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Title: In Which Canada Cross-Dresses
Author: Music_est_vita
Beta: bitchy_merlin
Character(s) or Pairing(s): France/Canada
Rating: pg13 (just in case)
Warnings:cross-dressing, mangled attempts at french
Summary: France bought these clothes for Canada....
"You know it will be fun!" Francis said, leering at Matthew. Matthew just shook his head, trying not to meet France's eyes. Matthew knew France was right, even if it was only a little bit. The clothes he was holding up did look like fun to wear, but Canada's dignity would not remain intact if he wore them.
"Mathieu, S'il te plait? Fais-le pour moi?" Francis said, this time looking sincere, and Matthew was loathe to disappoint. What could it hurt, Matthew thought while he looked at the offending garments. Francis held in his hands a red satin cocktail dress, white tights and black mary-jane shoes that he had bought for Matthew.
Matthew was currently visiting Francis while he stayed in England for some diplomatic matters. Matthew knew Francis could get a bit... out there when it came to their... relationship, but asking Canada to cross-dress! That was completely unexpected. Matthew wasn't sure if he'd really end up liking this whole thing, but he decided to make his lover happy and go along with it. Matthew held out his hand and said "Fine Francis, I'll try the dress on."
France, needless to say, was extremely happy with this. "Mon p'tit chou! Je t'aime! Merci beacoup!" Canada sighed and took the clothes from Francis and went to the bathroom to change, much to Francis' dismay. Francis wasn't crestfallen for long, though, because as soon as Matthew reappeared his heart sped up and he could barely believe his eyes: France normally thought his p'tit chou was beautiful, but in the dress? In the dress Canada was gorgeous. He walked over to his young lover and smiled. Francis stoked Matthew's burning cheek and softly pet his hair. Then Francis pulled something red and shiny out of his pocket: a pair of red maple-leaf barrettes. He clipped the hair ornaments on to Matthew's hair, pulling the hair away from Canada's face as he did so.
France slid one hand down to the small of Canada's back, and the other behind Matthew's neck, and proceeded to kiss Canada senseless. After ravaging Matthew's mouth, Francis smiled. Mathieu looks so delicious, was all Francis could think. Matthew had a pink blush spreading across his nose and cheeks, his eyes were closed and his lips were darker than their normal pink, almost bruised. Francis decided that this was his time to strike. He bowed his head and nuzzled Canada's neck, and lightly bit his ear. When Matthew went limp in his arms, Francis asked "Mathieu, would you do me one more favour? S'il te plait?"
Matthew just nodded, his mind too hazy with love and lust for the Frenchman to really comprehend what he was doing. Francis just grinned and said "Will you be my date tonight, as you are? I promise I won't let anyone know who you are."
Matthew just nodded again, and Francis hugged him tighter to his chest. Finally Francis would be able to take his lover out in public! It really is a shame Arthur won't know who it really is when he sees Mathieu.
Author: Music_est_vita
Beta: bitchy_merlin
Character(s) or Pairing(s): France/Canada
Rating: pg13 (just in case)
Warnings:cross-dressing, mangled attempts at french
Summary: France bought these clothes for Canada....
"You know it will be fun!" Francis said, leering at Matthew. Matthew just shook his head, trying not to meet France's eyes. Matthew knew France was right, even if it was only a little bit. The clothes he was holding up did look like fun to wear, but Canada's dignity would not remain intact if he wore them.
"Mathieu, S'il te plait? Fais-le pour moi?" Francis said, this time looking sincere, and Matthew was loathe to disappoint. What could it hurt, Matthew thought while he looked at the offending garments. Francis held in his hands a red satin cocktail dress, white tights and black mary-jane shoes that he had bought for Matthew.
Matthew was currently visiting Francis while he stayed in England for some diplomatic matters. Matthew knew Francis could get a bit... out there when it came to their... relationship, but asking Canada to cross-dress! That was completely unexpected. Matthew wasn't sure if he'd really end up liking this whole thing, but he decided to make his lover happy and go along with it. Matthew held out his hand and said "Fine Francis, I'll try the dress on."
France, needless to say, was extremely happy with this. "Mon p'tit chou! Je t'aime! Merci beacoup!" Canada sighed and took the clothes from Francis and went to the bathroom to change, much to Francis' dismay. Francis wasn't crestfallen for long, though, because as soon as Matthew reappeared his heart sped up and he could barely believe his eyes: France normally thought his p'tit chou was beautiful, but in the dress? In the dress Canada was gorgeous. He walked over to his young lover and smiled. Francis stoked Matthew's burning cheek and softly pet his hair. Then Francis pulled something red and shiny out of his pocket: a pair of red maple-leaf barrettes. He clipped the hair ornaments on to Matthew's hair, pulling the hair away from Canada's face as he did so.
France slid one hand down to the small of Canada's back, and the other behind Matthew's neck, and proceeded to kiss Canada senseless. After ravaging Matthew's mouth, Francis smiled. Mathieu looks so delicious, was all Francis could think. Matthew had a pink blush spreading across his nose and cheeks, his eyes were closed and his lips were darker than their normal pink, almost bruised. Francis decided that this was his time to strike. He bowed his head and nuzzled Canada's neck, and lightly bit his ear. When Matthew went limp in his arms, Francis asked "Mathieu, would you do me one more favour? S'il te plait?"
Matthew just nodded, his mind too hazy with love and lust for the Frenchman to really comprehend what he was doing. Francis just grinned and said "Will you be my date tonight, as you are? I promise I won't let anyone know who you are."
Matthew just nodded again, and Francis hugged him tighter to his chest. Finally Francis would be able to take his lover out in public! It really is a shame Arthur won't know who it really is when he sees Mathieu.