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(Contains: nudity and sexual themes)
WARNING:  This is a lemon and therefore it contains explicit sexual content.  There’s also country music XD

Please listen to this song either before you read or as you read this story: www.youtube.com/watch?v=S9ZbuI….  It really does set the tone for the story.





It was eight on a Saturday morning and you were awake.  Needless to say you were NOT happy.  So, why were you awake at eight on a Saturday?


DUM-DE-DE-DUM, DE-DE-DUM-DE-DE-DUM, DE-DAA-DAAAAA
DUM-DE-DE-DUM, DE-DE-DUM-DE-DE-DUM, DE-DAA-DAA-DAA-DAA-DAAAA!



Well, it was mainly because of the crashes and bangs of pots and pans, the sound of the radio turned all the way up, and the very loud and very off-key singing all emanating from the kitchen.

That’s right.  Your boyfriend was making breakfast.


Well, I walk into the room
Passing out hundred dollar bills
And it kills and it thrills like the horns on my Silverado grill



Irritably you slammed the door to the bedroom open and stalked across the main room of your small apartment to the kitchen.  Inside your boyfriend Alfred was busily mixing pancake batter as he danced around and sang along with the radio.  He was dressed only in a pair of ratty jeans and his cowboy boots.


And I buy the bar a double round of crown
And everybody's getting down
An' this town ain't never gonna be the same.



“Cause I saddle up my horse and I ride into the city!  I make a lot of noise cause the girls they are so pretty!  Riding up and down Broadway on my old stud Leroy, and the girls say ‘Save a horse, ride a cowboy!’  Everybody says, ‘Save a horse, ride a cow—!”

Alfred’s voice promptly died in his throat as he turned around, bowl still in hand, to grab something out of the fridge and spotted you.  “Oh!  Good morning, babe!” he called cheerily, failing to take in your crossed arms, tapping foot, and scowl.

“Not quite, Alfred,” you snapped.

Alfred jerked as though you’d slapped him, nearly dropping the bowl of half-mixed pancake batter in the process.  Hurriedly he closed the fridge and put the bowl and the carton of milk he’d grabbed on the counter.  “S-something wrong, babe?” he asked, his grin now nervous.


Well I don't give a dang about nothing
I'm singing and Bling-Blinging
While the girls are drinking
Long necks down!



“What are you doing?”

“I was making pancakes so, you know, you could have breakfast in bed.”  Alfred wasn’t very good at sensing the atmosphere, but he always caught on pretty quickly when you were pissed.  He’d gone into survival mode now, his lips taking on an adorable pout and his bright blue eyes getting that puppy dog look that had a tendency to make your resolve melt.

“Breakfast in bed?”


And I wouldn't trade ol' Leroy
or my Chevrolet for your Escalade
Or your freak parade
I'm the only John Wayne left in this town



“Yea!  Cause I love you so much!”

You sighed and rubbed a hand against your temple.  How had you ended up with him?  Alfred- your wonderful, adoring, idiotic boyfriend.  Sure, you loved him, but he could give you a headache like no other.  Well, you were stuck with him for now.  Not that that was always bad…  

“So…are you still mad at me?” Alfred asked, expression pleading.

“Yes,” you admitted, though your irritation was already fading.  It was extremely difficult to stay cross with him when he was being so sweet.  “But you’re going to have to make it up to me.”

“Ok!  How?”  Alfred asked eagerly.

“Well…”


And I saddle up my horse
and I ride into the city
I make a lot of noise
Cause the girls
They are so pretty
Riding up and down Broadway
on my old stud Leroy
And the girls say
Save a horse, ride a cowboy



You grinned suddenly before licking your lips and giving Alfred your best ‘come hither’ look.  “There might be one way…”


Everybody says
Save a horse, ride a cowboy



“Huh?”  Alfred cocked his head to the side, confusion on his face as he tried to figure out what you meant.  You could almost see the gears turning in his head.  You resisted the urge to slap your palm to your forehead despite how cute he was.

It was then that understanding flashed through Alfred’s eyes.  A cocky smirk turned the corners of his lips upwards and he leaned back against the counter, showing off his body in a way that wasn’t exactly subtle.  “Don’t worry.  I get ya.  And I’m up for it.  If you’re sure that you can, you know, handle me.”  He winked.

It was your turn to smirk as you cocked a hip, displaying more of your leg as the old, oversized T-shirt you were wearing slid a bit higher up your thigh.  “Oh, I think I can handle it,” you replied casually, inspecting your fingernails.  “I’ve ridden much tougher broncs than you before.”


I'm a thourough-bred
that's what she said
in the back of my truck bed
As I was gettin' buzzed on suds
Out on some back country road.



“That so?  I’m gonna have to see if I can change your mind about that then.”  Alfred’s voice had developed a Southern twang that sent a shiver of anticipation down your spine.  

Heat pooled between your legs as you glanced up at him.  He shifted, smirking wider now, and flexed.  That wheat blond hair with the stubborn cowlick and those mischievous blue eyes behind wire framed glasses.  His perfect pecks, washboard abs, chiseled arms, and just the hint of the curve of that gorgeous ass.  Delicious.  You couldn’t stop yourself from licking your lips again.

Alfred suddenly rocked forward onto his toes.  It took you a second to realize what he was about to do, but as he lunged you bolted.  “Sorry cowboy!  But you’re gonna have to catch me first!”


We were flying high
Fine as wine, having ourselves a big and rich time
And I was going just about as far as she'd let me go.



Alfred laughed and chased after you.  You darted around the small dining table and he followed.  Once, twice, three times you circled it, laughing, before racing to the couch.

You and Alfred paused on either side of it, both of you grinning like maniacs.  “You’re gonna have to do better than this, you know,” Alfred told you, his eyes shining with eagerness.

“You’re never gonna catch me!”

“Is that a challenge?”

“Maaaybe.”


But her evaluation
of my cowboy reputation
Had me begging for salvation
all night long



Alfred’s grin widened and he jumped over the back of the couch.  With a playful yelp you took off again, feeling Alfred’s fingers just brush your sides as you escaped.  It lit a fire beneath your skin.

Alfred was fast though and you’d barely turned around to slam the bedroom door in his face when he caught you.  Scooping you up in his muscular arms he threw you onto the bed, stopping your bounces by sliding on top of you.  “I’ve gotcha now,” he growled huskily.


So I took her out giggin frogs
Introduced her to my old bird dog
And sang her every Willie Nelson song I could think of
And we made love!



“So you did,” you replied, glancing up at him through your eyelashes.  “What’re you gonna do with me now?”

“Mmm, I can think of a few things…”  And then Alfred’s mouth was on yours.

The kiss is sloppy and eager, but you didn’t mind.  Instead you responded in kind, angling your head just right so he could deepen the kiss.  You wrestled with Alfred’s tongue as he explored your mouth before pulling away to nibble at his lips.  The intensity of it raged through your body like a wildfire and settled in the growing pool of need between your legs.

Smirking, Alfred let his hands begin to roam.  He snuck them up underneath your T-shirt and as there was nothing but your birthday suit underneath it- you’d had sex last night as well and when you went to go yell at him you didn’t want to take the time to put anything else on- he had free access to your body.

You gasped and then moaned as he fondled your breasts, pinching your nipples before rubbing circles on them with his thumbs.  You arched your back against Alfred’s body, tangling your fingers in his hair, as he left your lips to leave sloppy kisses on your neck.

“A- Alfred!” you exclaimed when you suddenly felt one of his hands against your womanhood.  He bit down on your neck and began to suck as he none too gently pushed a finger into your core and began to pump.

You rode the waves of pleasure that came from his nimble fingers for several moments, enjoying the way they teased and twisted.  But this wasn’t how you’d wanted this to go.  So you pushed him away and in his surprise you also managed to turn him onto to his back.  You jumped on him, straddling his hips.

“Babe?”

You smirked.  “I thought I was the one who was supposed to be on top, hm?”

Alfred laughed.  “Ride it, cowgirl!” he shouted, and playfully slapped your ass.

“Alfred!” you squealed in mock anger, fighting down your own giggles.

You leaned forward and pressed your lips against his before quickly moving to his jaw and ear.  Alfred squirmed beneath you, hands on your breasts, and you had to bite back a moan at his ministrations.  You let your hands explore, tracing the outlines of the muscles on his chest and abs.  Eventually they reached the waistband of his jeans and slipped inside, teasing at the very tip of his length where it poked out from the band of his boxers.

Your touch caused Alfred to let out a throaty moan and buck his hips.  The friction his clothed member against the heat between your legs nearly undid you. Desire twisted in your gut as your breathing accelerated and you abruptly stood.    You couldn’t wait anymore.

Alfred stared up at you, baffled.  “Up,” you commanded, motioning for him to stand as well.  He obliged and you made quick work of his jeans and American flag boxers as he kicked off his boots.

You kissed him as you reached up to remove his glasses and he wrapped his arms around you.  You jumped and gasped when you felt Alfred give your ass a squeeze.  In a flash he had your T-shirt off and over your head, leaving you as naked as he was.  As punishment you pushed him back onto the bed and he grinned, pleased with himself.

His impressive length stood at full attention, more than ready for the real action and the spot between your legs throbbed with need in response.  You climbed on top of Alfred again and lowered yourself onto him, his member filling you.  You were unable to contain your sigh of pleasure as you settled.

Sparks of pleasure reverberated in your core, a promise of things to come, as you leaned forward to capture his lips in another kiss.  You wriggled your hips a little bit and the friction inside you started to build as Alfred moaned against your mouth.  Finishing the messy, heated kiss you pulled away, saliva dripping from your lips, and grinned.  “Giddy up.”

Alfred barked a laugh and bucked his hips.  The force of it lifted you up off the bed and buried him deeper inside you than you would have thought possible.  You gasped out his name in surprise, but before you knew it he’d done it again.  

The pace was fast and furious as Alfred pounded deeper and deeper into you.  You did as you’d said you would, however, riding each leap and thrust of his hips like a pro.  His hands were on your hipbones and you dug your nails into the flesh of his forearms, crying out his name over and over again as the bliss crashed through you.

It didn’t take long for the tension in your abdomen to get wound so tight that it broke.  You rode your orgasm like you did Alfred, allowing it to fill your body and mind until it was overwhelming.  You heard Alfred grunt once, twice, three times in time with his thrusts and then he sighed your name, slumping loose and relaxed beneath you.  You rolled off him, your body protesting, and nestled into his side.

“So, how’d I do?” Alfred asked, still panting slightly.

You hid your satisfied smile in his shoulder.  “It was alright.”

Alfred laughed.  “Well you’re a pretty good rider, cowgirl.”

Quite suddenly the lyrics from the song earlier popped back into your mind.  Smiling, you sang softly, “And I saddle up my horse, and I ride into the city.”

“I make a lot of noise, cause the girls they are so pretty,” Alfred echoed before pressing a sweet kiss to the tip of your nose.

Then to two of you sang together, your voices quickly getting louder and more boisterous.  “Riding up and down Broadway on my old stud Leroy, and the girls say ‘Save a horse, ride a cowboy!’  Everybody says ‘Save a horse, ride a cowboy!’”

You and Alfred both laughed.  He stood, stretched languorously, and pulled his jeans back on.  You sat up as he threw the T-shirt to you.  “So, how about that breakfast, babe?” he asked as you pulled it on.

“Sounds great.”

“Awesome.  Come on!”  Alfred headed for the doorway.

“But I can’t walk!” you whined.  Alfred looked back over his shoulder at you, eyebrows raised before breaking out into a very smug smirk.

He preened for a moment.  You pouted at him and he came back to the bed and sat down, arms held out behind him.  “I guess I can give you another ride then,” he chuckled.

You stuck your tongue out at him, but crawled over all the same.  You settled behind him, wrapping your arms around his shoulders and your legs around his waist.  Alfred hooked his hands under your knees and easily stood.

“Ready?”

“Ready.”

Alfred took off racing for the door, galloping along like he really was a horse.  “Yeehaw!” you shouted and you both laughed.


Save a horse ride a cowboy
Everybody says
Save a horse ride a cowboy.
That's right. It's a lemon AND a songfic. Why? Because I can. I DO WHAT I WANT BIATCH! :iconfliptableplz:

Ahem...But in all seriousness it just wouldn't have been the same without having the lyrics in the story as the song was an integral part of my inspiration for this. Though I didn't want it to interrupt the sexy part which is why there are no lyrics there. If you really don't like it just skip the lyrics when you read it.

I wasn't actually planning on doing another lemon for a while. But when I came up with the idea for this it just HAD to be done. I don't think it's as good as my other ones, but I really just wanted to keep it playful and fun and I think I accomplished that. Also, America needs more country music love. He is America after all.

Hetalia belongs to :iconhimaruyaplz:
'Save a Horse (Ride a Cowboy)' belongs to Big & Rich and Warner Brothers Records
And you belong to :iconsexyamericaplz:. If you can handle him ;)

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otaku1012 Featured By Owner Oct 18, 2014
so sexy~
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Shaliliathehedgehog Featured By Owner Oct 10, 2014  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Me: SAVE A HORSE, RIDE A COWBOY! WHOOP, WHOOP, SAVE A HORSE, RIDE A-
*turns around to see America smirking at me*
America: Cowboy?
*realizes that he's wearing a cowboy costume*
Me: .......you better get in this bed right now, cowboy.
America: I was planing to do that....
Me: *smirks*
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crystallove13 Featured By Owner Aug 16, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
Thought they're gonna have a sex again in the ending until I read it carefully and realized that it was a piggy back ride
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Shaliliathehedgehog Featured By Owner Jun 1, 2014  Hobbyist Digital Artist
And for some reason, I've got Hey Brother stuck in my for reading that.
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Shaliliathehedgehog Featured By Owner Jun 1, 2014  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Weep Doggies! I think I'm starting to like this side of my little American-dream boy, I mean dude come on, you can't deny this side of him can you?
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the13thnight Featured By Owner Mar 30, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
After reading this I have Hey brother stuck in my head.
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the13thnight Featured By Owner Mar 30, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
Can YALLL imagine America going to a world meeting in this get-up and being rike "Hey y'all! How y'all doing cause down yonder in the south were sure taken the cattle up the sweet lo in' drive. I'm all tuckered out after navigating those barb fences! I may have to pump your guts full of lead so I'll hAve a decent meal today!"
England and France: *spits out beverage. "Young man we did not raise you like this!"
Spain: "VIVA LA COHUILA Y TEXAS YET TYAT MAKES NO SENSE BECAUSE THAT WAA MEXICI BUT I HELPED SOMEHOW*
Mexico: *1000 facepalms*
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nonieBEAR Featured By Owner Mar 22, 2014
Made me lol :3
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Ask-1p-2p-America Featured By Owner Mar 11, 2014  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Admin:The Monkey With the Nosebleed 

I did that?? LIKE A 14 chihuahua emoticons 
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