My first story, deanoned from the kinkmeme. The prompt was 'gay pirates', and this was a drive-by fill that I'm toying with expanding.
Disclaimer- Hetalia does not belong to me, unfortunately.
A Joy Ride On The Mediterranean
Erszebet smiled lazily at the woman yelling at their crew in coarse German before climbing across the ropes to her.
"Bloody men don't know shit, Liesl," Bella grinned, and captured Erszebet's lips in a teasing kiss. She tasted of dark chocolate and Erszebet just loved that taste. More and more, this was turning out to be a good idea.
The colours of the Union Jack flew, but this ship hadn't been British for the last two weeks, since Bella had suggested on a whim that they steal that washed-up Brit's schooner and go on a trip 'cross the Mediterranean and then down to the Suez to the Indian ocean.
It was a hell of a whim, and one that they would probably regret if the winds stopped favouring them and let the incensed and diminutive Brit catch up to them.
But for now they were having the time of their lives.
Erszebet, who didn't go out to sea very often, was still giddy from waking up and finding that she was surrounded by blue in all dimensions. The sky was blue, the sea was blue, but Bella's eyes were the bluest.
Yes, she could get used to this pirating thing.