This was inspired by 'Kiss You Inside Out' by Hedley. I cannot decide whether I like or hate the song but this piece wrote itself.

Kiss You Inside Out

"Don't… Don't look at me!" Canada buried his face in his hands with a blush. "Turn off the lights!"

"No."

Prussia ran his fingers down his chest with a feral smile. Canada was beautiful and bruised and his. And that was just how he wanted it.

"C'mon! This is embarrassing…"

Prussia knocked him backwards onto the bedspread with a snort. He wanted to be able to see him, just as he was, and he could not do that in the darkness. He wanted to see him naked and glorious and his. Modesty had no place in the bedroom.

"No."

"I just can't… Hnnn…" Prussia bit into his collarbone and Canada trailed off, bucking against him.

"Just can't…? What? What was that?" Prussia laughed and Canada reached up to tug on his hair.

"Fuck off."

Prussia wandered further down, leaving a trail of kisses, even as Canada clutched at his hair. It was not quite submissive when he pulled so hard, but then again, Prussia did not want someone who gave up so soon. He paused to kiss the inside of his thigh and coax another little moan from Canada.

He grinned against his skin at the sound.

It seemed that neither of them would ever be considered 'vocal' in the bedroom but that just made Prussia appreciate the modest groans even more. It made him notice. It made him search them out.

He glanced up and watched as Canada began to relax under his ministrations. He nuzzled into his stomach and Canada curled around him.

"I love you."

"Then turn off the lights…"

"No. I want to be able to see you."

"It's embarrassing…" He mumbled, still threading his fingers through his hair while Prussia kissed up from his stomach to his chest. He reached his face and brushed their noses together. It was sweet and innocent and at odds with their suggestive position.

"It is not. You're just shy!"

"No, you're just an asshole." Canada returned the innocent 'Eskimo Kiss' before pressing their lips together instead and deepening the gesture into something dirtier. "But I kind of like you like that."

"That's because I'm awesome."

Prussia wrapped himself around the other nation and stared at him, crimson to lilac, as if he was the last man on earth. He cradled his cheeks in his hands. He knew, looking at him, that he could spend a lifetime getting to know him. He knew that he could spend centuries wrapped around the blonde, just like this, and never lose interest.

"It's still embarrassing… Stop looking!"

Prussia covered those wonderful eyes using one hand as a makeshift blindfold and kissed him at the same time. He was a bit rough, pushing him down into the pillows, but Canada did not seem to mind.

"Then close your eyes."

Canada blushed further, from a pink stain to scarlet, and Prussia could feel the heat against his hand.

"… That doesn't make it better…"

"I don't care. Let me love you."

He kissed him again.

"… Alright…"

Author's Notes:

Oh dear… This is, uh, suggestive. But short too. In my mind, both of them are quiet in the bedroom… Besides the arguing, of course. I also think that while Prussia has very little shame, Matthew can be embarrassed by the attention sometimes.

These two are such idiots… That's why I love them, y'know. There are just so many moments of them being sweetly moronic in my mind. Like any good couple, they're both friends and lovers.

The last chapter was in the bedroom (after instead of before) but a little sad so… Voila! I am still looking for song titles and artists for future 'Inspired' chapters so please send them in.