My Lady Liberty

America x Reader LEMON

It was absolutely ridiculous to try and seduce Alfred F. Jones, his girlfriend of three years knew that. It was like he was completely unaware that women could be sly about being aroused, so unless you told him directly, he wasn't likely to figure out what she wanted. Of course, there were a few exceptions: like the time she had dressed up as a very sexy cowgirl for one of his halloween parties - she had seen his cowboy costume (namely the chaps, that he had been more than happy to parade around the house in for a few days before hand - and I mean only the chaps) and had been turned on by the thought of him fucking her in it, she had acted like a little tease all night (which, actually made him kick everyone out early, just to fuck her).

Of course, if it didn't relate to America or some bit of its culture or history, he was pretty clueless (he had actually thought she legitimately bought a maid's outfit to clean the house in, leaving her to give up and sulk in her room until he found her there).

Which, brought her to her latest idea. She had waited until all the 4th of July stuff was on sale the day before, and had run down to an adult shop to buy a very sexy, very American costume. It had been a little difficult to hide it from her too curious boyfriend, but she had somehow managed.

Now, it was getting close to midnight on July 3rd, and she was bound and determined to give her boyfriend a very arousing birthday present. His hectic work schedule had left him exhausted, so he was sleeping soundly in their bedroom, for now anyway, so she had slipped out of bed to go change in the bathroom.

The green dress fit snuggly, making her blush when she looked in the mirror. It draped perfectly from one shoulder, tied up on the other, and the sleeves flowed down her arms, all together, giving her an almost greek look. Shaking her head, she quickly brushed her hair, fixing the matching green crown atop her head, and adding just a touch of lipstick to her lips before picking up the matching torch.

She knew that despite how tired he was, Alfred would now wake quickly once he realized she was no longer beside him, and if she was right, he would be waking up any minute. The woman quietly walked to the door, turning off the lights before she slowly opened it. She turned on the torch, and immediately the room was dimly lit by a fiery golden glow. Alfred began to stir, first reaching over to her side of the bed, then sitting up. He blinked in confusion, narrowing his eyes at the glow before he managed to put on his glasses.

Just as the clock hit midnight.

"Honey? What're you…" he trailed off, the sight of her making him finally wake up. His gaze traveled across the exposed portion of her upper chest, then down the leg that tauntingly went uncovered by the long dress. "Wow."

"Happy birthday, America." she cooed, walking over to him. "I hope it's not too early to give you your present.

He gaped at her, quickly realizing what she meant when she pulled the covers off of him. She pushed her dress aside as she easily sat on his lap, straddling him as she leaned forward. However, she was a little unprepared for him to smirk, pulling his glasses back off and laying back down with his hands behind his head.

"You know, Lady Liberty, I've got a pretty special girl. She might get a little upset by this."

The woman returned his smirk, setting her torch down before leaning down to his ear. "She might just have to get over it."

Alfred grinned, watching her adjust herself to pull his boxers down. He was already getting hard, and it gave her a jolt of confidence (that had actually been lost after the maid incident) before she reached down to lightly stroke his member. It made him shiver, and made her smile before wrapping her fingers around him, beginning to gently pump his length as she felt it harden further in her woman carefully leaned back over, kissing his cheek then down his neck to his shoulders as her free hand came up to trace the muscles of his abdomen. Her red lipstick smeared across his skin, and left outlines around the hickeys and love bites she left across his skin, until finally he couldn't take anymore of her teasing.

The man tried to reach up, tried to pull her dress down from her shoulders, but whined when he found his wrists trapped under his head as she bit his neck. He couldn't shift to free one of them without unbalancing her, since he had unknowingly arched his head back a trifle too much for her to have access to more of him. She smirked into his neck as she heard him whine, and moved her hand from his chest to pull down her dress and expose hers. Alfred couldn't help but grin when she shifted, sitting up just enough for her breasts to stay just in front of his face. He carefully shifted up, releasing his hands to trace her waist and exposed thighs as he leaned forward to immediately take one of those teasingly soft nipples into his mouth.

His girlfriend gasped lightly, her face lighting up with a soft blush. Despite how dense he was about her teasing and seducing attempts, he had never slacked when it came to using her own body against her - and right now, that was just what he was doing. He knew just how sensitive her breasts were, and her nipples were twice as bad. He could proudly brag to anyone who asked that he could make her cum just by teasing her chest, and boy could he. His tongue was like magic, and when he turned it on her in bed, he could bend her to his will in seconds. Even now, as he teased her breasts, turning her nipples into those perfect rosy nubs, she could feel herself getting wetter.

And he could too. It didn't take long for him to realize she had decided to skip her panties this time around, but now, as he felt her juices beginning to soak his leg, he knew it wouldn't be too long.

So he stopped, and made her gasp when he reached down to pull her hand off his throbbing length. The woman was caught completely off guard when he lifted her up, not even bothering to take the time to completely remove his boxers that she had left trapping his legs before he pushed himself past her slick folds. She threw her head back with a moan ripping its way out of her throat, not expecting his sudden intrusion. It was the first time he had not warned her before hand, and she had to admit, it felt really nice to not expect it. When she finally managed to look at him again, she couldn't help but be a little miffed by his smug smirk, peeking up from where he was nuzzling between her breasts.

"Oh Lady Liberty~ I think you might be falling from your pedestal." he cooed, kissing her breast as he started to move her hips with his hands. "I think France would get jealous if he knew what his favorite creation was doing now."

"He can go fuck himself." she groaned, still trying to recover from his intrusion. His current movements were not helping her at all, but it didn't really seem like he cared. In fact, he still had that smug little smirk on his face, annoying her to no end.

"Oh, I never thought one of America's favorite icons would have a foul mouth~!" he grinned. "I may have to fix that."

"And just how do you plan on doi-" the woman cut off with loud moan when he suddenly bucked up into her, cutting off the end of her sentence. Her arms shot around his neck as he finally sat up, moving his lips to get revenge as he trailed kisses and bites up her neck to her ear. When he reached her ear he lightly but roughly bit into her earlobe, eliciting a deep moan from the woman atop him. She was starting to pant now, still not recovered but wanting so bad to be able to fight back against his teasing actions.

The worst part was: he could tell.

That damned smug smirk returned to his face as he pulled back to watch her squirm, pleased with how quickly he had turned the tables. The woman sneered at him, but yelped in surprise when his hands left her hips to grab her waist, quickly pulling her off of him to flip her over and pin her to the bed.

"Let's go ahead and even this out, eh?" he grinned, reaching down to remove his boxers completely. "I know how much you like leaving me trapped but honey, but that ain't gonna fly tonight!"

She shivered when he leaned down, his breath dusting her neck and making goose bumps pop up all over her exposed skin.

"This is my birthday present after all, right?" he smirked against her neck. "So it should go the way I want, right?"

His girlfriend gasped, arching her back when he re-entered her. Her arms returned to wrap around his neck, her nails digging into his shoulders as he moved his hands to her hips. She was beginning to shake, mostly in anticipation, as she waited for what would come next. Alfred gave her forehead a light kiss, then tightened his grasp on her hips to steady himself as he began to thrust inside her, pulling almost all the way out before plunging back in. Eliciting several deep moans from his girlfriend caused that irritating smirk to widen. She hissed, but couldn't keep the sneer on her lips as he made her lips part again and again, her moans growing louder with every thrust. He ran his hands up from her hips back to her soft, tender breasts; gently grasping them so he could slightly tweak those wonderful nipples once more.

Almost immediately she began to tighten right up around him, finally making a moan part his lips. His smirk finally gone, he could only focus on her, and the pleasure that was building up. The woman let him press down on her, his hands shifting to the bed to keep him from crushing her. Her breasts bounced with each thrust, brushing their nipples together until his were just as hard and sensitive as hers. Alfred looked at her through parted eyes, then kissed her deeply and passionately, slipping his tongue into her mouth the second she let another moan loose. Her tongue fought a failing battle for dominance over his, but never came close to winning over him. He held control until he finally broke the kiss for air, only to lean down and take one of her nipples into his mouth once more, sucking on it while gently biting it, eliciting another moan from his woman.

She was left clinging to him, feeling her end get nearer as he teased her. Feeling her tightening up around him like that, her body beginning to shake under him, was beginning to become too much for him. So when her orgasm hit, her body turning from shakes to spasms, he knew he wouldn't be too far behind. The way her inner walls were pulsing, clenching around his length, he was right.

Alfred buried his face in her neck as he hit his own end, filling her up with his hot seed. He pulled back to watch her face screw up in pleasure, waiting for her to stop twitching before he pulled out of her. The woman groaned, fighting to catch her breath as he shakily fixed her dress.

"Babe?"

"You're gonna get me pregnant one of these days, I swear." she muttered, turning on her side to cuddle up to him.

"Uh, is that a bad thing?" he seemed concerned, but anything she was gonna say next was lost when knocks sounded from the bedroom window. Alfred was quick to his feet, grabbing his gun from the nightstand as he walked over to investigate. But when he laughed and opened it, his girlfriend relaxed.

Until someone punched her lover in the nose, making him stumble back.

"Tu bâtard, Alfred." she recognized the voice of his Canadian brother. "Keep it down so some of us can sleep!"

"Shit Matt!" Alfred held his bleeding nose. "I thought you were in Cuba!"

"Non. Now keep it down, or next time I'm bringing the hockey stick with me."

The American muttered, shutting the window as soon as Matthew had left his view. His girlfriend giggled, sitting up to watch him put his gun up.

"You should wipe the blood off your face. Wouldn't want it to stain your skin again."

"...You're never gonna let that go, are you?"

"Nope!" she smirked, but her face quickly fell when she saw the look on his face. "No… No! Don't even think about it!"

"Nyahahaha! Attack!"

"No!"