Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia!
Author's note: Sorry, not a full time lemon!
"Sex," America whispered huskily in his ear, causing England to shiver. "Can be amazing for both of the parties, if at least one of them knows what they're doing."
England resisted the urge to scoff. In his experience sex only hurt, was unsatisfying, and was used to control someone. Or at least that was how it was among countries. America though was different from other countries. Still he was childish compared to other countries. And what does a child know about sex? Nothing, of course. He must've rolled his eyes because America suddenly giggled. Did any of England's previous lovers ever giggle? No, never during sex. Sex was always a silent affair that was done as quickly as possible. Only one person enjoyed it. That was the one on top.
"You don't believe me, do you?" America murmured moving from his ear to his neck. England shook his head slightly. Sadly. Because God, how he wished America was telling the truth and not some fable. A sigh and then America was kissing his neck. England squirmed at the unnatural feeling causing the bigger of the two to smile against his skin.
"Well, darling, I'm going to have to prove you wrong aren't I?" England's eyes widened at the endearment.
"Don't call me that," England hissed angrily. "I'm not one of your random one night stands that you can walk all over of!" America scoffed at that.
"I know you aren't that's why I called you that, Babe." England shivered at the new endearment and closed his eyes as America's hands started to pull of his clothes. Everything was like a blur then and England couldn't be happier about that. If he had been aware of his surroundings he was sure he would've ran. He felt a kiss placed on his stomach and resisted the urge to jump. All of his clothes were gone except his trousers. America started to kiss down further from where he kissed his stomach before until he reached the hem of his trousers. England's stomach seemed to tie itself into a knot. America pulled his trousers down and England couldn't help but open his eyes to gauge his 'lover's' reaction.
"You're wonderful." England turned bright red at those words. America's expression was soft and so gosh darn loving unlike his previous partners.
"We're not going all the way tonight," America announced. "And not because I don't think you're attractive, trust me, you give me blue balls almost daily."
England gently swatted him on the head for that, but couldn't help the small smile that formed on his lips. It- whatever it was they were really doing- suddenly didn't seem so scary anymore. The knot that had formed in England's stomach all but disappeared and was replaced with something else. A fluttery sort of feeling. It was… nice. Despite being unfamiliar.
"I just want you to be completely comfortable with this before we go all the way, alright?" America said softly. England nodded. That sounded perfect.
"That doesn't mean of course that we're not going anywhere." America giggled. England frowned and was about to ask what he meant but then a warmth suddenly was around his cock and England couldn't help but arch into it.
*turns bright red* I cannot believe I wrote that… That is probably the closest I am ever getting to writing a lemon. Because I felt like I was having a heart attack the entire time I was writing. Anyways please review, but no flames please!