"School"
One rainy day, Prussia and Spain were hanging out. France was not with them as he had reported the day before of finding a new boy toy named Kyler. This was fine with Spain, as he had some very awkward questions for Prussia and it was best that France wasn't around when he asked them.
So the two friends sat on Prussia's bed in Germany's basement, not really doing anything.
"Prussia, can I ask you something?"
"Yeah, sure. The awesome me knows everything anyway." Prussia crossed his legs and then uncrossed them. Today he was particularly wound up, since he hadn't gotten out of bed for three days, just laying there and talking to Gilbird.
"How do you...um..." Spain leaned over and whispered into Prussia's ear, turning almost as red as Romano always did.
"Ha! You don't know how to kiss?!" Prussia began doing his pedophile laugh thingy while Spain shouted at him to not tell the whole world.
"Shut the fuck up!" Germany yelled from upstairs, thumping a broom against the floor/ceiling. "I'm trying to screw Italy here!"
"In the kitchen?"
"..."
Spain pushed Prussia for laughing at him and Prussia pushed him back, laughing. This looked like it was going to turn out to be one of their epic mock battles again. In the last one, France had nearly had his crotch monster blown off.
"It's not funny!"
"Hell yes it is! But who do you wanna kiss anyway?"
Spain whispered into Prussia's shirt, since somehow they had ended up on the floor. "Romano said I sucked at it."
"What'd you do that was so bad?"
"I don't know!"
"I guess I'll have to teach you then."
"...what?"
Prussia crashed his lips into Spain's, starting slow, but soon moving at an allegro pace. He brushed his tongue against Spain's bottom lip, asking for entrance. Spain kept his mouth firmly closed.
Prussia persisted but Spain still refused to cooperate, so he just pulled some of Spain's curly hair.
"What the-"
Diving into the kiss now, Prussia began to roam Spain's mouth, noticing the strong taste of Corona. He'd been drinking? Without him?
"Shit! Motherfucker!"
Spain had bit Prussia when he felt his friend's hands straying.
"God, you do suck at this, Toni. Why didn't you tell me sooner?" Prussia asked after returning from the cum splattered kitchen with ice in his mouth.
"I didn't know I was bad at it until Romano told me. He said something about it being too chaste."
"You've never tongued?"
"No...whatever that is."
Prussia+Spain's naivete=Epic Facepalm
"This is going to be a long afternoon..."