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Side Note The Mile High Club (or MHC) is a slang term applied collectively to individuals who have sex while on board an aircraft in flight.
Up In The Air Tales
America is sitting by Russia on the air plane and he is asked a question by him. America decides to tell him about his past experiences on the air plane with some of the other Nations to Russia.
By Waterrain
America likes airplanes for it makes travel a lot faster, but yet he dislikes them for he can't move around a whole lot and there is no fresh air. At times America goes solo or there is someone with him.
"America, What is the mile high club? Tell me, da." Russia asked innocently and he watched as America's cheeks flushed.
"No comment." America muttered and then looked away from Russia's somewhat twisted smile.
"Would you tell me how to join? Will you show me?" Russia asked smoothly and he was enjoying America's expressions.
"No way in hell." America stated firmly and he glared at Russia.
"Why not, Comrade? Are I not good enough to join?" Russia asked calmly and his violet eyes darkened slightly as he stared at America.
"Because…." America started to say and he trailed off. "Umm…I..well…We wouldn't be able to fit inside the tiny area together.."
"If there is a will there is a way, da. Become one with me." Russia whispered in America's right ear and he smiled faintly at America's annoyed expression.
"Well there is no will so there is no way, Okay. Jeez, I'm not a slut." America commented sharply and his arms were crossed. "I'm not going to join you in the mile high club."
"You have let everyone else join you in the one mile high club with you, Comrade at different times. I do not like being left out, America." Russia said innocently and he grabbed America's hand.
"Well….I..Uh..Well Russia it just happened and stuff." America muttered and his flushed cheeks puffed out.
"How did it just happen?" Russia asked calmly and he watched as America's face turned red.
"Fine, damnit all. I'll tell you and don't you dare think less of me for being on bottom every single time." America said in a quiet and low voice. "Oh and don't laugh because I won't be able to stop myself from smacking you."
"I can't make any promises to you, America. I can handle you, da. Whether in battle or soon to be love making in a tiny location on the plane. I win, da." Russia commented innocently and he watched as America glared at him. Russia smiled and the titled his head.
"Whatever, Russia. You really know how to piss me off, but I'll tell you. If you laugh at me I'm going to throw you out of the plane." America snapped angrily and his arms were crossed.
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