So I was going to celebrate my glamorous return to fanfiction with a Uk/Can fic for Canada Day, but then it got too long so I switched to Chinada but then THAT took too long and this struck me out of the blue so here I am.
Yeah. Also, someone should totally write a Uk/Can fic based on "Jack and the Beanstalk" or something so I could hear Matthew say "Fee fi fo fum, I smell the blood of an Englishman" so I don't have to do it myself.
Title:B&B
Author: Albinina
Fandom: Hetalia: Axis Powers
Rating: T + / M for mentions of kinky stuff.
Pairing: UK/ Canada, ArthurXMatthew
Disclaimer: If I had the copyright to Hetalia, every event in history would be interpreted as kinky smut. EVERY. ONE.
"Arthur, I appreciate the hospitality, but I can't keep imposing on you like this. I mean, how am I supposed to pay for all this?"
"Nonsense my boy! Everything's on the house," chirped the English man as he set another plate before Matthew. The Canadian looked down and gulped. Scones yet again. He looked back up to plead for his life with the Bed and Breakfast owner, only to find Arthur across the kitchen at the sink.
"This is just the least I can do for my favorite guest, especially after the hard time that American tourist gave me about my cooking." As he tackled the mysterious burns and stains that never quite got out of his cutlery, Arthur started to hum Queen's 'Somebody to Love' while swaying his hips from side to side.
"You don't say," Matthew muttered politely once he took his eyes off of Arthur's backside. Bored out of his mind, he jabbed one of the scones in front of him with a fork. To his horror, the utensil bounced off the pastry's surface with a light twang that Arthur didn't seem to hear.
"Oh, I forgot; you Canadians like maple syrup, right?" Arthur yelled from over his shoulder, across the room. Matthew looked up at the small spot of hope offered to him by the deities of All That Was Good And Pure. "I didn't have any on hand, so I improvised with molasses and brown sugar. That's just about the same thing, right?"
"Maple." Matthew whimpered but politely refrained from saying anything else. It was the least he could do for Arthur after tying the Englishman to his own bed and keeping him up until four in the morning.
Arthur is totally the kind of guy to be very cheery the morning after sex. Especially when Matthew is involved.
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