed and Philip places brown tissues on the ceramic plate before gently scooping up the mozzarella sticks with a sieve and carefully placing the sticks in the bowl, letting it cool down for a bit before serving it.
Meanwhile, Ili couldn't help but stare at the sticks in want. His tummy rumbled in hunger as he just simply couldn't wait but dig in. Philip saw Ili's eagerness and couldn't help but smile. Once the oil was all dried up, Philip took the brown tissues off of the plate and threw them away before going over to the cupboard to get some sauce for the mozzarella sticks.
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Philip plated the sticks and sauce properly and took three mozzarella sticks from the pile and cut it into smaller pieces for Ili before putting them on a separate plate.
Ili squeaks in joy as he immediately scoops three pieces with his mouth and munch on them earnestly. Philip could help but laugh and dipped one stick into the sauce. As Philip did this, Ili copied him as well, taking a piece from his plate and then walking over to the main plate to dip his piece, almost falling into the sauce as he did so.
Meanwhile, America had been preparing himself. an excessive amount of gym work and yoga while Adam is too busy humping and playing with his plush toy. For some reason, America was excited to do this with the smaller head of state, never once has he been this excited to sleep with someone that he'd actually prepare.
America huffs as he stays firm on his position, planking with both arms and feet in a straight posture. He's been doing this for 10 minutes now. America looks at Adam and sneers, "Adam! Stop humping your plushy!"
Adam looks up at America then back down to his Ili plushy before picking it up and walking away to hump it elsewhere.
America groans as he hangs his head low, starting to get tired. Eventually, his muscles gave up and flopped on the carpeted floor, resting there for a few minutes before getting up to take a second hot shower.
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At 10 pm, Philip paces around the living room once again, though he was prepared but as the seconds pass by he becomes more and more anxious. Anxiety and fear creeping up in his chest.
Although he had prepared himself, it seems that it wasn't enough, and his heart keeps beating like a drum, luckily, Ili was already asleep in his cage so he didn't have to worry about his master being a total wreck. Mentally and later, physically.
Philip froze as a knock came on his door, Philip gulps and walks over to the door, slightly hesitating. He draws out a sigh before twisting the doorknob open. And there stood the great country with his fat alpha.
Philip couldn't help but melt into the larger country's scent, it was sweet and magnetic, it's like he was immediately being drawn in. Pathetic. Philip shook away the thoughts in his mind, he can't let the larger man persuade him so easily.
Then again, what choice does he have?
Before he could say any form of greeting, America immediately dived in on the smaller nation's lips, kissing him while closing the door behind him with his feet, the door quickly slamming shut.
Wow already? No foreplay? This dude must be really horny. Philip said in his thoughts as he forces himself to melt into the kiss. America breaks off the kiss before grabbing the younger country's wrist to pull him to his room. Philip was caught in a daze that it took him a while to get back to his conscious mind.
America opens up Ili's cage which ultimately caught the omega off guard and abruptly woke him up. He woke up confused as Adam was suddenly put in his cage. Ili flinches and scurries away from the larger animal.
As America was about to pull Philip to bed, Philip stops him, "wait hold on." He said as he grabs a blanket and drapes it over the cage. It's thick enough to block their pets' view, but it's also thin enough for it to not be hot inside. America raises a brow at this but then realizes that Philip does the exact same thing when Ili was about to mate as well. So maybe it goes both ways.
Ili whines, walking over to the end of the cage, pressing his chubby little face on the metal bars, trying to peak through out of worry. Adam looks at the omega before walking over towards him and licking him from behind, still trying to express his affection towards the little omega.
Ili flinched, completely caught off guard, he didn't expect the alpha to still be nice to him after biting off his leg. Ili whines as he looks at the alpha before back at the blanket as Ili gently pats it, gesturing that he wants it off. Adam understood and went over to the other side of the cage to pull the blanket down with his paws, the cover slowly being lifted on the other side.
Ili squeaks in happiness as he could finally see his owner, Ili prances towards the alpha and rubs himself on the alpha as a way of saying "thank you". Adam looked happy and nuzzles himself back at the omega and licks him on his face, catching the Ili completely off guard again. But Ili immediately diverts his attention to his master after he heard a very noticeable whimper. Adam heard it as well and looked at the two masters with interest and curiosity.
Philip whines as America removed his robes and threw them on the side, leaving the smaller nation completely bare to the larger man's eyes. America hums as he observed Philip's body. Philip shrinks between his shoulders as he could feel America's gaze on him. The larger country's shirt was already off.
America sat down on the edge of Philip's bed and ordered for the smaller country to get down on his knees, Philip gulps and nodded as he went down on his knees in front of the larger male. "You know what to do." Philip nods and undid America's pants, pulling them down to his knees before pulling down his underwear as well.
America wasn't hard yet, but Philip quickly fixed that through his soft caresses and feathery licks on the bigger shaft while his fingers wrapped around the base, leaving ghostly touches on his member, making the American shudder and relax under the smaller man's touch.
Philip gently teased the hardening member until it was fully hard and leaking. Philip opens his mouth and puts America's tip in between his lips before slowly lowering his head down to the decently sized dick until his mouth has fully engulfed America's tip.
America groaned and bucks his hips forward while he leans his head back, loving the warmth from Philip's mouth. The urge to just grab the man's head and push him down onto his dick to fuck his throat was tempting, but America remained still in his position, only watching the smaller nation while letting him take his time and go at his own pace.
Soon, Philip was engulfing the entirety of America's member in his mouth, gagging and choking occasionally as he pushed himself too deep. America bites his lip, muffling his sounds as he covers it with the back of his hand, body arching slightly and hips rising making Philip gag once again. America's breathing becomes hotter and heavier, which doesn't go unnoticed by Philip. He quickly went to work and did everything he could to quicken the process, sucking and bobbing his head faster while swirling his tongue around his head.
America groans louder and grips Philip by the hair, pushing him down before cumming down his throat. Philip had no choice but to swallow, quickly pulling himself away once the American let's go of him. Philip holds his neck as he chokes and coughs.
America takes off his glasses and places them down on Philip's bedstand. "Get on the bed and lay on your back."
Philip obliged. And crawled up to the bed before laying on his back, waiting for another command. "Do you have any lube?" Philip nodded and points at his right bedstand "i-it's on the bottom drawer." America nodded and opens the bottom drawer, he found a half-empty bottle of lube and an almost empty box of condoms.
America figured that the condoms were for Philip since it was too small to fit him or (assumably) other bigger countries. The thought of Philip pleasuring himself made America's boner almost spring back to life. he pulls out the bottle of lube from the drawer as well as one condom before completely pulling off his pants and underwear down, and then pulling out another packet of condom from his pocket.
America gives Philip the bottle of lube, Philip looks up at America in confusion, "what, you expect me to stretch you?" Philip flinches and shakes his head. "Go on then. Stretch yourself with your fingers." Philip bites his bottom lip, his cheeks turning into a bright shade of red.
Philip straightens himself up, leaning his back on the tall headboard as he pours a generous amount of lube on his fingers before spreading his legs in front of the large capitalist who seems to be getting a kick out of watching the flustered country prepare himself.
Ili watches from his cage while Adam is on top of him, the bigger alpha just lays gently on the omega, snuggling him like a plushie, but not so much that he would squish and deflate the chubby bean.
America huffs and wears the condom that he brought on his member. Even though Philip can't get pregnant, it isn't impossible for them to get any sort of sexual disease. It's better to be safe than sorry.
And also to prevent messes.
Philip lets out a hearty moan as he shoved his fingers into his pleading hole, quickly pushing his fingers in and out while scissoring himself as well. His short fingernails gently scrape against his walls as his fingers know exactly which spot to touch. Meanwhile, America uses the arousing sight to jerk off, getting his member hard after he poured a generous amount of lubricant on his hand and starts stroking himself at a slow pace, almost mimicking the way that Philip fondled and teased his member. The two masters clearly too busy to notice the prying eyes of their pets.
Philip added another finger and continued fucking himself with his fingers, arching his back and stroking his dick, Philip was close, teetering to the edge, ready to release. "A-ah...I-I'm gonna-" before Philip could finish, America instantly pulls Philip's fingers out, causing the smaller nation to gasp and whine. America pulled him down by the ankles, making him lay on his back before flipping him on his stomach. Philip whines, his weeping cock begging for attention and his puckering hole begging to be filled.
Philip raises his hips, an invitation for the taller nation. America sneers at his willingness, he liked it more when Philip was hesitating and anxious. "You're such a slut, raising your hips for me like that." America scowls, but Philip could only sob from the edging. He attempts to sneak a hand down to his weeping cock, but his hands were immediately grabbed, held by his wrist above his head. "Such an impatient little whore." America coos as he prodded his tip on Philip's entrance, teasing the winking hole before pushing in. Philip could only scream, not from pain, but from absolute and sheer pleasure that it almost drove him to the edge. Almost.
America stares at the other's face. His face contorted in pleasure as the larger nation teased him further by going as slow as he could. Tears filled the corners of the asian's eyes. America sighs and shuddered in pleasure as he managed to get half of his length in without hurting the smaller head of state. Philip whines at the slow penetration, his throat sore and his lips pouty from giving the American head, but that doesn't stop him from being vocal.
"So you're this much of a wench that you don't give a single damn about being heard, huh." The United States mused as he holds on tighter to the smaller country's hips and immediately slammed himself in. The impact echoed a loud snap that caught the little ball beans off guard. Now Ili is even more concerned for his owner's safety. But when he looks at Philip's face, he didn't see fear or worry, in fact, it looks like he's even enjoying it. He didn't have to theorize to know as Philip lets out a hearty moan.
America groans, staying still as he lets himself get used to the warm, and wet hole that's squeezing him tightly like an affectionate embrace. He hasn't gotten laid since 1969 that he forgot how this whole thing felt. The sudden impulse of ravaging and tearing this poor country apart crossed his mind, but then, what would he fuck next week if Philip was suddenly hospitalized?
The warm, tight hole is making him want more.
Philip on the other hand, felt a new sensation coiling in his stomach. None of his dildos were big enough to stretch and penetrate him like this. He looks down at himself to notice a huge bulge in his stomach. Philip felt his face heat up.
America starts off with small movements, going slow and steady with each thrust, he holds Philip's neck up so he could reach over and plant a kiss on his lips. Philip shuts his eyes close from the pleasure and returns the kiss, moaning quietly, leaving his mouth hanging open for the larger head of state to push his tongue in, only to be met with no resistance.
For a moment, the degrading and insults stop. From a stranger's point of view, this sight could be seen as romantic and loving, when it's really nothing but just two head of states in a heated bedroom, fucking for the sake of the law and debts. America pulls away from the kiss, panting as he stares at the smaller nation who's still catching his breath. America's movements were steady but on point. It kept driving Philip to the edge. He could feel that he was close, but the slow pace was keeping him from cumming. Continuing to edge him even more.
America pulls back Philip's hair as he leans over to his jaw and starts gnawing, leaving light hickeys that would be hard to cover up for tomorrow. Philip trembles, letting out a whine, sobbing at the feeling of America's teeth. America continues to work his way down that after leaving a very noticeable hickey on side of the smaller nation's jaw, he quickly went to his throat before flipping the smaller boy again, this time making him lay on his back so foreplay could be easier and he starts tracing his tongue down to his chest.
The peculiar taste of sweat tracing his tongue. He turns to Philip's right nipple and started licking and biting at the sensitive buds. So foreplay comes in the middle for him, huh., Philip said in his thoughts as he moans quietly and thrusts his chest forward.
America almost forgot that he was here for the payment, not to make sweet love with the master whose pet tore off his pet's leg.
America pulls away from the buds and straightens up, slowly pulling his dick out from the warm embrace of Philip's walls. Philip whines and prepared himself for impact until a loud ringtone disrupted the mood. Philip flinches as he grabs the phone that was just lying beside him. America was astounded at how Philip has the balls to pick up the phone despite the fact that he's about to get pounded in the ass.
The pets who were watching no longer watched as Ili felt content that his master was enjoying it in the least. Meanwhile, Adam was just more than happy to just be able to snuggle with the omega. No longer caring about the people outside of the cage.
"Hee-hello...?" Philip's voice was slurry, he didn't bother to check on the ID as he just tried his best to listen. Now America is wondering if Philip ever picked up his call while being in the middle of fucking himself.
Suddenly, the idea of Philip riding a dildo while talking to him over the phone got him harder. Philip froze as America had just gotten bigger inside him.
"A-ah..! R-Ross..iyah~..mm..ye-yes, I-" upon hearing the name of the person from the other side of the phone, America's blood boiled and grabbed Philip's left wrist and tears the phone away from his ear before slamming back inside him. The sound of their hips slapping together echoed around the room like a gunshot, creating a burning sensation in Philip's ass as a loud squeal-like moan escaped his throat, losing his grip from his phone.
America grunts at the sudden tightness around his dick. Every time he draws his cock out, Philip's insides would tighten and try to draw him back in, and every time he slams back in, they tighten and squeeze him into a tight, warm, and wet embrace. The wet squelching noises of skin to skin echoed around the soundproof walls, leaving their sounds trapped in the room with them to echo.
"A-aH!.. I-i'M g0nNa- oHh!" Philip moaned and spurted his cum all over his abdomen with a loud whine as he rode his orgasm. Philip shuts his eyes close and throws his head back in pleasure and pain from overstimulation. He didn't even go soft, he didn't have the time to.
From the other side of the phone, Russia stares at his phone's black screen as moans and thrusts erupted from his cellular, a mix of expressions laid across his face. He was confused, disgusted, and concerned. He didn't take the small nation to be such a homophile and be so shameless about it. He doesn't know how to deal with it so he ends the call as the other person from the other side of the screen was clearly too busy to notice that he was still there.
As of now, he doesn't know what to do about this new information so he just sits back on the bench and watches his delta. Philip is one of his new closest allies, he had always admired the older nation's wisdom, so this information is making him see Philip in a not-so-bright light.
Russia glances at his pet who was chasing something he couldn't see. Probably a small insect, more likely a ladybug. But soon, Alexeï's attention shifted to one of the flowers after he assumably ate the tiny insect. Russia squints his eyes to try and see what other animal caught his nature-loving delta's attention. Russia's eyes widened as he saw what it was. He stood up and chased after his pet. Alexeï has a habit of playing with insects and then try catching them with his mouth. Oftentimes he'd let them go, but sometimes he'd eat them too. "Alexeï-! Don't eat the-!!"
Aaaaannnd it was too late.
....Meanwhile, a wet spot formed on the cage's carpet. Ili notices his arousal and squirms, trying to get the alpha's attention. Ili managed to flip himself over and lay on his round back, exposing his dripping slit to the alpha. As much as he would've wanted it, Adam was put under a pill that prevents him from having erections in order to control his rut. Ili stares at the alpha in disappointment and annoyance before rolling over to lay on his stomach again and just letting himself be drenched in his wet arousal. Adam whined and nudges the omega with its head, trying to apologise but the omega simply ignored him. What a hypocrite.
America wraps his hand around Philip's throat, choking him as he continues to fuck the smaller country who couldn't do anything other than lay there and whine while occasionally choking from the hold. How is he still going?? His stamina is inhumane! Philip chokes out a moan of the bigger nation's name. "Ame-!" Philip gasps as their grip became tighter and the thrusts got sloppier. Philip doesn't really know what this means, this was his first time having sex with an actual person. Before this, he would only use his fingers and toys.
America's thrusts became more and more erratic and quick, completely losing his rhythm. America wasn't ashamed when it came to his sounds, he'd let out groans, whines, and even deep moans.
America used his other hand to lift Philip's hips higher so he could strike his prostate with more accuracy before leaning down on his neck to leave more hickeys and violent purplish marks.
"Aah! Nmh-.. ah! Ah..! A~MeHrikA! PuTa!!-...haaa~!" Philip moaned despite the force around his neck, starting to get a kick out of his situation. The burning pain and the raw, dry feeling of being stimulated never left his ass but it just made it even better for him. The bed creaked and rocked back and forth, hitting the wall harshly that if his neighbours could hear, they might think that he was being beaten to death.
With a canon-like snap, America lunges in forward, making Philip's head hit the bed frame as he came with a loud, almost animalistic howl. Philip panted as the force almost made him cum. Almost.
America pulls out and takes off his condom, fully satisfied. Meanwhile, Philip let out a shrilly cry as America pulled out of him. America only glances at him before turning away to find the trashcan. Philip panted, he still wasn't done. He needed to cum. So, he weakly reaches over to his length and started stroking himself. But it wasn't the same. It no longer felt as good as when he did it by himself before, and right now, he's too tired to even move a muscle.
From the corner of his eyes, America watched as his exhausted partner tries to make himself cum. But the fact that he couldn't even move his arms so much was amusing to him. He finds a trashcan and throws the condom away before going over to the smaller nation, watching his pathetic attempt to please himself. "Ame..." The younger male whines his name out which sent shivers down his spine.
America sighs, "alright alright." He huffs and goes over to the helpless nation and shoves three fingers inside of him before starting to quickly thrust them in. Fingering the smaller male violently. It didn't even take a minute before the boy finally came. Philip sighs and panted.
Philip looks to his left to see the cage's blanket was lifted and saw Ili watching him intensely. Philip was too numb to care so he stares back at the ceiling and before falling asleep...
The next day, it was Monday, which meant there was a meeting. Philip was tired and sleepy and could hardly walk. News about Adam's leg spread throughout the whole office which lead to a few countrypets being scared of the small omega. They didn't know what Philip did to pay back the rich country since they all know he's buried deep in debt, but with the fact that he's in a wheelchair and hardly has the capacity to walk, they probably already have an idea of what he had to do.
Philip was in the hall with his wheelchair, not at all ashamed. He did this for his beloved pet. He'd do anything for Ili.
Philip bumps into Russia, but he was too deep in his trance to even notice it that he thought he just bumped into a pipe and just turns to the other side and continued until the slav called his name. "Philip."
Philip snaps back from his trance and looks at his ally with a deadpan expression. "Yes?" Russia takes in a deep breath as he tightens his hold on his delta who didn't even seem to mind.
"When I called yesterday, I heard that you were...busy..and-" Philip's eyes widened. His cheeks didn't flush in embarrassment but rather, he stared at Russia in horror. Russia was caught off guard, why's he looking at me as if he's witnessing me murder someone? He expected that the older nation would be flustered or be cocky about it.
Philip was well aware of how Russia admired and adored him, so he simply shakes his head. "No Rossiya. I am not a homophile. You should know me better than that." Russia raises a brow, "then what were the noises that I heard?" Philip sighs, "your thoughts were right. But that doesn't mean I'm gay. For the sake of the rules, Amerika and I made a deal so that I don't have to pay him with money for Adam's leg." Russia's eyes widened, "So Adam's leg was..." Russia's eyes drifted lower to the purse sitting next to Philip on his wheelchair, inside the purse was a peacefully sleeping omega. Philip sighs, "yes."
Russia nods. "Alright... I apologise for making such accusations. Would you like me to escort you to your office?" Philip sighs, he was glad that Russia believed his lie. Then again, he studied theatrics and had been a politician for many decades. Of course, lying would come naturally to him. "Yes, that'd be delightful. But let me carry Alexeï for you." Russia nods and gives his pet to Philip who carries him gently. Philip noticed the bandage wrapped around the delta with a ribbon knot on top as if he was some kind of present while Russia began pushing his wheelchair for him.
"He swallowed another bug?" Philip asks as he gently caresses the delta's swollen cheeks. Russia sighs in disappointment. "Da." Philip sighs and shakes his head, "what was it this time?" With a deadpan expression, Russia replied; "wasp."
-End-
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[A/n: First oneshot using my countrypets headcanon]