The German pulled his sore body up off the couch groaning at the cracking sounds in his neck, which was from having it craned upward. He still held the book tightly in his hand that his brother had held last night. He walked into his office laying the book down in the desk drawer, His eyes met with the bag with Russia's present in it. A gentle smile appeared on his face as he lifted it, slid on his coat and slipped out the door. Germany walked up to a rather large house, that seemed to be Russia's.
He loved Prussia, but he loved Russia as well. His brother would have to deal with his love for the Russian. He felt courage to knock on his door hesitating slightly, but proceeding. He heard footsteps and a young boy with dirty blond hair opened the door and stared at him.
"H-Hello, are you here to see Mr. Russia?" Asked Latvia shaking.
"Ja I am." Stated the German looking at Latvia. The young boy motioned for Germany to follow him, leaving him alone at the entrance of the Russian's office. Breathing out he walked up to the door and knocked loudly.
"Da, come in!" Shouted Russia. Walking in the Russian was looking through papers and he had his back turned to Germany. Wrapping his arms around Russia he pulled him close to his body hugging him from behind and moving his hands a crossed his chest."L-Lithuania w-what are you doing?" Asked Russia still not knowing who was behind him.
"I am not Lithuania, can you guess? Asked Germany breathing against his skin and tracing his chin with his fingers, making him crawl around in his grip.
"G-Germany.. W-w-." Russia's voice was drowned out out by the Germans lips pressing against his pulling him close, Russia's arms tightening around his back pulling him closer.
"I got you a present." Said Germany pulling away to take a breath.
"You did, what is it da?" Asked Russia staring at the opened bag loosely held in his hands.
"You will see, open it, I hope you like it." Germany said speaking quickly and scrambling his words around blushing embarrassed at himself. Russia smiled and ran his hand down the side of Germany's face, making his face go even more red. Pulling out the sunflower speckled white fabric out of the bag, the Russians eyes widened and a large smile appeared on his face.
"Spasibo... I-I love it!" Yelled the taller nation throwing himself at the German hugging him tightly. Germany was nearly thrown to his butt, but firm arms held him in place. Russia held the scarf in one hand and he gripped Germany's body in the other. The blond headed nation was in fact a tall nation , but still Russia towered above him. Russia lifted him up and set him in between his legs, pulling him closer to his body holding him tightly and stroking his hands up his chest and kissing Germany's neck.
"Russia...ahh .. w-what a-re y-ou .. ah ... do... ing." Germany spoke in almost little squeaks trying to hold back moans. Russia didn't answer the Germans question, and he wasn't planning to. He pulled off his original scarf and wrapped in around Germany's neck and wrapped the sunflower scarf around his own . He fiddle with the buttons on Germany's shirt getting angry because they wouldn't unbutton, and ripping a few off. He felt his hands moving down his chest as Russia pinned him to the desk, sliding down slowly towards his pants.
Foot steps were heard going towards the Russians office loudly stomping as they climbed the stairs. Russia slid Germany down under his desk and kissed him pulling away quickly not wanting the other allies to see him here. Germany leaned back against the desk hearing the others running up the stairs, but noticed the scarf he was wearing was caught on the one Russia was wearing. The Russian saw Germany was trying to talk so he placed a finger on his lips silencing him, and nodded at the tied together scarfs.
"Yo dude, Russia," Yelled America running in and over to his desk. " I got a totally brilliant idea, we have to talk about it today, should we talk in here or downstairs?" Asked America yelling loudly.
"Up here, da..." Said Russia glancing down at the German worried. Britain and France where arguing when they walked in the room sitting down in the chairs yelling at each other,China sat down glancing around quietly, and America plopped down in a chair as well.
"So my idea,... was to take over the axis!" Yelled America flailing around.
"You bloody git, haven't we been doing that!" Shouted Britain crossing his arms and sighing.
"If anything I think Germany is the major threat, we should worry about him more than any of the others." Said France looking at Britain and America. Russia slammed his hand down on the table and shook with anger and tried not to glare at the others. Russia sighed and sat back down looking at Germany apologetically. Germany didn't want the Russian to be angry the whole time, so he slid his hands up his leg gripping his crotch. Russia instantly twitched and gripped the table.
Russia sat in despair as the German ran his hands up and down on his crouch harder and harder, as Russia sat crawling around in his chair, blushing and biting his lip. Russia dug his nails into the table right through his gloves when the blond squeezed his crouch laughing silently as he squirmed. The other nations sat confused and stared at him as he twitched.
"Russia, so... should we take over Germany first?" Asked France looking at him confused.
"NO, HE HAS TO BE LAST, IT IS IMPORTANT TRUST ME!" Shouted Russia almost shrieking as he knocked a vase on his desk off, and it broke as it hit the ground. The other nations did not respond they just nodded at the Russian who seemed to be angry. Russia wasn't angry he just didn't want them to figure out Germany was pleasuring him from under the desk. They said goodbye to Russia and quickly hurried out the door, not wanting to be by him when he was mad. Germany let go of his crotch blushing and looking down, but Russia yanked him up there kissing him intensely and holding him tight.
"Russia..Ich liebe dich, I am sorry but I have to go." Murmured Germany breathing heavy from the kiss. Russia did seem saddened by this, but let him go with a quick kiss on his lips.
" one thing Germany... what did you say in German mean?" Asked Russia looking embarrassed at Germany. The German turned and smiled at him.
"I said I love you." Germany turned before Russia could speak and slid out the door. He grabbed his coat off the wall and headed back home opening the door quietly hoping he wouldn't wake anyone.
Prussia sat in the chair looking at Germany when he walked in and he didn't seem to happy.
"Where were you?" Asked Prussia with anger in his voice.
"I went out." He said trying to end the sentence with that, but Prussia interrupted him.
"You were with Russia weren't you?" Asked Prussia grabbing his arm.
"Why does it matter if I was?" Asked Germany irritation in his voice not looking at Prussia.
"West... Bitte tell me where you were, I don't want to lose you,... I did once, but I can't again!" Prussia's voice went from angry to desperate. Turning around Germany looked into his Brother eyes.
"Bruder... I love Russia.. I know you don't like that , but I do.. and I can't just stop.. so.. I am asking for you to accept that." Said Germany looking straight into his eyes. Prussia sighed and seemed to be pondering about what he had said as he looked down. He opened up the book that Germany had put in his drawer and ripped out a few pages. The fire was blazing in the fire place, as Prussia walked over and threw the pages into the fire and let them burn.
"Ok west, but bitte don't get hurt." Prussia hugged his brother and held him tight smiling.
"Alright... Bruder..." Said Germany hugging him back watching as the pages burnt in the fire. The pages Prussia had thrown in the fire, were the ones with what happened when Russia took Prussia away from Germany, so Germany never had to remember what happened that day. Germany was silent as he walked off to his room. Thank you big bruder.
Prussia smiled he wasn't losing his little brother, but he realized he had to let him grow up. He walked off the his room still smiling and fell asleep.