Prussia has met his soulmate he's sure of it, he's kind, accepts his friends, gets along with his brother, and is hot as hell. There's just one problem, his little Birdie doesn't seem to notice what he does to his elder Prussian friend. "Gil come on we are gonna be late for the meeting!" Canada yells, surprisingly loud for such a quiet country one might add.
"Coming Matt!" Prussia almost slips up, he can't let his Birdie know how much he truly cares. They leave the hotel and two minutes away is the lovely meeting hall. As they walk down the hall to the conference room Gilbert hugs Matthew, walking with him.
Canada looks around the room, "Where is everyone, what's that box?" Gilbert looks around eyes furrowed, confused, "I don't know…." Gilbert walks over to the box, "Maybe this has a clue inside?" Canada walks over to the box, looking at he he reaches out to lift the lid, and gets sucked into the box, Prussia grabs his hand, and gets sucked in as well.
When Prussia wakes up the first thing he registers is he is not at home, it'd never be that dark, second is that there is hair in his mouth, he tries to spit it out only to have it stuck to his tongue Canada beneath him starts to shift around uncomfortably. 'Wait Birdie? Wha- OH Scheiß THE BOX!" Prussia works a bit to slowly push the hair out of his mouth, Canada moans, "Gil, stop." still very much asleep but Prussia can feel that a certain part of him isn't.
Prussia blushes, realizing what the little stubborn curls certain countries have, do. He goes deathly still, not wanting his crush to wake up and know about his discovery….
Of course being who he is with his luck, Matthew wakes up from the stiffness in his friend. He feels an awkward pleasure, knowing, remembering what happened, and more specifically who was causing this problem. He opens his eyes to look up at the albino, panting softly, "Gil, what happened?" trying to cover his arousal, Gilbert notices him tense as he shifts slightly.
"We fell, into that box, it looks like it says we have to make a confession… Whatever that means." Matthew blushed brightly, "I don't know, guess this might take a while." Mattie just hoped it wasn't what he thought it was. Gilbert shifts on-top of him again, this time moving just right to make him moan, he blushes brightly at the noise that escaped him. Gilbert notices, "What's wrong mein awesome Birdie, maple got your curl?"
Matthew blushes brighter at how close his friend is to the truth, "Well Gil, how would you feel if your best friend had his knee brushing against you so teasingly?" Gilbert blushes this time darker than his blood red eyes. "T-the awesome me, would do w-whatever I wanted to."
The Canadian slowly lent forward, pressing his soft, moist lips against the Prussians, surprisingly soft ones. Prussia melted into the kiss, he didn't like people to know it but he seriously loved being treated gently and taken cared of. He opened his mouth immediately to the blond, when he felt a gentle licking at his lips.
Tongues, gently melding and sliding together mixing the taste of the two, 'He tastes like snow cream and sweets.' the Prussian marveled to himself, 'mmmh, the slightest taste of beer and honey..' Canada was surprised, he expected the beer to be much stronger and unpleasant.
Prussia disconnects them, breaking for air, "I- *pant* That- *pant* awesome- *pant*" the Prussian tries to say, a little bit of spit on the corner of his mouth. Canada smirks at his panting, wondering how the Prussian had not learned more from his Papa. "What's wrong, Canada got your tongue?" he asked the Prussian, having caught his breath after the first breath.
Prussia groans, shifting so he's leaning over the surprisingly large Canadian, panting, "You *pant* know, I've wanted *pant* this for a long *pant* time" the hockey player can't take it and leans forward whispering in Prussia's oh so sensitive ears, "I'm going to care for you and love you, and I'm going to fuck you like I hate you." Prussia's blush and shivers go straight to his core.
Prussia squeaks, feeling his shirt lifted off his torso not expecting the sudden movement, moans softly, when Matt lowers his mouth to the others neck, nipping and licking. Prussia in retaliation, pulls his friend's curl, hard making the normally quiet Canadian growl. The Prussian blushes… "I don't want to do this…."
Matt freezes extremely tense, "Okay, sorry…." He backs into his shell. Prussia blushes harder sighing, "I don't mean this, I just mean not like this…." The Canadian confused and frustrated yells. "Well then how the fuck do you want to do it! It seemed like you were pretty into to making me a mess!"
Prussia grabs Matt's face, looking him the eye says, "You're not the problem, I'm the problem, I don't want to do this without meaning…" Canada now understanding blushes and says, "It's not ideal but if you don't like me I can't help that…"
Prussia face gets a look of hope, "That's not the problem at all… does this mean you like me too?!" Canada blushes, "Of, course idiot!"...the box pulls away from around them and Gilbert grabs the Canadians hand, "Let the awesome me, take you on an awesome date!" Dragging the poor boy away before he could say yes.