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Couples: GerIta, USUK, brotherly!ChinaxJapan, mentioned?RussiaxChina, and FrancexItaly

Chapter 3

It was maybe about an hour later and the eight countries were enjoying a hot bath after their long day, they had a world meeting that morning, trying to get their thoughts into order. Italy was sitting in the water of the large bath pestering Germany, who was sitting on the ledge, though he was trying to get some pressure off of his feet. Japan was still out cold and China was holding him singing some Chinese lullaby to him. Russia was giving his 'kol-kol' look towards said Chinese. America was still getting undressed. England was reading some book by some British author. And France was, of course, masturbating.

"France! Keep your hands away from MIEN Italy!" Germany snapped at the Frenchman about two minutes later.

With France and Germany at a sudden argument, China, trying to be the most mature, intervened.

"Not again aru! You already once argued this morning, and twice about three hours ago! And besides Japan would not like to hear you arguing right after he wakes up aru."

"Don't be silly China." France said. "He's still out."

"No he's not aru." China countered smiling at the twitching Japan.

"Huh. Where am I? How did I get here?"

"You passed out aru. We're in the safe-room."

"Nani, why are you hording me?"

"I was just remembering how cute you were as a xiǎao bǎaobǎao."

"I am NOT your baby brother!" Japan snapped jerking his body a little too much.

"Haha. You'll never learn aru."

Even with some protest China carried Japan to the water so he could try and relax. Japan figured he shouldn't tell anyone of what is too come. Mainly since he was too tired to hear arguing and wanted to enjoy to the Sentō bath and the smell of sulfur.

With team Axis conversing, France and Russia had their full attention on America and England.

"America," England started looking up from his book, "what the bloody hell are you doing?"

"Well," America thought rubbing his hands along England chest, "I saw this once in a book that Japan gave me. Thought I'd try it out see what happens."

With a mutter of 'gormless git' America had placed a chaste kiss upon the elder's lips then trailing them along his jaw-line down to his collar-bone. America stopped there to nip at it a little, just enough to leave a red-mark, and then continued lower finding his way to England's belly. He slowly licked around that area, knowing the Brit to be ticklish right there, and then left another bite. After some ministrations around England's belly America moved himself backwards a little to find a little more space. With a look of surprise England realized somewhat what America's plan was. Trying to pry the, much, stronger American off he found no avail. America took England leg in his hand, and staring at the ankle kissed all along it, stopping every few inches to nip at the skin until he got back to the British man's hips and then started over on the other leg. All the while of the work America's mouth was doing his hand had steadied itself along England's vital region. And even though England had a hand over his mouth a moan still escaped him, and in the meanwhile grabbing everyone's attention. And after he was done there America, with little difficulty and resistance, flipped the two of them over so England could have, some, advantage over America.

"You are a bloody gormless nancy." England said starting to give America the same treatment.

"Thank you?" America said having no clue what his brother just said.

"Jolly good. Now you will see that you truly are gormless."

After some of the same treatments England had even started trailing his fingers over America's vital region very gently. 'Gently, please let him be anything but that.' America though as he felt blush on his face and heat go down to where England fingers were. Of course though after a few minutes of this treatment that England had provided America came to realize that a) he should be the one on top and b) that he was close to a climax. So trying to give England a heads-up, America open his mouth to speak but the only sound was a low whimper. England took that as some sort of urge to continue. England then moved his fingers away from where they were and started to lick at it.

"England!" America yelped. "That hurt what are you doing down there!"

"I told you that you were gormless. And I'm showing you what that means git." England said calmly taking another nip at America's skin earning another yelp.

America pleaded that England stop but he didn't he just continued to 'please' America and trailed lower on America's vital region and occasionally nipping at the sensitive skin.

"Do you want me to stop?" England asked.

"Y-yes! Please do!" America pleaded another moan escaping him as England stoked his skin.

"Then say my name and ask nicely."

"England…"

"No, no. My real name."

"Arthur…please."

"All of it."

"Arthur Kirkland… please stop."

And with those four words the Brit stopped completely, only to have a whimper of loss.

"Now you git let's get washed up."

And with that the two brothers, with some help from each other, stepped into the bath.

Shorter than chapter two but no real plot in this one mostly a filler for the next chapter and this is the only bit of true USUK you get here the rest is brotherly!UKxUS ok? Now this took so long 'cause of school and finals then while i was typing i got distracted (I swear i have the mentality of the Italy brothers) but this was very fun to write because of England's slang that i got from a website on the internet (Expect more)