W00T! Chapter 4 is up now! X3
Why am I such a bitch to Tino! DX That is not okay...
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After managing to calm my blush down, I looked back up to the smirking Dane.
"You know... I looked around, and no one else is here besides us."
I knew what he was hinting at, but I was also no where near the point where I would do that with him. I looked, more like glared, at him. As if to say 'Yeah, that's not happening'. He laughed quietly, and pulled me closer in a sort of hug.
"Um...Mathias..."
"Hmm?" Was all I heard in reply.
"I kinda need to use the bathroom..."
"..."
Suddenly he let go, blushing slightly himself.
"Heh, sorry about that Tino."
We were both sitting up now. Him rubbing the back of his head in embarrassment, and me just kind of awkwardly sitting there. Finally, I clambered out of the bed and headed towards the bathroom. Oddly enough, after finishing up in the bathroom, Mathias had been right. Neither Berwald or Lukas were here.
'How odd...'
Then the worst thoughts filled my mind. Many of them downright dirty or horrible. I sat down and leaned my back against the wall, knees pulled up to my chest, and hands clamped over my ears. Trying to rid the thoughts from my mind. I sat there for who knows how long trying to quell the thoughts that raced throughout my head.
Suddenly my hands were roughly tugged away from my ears and I could hear once again, but I kept my head down and eyes tightly shut.
"Tino! Tino I know you can hear me. Stop ignoring me!"
It was Mathias. His voice was deeply concerned, I must have been gone for too long.
After a while his grip on my wrists didn't relax, it only tightened as he became more frustrated with my lack of response.
"Tino... please... talk to me. Why are you doing this?"
He sighed, let go of my wrists, and just sat in front of me. I finally looked up and there he was. A sudden realization struck me.
'He's always been there for me as a brother and friend. Yet... now I feel like I like him more than that...'
I slowly switched to sitting on my knees. Near enough that they were touching Mathias' crossed legs. This seemed to make him slightly confused. Staring into his eyes, my heart confirmed it.
'I love him. Everything about him. Even when he can be a little annoying, I still love him.'
I leaned forward and gently kissed Mathias on the lips. I put all the love I felt into the one kiss. Mathias seemed surprised and a little shocked at first, but quickly started to kiss back with just as much passion.
This continued for some time before we both pulled apart for air. Both of us where panting slightly. I blurted it out what I believed to be obvious by now.
"I.. I love you... Mathias.
"Heh. I love you too, my little Fin."
He tilted my head up for another kiss. But this kiss held hunger. He licked my lower lip, asking for entrance. I complied and opened my mouth. His tongue exploring every inch of my mouth. He started to rub circles on my abdomen and I couldn't help but let out a small moan. He smirked and pulled away. His hand started to travel upwards, slowly lifting up the tank top as he went.
He bit down on the spot where my shoulder met my neck and I couldn't help the moan that escaped.
His hand quickly found it's target. He pinched my pink nub and twisted, eliciting more moans from me. He did the same with the other nub and continued on both of them. I could feel his eyes on me as I writhed in pleasure, and moaned with abandonment.
My back arched, hoping to relieve some of the pressure building in my lower abdomen.
Mathias seemed to realize this and chuckled darkly. Stopping his ministrations of my nubs.
"Enjoying ourselves, now aren't we Tino."
I looked up at him through half-lidded eyes, panting. His eyes held lust in them. As I tried to regain my senses, he lifted me up bridal style and carried me back to my bedroom down the hall.
He tossed me onto the bed and picked his tie off the ground. I was about to ask what that was for, until he quickly and skillfully tied my wrists to the headboard above my head. I looked him in the eye, worried, knowing full well what he was going to do.
"M-Mathias.. please wait! I-I don't want this!"
By now I was shaking and, Mathias realizing this, snapped out of it. He leaned up and untied my wrists, his face was emotionless.
As soon as he finished, he sat down on the side of the bed facing the wall. I sat up and tried to calm down the shaking and adrenaline that ran through my body.
Once I was calmed down, I looked over at Mathias. He had his eyes closed and his face unreadable, but his hands were clenched into tight fists, and on closer inspection his jaw was clenched as well.
"I'm sorry, so sorry Tino. I...I just..."
He sighed and shook his head. He tried again.
"I've always had a problem with my... control. I know that it's not a good reason for almost raping you..." He trailed off and then looked me in the eye, as though searching for something. I stared back, my face unreadable, but I'm sure my eyes are what gave away my emotions.
After a couple minutes had passed, Mathias started to rise off the bed. Instictually I grabbed him from behind and hugged him around his waist as he stood by the bed, back still towards me.
I had become so use to someone being around, that I was afraid of being alone again. I didn't want Mathias to leave, for fear of him never returning. Especially in Sve's house, to which Sve himself and Lukas had yet to return since yesterday afternoon.
"T-Tino... what are-"
"Please don't leave! Don't leave me all alone! I-I don't want to be all alone again..."
I trailed off as tears started down my flushed cheeks. I felt Mathias stiffen and then easily removed my arms from his waist. I quieted, but the tears fell freely and I did nothing to stop them.
Mathias gathered his things without once looking at me. Right before he left I heard him say.
"Sorry, Tino. Goodbye..."
I waited until I heard the front door softly close shut. The tears had stopped, my eyes too dry. I felt hollow on the inside, like my heart was just gone. Suddenly I remembered what Lukas had told me only yesterday. I got the hint.
I went about gathering my clothes and such things, and then grabbed a little bit of food. I left a note on the kitchen table with the small photo frame, face down, as a paper weight.
It read simply:
Dear Sve and Norge,
I get the hint now, so don't worry about me. I can take care of myself just fine. You won't have to deal with me being around, so hope you both have a great life together and are happy.
Finland
I closed the door tightly behind me, pulled my coat tighter around me, grabbed my bag, and headed into town.
I managed to hail down a taxi, got in, and started the long journey back home. Watching the scenery pass by, I felt like I should feel something. But really... all I felt was the same hollowness in my chest.
