The broad Swedish man sat across from his massive crush Finland, as he and the other Nordic guys all played poker while drinking beer.

"Ugh! I hate Texas Hold Em' we've been playing this game so much recently!" Denmark whined, "We need a new poker game."

Norway sighed, "I can't believe I'm asking this, but what would you suggest?"

"Strip poker!" Denmark exclaimed.

"You had to give him the right to say such a thing." Iceland grumbled with agitation.

"Sorry brother dear." Norway said.

"Shut up, anyways I'm not playing." Iceland insisted.

"Not even if everyone else played?" Denmark pouted.

"Well…if everyone played then maybe." Iceland said.

"I don't see why, it would be fun, and plus it would be like a trust game!" Finland smiled cheerfully.

Denmark grinned, "Well that's two votes now, one from me and one from Finland. What about you two brothers?"

Iceland glared at his brother, then at Denmark again, "If everyone is going to play I will, otherwise my answer is 'no'."

"I v'nt to pl'y." Sweden said.

Everyone turned to the quiet Swede.

What motivated this abnormally large and intimidating man to play?

"Well that makes three out of five!" Denmark called happily.

"I will play." Norway said.

Iceland sighed, "Fine then, I'll play too."

So they set up for the game and began the rounds. The game was a challenge expecially since the only people who didn't lose clothes was the brothers and Sweden, but even they lost once in a while too.

As the game wore on they were able to put on and had to take off clothes multiple times. Soon enough Finland was only in his underwear.

"And set down!" Denmark called, playing out his cards. Finland whined as his was the worst hand. He had lost because of his horrible poker face and was about to take off his last article of clothing, and Sweden without thinking threw his shirt over the young Finnish man's lap.

"S-Sweden?"

Sweden looked away with a light blush.

"Dude, what's up with you, we're all guys." Denmark said with an indifferent shrug.

"I w'll n't all'w F'nl'nd to d'spl'y h's b'dy so r'ckl'ssly." Sweden remarked.

Finland smiled lightly, "Thank Sweden."

"But that's not fair!" Denmark protested.

"Th't's why I'm dr'pping fr'm the g'me." Sweden remarked.

"Why such a bold move for…oh…" Denmark said as he finally understood.

Sweden blushed brightly as Denmark caught on.

"I'm le'ving." Sweden said dressing up in most of his clothes and headed to the door.

Finland shot up from his seat while tying the shirt around his mid-section, "Sweden wait!" He clutched at Sweden's shirt when they both reached the door, which made Sweden cornered by the smaller nation.

Finland blushed and averted the intimidating nation's eyes that were currently filled with shock, "Uh…um…is there something I'm not understanding Sweden?"

Sweden bit the inner part of his lip but finally spun Finland so he was the one against the door, Sweden pressed his lips and body firmly against Finland, moving his knee between Finland's legs. Finland mewled into Sweden's passionate kiss.

"S-Sweden!"

"I wasn't kidding when I 'teased' you about you being my wife…I'm in love with you."

Finland's face lit up, and his eyes bubbled and he moved his face in between the crook of Sweden's neck, and the words though muffled rang clear in Sweden's ears, "Do you know how long I've waited to hear you say that?"

Sweden could take it no longer, he swept Finland off his feet and dashed upstairs and locked them both up in one of Denmark's many rooms and made love to Finland at last.