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Monopoly [Pirate!England]

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England Pirate by JadeDeng

You could hear the shallow rippling of water, with each wave that crashed against the side of the ship. Head woozy like the day after a night of heavy drinking, you pushed yourself up on the -surprisingly- soft ground. Looking around, you saw that it was no dirt ground. No, indeed it was not, for underneath you was a king-sized bed, with velvet cushions and pillows.


"I see you've awaken, sweetheart..." The voice echoed from the other side of the room, smooth like the finest silk of China. There was a sultry tone to it, like the tropics during summertime. 


"W-Who are you? Where am I? W-" You barely held back a gasp when you realized that both your arms had been bound to the metal bed frame. 


"Shh. One at a time, darling." He cooed, almost. The green of his eyes glimmered like they were cut from a shard of emerald. You were surprised, no doubt, at the gentleness his voice held. Pushing yourself against the bed frame, you tried to escape his advancing figure. he was having none of it, it seemed, and chuckled darkly.


"It's not very nice to refuse one's hospitality, is it?" The tip of the cutlass was an inch from your throat in an instant. You flinched at the glinting metal, an icy shiver going up your spine at the very thought of how many different bloods the insatiable blade had watered itself.


Your heavy breathing was the only sound in the room as the blade advanced closer to your flesh. The pounding of your heart fast as a metronome on Allegro, any harder it'll thump out of your chest. The blunt side of the metal stroked your cheek, him taking in the sight as you tried to keep still, a dry laugh escaping his throat when you flinched.


"You see.. poppet, we're in a bit of a predicament here..." His face inches from your own, and his eyes.. the viridescent orbs a never ending abyss, almost as if inviting you to step into their labyrinth. Cold aquamarine embedded in the finest English porcelain.


Licking his lips, he then slid the blade along your vulnerable visage, gently scraping your soft skin. He mercilessly continued the descent, tracing the curve of your jaw before resting it under your chin, tilting your head up so that your (E/C) orbs met his.  


"W..What do you want with me?" You dared to ask as the blade slowly withdrew. 


"Hm.." He hummed in amusement at your naiveness. 


"You're quite... valuable, love... And I wouldn't have you fall into any of their hands." His eyes darkened at the mention of them. THough he chuckled at your terrified expression. 


"Fret not, love... We'll be spending quite a lot of time together, now wouldn't we?" 
I tried to write some Hetalia, and this one popped out. 
First time writing England, hope that I got his character right. >.<
Anyways, this will be the last you see of me for a while, exams coming up soon (read: tomorrow)
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Laineyfantasy's avatar
oh my this is a good pirate england story :)