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Who Would Have Thought

By Waterrain

Prussia was inside of America's home laying on the dark blue carpet with a massive amount empty beer cans surrounding his body, but there was also bottles of Vodka and Wine along with Whiskey. The red eyed Nation had a beer can on his chest and he was staring at it with wide eyes when America walked into the living.

"Man, Prussia. You really can put them away." America commented calmly as he stared down at him and rolled his blue eyes. "Seriously, You might end up with a beer baby or something."

"My beer is talking to me. I'm going to have my beer's baby?" Prussia muttered at he stared at his beer can and after a moment giggled. "Or is the beer going to have my baby? Hey, Who is having a baby? Are you knocked up, America? Is someone knocked up?"

America crushed some of the empty beer cans with his combat boots and he ignored Prussia's giggling. The blue eyed Nation focused on crushing the beer cans.

"My beer is telling saying to me…America you have one sexy ass." Prussia said cheerfully before giggling loudly and he was staring at America's bottom. "Has anyone tapped that ass?"

"I'm Independent. I'm a Virgin and no one has tapped anything on my heroic body." America stated to him and he ignored Prussia's chuckling.

"You are the only virgin out of everyone, America. I thought that England or France would have screwed you." Prussia commented slowly and his red eyes were half-lidded. "My beer says that you should become a whore to pay off your debts. Seriously, Why won't you put out?"

"Hey, Prussia. You are lucky I'm a Hero and that you are seriously wasted." America commented causally and he sat next to him. "You shouldn't be on your back because you could choke on your own throw up."

America moved Prussia onto his side and he placed a pillow so that the red eyed Nation wouldn't be on his back again.

"My beer has fallen and can't get back up. Save my baby." Prussia slurred out as he looked at the beer can that had fallen from his chest. "It's my beer baby."

"It doesn't matter because you already had the alcohol inside of it." America said flatly and he wondered what Germany was like drunk. Was Germany like Prussia when drunk?

"I murdered my baby?" Prussia asked in a confusion voice before giggling and saying. "I wouldn't murder my beloved beer."

"You are worse than when England is drunk. At least England doesn't think his Whiskey is talking to him and he doesn't refer to his whiskey as his baby." America commented calmly and he started to place a blanket over the red eyed Nation, but then Prussia pulled him down and crawled on top of him.

"Get off. I'm a hero and I don't like anything on top of me expect for blankets." America said in a slightly irritated voice, but then Prussia gently touched that one strand of hair that was sticking up and the blue eyed Nation felt himself unable to move.

"Think of me as an awesome blanket." Prussia told him causally as he toyed with the curl and briefly noticing that America's cheeks were red. "I have always wanted to touch your curl, America. I won't tell anyone that you are a virgin. Of course after I have my way with your body...You will no longer be a virgin."

Prussia licked America's curl for a moment and listened to the breathless moan that escaped. He kept on rubbing the strand of hair slowly.

"By the way America. I'm not actually drunk and I can handle my alcohol very well. I had grabbed empty bottles of Vodka, Whiskey, and Wine. As if I would drink anything other than beer." Prussia said to him cheerfully and he was grinning widely down at America. "My plan worked."

America stared up at him with half-lidded blue eyes and he couldn't manage to say anything for the red eyed Nation was licking his curl. Prussia was rubbing his covered vital regions against America's and he groaned in pleasure. America didn't feel guilty about enjoying it for the red eyed Nation was not drunk.

"Bruder, What are you doing to America?" Germany asked calmly and he decided to look up at the ceiling.

"Damnit, West. Come back later. What does it fucking look like I'm doing to him." Prussia snapped angrily, his knee was between America's legs rubbing in a teasing way, and he still rubbed the curl gently with his left hand to keep America from moving. His right hand was up America's shirt toying with his nipples.

"Our plane leaves in three hours and it takes about-" Germany was cut off by Prussia's loud voice.

"Call a Taxi or something, West." Prussia said to him and he was feeling frustrated. America's blue eyes were half-lidded, cheeks flushed, and moaning softly.

"You have to go with me." Germany stated to him and he was still looking up at the ceiling.

"I'll get on the next fucking flight. Just leave and let me have my awesome way with America." Prussia said to him and he licked America's curl again.

"Is this even consensual?" Germany asked firmly and his arms were crossed. Prussia coughed, glanced away, and didn't say a word. Germany pulled his older brother off of America and he waited for the blue eyed Nation to catch his breath.

"America, Do you want my bruder to keep on doing whatever he was doing to you or not?" Germany asked calmly and America glanced at Prussia.

"Well, It became consensual after about a minute." America replied to him and he walked towards Prussia.

"See, West. It is fucking consensual and you can call yourself a taxi." Prussia said smugly and he was looking at his younger brother.

"I can drive you to the airport, Germany." America offered and he didn't notice Prussia's glaring at Germany.

"No it is alright, America. I can call myself a taxi." Germany stated to the blue eyed Nation and he felt relieved that his bruder was not committing a crime.

"Here's some money to pay for the ride to the airport." America said to him as he gave Germany some money. Germany called for a taxi, America helped him with the bags, and Prussia was silently sulking. After a few minutes Germany was gone and America returned back inside his home.

"Hey, Prussia. We could continue inside of my heroic bedroom. I have a ton of pillows, blankets, and it is all really soft." America commented cheerfully and Prussia grinned widely.

"America, Do you have any handcuffs or sex toys?" Prussia asked curiously and he received a blank stare.

"Huh? What are sex toys?" America asked in confusion and he tilted his head. "I know condoms are used for protected sex, but what are sex toys. Are they toys that educated children about sex or something? Why would I need sex toys?"

Prussia closed his red eyes for a moment before reopening them and he slipped an arm around America's hips.

"No sex toys are not for children. They are not toys that educate children about sex." Prussia informed him and he decided to ask. "So, Where is your bedroom?"

"On second thought I want to have a couple of dates with you before we have sex. To be honest Germany kind of killed my mood and stuff. Plus I thought about how if anyone finds out that I wanted to at least able to say that we went out on a few dates before having sex." America commented to him and Prussia was silently cursing his little brother. "Anyway, We have to shower and stuff before heading out."

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Bruder is German for Brother