Reciprocity
Rating: E Pairing: France/Lithuania, background/implied Prussia/Lithuania Length: 4.4k words Warnings/Tags: Non-Con, Napoleonic Wars-era, oral sex, anti-Napoleon sentiment Summary:
Francis was drawing him up by his shoulder, and lightly holding Tolys’s chin between his thumb and forefingers. “Lithuania, I presume?” he asked, in French. Tolys nodded, taking a moment to remember the language of Ivan’s court and hoping that his accent did not betray how little he enjoyed practicing the foreign tongue. “If it please you, sir, Vilnius welcomes you,” he managed to say without any stuttering, which seemed to satisfy Francis greatly. “It does please me,” he said, with a chime of amusement in his tone. He used the light grip on Tolys’ chin to turn his head and kiss his cheek, and then the other. His lips were soft, windbitten, and lingered and Tolys could feel the curve of his smile against his skin.
June 1812. Lithuania comes under new management.
Terrible, no good, awful FraLiet. Blame @doomspiral for this one.
