Okay, so this is DenAme….nothing but smut no real plot at all to be honest but it took forever because my little cousin thought it'd be funny to replace my writings with pics hello kitty, and then he- okay never mind, my day babysitting is not important so anyway, enjoy and have a good day/night.

Disclaimer: *Scoffs* Yeah okay, I wish I owned hetalia…

"Come on dude you know it's true!" said America as he rolled over so that he was on top of Denmark and straddling his waist.

"It isn't and you should know it."

"But I'm right and I have proof that I'm right."

"And what's that proof?"

"I'm the her-"

Before America could even finish his favorite catch phrase he was flipped over so that he was underneath the older country as he grinded against him and their lips met for a rough and needy kiss.

"Not a good enough reason babe."

America threw his head back and groaned before quickly wrapping his arms around the Dane's neck, attacking his collar with little bites and kisses.

Denmark let him pull on his neck increasing friction between them.

"Just," America gasped out, "just admit it Denmark you know it's true." The America hurried out as he let his shirt be ripped away from him.

"You admit it and I'll give you a reward."

"Mm nu uh…I want you to just admit you're wrong and I'm right."

"But you're not right babe," Demark broke away and removed America's pants taking his boxers away with them.

"Not….fair if my clothes come of so do yours…" said the American as he let his hand grab at Denmark's hair.

"Fine, besides I know you want to see my body."

"Shut up…" America took off the Dane's shirt making a point to leave his tie on as his legs wrapped around the other's waist and pushed down his pants and boxers as well.

"Aren't we impatient," Denmark said right before he tackled America back down to the bed and placed his fingers at America's mouth for him to suck, which America hungrily.

When Denmark decided they were wet enough he placed one finger at the other nation's tight hole and lightly pushed in.

America moaned as on finger after another was placed inside of his until there were three which were thrusting in and out of him until one finally brushed against his prostate making him moan out the Dane's name, not even remembering what they were debating over previously.

"Do you want to keep my fingers or would you like something better?:"

"Yeah….y- you I want you in me, Denmark, please."

Denmark smirked before removing his fingers and placing his head at America's hole before thrusting in and immediately grazing the younger nation's prostate, making him see more fireworks than the fourth of July.

"Ah..ahh ha- harder!" America demanded causing Denmark to chuckle.

"Whatever you say, babe," he began to quickly pound into his anus finding one quick rhythm that he knew could make the American scream.

And scream, the American did.

"Oh G- G- Go- I'm gonna cum!"

"Then cum for me."

"America let those four words be the key to his release as he moaned loudly before cumming, tightening himself around Denmark as he did so. The Dane himself came not even a few moments later.

"I love…you….but you're still wrong."

"Denmark," America yawned as he cuddled up to the older nation, "no matter what you say pirates will always be better."

"And I am telling you there is not a chance in hell that a pirate could be a Viking, they're obviously better."

"Keep telling yourself that, babe."

"Just shut up and go to sleep."

"Is that anyway to talk to the hero?"

"My way of talking to my hero," Denmark said as he yawned again letting America relax more into his chest and fall into a light sleep.