Chapter 7: Love me all over (Arthur's view)

Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia Axis Powers or World Series. It belongs to its original owner. I only own any OC's and this plot. Enjoy!

That night I sat on the couch waiting for the doorbell to ring. I was excited, to say the least. I mean, my boyfriend was coming over. How could I not be excited? Destiny stood in the kitchen making dinner and humming to herself. She was leaving around nine o'clock to a friend's house for the night. But she was insisting that she cook dinner and eat with me and Alfred. She refused to let me in the kitchen while she was cooking because I can't cook. Everything I cook burns for some odd reason. Well, I think it's fantastic when I cook. Maybe I should take a class or something. I can get Alfred to go with me.

I grabbed the Tupperware bowl and put it on my lap. I took a scone, dipped it in the jam and took a small bite. Something in me must have clicked because I didn't feel sick or dizzy. Actually, my stomach was growling. I was starving. When the doorbell rang, I practically jumped off the couch. I already knew who it was so there was no reason to ask who it was. Taking a deep breath, I steadied myself to open the door.

"You made it."

"Of course. A hero never leaves his boyfriend alone on a Friday night."

Destiny walked into the room and looked at the two of us. She wiped her hands on her apron. There was a wide smile on her face.

"Welcome Alfred. It's nice to see you again. Please, do make yourself comfortable and dinner will be ready in a moment."

"It's good to see you too."

He brought in his bag from the porch. The bag was huge, bigger than should be necessary for a single night. It was a bit confusing to see what would be in there.

"Big enough bag?"

"Don't worry about it. You'll find out why later. I have a present for you."

Lately, he's had enough gifts for me. Why, I had no idea. It was enough for me to blush like a damn school girl. Not normal for me, okay it kind of is normal for me.

"Dinner time, guys."

"Good. I'm bloody starving."

They both looked at me like I was crazy but they were smiling. Until this point, I refused to eat at all and just locked myself in my room. I was glad to see them smiling.

"I'm glad. You need to eat something before you turn completely into nothing but bones."

Destiny set out what looked like chicken and potatoes. It vaguely reminded me of something American and German all wrapped into one. Alfred awkwardly pulled my chair out for me with a smile on his face.

"Thank you, love."

"Anything for you."

Destiny had a huge smirk on her face. I swear, she's been hanging around that Italian kid, Feliciano, too much. He always had that look on his face. It was a bit creepy.

"Looks good to me."

"Then shall we dig in?"

My sister had outdone herself once again. It was incredible. After dinner, Alfred and I sat down to watch a movie in my room. Or rather, tried to watch a movie. It's not exactly easy to watch anything when your boyfriend is sucking on your neck. Destiny had already left to go to her friends so it was only us two in the house. He put his hands on my shoulders and lightly pushed me down onto the bed. He had a lot of trouble getting everything off but eventually succeeded in removing them. Looking down at me, he got this weird look on his face.

"Not as thin as I thought you'd be. Good muscle and a nice body. I wonder, what does the inside feel like?"

"Well, I'm not laying here like this for nothing. Why don't you find out?"

He was more than happy to oblige. When he held three fingers out to me, I only looked up at him. This was new to me so I had no idea what to do.

"Suck."

As he said this, he bent down to help me with my little problem. I must say, it felt nice but it was still strange. This was going to take some getting used to.

"Are you sure that you're ready for this?"

I only nodded. I didn't exactly trust myself to speak at this point. The first finger hurt but the second one was uncomfortable. It wasn't until he used the third that I realized how much this was going to hurt.

"Here goes."

"Ouch."

"Are you alright?"

"I'm fine. Don't stop now."

He was slow at first but got faster by the minute. The friction wasn't something I was used to but it wasn't exactly unwelcome. The release was exactly what I needed.

"What do you say we take a shower and clean off, love?"

"Yeah, let's go."

I got up slowly because I was already getting sore. The hot water felt really good. Little did I know, a storm was brewing. That storm being a very angry Russian because I didn't hear my phone that night.

End of Chapter 7

A.N: So I'm very sure this scene sucked. This is my first attempt at this kind of scene. Let me know how I did.