America: "Ha! Got you again, Alfred! Take that!" You yelled, having just won your 23rd game against your boyfriend. He was staring at the screen in total shock, then threw his controller onto the other side of the couch and covered his face with his hands.
"Come on~!The hero never loses!" He moaned, lying out on the couch. You giggled and did a little happy dance. He watched you for a moment then got an idea, a goofy cute grin coming back to his face.
"Hey, dudette, one more round~" You were too hyped up with your win to see the slow, wicked glint in his eyes growing. You agreed and ended up losing the next rounds and threw your controller away and covered your face with your hands. You waited for the gloating from your boyfriend but when it didn't come you looked at found him almost hovering over you, a small glint in his eyes over his glasses. He slowly reached up and took off his glasses and put them on the arm of the couch. You blushed deeply as he smirked and leaned closer. He took off his glasses, he took off his glasses! That was the only thing going through your mind.
"See? The hero always wins~" He muttered kissing you gently. You eased into the kissed and closed your eyes, arms wrapping around his neck. He slowly deepened the kiss and slowly let his hands roam up and down your sides and around your hip. Slowly your hero got more confident and began to get a little more bold, teasing your bottom lip; asking for permission. You let him in with a grin and began battling. You were starting to run out of breath so he just gave up on your mouth and moved to your neck, finding your sweet spot. You were a blushing, moaning mess as his head started to dip lower and lower…
"Heyo! Denmark here! Brought that video game that you wanted, America!" Denmark shouted, jumping on the couch and landing on your boyfriend's back. Alfred grunted in surprise and pain as he collapsed on you. You groaned and felt like you were being crushed. The strange realized his mistake and jumped off, your boyfriend collapsing on the ground. You sat up and tried to catch your breath, glaring at the newcomer.
"Wait, were you two just…?" Denmark trailed off blush starting to creep into his features.
"Denmark. Run. Now." You growled. Denmark was sprinting out the door as Alfred recovered and chased after him with a baseball bat. You would have laughed if you went so flustered.
Germany: Running ten kilometers seems like a good idea when you are starting out. But at the end, you are cursing yourself for being so stupid. You were dressed in a revealing athletic outfit and of course, you chose white. Which was now see through because of the rain that started pouring down half way through your run. You told Ludwig that he was going to have to carry you home as you lay on the ground dying a slow and agonizing death. He just sighed and reached down to grab your arm. He then tried to lift you but you went limp like a spoiled child and he found that you were a lot heavier when you resisted. He growled and then in one big heave threw you over his shoulder. You yelped in surprise but didn't really fight him because it would mean you would have to walk on your own. When you got back to the house he unceremoniously dropped you on his bed. You grunted in surprise but relaxed, slowly starting to feel more relaxed.
"Thank you, Ludwig, for carrying me. I owe you~" You whispered eyes closing. You heard him stop moving and there was complete silence. You peeked out from one eye out of curiosity and saw that he was looking back at you, a huge grin on his face and a strange look in his eyes. You blinked a few times; utterly baffled at this, not that you didn't like it.
"Um, did I say something?" You asked, suddenly finding the very big German pinning you to the bed.
"So, (Y/N), jou say jou over me…" His grin grew as he leaned forward, kissing you teasingly. You froze in surprise until it clicked in your head, putting two and two together. You grinned into the kiss and put your hands in his hair, pulling slightly. He groaned and flipped you so you were on top, now kissing you roughly. This was a new side to him you hadn't seen before, but you liked it. The kissed deepened and soon you both were breathing heavily with his hands wondering around your body and tongue and teeth teasing your neck. He started to slide his hands under your shirt ever so slowly, waiting for you to tell him your limit. You were too deep in pleasure that you almost didn't hear the phone ring. Ludwig stopped kissing the now hickey he had made on your neck and groaned, putting his forehead in the crook of your neck. You sighed and hugged him, reaching for the phone.
"Hello?" You answered as Ludwig hugged you, not moving his head.
"Germany! Germany! Please, you have to help me!" Feli screamed at the other end of the phone line. You face palmed as Ludwig cursed, getting off of you and taking the phone. You figured Feli would call his phone so he must have gotten your numbers mixed up.
"Dis had better be good, Italy!" He growled, walking out of the room as the panicked Italian began speaking quickly. You shook your head and headed for the shower, knowing that this little conversation was going to be long and bloody.
England: Normally, Arthur is one hell of a gentleman, (haha, black butler reference[sorry!]) but every once in awhile you could make the pirate side of him come out. You had just finished making tea when you saw him sitting in his armchair reading the paper, ruffling it angerly. When you began to serve the tea he threw the paper to the floor angrily and threw his arms up.
"That bloody wanker! I can't believe he would do something like this behind my back. Again!" He then proceeded to slump into his chair, looking utterly spent with his eyes closed. You felt bad for him so you decided to cheer him up; grinning evilly, might you add.
"Aw~ is Francis bothering you again?" You cooed, walking behind his chair and began to rub his tense shoulders. He sighed in contentment and slowly began to relax under your knowing touch.
"Aye, love. He does this every chance he gets." He sighed, not looking so tense. You smirked and began to kiss his neck, slowly and making sure he felt your warm breath on the back of his neck. He stiffened ramrod straight, eyes snapping wide open.
"Sh, love, you don't have to think about that-" Before you could finish your sentence you felt his strong hand reach around and grab your arm, throwing both you and him onto the carpeted floor. You gasped in surprise as he leaned over you, normal bright green eyes many shades darker and full of lust. He grinned down at you, sending pleasant shivers down your spine.
"Now you've done it, love. You most assuredly have my attention now~" he growled down at you, his eyes never leaving yours. You gasped as he started kissing the base of your throat first, slowly making his way across your collarbone. You gasped and tried at kissing him properly, but he pinned your hands to your side and continued to kiss your collarbone.
"Sorry, love. But you woke up the pirate when I warned you before not to~" he sang, making you remember the time he told you about his past. You didn't really believe that the gentleman you had as your boyfriend could ever truly be that kind of a man, but right about then with him giving you pleasurable hickeys you weren't about to complain. When he found your sweet spot you gasped and found that he was kissing you properly. And he held nothing back as his tongue battled yours.
"Hononon! Trés bein, I see you have learned to love one of my favorite pass times, non?" Francis said, giggling through the study window. Arthur leaped up, cursing and chased off the intruder but when he came back you saw that the pirate was gone.
"I'm sorry, love. I should have known he would try something like that," he growled angrily. You sighed and stood up to hug him, but he wrapped his arm around your waist and pinned you to the door frame. Pirate had come back as quickly as he had left
"Now, love. Where were we~?"
Canada: Matthew was always so shy that most physical signs of affection made him uncomfortable. But because you two were dating for almost a year he slowly came out of his shell,as were you! You were sitting at home alone when you heard a knock on your door. You opened it to find Matthew standing outside with a rose in his hand.
"Hi, (Y/N). You look really pretty…" He was blushing trying not to look at you. You laughed softly and blushed, taking the rose and inviting him in. Your parents knew you two were dating but also knew that both of you wouldn't try anything if left home alone. You made some small talk as you made hot chocolate and sat on the couch. You chatted for a little while before Matthew started acting weird. So you asked him.
"Matthiew? What's wrong? Did Francis make you compete against Alfred again?" You asked concernedly. He blushed and shook his head.
"N-no! He just… well, he just told me a few things. That's all." He whispered, cuddling his pillow. You frowned, not knowing what to expect.
"What kind of things?" You asked, getting closer. He looked up into your eyes. He was blushing but he didn't look way or stutter; you were doing exactly that now as you looked into his eyes.
"Maple, I think it would be easier if I showed you," he said, leaning forward and kissing you softly. You kissed back, still confused until he pulled you into his lap, lining your hips with his. You gasped and this allowed him to stick his tongue into your mouth, hesitantly and shyly. You weren't sure how to respond but you weren't exactly hating the attention either. Not feeling you resist, he began to grow more confident and ran his hand through your hair, gently tugging to see what kind of reaction he would get. You were done then, kissing him passionately and with almost equal intensity, surprising even yourself. Soon you both were out of breath and he was leaving both butterfly kisses on your neck as well as kissing you hard enough to leave hickeys in a few places.
"(Y/N)! We are ha-" You older brother looked down at the scene is front of him, both you and Matthew tangled up on the couch. He blinked a few times and began to snicker, allowing both of you to blush and jump away from each other.
"Just use a condom. I'll stall mom and dad," he said as he left, shouting to your parents that he forgot something. You both were blushing, but similar smiles graced your faces. You shifted nervously and glanced quickly at Matthew, who did the same thing.
"Um...?" you tried not to make it sound like a question as you touched your lips. He turned to you with concern.
"Are you ok, maple? I didn't hurt you or scare you?" he asked, sounding genuinely scared. You shook your head and hugged him.
"No, but maybe you should talk more with Francis." You giggled, kissing his jaw. He grinned happily and started to kiss you again. You cuddled with him until your family got back.
N. Italy: You were reading a book calmly on the couch while Feli painted, smiling and softly singing to himself. It was a bright and sunny day with a pleasant breeze drifting through the house, bouncing the cute curl on Feli's head. You watching it for a little while, soon unable to resist twirling it between your fingertips. You knew it was sensitive but you couldn't help yourself; it was just bouncing there so cutely! You snuck up behind him and began to twirl it around your finger. Feli jumped and almost spilled paint over both of you. He turned around quickly, blush making his whole face red as he bit his lip.
"Bella! W-What are-a you doing?" He asked, grabbing your wrist and holding it in place.
"I just wanted to touch your curl..." you mumbled, blushing a little. Having accomplished what you set out to do you tried to pull away, but Feli did something a little unexpected. He moved your wrist to his mouth, gently kissing the inside where the pulse was. You blushed but didn't move as he slowly began to turn your hand over and trailed kisses up your arm. You didn't now when you ended up in his lap but you were suddenly very aware of him kissing your neck and hands rubbing your lower back slowly and letting his hands drift up and down. Slowly he moved to your mouth, his normal cute, childish smile replaced by a knowing smirk; eyes smoldering.
"But Bella, you-a can't just touch the curl..." He whispered, causing you to blush brighter and him to slam his mouth on yours. You were already out of breath so it was easy for the nervous and submissive Feli to take control of the situation. His hand drifted up and played with your bra strap-
"Oi, mio fratello! Where did your stupido ass go-" Romano came into the living room and paused, seeing you and his brother... entwined with each other. "Damn it! There is a bed-a room for that!" he yelled, running out of the room. You looked back at Feli, who was looking at you with the same old childish smile.
"Sí, Bella, we have a bedroom for-a this~" he picked you up and dashed into the bedroom. Romano forbade you from kissing in the living room from that day forward.
Russia: Ivan was reading you a story in Russian that he loved while you sat curled up at his feet, trying to knit like he had taught you. You weren't very good at it but you were getting better with his help. Suddenly he paused in the epic tale of loss and romance. You had only really been listening to his lovely voice and not the words so you wondered why he stopped. You looked up and saw his purple eyes scanning the page, again and again, lips moving as he read the story to himself. You poked his knee to get his attention.
"Hey, Ivan? Are you still reading to me? What's going on?" You asked. His purple eyes turned to you, making you yelp. They had a strange fire in them like you were a sheep and he was a starving wolf. You blushed deeply and slowly set the knitting stuff down.
"Um, Ivan? Is there something that you want to tell me?" You asked, not looking at your boyfriend's eyes; he was scary when he was unreadable. You felt something grip the back of your shirt and pulled you back into Ivan's lap, making you shriek in surprise. He wrapped in powerful arms around you and pinned you to him, chin resting on your shoulder.
"Why does the little sunflower run away from me? Become one with mother Russia, da?" He whispered in your ear quietly, warm breath tickling your neck. You squeaked as he began to kiss your neck gently, fingers slipping in and out from under your shirt. You were blushing furiously and breathing heavily, but you were speechless when he turned you around at started to kiss you for real. You didn't even try to put up a fight when he dominated your mouth and neck. You were a blushing mess within seconds and almost didn't realize that he had opened his coat, revealing that he didn't have a shirt on again; you tried not to drool. You reached up and pulled away his scarf; you were surprised he let you. You leaned in to kiss his neck as he did yours, making him moan and turn to putty in your hands. You ran your fingertips along his now bare neck and enjoyed the way he almost purred. The moment sadly did not last long.
"Yo, Ivan! I came to pick up the parts- Holy crap! Why does she get to take your scarf!" Alfred yelled as he barged into Ivan's room without knocking. He stood in the doorway as the timid Estonia pleaded for him to just walk away before sprinting off in the other direction. Ivan stopped kissing your neck as a very ominous aura surrounded him and he raised his head to look at Alfred.
"Kolkolkolkolkolkol!" Seeped like a poison from his lips. Alfred seemed unaffected by it as he just gawked at your blushing face. Ivan rewrapped his scarf around his neck and buttoned up his coat as he stood. He slowly pulled out his Magic Metal Pipe of Pain from wherever he freaking kept it and began to slowly stalk towards Alfred, who finally seemed to realize that he was dead and roasted meat.
"Um, the hero bravely retreats for tactical purposes!" He shouted as he took off, Ivan following slowly after him with the intent to kill. You fixed your clothes and looked at what Ivan had been reading. You blushed and flew out of the room in embarrassment, realizing that you were lucky that he just kissed you. You vowed to never let him read that dirty book again.
Japan: It was a strange day. Like something was off in the universe and something was going to happen to screw you up. You walked on pins and needles all day until you came to Kiku's house where you hoped to finally relax. You smiled kindly at him and handed him his manga you had borrowed.
"Thank you, Kiku. I really liked it." You said, taking the cup of tea he offered to you and sat down in front of his Zen garden and closed your eyes. You were very slowly starting to relax when Kiku put a hand on your shoulder.
"(Y/N)? Are you feering arright? I courd sense your mood and you seemed off today." he looked at you, normal emotionless eyes now clouded with worry. You shook your head and smiled.
"I'm fine. It has just been a strange day." You said, kissing his cheek lightly. For once he didn't back away and turned into a blushing mess. He blushed, but this time, he leaned in and kissed you on the lips hesitantly before he turned away. You blinked in surprise and blushed, turning away as well."Sorry, that was very sudden of me. Prease forgive me if I made you uncomfortabre." He muttered, blushing.
"Um, you didn't make me uncomfortable…" You said with a small smile on your blushing face. He turned back to you with surprise and gave a small, shaky smile as he leaned in again.
"So, is it arright if I try again?" He asked. You nodded and kissed him gently. He hesitantly reached up and cradled your face as he kissed you deeper, pressing his chest against yours. You were surprised at this new, bold Kiku, but you were happy that he was finally accepting you this way. He began to kiss your jaw-
"Oi, what you think you doing, Japan? You're supposed to be making rice balls with me now, you sleazy jerk!" China shouted across the house, fuming into the garden. His eyes widened when he saw that Kiku was on top of you and kissing you deeply before he realized what was happening and jumped back, straightening his uniform and trying to stop the blush on his face. China just shook his head and left. "You young people have no sense of decency," he grumbled, slamming the door on his way out. You both mumbled excuses to not touch each other again out of embarrassment but you couldn't help but smile and feel that all was right in the universe again.
"(Y/N)?" Kiku asked later, pulling you into a surprise kiss and continuing what China had interrupted earlier.
France:Blink at him or touch him and it's a make-out session. Just kidding!(sorta)...
Today was a beautiful summer day and Francis had surprised you by saying you two were going on a picnic after you're work. You were suspicious of this but you agreed to go. Sure enough, the second you got out of work Francis pulled up to the curb with his fancy Bugatti Veyron with the top down, wearing his classic smirk. You rolled your eyes and got in, ignoring the jealous stares of your coworkers. He drove you to a public park and made you hike what seemed like miles until you reached the top of the wooded hill onto a clearing with flowers of all different types and species. The sky was crystal blue with storm clouds off to your right bringing the faint smell of rain.
"Wow, Francis. This is… amazing! How did you find this place?" You asked, smiling and laughing. He smiled broadly, placing the blanket in the center of the field of flowers.
"What did you expect? I only have zhe best pour ma amour~" he said, pulling out a bottle of wine and bread. You smiled and sat down with him, taking the glass he had poured for you and tasting it. You have never been much of a drinker but you knew that this was more of a taste and companionship activity instead of a getting drunk thing. The biggest give away for this was that there was only one bottle. You both laughed and talked, somehow ending up laying on your back in his lap, his hands running through your hair. You closed your eyes in contentment, letting the breeze waft over you.
"Ma amour…" Francis whispered in your ear. You felt him kiss your lips gently upside down. You didn't open you eyes as you accepted the loving kiss. His hands moved to your sides as he quickly tickled you. Your eyes snapped open as you gasped and tried to wiggle out of his grip; laughing your head off. He took the opportunity to switch positions with you and lay against your chest and continue to kiss you. When he finally broke away for air you gasped.
"F-Francis!" You breathed, looking up at his grinning face.
"Hoh? Does my amour not like the french kiss? Should I try here~" he dipped his head and nibbled on your jaw, making you blush like crazy and stutter. "Or here~" He dipped lower to your neck and used both his teeth, lips and tongue moving to find your sweet spot. The second he found it he made sure to leave a love mark on the spot. You were breathing heavily and blushing like crazy, but you were frustrated that you weren't getting a proper kiss.
"Damn it Francis…" you muttered, pulling him up to kiss him deeply. He grinned and kissed you, rubbing circles into your hips. You knew he was a good kisser, but his french kiss left you gasping for breath and dizzy. The way he moved effortlessly from your neck to your lips, sometimes drifting lower...
"Fore!" Came a cry and a few clanking sounds. Francis looked up in time to get his in the center of the forehead with a tiny golf ball. You screamed as he flew back, swirls in his eyes.
"Damn it! I thought I told you not to use your driving iron on the fairway! You don't have to kill the ball every time you take a swing!" A thick accent shouted from the woods.
"Dude! I'm sorry, France!" Alfred shouted as he ran out of the woods dressed in shorts and a white collared T-shirt, followed by a man with bright red hair and an old-fashioned smoking pipe in his mouth, dressed similarly to Alfred but with a green shirt and plaid white pants. "Sorry, but Alfred's learning golf and he doesn't seem to understand that this takes a little bit of patience. Why are you having a picnic on the edge of a golf course?" He asked you while you were trying to get Francis back from la-la land and drooling all over your shirt.
"Sorry, but Alfred's learning golf and he doesn't seem to understand that this takes a little bit of patience. Why are you having a picnic on the edge of a golf course?" He asked you while you were trying to get Francis back from la-la land and drooling all over your shirt.
"Alfred!" You yelled, getting up and chasing him around with his own driver, threatening to bash his head in. When Francis came too he saw you beating Alfred mercilessly with the driver; Alfred apologizing furiously. He looked over at the redheaded man and shook his head.
"I would strangle zhat American, but it seems zhat (Y/N) has it all taken care of." He said, rubbing his sore forehead; red welt forming. The red headed man just shook his head and took a drag of his pipe in his mouth.
"Where do you find these women, France?" He asked, walking over to save the borrowed driver from being made completely useless as it was bashed over a stubborn and dense blond's head.
S. Italy: "Hey-a, Bella? Could you-a pass-a me some tomatoes?" Romano asked you while you sliced the tomato's for Romano's tomato sauce. Ever since he found out about your eating habits he had insisted that he cook for you whenever he came over. Which was pretty much every other day.
"Here." You said, handing him a sliced and peeled tomato. You had your back to him and were so focused on your work you didn't notice him take the tomato out of your hand and trap you against the counter from behind. You jumped a little and looked back as he rested his chin on your shoulder. "Romano-" You started to ask and gasped when he started kissing your exposed shoulder. Blushing you closed your eyes and enjoyed the affection. Every once and a great while he could be charming, and you took those moments and cherished them.
He wrapped his arms around your waist and started rubbing circles in your hips, kissing up and down your neck. When he found your sweet spot he nipped it, grinning as you shivered and moaned in pleasure. He then turned you around to he could kiss you properly. You accepted him and wrapped your arms around his neck, standing on your toes to kiss him. He ran his tongue along your bottom lip, but you just teased him and gave him a small Eskimo kiss, denying him access. He growled.
"You-a want-a play like-a that? I'll-a play along~" He whispered, lifting you by your hips so that you sat on the counter before he attacked your throat again. You were breathing heavily and moaning when a loud crash causes Romano to jump back and look around frantically while you slid off the counter.
"Mein Gott! Romano! Take care of jour brother for me! I have to go clean up his mess again…" A loud german voice shouted through your house, making you wonder how he found you. Feli sprinted into the kitchen and buried his face in your chest, much to your embarrassment.
"(Y/N)! Please-a, save me from Germany! He-a doesn't-a understand-"
"Get-a off her, you damn bastard! That's-a my girlfriend!" Romano shouted angrily, ripping Feli out of you arms and leaving you in a daze as he scolded his little brother. You sighed and went back to cooking, disappointed you two were interrupted.
"(Y/N), why-a do you have-a bruise on your-a neck?" Feli asked innocently. You backhanded Romano for giving you a hickey and stomped upstairs to get a scarf. You could hear Feli desperately trying to figure out what he did wrong.
Spain: "Antonio! It's two in the afternoon and I have been calling you for hours! It's time to wake up!" You yelled as you stormed over to the sleeping spaniard and shook his shoulder roughly.
"Uh, five more minutes, chica~ I'm having a good dream…" he mumbled, rolling over to face you while cuddling a pillow. It was the cutest thing you had ever seen with his hair all messy, a bit of drool coming out of the corner of his mouth and a very happy smile on his face. He looked like a five-year-old in a man's body; you had no idea how he pulled that look off but you weren't complaining. You shook your head and shook his shoulder again.
"Antonio, I'm not trying to be mean but I will if you don't get up." you said sternly, trying everything to get him to wake up; poking, pleading, trying to make deals, even using a water bucket; that one backfired.
Antonio's eyes snapped open and yelled as the ice cold water washed over him. He ripped off his shirt and jumped out of bed.
"¡Por Dois! That is freaking frio, chica!" He yelled, goosebumps forming all over his arms and now bare chest. You realized you were staring at him half naked and blushed, turning away from the god-like figure. Antonio seemed to notice the situation and grinned. He crept up behind you and grabbed your waist, lifting you in the air. You screaming in surprise and cursed him in multiple languages as he laughed and fell back on the bed, not letting you go.
"I suppose you deserve a little payback for waking me up from that dream. Now I can start it all over~" he whispered seductively in your ear. You blushed like crazy and tried to crawl out of his grip but he was too strong. He laughed and began placing teasing kisses on your shoulder and neck, eventually flipping around so you were under him and facing him. He kissed you deeply as he hovered over you, not letting any other part of him touch you except his lips. Soon you were gasping for air as he kissed along your jaw, letting his fingers tickle your sides.
"T-Toni!" You gasped, trying to contain your giggles and recover your breath. He grinned and kissed you again before looking for your sweet spot. You groaned when he found it and became like puddy in his hands. He started lifting up your shirt and draw his hand up to your bra-
"Oi! You awake now, you lazy ass-a tomato-bastard!" A certain Italian voice shouted through the window as a tomato hit Antonio square on the side of the head. Toni stopped kissing you and looked up, more surprised than annoyed. He turned back to you and smiled.
"Hang on, chica. I just need to talk to Romano for a second. Wait for me, por favor?" he asked as he got off you and walked to the window. You watched him take a deep breath then curse Romano out in both spanish and Italian for interrupting him while he was with you. When he was done, he looked out the window for a few more seconds and turned back to you, smiling his charming smile. He went over to the bathroom and grabbed a towel to wipe off his face.
"Now, chica. Where were we?" He asked politely, bright green eyes glowing with amusement and lust. You had to explain to your best friend why you had so many hickeys on your neck the next day and spent a week wearing a scarf. Not that you were all that upset.
Prussia:You were watching a movie after a nice dinner and cuddling on the couch at Gilbert's house. Gilbert had passed out on the couch while you watched a romantic comedy. You looked up to see Gilbird sitting on top of Gilbert's head and a little drool slipping out of the corner of his mouth.
"My relationship is a freaking romantic comedy." You grumbled, getting up to turn off the movie. You felt arms wrap around your waist and pull you back down, making you cry out in surprise.
"You vant romance and comedy? I'll give you both~' He muttered in your ear, biting the shell of your ear gently. You blushed as he flipped you around and started nibbling on your bottom lips, asking for entrance. You were so flustered you let him in, feeling his way around your mouth. His hands drifted up your sides and trailed at the base of-
"Gilbert? Oi, Gilbert? I need to ask jou a question…" You looked up to see Ludwig, whose eyes were wide and face slowly turning a deep shade of red. Gilbert looked up at his brother, scowling with annoyance.
"Bruder, can't jou see I'm a little preoccupied at zhe moment?" He snapped, covering you with the blanket. Ludwig nodded and bolted out the door, making a mental note to knock at least a dozen times before he entered the house again. Once Ludwig left, Gilbert looked down at you with a mischievous glint in his red eyes.
"Vell now. Shall ve add a little more romance or skip to my comedy?' He said, taking your lips once again with a heart-stopping round of kisses.
Greece:"Heracles… Heracles… wake up." You whispered to your napping boyfriend. He shifted a little and blinked, looking up at you.
"Why should I do that?" he asked in his whispery voice. You sighed pointed to his blankets.
"Because you're about to be suffocated by cat's. "You said, referring to the almost meter height tower of cat's on your boyfriends chest. He blinked slowly and tilted his head back and peeking through one eye.
"Death by cats is not a bad way to go…" He said, falling back to sleep. You just sighed and shook your head, chasing and shoving the cat's off of him. You loved cats but at the same time, you didn't want them to crush your boyfriend. When you shooed the last cat away you turned to leave, only to find a strong pair of arms wrap around your waist and pulled you onto the bed. You yelped in surprise as your back connected with Hercules strong chest and arms pinned you to him. You blushed at his unusually bold actions before he lean in and whispered in your ear.
"I told you death by cats is not a bad way to go. Now I'm cold and need someone to warm me up~" he whispered, nibbling the back of your neck gently. You were a blushing mess as he kissed the back of your neck to your shoulder and up to your jaw. When he couldn't reach his desired destination, he rolled on top of you and kissed your lips gently. Very slowly he teased your lips and slipped his tongue inside, lazily claiming it as his own. You were breathing heavily and tangled your hand in his hair, enjoying the make-out session that he had instigated.
"Greece? Greece? I wourd like to ask you about one of your cats-" Kiku entered the room when he assumed he would find Hercules alone. He blushed when he saw Hercules on top of you with both of you blushing bright red. Kiku blinked and walked out, likely walking home and covering himself with mounds of blankets with the lights off to try and banish the image he saw.
Author's Note: Ok, I know I kinda bombed a few of them, but all I can say is I tried! I'm not good with the whole kissy romance thing but I figured it was a good thing to have a funny; light-hearted thing in before anything more serious comes up (Spoilers, spoilers everywhere). But anyway, if anyone thinks I botched this please tell me so I can fix it. Nothing drives me more nuts when a fan fiction's characters are OOC. Other than that, thank you for all the reviews and support. Read on into infinity and beyond! 8)
PS Ignore the quirky sense of humor ;)