Your dearest Tsuki is now writing Hetalia too~ This is my first fanfic for Hetalia that I wrote a few months ago. It was for a Kink Meme. It fails, but I figured I'd post it anyway, cause I felt like it. ENJOY MY FAIL~~~ xD
They were at a bar. Gilbert, Ludwig, Francis, Arthur, and Alfred, that is. Arthur was drunk and screaming at Alfred for leaving him, for the millionth time. No. I lied. Actually, this time he was groveling for the American to go back to him. The answer was no, for the millionth time.
Ludwig and Gilbert were having a contest to see who could drink the most without puking or passing out, and Francis was sipping a glass of expensive wine and checking out the sights. Specifically a certain albino.
"Hey, Gilbert, may I have a word with you?" He asked after Gilbert had conquered his brother in the drinking contest. "Yeah. Sure." Francis could tell that the ex-nation was a little more than buzzed, from the slight sway of his body when he stood up, and the slur in his voice. The fact that he followed him to the secluded area of the bar without question was further proof.
In reality, Gilbert was feigning drunkenness. He wanted to know what Francis was planning, and he figured that drunkenness was the only ticket to finding that out. So he continued his act.
"Alwite... Whut do ya need to-" Francis cut off the slurred voice at the source, kissing him full on the lips. He pushed the albino against the wall and let his hands drift up his shirt. Gilbert didn't fight, but he kissed him back, with equal force, and allowed himself to be dominated just this once...