Sweden was cooking and then went over to Finland who was over on the couch. "Hey, Fin, want somethin ta eat?" He asked. "Sure~ What?" Tino replied, looking over at him. "Swedish meatballs." He grinned. "Alright!" The Finn smiled happily. Berwald gave a seductive glare at his waifu, bouncing his eyebrows up and down. "oH MY GOD BERWALD. IF YOU WANT SEX JUST SAY SO" Finland yelled. The Swede slowly went to his pants, starting to unbutton as the Finnish male gave an excited gaze. But then the Swede started to be a bitch and pull out actual meatballs from his pants and hand them over to his waifu. "There." "EI, I WANT SEX!" He pinned him to the couch, throwing the meatballs away, making out with him. Sweden blushed, letting him explore his warm, deep caverns, groaning with pleasure. Tino stopped, panting. A trail of saliva followed both their tongues. They both gazed at each other deep in the eyes, such glassy eyes they both had, seeing themselves as a reflection. "Oh, wife..." Sweden whispered, caressing his cheek. "Let's fuck. You and me. Now." Finland suggested. "Okay." Then they both fucked right there on the couch. The end.