Disclaimer: I do not own. If I did~...Sweden and Russia would never get any rest XD. Everyone would want them as their own wife.

Warning: Bottom/Uke!Sweden and Russia, Top/Seme!England and Germany, yaoi, hotness, cuteness, craziness, insanity, and more. Also! ESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIPS!

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A/N: My lovely friend(sister~) gave me this idea to write! I hope she enjoys it and I hope everyone else does to! I had so much fun writing it!

Enjoy!

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Hockey Game Bets

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The doorbell rang, echoing throughout England's house. England lifted his head from his arms, tearing his eyes away from Sweden, who was cooking in his kitchen.

"That must be Germany and Russia." England said, half to himself and half to Sweden.

"Unless you invited someone else to watch the game." Sweden teased, not taking his eyes off of the food as he cooked. The job of cooking always fell to him as anything England tried to cook ending up chard and unrecognizable.

"Cheeky." England said, giving Sweden a look alongside an amused smile, "It is Russia and Germany then."

"You love it." Sweden said, smiling happily to himself. He didn't even hear England walk up behind him, and he squeaked as England squeezed his backside.

"But of course." England let his voice come out as a rumble, knowing how much Sweden liked it. He grinned as he heard Sweden's little pleased hum then pulled away to go greet their guests.

He walked out of his kitchen and through the living room to open his front door.

"Is Sweden cooking?" Russia asked immediately, not even letting England say hello. He didn't even let England answer before running into the house to surprise Sweden with a hug.

England rolled his eyes in good nature then looked at Germany who was chuckling. He sighed and stepped to the side, saying, "Just come in already."

"Thank you." Germany said, his voice drenched in amusement as he stepped into England's house. He tugged at his jacket, removing the light coat of snow before taking it off completely as it was warm inside the house.

"Yes yes, just go make sure your lover isn't destroying my kitchen." England took Germany's jacket and put it on his coat rack.

"Hey! That was one time!" Russia's voice came from behind them. Russia pouted as he hurriedly removed his long coat, wanting to get back to Sweden. Sweden had told him that he had to put his coat away and say hello to England before getting his customary hug and head pat. He really wanted his hug and head pat!

"Hello England, thank you for inviting us on another double date." Russia said quickly as he threw his coat on the rack.

England chuckled as he crossed his arms, saying "Sweden denied you the hug didn't he."

"...yes." Russia pouted again

"That's because you need to say hello first Ru, England likes you." Sweden said with a fond smile, his expressions coming easily to him around his little family. He had no fear of fright around them.

Russia's pout disappeared and he suddenly lunged at England with a wide smile, "I like you too England! I'm sorry for not giving you a hug first!"

"It's alright Russia. I'd want to hug Sweden first too." England gave the childish nation a smile and hugged him as well before letting him go. He could hear Germany snickering in the background and something that sounded suspiciously like 'more than just a hug, I'm sure.'

Russia giggled and turned around, looking at Sweden eagerly, like a child looking for treats from their mother. He squealed as Sweden smiled at him with open arms and quickly ran into them. He loved the way Sweden held him while petting his hair, it made him feel safe and loved.

Sweden smiled fondly again, gently running his fingers through Russia's fluffy beige hair as he held the nation close, "You want to help me in the kitchen, Ru?"

"Da!" Russia chirped, nuzzling Sweden's chest hard before finally pulling away. He followed Sweden into the kitchen and poured the already cooked popcorn into a large bowl. He happily helped out by carrying all the already made food into the living room, making it ready for the game.

Germany went to help as well, he stopped by Sweden and gave Sweden a sideways hug, saying "Hey, thanks for the invite."

"Of course." Sweden leaned against Germany for a moment as his hands were already dirty again from finishing up the last of the snacks, "Wouldn't be as fun without you or Russia."

Germany grinned boyishly then went to help Russia carry the food, dropping a kiss onto Russia's lips as he did so.

England stepped up behind Sweden, wrapping his arms around Sweden's waist and resting his chin on the nation's shoulder. He hummed lightly, saying, "Everything's even brighter now."

"Yes, isn't is wonderful?" Sweden turned his head slightly, looking at England with such a warm smile.

England kissed that smile, holding Sweden tighter against him. A rumble vibrated his chest as Sweden turned in his arms and he felt Sweden's arms hang around his shoulders. He gently sucked and nipped at Sweden's supple lips, briefly tasting his love's mouth before saying, "Extremely so."

Sweden blushed and smiled. He shyly nuzzled England's nose with his own then said, "Why don't you go check on them, I need to wash up here."

"Alright." England said, giving Sweden a nuzzle back before pulling away. He got four drinks first, already knowing everyone's preferred drink. He walked into the living room and grinned at the sight of Russia sitting on Germany's lap, kissing the other nation. He walked over and set the drinks on the table.

"Okay, Alt beer for the German and Smirnoff for the Russian- Yes, it's green apple." England said as Russia opened his mouth.

"Yay!" Russia said, immediately reaching for his drink, then grabbing the Alt for Germany, "Spasibo!"

"Danke." Germany said, slightly raising his bottle.

"You're welcome." England said before setting his own tea on the table. He looked up and smiled as he saw Sweden coming in.

"I have your Saft. I've already put your amount of water in it." He said and was slightly smirking as he received a kiss as his reward.

"Thank you." Sweden softly said before taking his drink. He took a sip and hummed delightfully as he tasted the elderflower flavor, "My favorite too."

"Of course." England said as he sat down, pulling Sweden sideways into his lap.

Sweden bit his lip, holding back a little giggle and simply wrapped his arms around England's shoulders.

"Everyone ready for the game?" Germany spoke up, the remote in his hand. The rest of them uttered their approval but then England spoke.

"Wait, you remember the bet right?" England said, a slightly rouge grin stretching his lips as he spoke to everyone, "Since this is a match between Russia and Sweden, if the team looses then me or Germany, depending on the losing team, gets to tell the losing team to do something. Then the winning team, gets to tell their lover to do whatever they ask."

"I remember!" Russia chirped, hugging onto Germany happily. He looked at Sweden and said, "My team will win! You'll see!"

"Maybe, my team is very strong Russia. We did win last year." Sweden laughed softly.

"Okay okay, the game's about to start." Germany cut in with an amused smile. He turned the T.V. on and put it to the right channel before turning the volume up.

Then, the game started. Time passed and the food was eaten, drinks were downed, and they cheered for both teams. As the game clock ran out, it was declared that Russia had won, beating the previous years winner, Sweden.

"I won!" Russia yipped, laughing joyously, "I won the bet!"

The other three nation's laughed as Russia hopped off of Germany, jumping like an excited child. Sweden leaned against England, not really minding that his team had lost, after all, he got to see Russia this happy. Briefly, he wondered what England was going to ask him to do, but then pushed that thought away for a little later.

"Alright, what do you want me to do then, mein Hase?" Germany said, calling Russia 'his rabbit' as he leaned further into the couch cushions. He had his arms crossed and was smiling at his excited lover, ready to do whatever Russia asked.

"Hm..." Russia tapped his cheek in thought then grinned as he thought of what he wanted. He immediately sat in Germany's lap and said, "Pamper me! Pet me!"

Germany reflexively wrapped his arms around Russia's waist when the pale nation occupied his lap. He blinked at the request then laughed. He reached up and gently carded his fingers through Russia's hair, enjoying thee little pleased sounds Russia made.

"Alright, mein Hase, I'll pamper you all night then." Germany whispered into Russia's ear, making the nation blush then grin widely.

"...Good." Russia said, a little smile curling his lips. He nuzzled Germany's cheek then placed a kiss there.

Germany grinned and stood up with Russia in his arms. He looked to England and Sweden and continued to grin as they gave him looked of amusement and acceptance.

"I think we'll be heading back now. Thanks for the food and company." He said.

"Of course. You're welcome anytime." England said.

Germany nodded and left with Russia, still carrying the nation in his arms. When the door closed behind them, England looked at Sweden and grinned,

"So," he said, "You have to do any one thing I say."

"It appears so." Sweden replied, "Now, the only question is, is what?"

Suddenly, Sweden was on his back on the couch, England looming over him. A rush of heat ran through Sweden's body and he fought not to wiggle, his skin already beginning to tingle. A shiver ran up his spine as England grinned deviously.

"Well...I've always had this fantasy..." England said, his voice a low rumble.

"Oh?" Sweden said breathlessly, slightly squeezing his legs together in arousal.

"Me in my old pirate gear, and you, dressed in a sexy old time dress, as my personal lady." England leaned down, pressing his lower half against Sweden, letting his lover feel how hard he already was, "I'd be waiting for you in my 'cabin', and there you'd be, not knowing what naughty things I had in store for you."

Sweden blushed hotly, both from the image England was painting in his mind, and how hard England felt against him. His mouth watered with desire and he answered without another thought,

"Let's do it."

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Alright! The next chapter will be the naughty chapter between England and Sweden! If you don't like that, then please don't read it! Thank you!

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