Perfect Wife Chapter 11

Rating: M

Genre: Romance/Angst/Humor

Characters: Estonia/America, Russia/America, Sweden/America

Warning: BoyxBoy, Suggestive scenes, blowjob, Non-Con, Lemon, Swearing, Mpreg, Random things

Both human and nations names are used.

NOTE: /If it's like this, it's a thought/

This is a Fic that Kats With Shamrocks and me made together. Enjoy~

lots of drama in this chapter. Also some lemon.

Sweden smiled to himself as Alfred sat next to him. Chatting away about everything and anything. With one of the Swedish man's shirts and a pair of boxers on. Berwald was happy to see the blond so joyful. The two after Alfred's bath and dinner. Currently both blonds were sitting on the couch in the dim hours of twilight simply talking. Having put Dimitri to bed an hour ago.

"I miss Eduard... You think I can call him again?" Alfred asked, fiddling with his slightly longer hair through his boney fingers. Alfred missed his husband so much, and was sad that he did not answer him earlier.

"Of course." Berwald said, he didn't mind Alfred calling Eduard. Believing no matter what he still would atill win Alfred's heart.

Alfred happily dialed the numbers, which he use to repeat to himself while he was in isolation so he would not forget them.

Ivan walked back into his home. "How dare those vermin! Stealing my sunflower from me!" Ivan yelled to himself. He stalked down the empty hallway. About to do something drastic until he heard the ring of a phone but, it wasn't his. He looked around until he found a small cellphone. He picked it up and pressed the answer button but, keep quiet. A twisted grin spread itself ontp his face at the voice on the other end.

"Eduard? Hello?...Eduard are you there?" Alfred's sweet voice called, knowing someone answered the phone.

"I'm here darling~" Ivan said, laughing to himself when Alfred quickly hung up. "Well atleast I know where he is." Ivan muttered to himself. Slipping the phone in his pocket incase his beloved called back or the nations that took him did.

Sweden heard Alfred slam his phone on the ground and started stepped on it, making it shatter in thousands of pieces. Alfred started crying, thinking he forgot Eduard's number and only remembered Ivan's. "DAMN COMMIE!" Alfred screamed loudly.

Berwald came up behind the blond and hugged him to his chest. "What's wrong?" He asked, holding Alfred tightly to him as he brushed some of the blond's tears from his eyes.

"I can't even remember my husband's own number!" Alfred cried loudly into Berwald's chest, feeling even like a worse wife than he was.

Berwald didn't say anything else. Content to just hold Alfred to him as he cried. After a few minutes the American finally calmed down. "I have some ice-cream do you want some?" Berwald asked, smiling when Alfred nodded weakly before going to sit back down on the couch sniffling softly as he waited for the Swede to bring him the desert.

Alfred sat down and buried his head in the couch pillow, sniffling as he wished he knew where his husband was.

Finland kicked open the door, using Denmark's spare axe to burst the door open. "Freeze Rapist!" Finland yelled, scaring Alfred.

Berwald walked calmly out of the kitchen and handed Alfred the ice cream. "Finland their is no rapist here and don't yell. You'll wake up Alfred's child." Sweden said, making Tino glare at him.

Tino glared at Berwald, mad that the Sweden solo saved America. Finland ran over America and hugged him tightly, glad to see he is alive. "Oh America! get your baby! we can go get Estonia, he is in the hospital" Tino said to Alfred sweetly.

"What!" Alfred yelled loudly.

"Alfred you can leave Dimitri here. Go on and see Eduard. I bet you will want some time to be alone with him." Berwald said getting a nod from Alfred before the blond grabbed his coat and boots he had worn when he escaped with Sweden. He ran out into the winter air of Sweden's home and yelled for Finland to take him to Eduard. Sweden simply stood there and smiled at Finland. "Well? He's waiting for you to take him to Eduard." Berwald said, making Finland glare at him more.

"Give me the child, I don't trust you" Finland said, glaring at Sweden. "I know you have been working with Russia, and I will not let Russia have a heir" Finland barked angered.

"Don't trust me! Working with Russia! Oh no I think you have it backwards Tino. If anyone can't be trusted it's you." Berwlad spat, glaring at his ex lover.

"Me? You're insane! We have been camping in Siberia to try and rescue America!"Finland yelled, his cute face becoming red with anger.

"I'm not insane. I was doing what I thought was right and I didn't believe you would be able to rescue Alfred or at the very least without anyone getting hurt. An look I was right." Berwald said, his fists were clenched by his sides.

"Just give me the baby so we can leave you to be alone, since that's all you're good at" Finland spat venomously.

"No, I will not give Alfred's child to someone like you." Sweden spat back.

"Then grab him and come on, Estonia is in Norway right now" Finland said, leaving and heading to the car. Alfred was chatting away with Mathias, who was hugging the boy happily.

Sweden just glared at the small blonds retreating back. He sighed and went to his room and picked Dimitri up. Making sure not to wake the sleeping babe as he wrapped him in blankets and head out to the car. Glaring at Mathias for clinging to Alfred.

"Oh god dude! I'm so glad you're okay!" Alfred said, Mathias had just finished his story about them saving him. Finland smiled and started the car, heading towards the airport so that they can go to Estonia. Alfred cradled his child the whole time, glad to have his new son.

Berwald smiled as Alfred talked to his baby and held him close.

Alfred fell asleep in the car and Finland helped him check into the Airport, luckily Finland and Denmark had their government on them. The boarded the plane and the four nations were on their way to Norway, which was not a long flight. At one point Dimitri started crying, and Alfred had to nurse on the plane; giving Sweden another good view of his body.

After a few hours on the plane their plane finally landed and took a car to Norway's house. Berwald helped Alfred and Dimitri out of the car.

Alfred and the others went to the local hospital, where Finland told them that Norway, Iceland, and Oliver waited. Finland was almost knocked to the ground as Alfred ran and scooped Oliver in his arms. America almost did not recognize his oldest son.

"Oliver! My sweet baby! " Alfred screamed hugging the Estonian-American. Dimitri whimpered as his body and Oliver's were pulled into their first hug with each other in Alfred's motherly arms.

Eduard opened his eyes before shutting them quickly because of the bright light. After a few minutes he opened them again. His head throbbed painfully. He thought back to what happened and remembered that they were trying to rescue Alfred but, got into a fight with Russia and he got hit in his head and blacked out. The Estonian sucked in his breath. He looked around the room wondering if they were able to rescue his wife. Just as he was about to close his eyes again the door opened.

Alfred sprung into the room, leaving Dimitri and Oliver in Norway's arms, and he ran to hug Eduard. He took an arm full of his husband and held him tightly.

"Eduard! You're alive!" Alfred cried happily, burring his face into Eduard's long missed chest.

"I missed you too. How are you?" Eduard said, running his fingers through Alfred's hair. /I had forgotten how soft his hair was/ He thought, smiling at his wife.

"I-I'm fantastic!" Alfred said kissing Eduard's cheek and hugging him even tighter. "How are you? Denmark told me you got in a bad fight!"

"Yeas but, it's nothing you should worry about. Did you get to see Oliver yet?" Eduard asked, blushing at the kiss. Having been deprived of it for so long.

"Yes... he's gotten so big! and he looks just like you" Alfred said, kissing his husband's lips. "Eduard... I want you to meet someone" Alfred said softly, in a dangerously quiet voice. Just then Finland and Denmark walked inside, Denmark holing Oliver and Finland holding a baby Eduard has never seen- Almost looked like a certain ex-communist/

Then it hit Eduard who the baby was. He licked his lips. "So this is the baby you had with Russia?" He asked, noticing Alfred flinch at the question.

"Eduard, I swear it was forced!...but yes... his name is Dimitri" Alfred said, looking at his husband with a very sad look. Oliver giggled at the other child, who was wiggling madly in Finland's arms.

Eduard sighed, knowing already that Alfred was forced to have Russia's child but, he didn't say anything. He layed in his bed as he watched Alfred walk over to Finland and take Dimitri from him. Almost instantly the tiny babe calmed down. Then Alfred took Oliver and asked Finland and Denmark if they could be alone. The blond then brought them back to Eduard's side.

Alfred placed Oliver on Eduard's hospital bed and he sat down next to his husband on the bed, not caring if they were so close and there was no room. Dimitri made a bubbling noise, which made Oliver start giggling happily at the weird sound. Alfred placed his head on Eduard's shoulder, snuggling closing to his husband.

"He isn't like Russia" Alfred said, cutting the awkward silence.

"I-I know that." Eduard said, hating that Alfred knew what he was thinking about the baby.

Oliver laughed more like small bells. He seemed to take a immediate liking to his younger brother but, stilled like his mother more. He reached his pudgy little hands out to his mother and Alfred laughed and snuggled with the little toddler making him laugh in joy. Although Oliver looked liked his father he was more like his mother.

Alfred kissed his oldest son and placed Dimitri on Eduard, hugging Oliver tightly and making little noises for his son to laugh at. Dimitri just looked at Eduard, taking in the larger man image as no threat to himself or his mother.

Eduard for some reason felt like the infant was judging him. He didn't know why but, that's what it felt like to the Estonian. Eduard held the baby as Alfred played with Oliver, similing at how happy both his wife and son looked.

Alfred turned over to Eduard and kissed his cheek softly, glad to have his husband close by after all that waiting. "As soon as you heal up, we are going home and inviting my family, your family, and the Nordic all over for dinner!" Alfred said happily, smiling so sweetly.

"I'd like that." Eduard said, smiling at his wife and kissed him on the lips. Enjoying the slight blush on Alfred's cheeks. He decided to do it again but, was cut off by Dimitri squirming madly in his arms.

Alfred picked up the Russian-American baby, who ended up kicking Olive in the face because he was thrashing so much. "Dimi, what's wrong?" Alfred asked, though he knew his child could not reply with words. Alfred looked over at Oliver, who was starting to cry from the impact in his cheek. "Oh god! Oliver!" Alfred said, wrapping one arm around Oliver.

Eduard took Oliver into his arms. "I'll take care of Oliver. You focuse on calming him down." He said, holding Oliver to him as he gestured to Dimitri. Now Eduard didn't have anything against children or babies but, one thing was for sure he did not like Dimitri. He didn't know if it was because he was just Russia's child or if it was something else. He just knew he wouldn't get along with the Russian-American child.

"Dimi calm down for mommy, you hurt your brother" Alfred softly cooed to the baby, who seemed to calm down in Alfred's arms. Alfred leaned over and kissed Oliver's small red mark and wiping away his son's tears. "My poor little baby" Alfred said softly to Oliver.

"They will get along soon, Dimi is just a few days old" Alfred explained to Oliver and Eduard.

"Of course" Eduard muttered, holding Oliver to him but, not believing that Dimitri would truely get along with them.

Oliver on the other hand instantly brightened up. He cooed to Dimitri and reached out to him. His blue eyes sparkling with love for his little brother. He kissed Dimitri's plae cheek. Giggling to himself.

When they were done, Alfred walked in and saw them. His eyes widened as he picked up one and stuffed it into his mouth, swallowing. "Ah! These are so good!"
Alfred smiled and watched his two sons become acquainted, even though it was just Oliver babbling nothing and Dimitri making cute whines. "When can you leave? I don't know about you, but I'm ready to go home and relax" Alfred said, laying back on the bed and kissing Eduard's cheek.

"I don't know. Norway or Finland should know though." Eduard said, also wanting to just go home and relax with Alfred.

Alfred sat up and placed Dimitri on Eduard's chest, throwing his legs over the side of the bed and smiling sweetly at his husband. "I'll go ask, Be right back sweethearts!" Alfred said happily, leaving Eduard with the two babies.

Oliver giggled, laughing at what ever babies laugh at. While Eduard looked at the quiet Dimitri. The days old infant had a frown on his face. He was upset his mother had gone somewhere and left him with the strange man.

Alfred found Finland and started talking, finding out they could check out as soon as possible. The American walked back in to see Eduard on the ground, Oliver laughing, and Dimitri sitting on the bed unattended. Finland started laughing at the scene, while Alfred was looking embarrassed.

"Finland said we can leave whenever you feel better" Alfred said, walking over to Dimitri and picking up the infant.

"A-Alright" Eduard wheezed out, getting off the floor. Grabbed some of his clothes from the stand next to his bed and got dressed in the small bathroom attached to the room. When he was done he picked up Oliver.

"Let me check you out" Alfred said softly, cradling Dimitri in his motherly arms. Alfred was to busy to notice the awkward glare that the nation baby was giving Eduard, and Eduard swore the face was the same as Russia's 'Kolkolkol' face.

/Yup, I will not get along with this kid./ Eduard thought, trying to ignore the glare as he held Oliver to him. "Can we go now?" He asked, just wanting to get home and hoping to put Dimitri in the nursery so he wouldn't have to see him.

Alfred handed Dimitri over to Finland and walked to find a doctor. Eduard heard Alfred talking to the Norwegian doctor, who happily let the nation leave to go home. Alfred skipped back and smiled at his husband, giving him the thumbs up and taking Dimitri back into his arms.

"Ready to go home?" he asked, smiling sweetly as his missed husband.

"More than ready." Eduard said, happy that he finally had his wife back after so long. He couldn't wait to get home. As he thought about going home with Alfred. His thoughts turned to the perverted side but, when he looked up he saw the same aura coming from Dimitri that made him fall off the bed earlier and it was directed at him. Although Alfred and Finland didn't notice.

Finland took the family to the airport, trying to avoid Sweden- but it was not his luck. Finland saw the cursed Swed and was handed Dimitri, and he tried to stop Alfred but failed as the America ran and hugged the tallest Nordic. "Thank you Sweden!" Alfred screamed loudly and hugged the man tighter, thankful the man saved him and Dimitri.

Eduard was surprised and angry that Alfred was hugging Berwald. Not only that but, Dimitri gurgled happily and reached out for the tall Nordic.

"There is no need to thank me. I was happy to rescue you and Dimitri." Berwald said, hugging Alfred back before walking over to where Eduard and Finalnd with Alfred and taking Dimitri from Finalnd. The baby cooed happily as he was held by the Swedish man. Dimitri had come to like the tall man. He was not as warm as his mother but, he was nice.

Alfred grabbed Sweden's hand and pulled him over to Eduard, a bright a smile never leaving his happy face. Alfred felt as if everything had been worth it, glad to just have his beloved Eduard in his arms and have everything good again. "Eduard, Berwald saved Dimi and me, so be nice and say thank you" Alfred said happily, grabbing Estonia's hand and bring it over to Berwald so that both were touching.

Noth men bristled as their hands touched but, Eduard knowing Alfred wouldn't stop bugging him unless he thanked the Swede. "Thank you Sweden for saving MY wife." Eduard said, making clear to Sweden that Alfred was still his. Berwald only smiled and took his hand away. He then gave Dimitri a kiss on his forehead before giving him back to Alfred. "Be good to your mother." He said to the babe. "And you take care of yourself." Berwald said to Alfred, completely ignoring Eduard and Tino.

Finland laughed and escorted Alfred from his car to the airport, leaving Berwald, Eduard, and Oliver outside. Dimitri held onto his mother and looked over Alfred's shoulder and glared at Eduard, which made Sweden smirk.

"It seems Alfred's child does not like you. Funny, he seems to like me just fine." Berwald mocked, happy that he had a connection to Alfred that Eduard didn't.

Alfred and Tino turned to see the two men just standing there, both knew it was not good. Tino placed his hand on Alfred's shoulder and sighed. "Hold on" he said quietly to the American holding the baby, before he turned to the two men again.

"You two better hurry up!" Tino yelled, mainly cause he wanted Sweden to leave and Eduard and Alfred to get home. Dimitri giggled as Eduard jumped from Tino's loud voice.

Eduard gave one last glare at Sweden as he walked back to Alfred and Tino. Berwald not far behind.

Tino smirked as he used his I.D to get the family their tickets to a straight flight to Washington D.C, not allowing Sweden behind the lines to say good bye to the family. Alfred happily went on the plane with Eduard and Oliver, holding Dimitri in his arms and all four boarded the plane.

Eduard sat next to Alfred. Oliver in his arms as the toddler bounced on his lap.

Alfred entertained both of his sons, knowing poor Eduard was still weak from his fight with Russia and the medicine from the hospital. Dimitri and Oliver ended up falling asleep in Alfred's lap, and Alfred ended up falling asleep with his head on Eduard's shoulder.

Eduard smiled to himself. Enjoying Alfred's warmth, he could feel his eyes close and he quickly fell asleep. After a few hours the family finally landed.

Alfred woke up from the jolting of the plane, which made both boys wake up also. Alfred turned to Eduard and smiled stupidly. "I may have invented flight, by I still hate landing" Alfred joked, kissing Eduard on the lips softly.

"Can you hold Dimi?" Alfred asked, handing Eduard Russia's son.

"I don't thi-" Eduard said, not wanting to hold the Russian-American child but, Alfred put the baby in his arms anyway.

Alfred stood up with Oliver and slipped out of the isle, leaving Eduard to carry Dimitri while Alfred snuggled up with sweetly little Oliver. "My sweet hero" Alfred said softly as he exited the plane.

Dimitri couldn't understand what his mother saw in the Estonian. He liked the tall man better. Eduard held the glaring baby. Wishing to get home quickly so he wouldn't have to hold it anymore.

The two walked out and headed home, both forgetting about work and their bosses. When they got home the first thing Alfred did was throw himself on his couch, getting a mouth full of dust. Alfred jumped up and grabbed him phone, dialing his beloved brother Canada. Alfred held Oliver in his arms as he held the phone against his ear.

Eduard quickly set Dimitri beside Alfred on the couch. Getting a weird look from Alfred but, the American shrugged it off and brought Dimitri into his arms.

Matthew groaned as he rolled out of bed. He picked up his cellphone. "Hello?" He asked groggily. Wondering who was calling him.

"Hey Mattie! " Alfred yelled happily

"Alfred! How are you?" Matthew asked, happy that he could he got a call from Alfred.

"I'm great! hey bro! do me a favor and tell Arthur and Francis we are having a party!" Alfred said happily, tickling Oliver's tummy as he talked to his brother.

"Okay" Matthew said.

Alfred smiled and hung up, glad to just to have talked to his big brother. Alfred looked over at Eduard and smiled sweetly, feeling happiness all over him. "Come sit down, sweetheart" Alfred said, picking Oliver up to make a spot for Eduard to sit down.

Eduard smiled back and sat down next to Eduard. Alfred put Oliver in his lap when Dimitri started to whine for his mother's attention.

Alfred smiled and took Dimitri in his arms,slightly giving his son an annoyed look. "It's good to be home...but..." Alfred started before he looked down in embarrassment.

"But what?" Eduard asked, wondering what Alfred meant.

"It just...feels weird..." Alfred said, still avoiding eye contact with his husband. Dimitri made a whining noise, which Alfred ignored because he was to zone out to notice.

"Alfred? Are you alright?" Eduard asked, setting Oliver next to him as he took Alfred's shoulders in his hands making Alfred face him. "What's wrong?" He asked, worried about his wife.

"I-I...Yeah I-I'm fine!" Alfred said, leaning over and kissing Oliver of the fore head before he stood up with Dimitri in his arms. "I'm going to put him to sleep, little fella is probably sleepy" Alfred said, carrying Dimitri to the room that they designed for baby Oliver.

"Are you sure?" Eduard asked worry in his voice. He recieved no answer from Alfred which made him even more worried about his wife. He blamed Russia for the way Alfred was acting.

Alfred tucked his youngest in his bed, kissing him softly and leaving Dimitri alone to rest. He began to walk around his house, not knowing what he should do now. He stopped at his office door and opened it, deciding he would call his boss. He just looked at his computers and opened his e-mail, deciding he did not want to hear his boss's ranting.

Eduard held Oliver to him. He really wondered what was wrong with Alfred. He was so lively just a few minutes ago.

Alfred walked back in and sat down on the couch, still avoiding eye contact. "We need to go out and get things for Oliver's new room" Alfred said, relaxing against the comfortable cushions. Alfred let out a sigh and running his fingers through his hair with frustration and annoyance.

"Oliver's new room? Your kicking our child out of his room so you can put Russia's in there?" Eduard accused, feeling like Alfred was choosing Ivan's child over his.

"No, Oliver is to old for a crib... and he is my child too, his biological-father is just Russia..." Alfred spat, feeling offended. "You're not going to resent Dimi because he is part Russian...are you?" Alfred asked, looking over at Eduard with a slight glare.

Eduard didn't answer Alfred. He couldn't honestly say he didn't resent Dimitri.

"Well?" Alfred asked, raising his voice.

"Here take Oliver. I'm sure he misses his mother. After all he is your First son and you haven't seen him almost a year." Eduard said, setting the half asleep toddler into Alfred lap. Before getting up and walking to the bathroom. He took a hot shower. Trying to get away from starting a fight with Alfred.

Alfred cradled Oliver and hugged him tightly, feeling like a horrible mother. He decided he would take Oliver out without Eduard. He went to his car and placed Oliver in the car seat, which he bounced happily in. "We can go out, you're daddy is being mean to your brother" Alfred said, kissing Oliver's head before he got in the car and started the engine.

Eduard continued his shower. Not knowing that Alfred had left with Oliver to get some new furniture for his room and leaft him alone with Dimitri.

Alfred drove off and headed to the store, happily being girly while he chose some things for Oliver. He was happy he snagged Eduard's wallet before he left and he purchased somethings for Oliver and matching outfits for Dimitri and Oliver to wear, which seemed cute at the time. "What do you think Oliver? Blue or red?" Alfred asked, showing the two outfits to the toddler.

Oliver giggled and reached out for the baby blue outfit. Making his mother laugh. That was how their shopping trip went. Alfred would pick out things and ask Oliver which one he liked and the little toddler would laugh and grab at what ever he liked. Enjoying his time with his mama.

Alfred and Oliver hand an amazing time and it sadly ended to fast, but they ended up getting what they needed. Alfred got Oliver a new bed, paint for his room, new clothes, and few toys. Alfred ended up going to the store and getting food for Dimitri and Oliver, and a few things for Eduard and him. Oddly enough Alfred ended up buying Vodka and Ice cream, which he discovered from Russia, was a good they got home Alfred noticed how late it was, the sun had set and it was starting to grow chilly.

"Shhh, let's no wake up your daddy" Alfred said, holding Oliver and trying to sneak inside.

"Where have you been?" Eduard asked, annoyed that Alfred had left with Oliver without telling him an leaving him to take care of Russia's spawn.

Alfred jumped, with Oliver in his arms, and turned to see Eduard. "We went to the store, got a few things, and had fun. Did Dimi sleep the whole time while we were gone?" Alfred said, placing the grocery bag down. Eduard heard the sound of a glass bottle being set down on the counter.

"He was fine. What was that?" Eduard asked, wondering what exactly Alfred bought.

"Food, there's more in the car. We should go ahead and set up Oliver's bed tonight" Alfred said, forgetting it was baby food and that he left the strong liquor in the car. "I'm going to change Oliver, can you get the food out?" Alfred asked before waltzing away with Oliver.

Eduard nodded. He headed to the car and grabbed the bags. When he got back in side he could hear Alfred and Oliver laughing from one of the rooms. Eduard put the bags down and heard the clink of glass. He opened the bags and was shocked at the contents. There was several bottles of vodka and some ice cream inside them. He walked around with one of the bottles in hand as he finally located them in Alfred and his bedroom. Alfred was lying on his side in the bed with Dimitri and Oliver next to him. "What the hell is this?" He asked anger in his voice, he held up the bottle of Vodka.

Alfred turned over and looked at Eduard with a big smile on his face, which died when he heard the foul language and saw the bottle of Russian Water. "Vodka, why?" Alfred asked, showing he was not happy with Eduard's language.

Alfred turned over and looked at Eduard with a big smile on his face, which died when he heard the foul language and saw the bottle of Russian Water. "Vodka, why?" Alfred asked, showing he was not happy with Eduard's language.

"Yes, why? Why do you have this?" Eduard said, his voice rising and startling Oliver and Dimitri.

"W-well...I've kinda acquired a taste for it" Alfred said, placing his arms around his children and pulling them closer.

"Acquired a taste for it? You mean you actually acquired a taste for Fucking Russia's water!" Eduard shouted, making Alfred give him a dark look. "Bad word" Oliver said, hugging his mother.
"Eduard! don't curse in front of our kids!" Alfred jumped at his husband and covering one each of his sons' ears.

"That one's not even mine!" The Estonian yelled, pointing at Dimitri.

Alfred's eyes shot open and he stood up, glaring dangerously at Eduard. "So what! He might be made out of Russia's sperm and my womb, but as long as you are my husband you need to help me raise this child as HIS father!" Alfred sad, tears forming in his eyes.

"I don't want anything to do with that demon spawn! Why do you even love him? Russia forcedy ou to have him! Or is it that you love that Russian bastard!" Eduard shouted, thinking that was the reason why Alfred was acting this way.

Alfred started to cry, not believing Eduard just said that about Dimitri. Alfred recoiled his hand and lunged it out, slapping Eduard and leaving a bright red mark "I don't love Russia! But I do love Dimitri! and I'm starting to re-think loving you!" Alfred yelled, balling his usually soft hands into tight fist. "If you want nothing to do with Dimitri, then you want nothing to do with me." Alfred said, looking down at the Estonian.

Eduard reeled back from the slap. Stunned by it for a moment. The bottle of Vodka slipped from his hand and crashed to the ground with a loud shatter. "Alfred don't say that. I love you. I just want you to love me too but, I can't think you do when you you show even the slightest feelings towards other men. Like Sweden, you act like he's your husband instead of me! I'm your husband! You shouldn't be touching other men and having their children!" Eduard spat, angry at Alfred and himself. As he let his jealousy take over and say what was on his mind.

Alfred's eyes let loose a flood of tears feeling hurt by his husband's cruel words. "It's not like I wanted to be raped! " Alfred yelled, glaring madly as the tears stung his eyes.
"I know that but, you've changed. Which make me think the things I do. You used to hate Russia but, now your over here adoring his child and drinking his favorite liquor. The Estonian said, feeling bad for making Alfred cry but his anger and jealousy overriding his other feelings.

"Dimitri is my child, Russia was just his father! And maybe vodka is good just to make everything go away..." Alfred said softly. "Maybe I should go stay with Matthew or Arthur, before I do something I will regret" Alfred stated, keeping eye contact from Eduard.

"Your going to stay with Matthew or Arthur! Those bastards didn't even try to help when we found out you were kidnapped! They didn't care about what Russia was doing to you!" Eduard yelled, pissed that Alfred was going to go stay with his perverted brothers who did nothing to help rescue Alfred.

"Well then maybe I'll take Oliver and Dimitri and we three will stay with Sweden!" Alfred spat venomously, not caring if he was crushing Eduard.

Eduard stood still. As much as he hated Sweden he couldn't say anything bad about the man that would upset Alfred and make him stay with him. "Alfred, don't go to that man's arms."

"I'm not, I'm just getting out of yours!" Alfred said, sending an arrow through Eduard's heart.

"Alfred!" Eduard shouted, watching Alfred pick up Dimitri and Oliver and walk past him. He ran after the blond. "Alfred don't do this. I love you."

"I love you too, but if you're going to act like this and hate Dimitri and me then I think we should leave till you calm down" Alfred said, carrying the two boys to the car and buckling them in.

Eduard stood in the doorway. Watching Alfred drive away. He felt terrible for saying all those things to Alfred yet he knew he would have said them eventually but, it didn't make it any better. He sat on the coach his head in his hands. Wishing he could go back and change what he said.

Once they were far away from the house Alfred started balling like one of his children. Alfred hurried and grabbed his phone, which he hid in his car when he went out with Oliver. He pressed his speed dial, calling Sweden.

"Hello?" Berwald asked, wondering who was calling him.

"B-Berwald... I-I n-need to come over. I have the boys with me...is that okay?" Alfred asked softly through his sobs.

"Yes of course." Berwald said, noticing Alfred's sobs and wondering why he was crying and who had made him cry but, decided he would wait until Alfred was in his home.

"W-We'll be there soon" Alfred said before hanging up. He pulled up to the airport and used Eduard's I.D to get his tickets as soon as possible, and on the fastest jet he could get on. A few women awed at Alfred as he handed his two children, which was very adorable. They boarded the jet and were on their way to Sweden, which was a long flight. The two babies slept most of the trip and Alfred was up thinking about how mean Eduard was being and how insensitive Estonia was.

Sweden hurried about his house cleaning up any messes before he started dinner, Swedish meatballs becuase he knew Alfred liked them.

The jet landed and Alfred carried his sons to the cab, which took them to Sweden's house. Alfred was almost to exhausted to even knock on the door, but he managed to knock. Oliver was squealing happily and kicking his small legs back and forth, and Dimitri was making bubbling noises and babbling for Alfred's full attention.

Berwald ran to the door as soon as he heard the soft knock. He opened it up and saw an exhausted looking American. He took the babies from the blond. "Why don't we get you something to eat and then some rest."

"T-that would be nice, I need a drink..." Alfred mumbled, walking into Sweden's home and throwing himself onto Sweden's couch. "We should feed them before we talk" Alfred mumbled before the took Dimitri from Sweden to breast feed his baby.

"Drinks might be bad for your babies. I have some Swedish Meatball if you want some. I just cooked them." Berwald said, waiting for Alfred to sit up before he handed Oliver and Dimitri to him. He waited for Alfred to finish feeding his children patiently before he went into the kitchen and brought some of the Swedish meatballs to Alfred.

Alfred was able to get Dimitri to sleep easily, but Oliver was to wired to go to bed. Oliver was walking crawling around, following Sweden like he did when Sweden and him were staying at Norway's house.

Sweden smiled as the small toddler followed him around. He had yet to ask Alfred what was bothering him but he did not want to ruin the mood. Enjoying the pleasant atmosphere and pretending this would be what it would be like if Alfred and him were married and had children.

Once Alfred got the meatballs he began to eat them like there was no tomorrow, feeling very hungry and depressed. He did not notice Oliver bothering Sweden,but it was more like Oliver mimicking Sweden. Dimitri was cuddled up in a ball on the couch and Alfred picked up his youngest son and took him to Sweden's guest room, making a crib of blankets so that Dimitri wouldn't roll around while he slept. He walked back to where Sweden and Oliver were, seeing a rather adorable and shocking scene in front of him.

Alfred walked into the back into the room to see Berwald sprawled half asleep on the couch with Oliver curled up ontop of the Large Nordics chest.

Alfred pulled out his phone and took a picture of the adorable scene, which he found to be unbelievably cute. Alfred forgot to turn off the sound and as soon as the picture was taken a loud sound came from Alfred's phone, which startled Sweden awake. "Sorry" Alfred whispered softly.

Berwald looked around and saw Alfred standing about a foot away. He sat up slowly making sure to hold onto Oliver so he would wake the sleeping toddler. "What was that noise?" He asked, wondering what woke him.

"My phone, I was taking a small picture" Alfred said, taking Oliver from Sweden to put his to sleep next to Dimitri. "You two looked so cute" Alfred explained from down the hall as he placed Oliver in a blanket crib as well. He threw a blanket over Oliver's body and kissed his sons before leaving, keeping the door open in case they started crying. He walked over to Sweden and smiled sweetly. "sorry"

"It's alright." Berwald said, still groggy from his short nap. He looked over to see Alfred sit on the couch. Both were silent until the Swede decided to break it. "Alfred I love that you came over but, why? You were crying over the phone. Did something happen?" He asked, wanting to know what he could do to help the blond.

"N-nothing happened...I-I just wanted to visit" Alfred lied, not wanting to talk about Eduard's fight with him.

Berwald knew that Alfred didn't want to talk about what happen to him and he didn't push it. He just took Alfred's hand in his own. "You don't have to lie to me Alfred. I know something is upsetting you but I know you don't feel like talking right now. That's ok but, when you do feel like it i'm here alright." He said, giving Alfred a small kiss on his cheek. "We should get some sleep. You look tired."

Eduard and I got into a fight and I ended up hitting him..." Alfred sadly admitted, grabbing Sweden and hugging him tightly.

"What was it about?" Berwald asked, stroking Alfred's hands in a calming motion.

"He doesn't like Dimitri because he is part Russian... And he is mad cause I bought some Vodka while I was shopping with Oliver and... he confronted me about it...And we got into a fight" Alfred explained, looking up at Berwald with tearful eyes.

"I always knew he was a jealous man and even if Dimitri is part Russian. That doesn't mean he's going to grow up to be a miniture Ivan if he's raised right." Berwald said, upset that Eduard had gotten so angry at Alfred over things he saw little problem with.

"And he blamed me for liking it when Russia Raped me!" Alfred said, raising his voice as more tears spilled out. He felt so weak and girlish for crying so much lately, but it felt so good to release his frustrations.

"Shh you don't have to say anything else. Let's just get some sleep." Berwald said, hugging Alfred to him as the blond sobbed into his chest. /How dare he say those things to Alfred!/ The Swedish man thought, wishing he could strangle the Baltic nation that made Alfred cry.

"O-okay, thank you so much for letting us come over." Alfred said, giving Berwald one last hug before walking towards the guest room.

"You can stay here as long as you want." Berwald said, heading to his own room. While wondering if he could get Alfred to sleeping in his room.

Alfred walked inside the guest room, but before he closed the door he looked at Berwald with a sweet and warm smile. "Thank you so much, you're an amazing friend" Alfred said in a low, softly, and sweet voice.

Sweden nodded with a smile on his face at Alfred's words. Once he was inside his bedroom he let out a sigh. "Amazing friend? I guess it's a start." He muttered, before he headed to bed. Thinking of how he could change his friend status with Alfred to something more romantic.

Alfred got into the large bed and looked at his two sleeping babies, who were both babbling in their sleep. "Good night, my little heroes" Alfred said before letting sleep take him.

The next morning Berwald got up early. Believing Alfred to still be asleep, he decided to take a shower. He walked down the hall to the bathroom. Once he opened the door he was both shocked and aroused by the sight inside. Alfred stood in the middle of the bathroom naked and wet. Having just gotten out of the shower. The two stood there just staring at each another until Alfred turned beat read and squeaked before throwing a towel at the tall Nordic and closing the door quickly.

Sweden pulled the towel off his head. A smile on his face as he decided he didn't need a shower at the moment.

Alfred groaned and popped his head out of the bathroom, looking at the Nordic man. Alfred's face was still red, and now he added more embarrassment to his situation. "Can I have some clothes?" Alfred asked, trying to avoid eye contact with Berwald. Alfred let out a very sexual sounding groan as the cold air hit his nude body.

Berwald only nodded. He went back to his room and grabbed a button up shirt of his. He walked back to the bathroom and handed Alfred the shirt. Still feeling hot in loins from the image of the naked American.

Alfred grabbed the shirt, which was very long on him, and he emerged from the bathroom. Berwald saw Alfred's long legs, and the shirt barely covered Alfred's privates. "I-I'm sorry to ask this- but I might need some pants and boxers as well" Alfred said in flusters.

"O-of course" Berwald said, going back to his room and grabbing a pair of his boxers and pants.

Alfred grabbed the end of the shirt while he waited for Berwald to return. Alfred jumped when Berwald returned and started to put on his clothes, slightly bending over and giving Berwald a good flash of his ass.

Berwald didn't look away. Enjoying the view that Alfred was giving him.

Alfred turned around and pulled the pants up, giggling softly. He turned around and smiled sweetly before walking close to Berwald, a happy look on his face. "You have been so nice to my children and me, I could never thank you enough! If you ever need my country's help- don't hesitate to ask!" Alfred said, spinning around happily.

"I'm happy to help you or your anytime." Berwald said, watching Alfred spin around in the large clothings until the pants and boxer fell down and the blond tripped. Luckly Berwald grabbed hold of Alfred before he hit the ground. "Maybe we should get you some better clothes." He said, pulling Alfred up as the pants and boxers fell completely off.

Alfred let out a sweet giggle and stuck his tongue out in a joking way. "I guess, I have some money" Alfred said, leaning against Berwald and standing up, pulling his pants up.

"Just let me get dress and you get Dimitri and Oliver ready." Berwald said, making sure Alfred was standing up without his clothes falling off before he made his way back to his bedroom. He got dressed and walked out into the living room seeing Alfred putting on his shoes and his children on the couch. Oliver was still asleep and Dimitri was cooing. As soon as hesaw the tall Nordic he reached his small hands out towards the man.

Alfred smiled and picked up Oliver before he looked over at Berwald. "Can you carry Dimitri?" Alfred asked before he bounced Oliver a bit to wake him up. Oliver made a soft groan and looked up at his mother, looking at Alfred with his almost matching blue eyes.

"Yes" Berwald said, picking up the small babe that giggled happily up at the Swedish man. "Are you ready?" He asked Alfred, moving Dimitri into a more comfortable position in his arms.

"Sure!" Alfred said happily as he stood up and headed to the front door so that they can leave. Oliver made a cute squealing noise and waved his arms around in Alfred's face.

Berwald smiled at the joyful toddler as he shifted Dimitri closer to him as Alfred him walked to Alfred's car. They buckled the children in and drove off to a nearby store.

Alfred made cute little faces for his children, which made them laugh happily. "Little heroes! You know where we are going? do you?" Alfred asked in his baby voice. Oliver laughed happily and Dimitri kept babbling nothing.

Berwald smiled to himsself as he gave glances at Alfred who was turned around in his seat and playing with his children. After a few minutes they reached the store. Berwald had brought his wallet also. Having talked to Alfred about getting a crib for Dimitri and Oliver alond with some toys, clothing, and food.

Alfred was happy that Berwald was being nice to his kids and himself, and it made Alfred happy that he had a friend. Alfred, at one point, grabbed Berwald's hand and pulled him closer and smiled. "Hey Sweden! You have been so amazing to the kids and me... do you want to be...their godfather? or...s-something?" Alfred blushed.

"I would love to." Berwald said, happy that Alfred asked him to be the godfather of his children.

"I won't tell Eduard, I'll just put it in their files" Alfred said laughing sweetly. Suddenly Alfred stopped and remembered he had not checked his phone or called Eduard to check on him, and sudden guilt hit his body. He turned his phone on to check it, shaking it off as if he was reading a text from a friend.

There was nothing on the phone. Eduard had ended up drinking himself to sleep withthe vodka after Alfred had left with the kids. He had spent the night either drinking or getting angry at himself. He was currently passed out on the bed. He clutched a half empty bottle of vodka in one of his hands.

Alfred glared at his phone and threw it back into his pocket,and Alfred though that that Eduard did not care enough to even check on Oliver. Alfred kept pushing the babies' buggies, and now he glared ahead of him like it was everyone else problem.

"Alfred are you alright?" Berwald asked, as he walked with Alfred down the aisles and wondering why Alfred looked angry.

"Eduard is just being a shitty husband" Alfred grumbled.

"I wouldn't and don't swear you do not want your babies to grow up bad now do you?" Berwald said, putting his hand around Alfred's shoulder and pulling him close. He then gave the blond a small kiss on his forehead.

"Y-you're right...thank you" Alfred said, throwing one of his arms around Sweden as a side hug gesture.

The Swedish man smiled at the gesture. He pulled Alfred closer to him. "Is there anything you want? I'll buy it."

"No, I just want my babies happy" Alfred said, rubbing Oliver's messy blond hair.

"Alright" Berwald said, smiling softly at the American mother and his children.

"You...you don't think Eduard will leave me, right?" Alfred asked, while looking over at the now asleep Dimitri. Alfred found a bench that was to the side and sat down, not wanting people to look at him if he started crying again.

"He'd be a fool to leave you. I know i would never do anything like what he's doing to you." Berwald said, coming over to sit beside Alfred. He took the American back into his arms.

"I just don't understand why he is mad at me! All I did was buy some vodka...I'm starting to think he would have been happier if I stayed in Siberia" Alfred whispered softly. Alfred had nearly forgotten Eduard's attempt to get him back, but it wasn't even Eduard who rescued him.

"Don't say that. I would be very upset if you had stayed in Siberia and just think Alfred. If you had stayed then you wouldn't be here right now with both of your children by your side. And if Eduard can't get past things because of his own feeling there is always me. I'll stay by your side and help raise Oliver and Dimitri." Berwald said, pulling Alfred closer to him before giving him a light kiss on the lips and a warm smile.

Alfred's face turned bright red and he shoved himself away from Berwald in shock. He turned to face the Sweden, eyes full of mixed emotions. "S-Sweden, that's really nice for you to offer...B-But I shouldn't be doing those things ...or even thinking about it" Alfred trailed off. /Or slightly wishing for it./

"Look I just need you as a friend right now, S-sorry" Alfred said sternly, but his voice was slightly shaking.

"If that is what you want but, Alfred if you need me i'll be right there for you." Berwald said, cupping Alfred's face and making him look at the Swede while he said those words to let the American know he wasn't lying and truely meant everything he said.

"I-I know, you said the same thing in the hotel" Alfred said as he smiled in response to Berwald's honesty. Alfred placed one of his hands over one of Berwald's hands that covered his cheeks. "I don't want to think about divorce... it's usually followed by bad relationships..." Alfred mumbled.

"Not if you give it time and it's with someone you love. But, i'm not going to force you into anything you don't want." Berwald said, as he smiled at Alfred. /Although in the future I hope it will be something you want with me./ He thought.

"Well I think it's time to head back? Oliver and Dimi look sleepy and I bet they are both starving, I know I am" Alfred said with a toothy grin as he stood up and grasped the handle bar for the two-seated stroller.

Berwald nodded, paying no mind to the fact Alfred didn't say anything to what he told him. The Swede was just happy to say what he truely felt to Alfred. A smile on his lips as he followed Alfred back to the car.

Once they got back into the car Dimitri started wailing loudly, feeling hungry; and this made Oliver start to cry from his little brother's loud noise. Alfred began to freak out and he picked up Dimitri with one arm, and started rubbing Oliver softly with his other. Dimitri seemed to not stop, which made Oliver keep crying as well. "Dimi, please stop crying for mommy" Alfred cooed softly, trying to keep relaxed.

"Here i'll take care of Oliver. You take care of Dimitri. He might be hungry." Berwald said, picking Oliver up and bouncing him lightly which made the toddler calm down. Only a few sobs escaped Oliver as he clutched Sweden's shirt.

Alfred smiled and nodded, he slipped into the back seat and unbuttoned his shirt. He did not care if people saw his swollen man-breast, he had a baby he had to care for first. Alfred began to nurse Dimitri and began to talk to Oliver, which also seemed to calm down the ten-month old child. "Thank you" Alfred said softly as the crying was killed instantly.

"I told you I would be here for you anytime. That means for Oliver and Dimitri's sake too." Berwald said, holding Oliver close to him like a father would.

Alfred smiled at Sweden's sweet words, which meant a lot to him. "I'll buckle Oliver in, and we should head home? They both need a nap" Alfred said, holding one of his arms out for Oliver.

"Alright" Berwald said, handing Oliver over to his mother after Alfred buckled Dimitri in and fixed his shirt.

Alfred ended up sitting in the back to keep his children happy, making weird faces and even weirder sounds. Once they got to Sweden's house Alfred picked up the boys and waited for Berwald to unlock the door, which he did fast. Alfred rushed in and tucked his babies into the homemade nest-like cribs. He was lucky to get his sons to sleep and to escape in record time, which meant he would be able to help Sweden put together the cribs.

"Sorry," Alfred said softly as he approached Berwald, after leaving the babies to sleep.

"What for?" Berwald asked, already starting to put the cribs together.

"They are loud" Alfred said and he got on his knees and started helping Berwald. "They don't mean too be loud... Children cry cause they can't provide for themselves... I remember hearing Francis saying that to Arthur once, about Mattie and I" Alfred said softly and he picked up the screwdriver and screwed in the metal.

"There is nothing you can do about that. It's just how children are and it's not that bad." Berwald mumbled, his attention on building the crib.

"Do you think I should call Eduard?" Alfred mumbled softly as they finished up the first crib, which was for Oliver. Alfred began to make up the bed; placing blankets, two stuffed animals, and a small pillow inside.

"It is your choice." Berwald said, starting to build the next crib.

Alfred began to unload the other things they bought, which was mostly for his babies. He placed the baby food in the cupboard, thinking about his husband. /Dammit Eduard...why are you making me this upset?/ He thought as he mindlessly slipped him hand in his pocket and gripping his phone. /I guess it wouldn't hurt...unless he yells at me... You know what! If he honestly cared about me- or at least Oliver- he would have called by now!.../ Alfred thought as he let go of his phone and kept working.

Alfred's phone started going off, which made him jump and quickly go to answer it, praying it was Estonia begging him to come home and trying to apologize. But sadly it was not, it was not even a phone call. It was a text from Matthew, who sent him a short message. 'When are we getting together? Arthur is bugging me about it, we missed you' it read innocently. Alfred smiled and texted back to his northern brother, happy to know Canada and England hasn't forgotten about him just yet. 'Soon, I'm staying with Sweden right now. Oliver and Dimi are here too' Alfred texted back, feeling bad to leave out his husband's name.

Not a minute later there was another text sent by Matthew reading 'Why are you over at Sweden's house with your kids without Estonia?'

Alfred felt a low growl building in the back of his throat, but it was still from anger towards Eduard and not Matthew. 'He was being an ass, so I took the kids and we are here' Alfred replied, adding a smiley face to lighten the dense mood.

'What did he do?' Matthew sent, a growl came from his own throat.

'We got into a fight' Alfred's simple words could mean so many things. Did Eduard hit him? Did Alfred hit Eduard? Were one of the children hurt? None of these things were answered, but were all possibilities when Alfred stated this.

'I'm coming over.' Was all that Matthew texted back to his brother.

'No, it's ok bro! I'll see you at the next world meeting' Alfred replied, not wanting to impose on Sweden anymore.

'If you say so but, if either Estonia or that Swede does anything to you i'll be over.' Matthew texted, a little annoyed that Alfred didn't want him to visit him. /It's all Estonia's fault!/ He thought.

'Thank you Mattie, you're the best bro ever! Love you' Alfred replied as he slipped his phone on his pocket and finished placed the food away. Then something hit him like a brick- this whole time he spent avoiding Russia and Estonia- but a world meeting was coming up in a few days and he had to attend. " Fuck" he mumbled to no one.

"What's wrong?" Berwald asked, coming into the kitchen. Having just finished putting together Dimitri's crib.

"Eh...Just realized there's a world meeting coming up" Alfred said, shrugging off his nervousness so that he did not act even weirder in front of Sweden.

Berwald then understood why. "Russia will be there so will Estonia. Will you be alright?" He asked, not wanting Alfred to be anywhere near Russia and Estonia.

"Of course! I'm the hero! and nothing scares me!" Alfred said, laughing nervously. In truth he was scared shitless, and he hand no idea what he was going to do about Dimitri and Oliver while Sweden and him went to the World Meeting. Maybe he can talk Canada or England into baby sitting, or Italy? "Where is the meeting this time?" Alfred asked as he poured himself and Berwald some water.

"Germany" Berwald answered, keeping an eye on the nervous American.

Alfred nodded and began to think of who he could get to watch the boys. Suddenly Alfred's lit up and he turned to Sweden with a smile. "Maybe Prussia?" Alfred laughed out, which made it seem more like a joke than a real suggestion.

"Prussia?" Berwald asked, wondering why Alfred said his name and was laughing.

"Sorry, I just couldn't help imagining Prussia as a nanny" Alfred giggled softly. He stopped when he noticed Sweden was not laughing, now that he though about it he has never seen Sweden laugh. "I'll probably end up not going the first day and call for the second" Alfred suggested to Berwald.

Berwald was silent. /Prussia as a nanny?/ He thought, but didn't say anything unless he let a laugh slip through. He only nodded at Alfred's suggestion, trying hard not to laugh at the thoughts of Gilbert trying to take care of children.

"How about I make dinner tonight! You've done so much for us and I wanna do something nice for you" Alfred said with his cheery smiled. "You name, I'll do it!" Alfred said happily, not thinking about his words before hand.

Berwald stood there for a moment not saying anything. His thoughts were focused on the last part of Alfred's words and those thoughts were focused on a certain bedroom activity.

"Hello? Berwald? You okay?" Alfred asked, seeing his friend just standing there and doing nothing.

Berwald looked at Alfred and couldn't hold back his thoughs or feelings anymore. He embraced Alfred and pulled him into a tight embrace. "I know what I said earlier but, I can't hold back anymore." He said, claiming Alfred's lips in a passionate kiss as he ran his hands down the shorter blonds sides. Earning him a small moan from the American.

Alfred was taken back by the sudden attack to his mouth, not expecting Berwald to lunge himself on to Alfred like this. He soon started to groan into the kiss as Berwald rubbed his sides, enjoying the friction it created.

Berwald deepened the kiss. He continued to run his hands over Alfred's body. Moving one hand up to touch Alfred's chest which was vary sensitive.

Alfred let out a moan as his man-breast were groped by Berwald. Alfred moved away from the kiss to get some air, feeling as if Berwald would probably reattach himself to him. Alfred moved his legs a bit, accidentally grinding his knee against Sweden's erection.

Berwald groaned at the grind. He started to kiss Alfred's neck which was a turn on spot for the American but before they could go furthur the phone rang. Causing both men to glare at the phone for disturbing them.

Alfred slipped his hand into his pocket and clicked the answer button, not even looking to see who it was bothering him. "Hello, America speaking" Alfred said, lifting himself to sit on the counter in front of Berwald.

"Alfred? We need to talk?" Eduard asked, wanting to say sorry to his wife for what he said.

"E-Eduard, what a surprise... What do we need to talk about?" Alfred asked, acting as if it was nothing.

Sweden glared at the phone. Angry that it was Eduard but he didn't say anything. He just got up and left Alfred to talk to the Estonian. Not wanting to hear anything incase they got back together. He walked to his room upset he might be losing Alfred to Eduard who in the Swede's mind didn't deserve the AMerican.

"I-I'm sorry for calling you a whore Alfred. I didn't mean it." Eduard said, knowing Alfred was probably still angry about their fight.

"Eduard, I honestly don't care about that. What makes me mad is that you resent Dimitri because of what Russia did. Dimitri did not asked to be a rape-victim Child. He did not ask to be Russia's son. He only wants to be loved by everyone, just like Oliver does," Alfred said, taking in a deep breath. "Oliver loves you and Dimitri, and if you resent Dimitri then Oliver will pick up on it and start hating Dimitri for no reason. Everyone who has held him thinks he is the sweetest thing. Finland, Denmark, hell even just this morning Sweden was carrying Dimitri around and he didn't start crying and Sweden didn't start freaking out cause he's Russia's offspring" Alfred said softly, relaxing slightly.

"So you really did go to Sweden's house." Eduard said, practically ignoring everthing Alfred just said to him. Eduard knew he couldn't blame Dimitri for being Russia's child but it didn't stop him from disliking the baby.

"So what if I'm at Sweden's house? Are you even listening to I'm saying?" Alfred asked, glaring at his phone as if it was Eduard.

"Because that guy is after you. He wants you as his wife but your mine and yes i'm listening to what you've said." Eduard said, annoyed that Alfred was over at Sweden's house.

"Listen, I'll see you the second day of the world meeting-okay? The kids and I are going to stay here until then" Alfred stated roughly. not caring if it crushed Eduard.

"What! why? Why can't you just come home. I won't say anything bad about Dimitri." Eduard said, wondering why Alfred wasn't going to come home right away.

"Because I still want to smash you in the head with China's wok! I'm still super pissed at you," Alfred said, raising his voice slightly.

"Are you fucking him? Is that why you won't come home?" Eduard asked, ignoring what Alfred said again.

"What! NO!" Alfred screamed, almost waking up the boys.

Hearing Alfred scream Berwald walked back into the kitchen to see Alfred still on the phone but looking upset.

"Then why won't you come home. I said i was sorry and won't say anything bad about Dimitri." Eduard said, his voice rising with anger.

"I've already made up my mind Eduard, stop it or else..." Alfred said in a low, threatening tone.

"What do you mean? Are you going to leave me? Well, you've already done that!" Eduard laughed. "Or what, are you going to uck Sweden or one of your brothers or Russia? So you can get pregnant again?" Eduard asked, his anger getting the best of him as he started to say things he didn't truely mean.

"I WOULD NEVER DO THAT!" Alfred's tone rose even louder. "I left so I wouldn't do anything I would regret! I didn't want to hurt you, but you know what? I DON'T CARE ANYMORE!" Alfred cried loudly.

Berwald watched Alfred get more upset and didn't do anything until he started to cry. He took the phone from Alfred. "I don not know what you said to him but, i'm not going to stand by and let you hurt him anymore than you have already." Berwald said, ending the call before taking the crying American into his arms. "Are you alright?" Berwald asked, worried about what Eduard said to make the younger blond cry so much.

Alfred just pushed himself closer to Berwald as he cried, and he began to shake as he thought about what Eduard said. Alfred shook and looked up at Berwald. "I hate myself so much! I'm a horrible person!" Alfred chanted over and over as his face was pushed into Berwald's strong chest.

"Don't say that! You shouldn't hate yourself and your not horrible!" Berwald said, letting his voice rise as he held Alfred close to him.

"Eduard thinks I'm having sex with like four different people!" Alfred cried even louder as he squeezed onto Berwald. "I-I didn't mean the things I said... I-I do care..." Alfred cried even harder.

"Shhh it will be alright. Don't let the things he said to you bring you down." Berwald said, angry that Eduard had said those things to Alfred.

"H-he scared me... I don't like it when people yell at me" Alfred said looking up at Berwald with his big, sad, blue eyes.

"I know. If you want you can stay here." Berwald said, not wanting to send Alfred back to the Estonian.

"I-I told him I'm not going to come home till after the world meeting... You really don't mind if I stay here? I'll work around the house if you want me too," Alfred happily offered to the Swed.

"I'd just be happy to have you stay here." Berwald said, moving Alfred closer to him.

"You're being really sweet, I'm sorry my kids and I came here. I-I just need some time to cool down before I go back to living with him," Alfred said with a fake grin.

"You don't have to. You shouldn't have to force your self to live with a man that doesn't respect you." Berwald said, not liking the fake grin on Alfred's face.

"I-I think him and I could...go to marriage counselor or something," Alfred said, throwing his head back and then slamming it on Berwald's chest playfully. "Ever since that party in Vegas, my life has been crazier than normal...Almost humanly... Barely had to go to any meeting or work calls...Kids, a family, I've become into such a house wife" he groaned before he mumbled 'a slutty house wife'.

Berwald sighed knowing no matter what he said Alfred would still want work things out with the Baltic nation. "You are not slutty Alfred." He said calmly, hugging Alfred to him.

"Yes I am... I'm married, and I enjoyed you touching me," Alfred said in a soft voice.

"That doesn't mean you are. And Estonia has had more sex with more countries then you have." Berwald said truthfully.

"Not while we have been married..." Alfred mumbled softly. Sweden felt Alfred's hands squeeze onto his shirt, and he felt Alfred's legs rubbing against him again as he shook.

"Maybe not while YOU have been married to him but he has had sex with other nation while being married or with nations that were married." Berwald said, telling the truth about Eduard's past.

Alfred's eyes widened and he look at Sweden, completely blow away. Alfred hopped back up on the counter, tears were now gone; and used his legs to pull Berwald over to him, almost like a restraint and keeping the Swed close to him. "Like who?" Alfred asked, curious about who his 'perfect,clean,respectful' husband has slept with.

"Denmark, Poland, Lithuanian and Finland to name a few." Sweden said, thinking back to when he had caught his then Finnish wife in bed with the Estonian.

Alfred's face twisted in disgust and disbelief, but Sweden had never lied to him before. /Why Poland? and even his own brother, I guess incest is a nation thing.../Alfred began to think dirty, and soon he came up with a devilish plan to get revenge on Eduard; and satisfy his and Berwald's needs.

"Lets fuck" Alfred said bluntly to the Swedish man.

Berwald was surprised by the sudden statement but smiled. He kissed Alfred, threading his fingers through the soft honey blond hair.

Alfred began to unbutton Sweden's shirt, groping his well toned chest while he did so. He kissed Berwald back, and let Berwald violate his mouth with his tongue. Right now, Alfred did not care if he was cheating on Eduard. If he called him a whore, than he was going to act like one. Berwald felt Alfred start fooling with his nipples, slightly pinching them to tease the tall blond.

The Swedish man groaned at teasing. "Bedroom" Berwald mumbled, attacking Alfred's neck and grinded his hips against him. Grinning when Alfred moaned.

"mmm how about: Right here, right now," Alfred moaned out, not caring Berwald screwed him on counter. Though it would be awkward to prepare dinner of a counter you know you got fucked on. Oh well.

Berwald's grin grew. Liking the idea. He moved away from Alfred before quickly returning with some oil. He started to take Alfred's shirt while kissing him.

Alfred kissed back, throwing his arms around Berwald and tracing his spine slowly and softly; which made the Swed shiver from chills of excitement. Alfred let out a low purring sound, enjoying the taste of the man in front of him. Alfred began to tease Berwald by running a few fingers lightly around his lower back area.

Berwald groaned at the teasing Alfred was doing. He retaliated by fondling Alfred's breasts.

Alfred let out a loud moan, still finding them to be full and sensitive. His hands fell as Sweden did that, it did seem to turn into a new weak spot for him.

Berwald continued to play with Alfred's breasts while moving his hips against the American's. Enjoying the moans that came from Alfred.

Alfred felt embarrassed as he soon had an easily seen bulge in his pants. He let out another loud moan, not even thinging about if he had woken up his sons or not.

Berwald moved his hands to tweak the pink nubs. Noticing milk was leaking out. He leaned down and licked the nubs, before he wraped his tongue around it and started to suck. /It taste sweet./ He thought, sucking on the American breast as his hand played with the other breast.

Alfred let out a moan, noticing something must stronger than Oliver or Dimitri nursing on his milk. He looked and smiled evilly at Berwald, deciding he would act a bit. "Does it taste good, baby?" Alfred teased, using the word 'baby' in both ways.

Berwald answered by swirling his tongue around the nub and moving his hand that had been teasing the other nubs down Alfred's sides.

"Ah~!" Alfred moaned loudly, pulling Berwald closer with his legs. Alfred moved his arms around and threw his shirt on the ground, leaving his entire upper half nude for Berwald to ravage.

Berwald grinned around the nub he was sucking on. He pulled away to lick his lips before returning his attention to Alfred's other breast. As he moved his hand down to cup Alfred's bulge before slipping the American's pants off and pumping the honey blond's growing erection.

"Berwald!" Alfred moaned loudly as he thrusted his hips to try and get more contact with Berwald's warm hand.

Berwald smiled, giving Alfred a break from the attack on his breasts. Berwald removed his shirt and then pants and boxers. Once both blonds were naked Berwald grinding both his and Alfred's erections together. Enjoying the friction he continued to move against the younger blond. While kissing Alfred deeply.

Alfred ended up break the kiss and moved to whisper something to Berwald. "I want you inside of me, right now," Alfred whispered with a huskliy voice and hot breath on Berwald's ear.

Berwald nodded he put some of the oil on his fingers and prepared Alfred while looking for the spot that would make him scream. Once he determined the younger blond to be ready, he coated his erection before pushing into Alfred in one swoop. Groaning at the heat and tightness. He waited for Alfred to adjust before he started to thrust. Slowly at first before quickly picking up speed. Hitting Alfred's prostate with each thrust.

Alfred moaned and arched his back off the counter, using Berwald's body as support. Alfred began to scream Berwald's name loudly between pants and deep breaths for air. "Oh God Berwald! Ahh!" He moaned as Sweden kept pounding into is prostate.

Sweden groaned as Alfred tightened around him. He continued to thrust into the male beneath him. Enjoying the feeling of the honey blond around him.

Alfred let out a loud moan as shots of pleasure raced up his spine,and soon he released all over Berwald's chest. Alfred's face turned even darker red than it was before. "O-oh God..." Alfred moaned as Berwald kept thrusting harder.

Berwald groaned loudly as Alfred tightened around him. He thrusted a few more times into the American before coming deep inside the honey blond. He rode out his orgasim. Then he pulled Alfred into his arms and kissed him passionately.

Alfred kissed back and pulled Berwald on top of him, hugging him tightly. Alfred's phone started going off again, which disturbed their after sex cuddling.

Berwald growled at the phone making Alfred laugh. He reluctantly pulled out of Alfred and grabbed the phone. He looked to make sure it wasn't Eduard when he concluded it wasn't he handed Alfred the phone. As he started to pick up their clothes off the floor. He went to put them in the hamper leaving Alfred in the kitchen alone in the kitchen to answer the call.

Alfred smiled and answered the phone. "Hey Toris!" Alfred chirped happily as he dipped his figure in Sweden's cum and licked it off his finger.

"Why are you over at Sweden's house with your children?" Toris asked, having received calls from his brother telling the lithuanian about his and Alfred's situation and the fact Alfred was living at Sweden's house with Oliver and Dimitri. Which upset Toris.

"Cause your brother is an asshole to me, he called me a whore and he hates my youngest son!" Alfred growled loudly.

Toris was silent for a moment. Eduard had not told him that he had only said they had gotten into a fight and Alfred had taken the kids to Swedens. "T-there's no way Eduard said that."

"He did, either you believe me or not, he did" Alfred mumbled softly. "HE threw a bottle too... he yelled at me..." Alfred said softly.

"Alfred, Eduard's my brother. I've known him for centuries. He wouldn't do that." Toris said, not believing what Alfred was telling him.

"Then that's your choice... but Eduard has made me rethink with marriage and letting him see the kids..." Alfred said in a sad tone, hating he was admitting the dark thought to his brother-in-law.

"Alfred, don't you think your rushing things and not thinking clearly about them. I know Eduard and even if he said or did thsoe thing. I'm sure he didn't mean it. He just get's jealous sometime. I know it." Toris said, trying to defend his brother.

"I bet you do know your brother, a lot ... like how to fuck him" Alfred spat the last part. "You make me sick, Lithuania, you knew people who did and you yourself did things with him...You should know every damn thing! huh?" Alfred yelled loudly at the Baltic nation. "You don't see me going up to England or Canada and pulling down their pants and sucking them off, why the hell would you?" Alfred started to raise his voice higher.

"T-that's different! It doesn't matter if Eduard and me did it. We're nations! Blood doesn't matter between us. There's alot of nations that have fucked their siblings and don't change the subject. This isn't about me and Eduard it's about him and you!" Toris yelled, angry that Alfred had found out about his and Eduard's relationship and was bringing it up.

"Spare me, Toris...I told Eduard him and I will talk about it at the world meeting alone... And you can tell Eduard I know about his little secrets..." Alfred said before hanging up with anger, but actually hitting the speaker phone button by mistake. Alfred looked over to see Sweden, in all his nude glory, walking in. "It was just Lithuania" Alfred said, placing the still on phone on the counter.

"What did he say?" Berwald asked, coming over and wrapping his arms around Alfred and pulling him into a kiss.

"Just saying that Eduard didn't say what I told you he said" Alfred said, slightly moaning from the kiss. "Mmmm...so what do you want to do now?" Alfred said with a lustful undertone.

"Round two?" Berwald asked, pulling Alfred closer to him and rubbing his growing erection against Alfred.

Alfred grinned and hopped off the counter and bent over it, giving Sweden good access to his ass. "I want you to f uck me till blood is leaking out" Alfred said with a low growl, and he wiggled his butt to tempt Berwald even more to do sinful things.

Berwald grinned and positioned himself behind the honey blond. He pushed in and began to thrust into the willing body. Hitting that sweet spot that made the American scream his name.

While Alfred busy being pounded and screaming Berwald's name Lithuania stood in dead silence at the sounds, he was speechless for most of their dirty actions, up until Alfred mentioned something about cumming. "B-Berwald! Ah! I-I'm about t-to c-" Alfred moaned as the Swedish man kept pounding inside of him.

Toris quickly ended the phone call when he heard Alfred moan particularly loud as he came. A blush was on the lithuanian's face. He was angry that Alfred was cheating on Eduard but, he couldn't help but be turned on by the noises that the two had been making. He ran to his bathroom and took care of the erection he had grown. Pumping it and moaning while he replayed the incident in his mind.

Sweden groaned again as Alfred tightened around him. He continued to thrust into the American. Finally he came into Alfred for the second time the day. He wrapped his arms around Alfred torso and kissed the back of his neck.

Alfred let out a cute purring sound, enjoying the attention he was getting from the tall blond. "I'm going to need to bathe before the boys wake up," Alfred said before turning around to face Berwald. Alfred could feel the warm seeds running down his thighs and legs. Alfred used his hands to get some on his fingers and started licking his fingers seductively in front of Sweden.

"Maybe later I'll repay you another way" Alfred said, winking at Berwald before he began to walk to the bathroom to wash up.

Berwald just smiled and followed the honey blond for another round. Afterwords they went to sleep in Sweden's bed. only waking up once for Alfred to feed Oliver and Dimitri but they went back to sleep soon after. In the morning Berwald got up early, letting Alfred sleep in as he got Dimitri and Oliver up and started to make breakfeast.

Dimitri and Oliver did little petty things, like Dimitri would pull Oliver's hair and Oliver would hit Dimitri's hand away. Alfred walked in with a huge smile on his face, and a limp as well. "Morning, how are my little men?" Alfred said happily, kissing his sons on their cheeks. Alfred turned to face Berwald, who was cooking food. Alfred walked over to Sweden and kissed his cheeks softly, like he did to his sons. "And hows my big man?" Alfred said with a sweet smile on his face.

Berwald grinned at the kiss. "Very well and you?" He asked, kissing Alfred back on the lips before finishing breakfast and made two plate. One for him and one for Alfred.

"mmmm, I feel amazing" Alfred said before walking over to his babies, who were both reaching out for their mother. Alfred walked over to the cabinet and grabbed food for Oliver, which ended up being bananas and apples and a bottle of warm milk. Alfred set the things down and started to feed Oliver, who had an appetite like his mother. "When are we leaving for the meeting?" Alfred asked as he lifted up his shirt for access for Dimitri.

"Half an hour." Berwald said. having set up his own private jet so they wouldn't have to deal with the airports.

"So we are just going to chill until tomorrow? Are we heading to Berlin, Frankfurt, or Munich?" Alfred asked, listing the three cities that Germany usually held his meeting in.

"Yes and Berlin." Berwald replied, finishing his meal before coming over and kissing Dimitri and Oliver a kiss on their foreheads. Before wrapping his arms around Alfred's waist and gave the American mother a kiss on his cheek.

Alfred smiled and nuzzled close to Berwald, loving the warmth that he was deprived during his Russian experience and Eduard's moodiness. "I'll go back the boys in a minute," Alfred said as he started to eat, and he held Dimitri up with one arm as his suckled for milk. Meanwhile Oliver was drinking from his bottle, happily finishing his breakfast.

Sweden nodded and let go of Alfred so he could eat and nurse Dimitri. When he walked by Oliver he could see the small toddler reach his arm up to him while holding the bottle with the other. The Nordic nation picked up the child and held him in his arms as Oliver drank the rest of the milk in the bottle.

Alfred could not help but to smile, glad to know Berwald cared for his children. "If...If I left Estonia, would you help me?" Alfred asked softly as he finished the warm meal.

"Yes, I would take care of them and you." Berwald said truthfully, smiling down at the toddler in his arms who giggled and touched the Swedish man's face.

"I know I cheated on him... but I don't want Oliver and Dimitri to think their father doesn't love them" Alfred said softly, running Dimitri's smooth back.

"That would not be good for them. They need a father that will respect and love both them and their mother." Berwald said, smiling at Alfred as he bounced Oliver slightly in his lap. Making the toddler laugh.

"I know, but do you think I should give Eduard another chance?" Alfred asked as Dimitri stopped nursing and cuddled up to his warm mother.

"Honestly, no. He doesn't treat you right." Berwald said, looking at Alfred.

"I...I know, but I guess I should at least talk to him about it..." Alfred said softly, feeling a bit foolish for the way he reacted.

"If that's what you want. Just don't rush into things." Berwald said, upset that Alfred still wanted Eduard and he might lose the American.

"I know, thank you," Alfred said as he placed Dimitri down. Alfred finished his food as fast as possible before he washed the dishes, still trying to pay back Sweden with house work. "Do you mind if you can help me give the boys a bath?" Alfred asked as he put the dishes up.

"I wouldn't mind." Berwald said, standing up with Oliver and lead Alfred to a bathroom. A different one then the couple had used the night before.

Alfred started running the water, making sure it was warm enough for the children; but not too warm. Alfred got his sons naked and placed them in the shallow water. "Oh! I forgot the baby shampoo, can you watch them while I go get it?" Alfred asked, handing Sweden the wet children before he headed towards the door.

Berwald nodded his head as he was handed Oliver and Dimitri. Oliver wiggled out of the Swede's hands and started to play with the water that was still not even full inche deep but he keep his eyes on the toddler who splashed in the water. Giggling while Dimitri shifted further into Berwald's arms not liking having the water splashed on him but, he didn't cry just made a frown.

Alfred ran back to the bathroom holding a bottle of tear-free shampoo for his children and a cup to rinse the water out of their hair. Alfred smiled and sat next to Berwald, taking Oliver over to the side to lather his hair. "My little heroes are dirty, right?" Alfred said in his baby voice, earning a giggle from Oliver.

Berwald smiled and shifted Dimitri in his arms so he could starte washing the small tufs of hair. He made sure not to get it into Dimitri's eyes. Smiling as the baby cooed softly.

"Are you excited Dimi? You get to show your daddy how happy you are with mommy, and you get to meet Italy and Canada too" Alfred said, slightly smirking at what Russia's reaction was going to be. "I'm sure all of the nations are going to think you two are the cutest things in the world!" Alfred said, kissing Oliver's cheek and blowing on it to make weirder noises.

Smiling at Alfred's motherly behavior. Berwald rinsed the shampoo from Dimitri's hair. He then reached over and lathered a wash cloth with some soap and began washing the infant as Alfred began the same with Oliver.

Oliver giggled happily as he kept splashing the water by kicking violently. Dimitri got splashed with the sud filled water, which made the Russian baby squeal at his brother in anger. "Oliver stop it" Alfred said, but the child kept giggling.

"Don't worry Alfred. It just how babies act and Dimitri's ok." Berwald said, rinsing Dimitri off and wrapping him in a fluffy towel as he waited for the American mother to finish washing the happy toddler.

Alfred rinsed off Oliver, who happily yelled while the water washed his off. Alfred picked the baby up and wrapped him in the warm towel, which made Oliver happy for the warmth covering his body. "Look at theses little clean babies!" Alfred said, kissing Oliver's nose.

"Let's get them dressed, don't you think they would look so cute if they matched?" Alfred asked, carrying Oliver to the babies' room.

Shifting Dimitri in his arms. Berwald followed Alfred to the guest bedroom and began dressing the two. Oliver giggled and moved around alot but was eventually dressed. Dimitri on the other hand was far more calmer. Once both babies were dressed. Berwald and Alfred walked back to the living room.

"So how much longer do we have till we have to go?" Alfred asked, sitting down on the firm couch.

"We can start getting ready to leave about now." Berwald said, shifting Dimitri in his arms as the small babe started to fall asleep.

Oliver wiggled happily in Alfred's warm arms, making Alfred look away from Berwald to Oliver. "Why are you so excited?" Alfred asked Oliver, who gurgled nonsense to his mother in reply. Alfred smiled and hugged Oliver close to his chest, glad to have his son in his arms after so long.

"I'll get their stuff ready," Alfred said as he stood up and gave Sweden a peck on the cheek before walking back to the guest room to pack the bag for the babies.

Berwald nodded, enjoying the small peck.

Alfred walked back and started throwing the things in a bag, which he had pulled out earlier. Once he was sure that he had enough food, clothes, blankets, pacifiers, toys, and diapers, he walked back to Berwald. "How about you go get ready? Do you need any help?" Alfred asked, placing Oliver on the ground to crawl around on.

"No, i'll be alright. Just have to change and then we can go." Berwald said, setting the sleeping Dimitri into Alfred's arms before he went to his bedroom and quickly changed. "Alright, we can leave now. My jet should be ready." He said, fixing his tie as he scooped up Oliver off the ground making the toddler laugh. Berwald then walked over to Alfred and picked up the bag of baby supplies. "Are you ready?"

"Yup" Alfred said, smiling and cradling his infant son.

Nodding Berwald walked to the door followed by Alfred. After buckling in the kids they headed to the Swede's private jet and to Berlin.

While in the jet Alfred sat next to Berwald; and luckily the boys slept, leaving Berwald and Alfred alone time to each other. Alfred was too busy reading the back of one of the baby food jars to notice he was leaning against Berwald's body.

Berwald smiled and let Alfred rest against him. Enjoying the warmth from the American.

Alfred placed the jar back in the bag and started rubbing the area above Berwald's groin, causing friction in the Swede's pants. "The boys are asleep...And I still owe you a lot" Alfred said with a seductive tone in his voice.

"Oh! and what are you going to do to repay me?" Berwald asked, giving Alfred a lustfull smile.

Alfred smirked and unbuckled his seat belt, moving in front of Berwald's legs and spreading them. "How does something... around this area?" Alfred asked, tracing the area around Berwald's groin.

"I think it is perfect area." Berwald said, letting Alfred spread his legs so he could seat himself between them. A groan coming from the Nordic man as Alfred traced his groin.

Alfred unbuckled Berwald's seat belt and unbuttoned Berwald's pants, leaving only the thin fabric of his boxers to cover his vital regions. Alfred moved the fabrics around to get the head of Berwald's cock to poke out of his boxers. Alfred licked his lips, mostly for show for Berwald. Alfred closed the gap between Berwald's cock and his mouth, taking the tip in his mouth and slightly licking it like a cat.

Berwald groaned as his cock was licked. He twisted his finger into Alfred's hair but didn't pull or push the blond. He let Alfred go at his own pace. Enjoying the feeling of the other warm mouth around his erection.

Alfred began to take in Berwald's growing erection until Berwald was almost ball deep in Alfred's large mouth. Alfred slowly took it out, tightening his lips around it to add pressure for Berwald.

Berwald moaned at the feeling of his erection being taken into Alfred's mouth.

Alfred pushed himself down and took the whole thing in his mouth, making the head of the organ hit against his throat. Alfred using one of his free hands to slowly rub Berwald's balls, not caring how he was pleasuring Berwald; as long as he did it though.

Berwald groaned as he felt himself getting closer. His organ throbbed as it was sucked on by the American.

Alfred began to make sexual noises as he sucked on the throbbing organ, enjoying the taste of the salty pre-substances. Alfred began to wiggle his tongue against Berwald's cock, adding more heat and wetness to the organ.

Berwald moaned as he shot his seed into the American's mouth. Groaning as he came.

Alfred slightly choked before drinking down the hot liquid, making an 'mmmm' sound as he did so. He licked Berwald's cock clean of all semen. He sat up straight and looked at Berwald straight in his blue eyes. "I still owe you a lot more," Alfred said as he licked the corner of his mouth of any semen left.

"I know a way you can do more." Berwald said, pulling Alfred into his lap and kissing the blond. As he moved his hand up and down the American's body.

Alfred began to kiss back, moving his hips slowly and rubbing his jean fabric against Berwald's groin. "And what would that be?" Alfred whispered softly.

Berwald just grinned and lifted up the honey blond's shirt to reveal the swollen breasts of the American. The Swedish man began to touch the sensitive breasts. Earning him a moan from Alfred.

Alfred moaned, loving the feeling of Sweden's touch. "I know what you want" Alfred purred and removed his shirt, giving Sweden full access.

Berwald watched the American take his shirt off and the took the chance to latch himself on one of the pink nubs. He twirled his tongue around it. Drinking the sweet honey tasting milk from the blond. While his hand played with the other breast.

Alfred let out a loud moan as Sweden drank his milk, which he hoped Dimitri didn't mind sharing. Suddenly Dimitri let out a loud cry, being woken up from his mother's loud moan.

Berwald reluctantly moved away from Alfred. Licking a drop of the milk off of his lips.

Alfred looked over to see Dimitri crying loudly, from hunger and from being awoke. "H-hold on" Alfred said, getting off of Berwald's warm lap.

Alfred walked back and sat in Berwald's lap, facing the Swede and already had Dimitri nursing on one of his breast. While Dimitri suckled Alfred began to kiss Berwald.

Berwald was slightly confused as to why Alfred was kissing him as he feed Dimitri.

"I can do two things at once" Alfred laughed as he started kissing Berwald's pale neck.

"Mkay" Berwald mumbled, shifting Alfred on his lap as he let the honey blond kiss his neck before he leaned down and started sucking on the breast that was not being suckled on by Dimitri.

Alfred let out a moan, which startled Dimitri and made the infant look up at his mother with a confused look. Sweden felt Dimitri trying to push him away, acting protective of what belonged to him. Alfred was to busy with Sweden's rough sucking to realize Dimitri was slapping Sweden, already showing his strengths at a very young age. Both Oliver and Dimitri have been growing fast.

Berwald finally moved away from Alfred's breast. Chuckling as he gently grabbed the fist of the angry baby. "I understand. You don't want to share." Berwald said, smiling at Alfred who was flushed red.

Berwald swore he could have seen a trail of 'kol's just like Russia did, but Dimitri was an innocent baby. Right? Alfred got off of Berwald and set Dimitri to go back to sleep or play with some toys. Alfred walked back to Berwald and got on his lap, grinding against his love affair. "Now, where were we?" Alfred asked.

Berwald grinned, he pulled Alfred close to him and resumed his attack on the blond's breasts. He moved his hands down the American's sides.

"This will be our little secret" Alfred moaned, feeling his pants grow tighter.

Berwald nodded and pulled Alfred closer to him. He moved his lips from the American breast to his neck. Giving the blond small kisses as he shifted his hips against Alfred's. Making them both moan at the friction.

Alfred moved himself and started sucking on Berwald's neck, leaving a small hickey on the man's pale neck. Alfred stared leaving brighered hickeys on the soft neck.

Berwald groaned as Alfred sucked on his neck. He moved his hands down to the American's bottom and gave it a squeeze before removing the honey blond's pants. While he kissed Alfred's neck and gave the blond hickeys of his own.

Alfred let out low moan as Berwald squeezed his bottom and left the bright red hickeys on his soft neck. "I-I don't think we have time to go all the way" Alfred whispered and then licked the shell of Berwald's ear.

Berwald grunted in response. He brought his fingers to Alfred's mouth and had the blond coat them in his saliva. Then brought them to Alfred's enterance and pushed in and started to stretch the American. Once he was satisfied Alfred was stretched enough he pulled them up and lined his cock with Alfred's enterance. "Ready?" He asked, before pushing in with one motion. Groaning at the tight heat.

"Y-yea," Alfred groaned out as he started to move his hips and grinding against Berwald.

The Swedish man gripped Alfred's hips as he started to move his own hips within the American.

Alfred let out a loud moan and buried his head in the crook of Berwald's neck, trying to muffle out the sound so that he didn't bother his children. "Sweden!" Alfred moaned as he already started to feel a climax coming.

Berwald smiled as he heard his name come from Alfred's lips. He started to thrust deeper into the American. Hitting his prostate dead on.

"AAH!" Alfred scream like an atom bomb just went off in Washington D.C, it even sounded kinda of feminine. Alfred could hold back anything and he released all over the older nation, covering Berwald's chest in his hot semen.

Feeling Alfred tighten around him. Berwald could feel his own release coming. After a few more thrusts he came into the blond.

"B-Berwald...I-I got your shirt... d-dirty" Alfred moaned as he started to remove Berwald's shirt. Alfred licked his fingers that got wet from his own release.

"It's alright. I packed more." Berwald said, watching Alfred lick the semen of his fingers. A blush on the Swede's face.

"I'll get it for you," Alfred said, kissing Berwald's lips and getting off of Berwald's lap. There was a wet popping sound as Berwald's cock was removed from Alfred's bottom. Alfred started pulling up his boxers and his other clothes.

Berwald nodded, pulling his own pants up and allowed Alfred to get him a new shirt.

Alfred went to the back and came back with a clean shirt, stopping to admire his sleeping children; and skipping back to Berwald happily. "Here you go" Alfred said, handing the man his shirt and kissing his lightly on the cheek before he sat down in his seat and buckled up.

Berwald smiled at the kiss and put on the clean shirt before buckling up. He then gently grabbed Alfred's chin and turned his head towards him. He kissed the blond on the lips. "Your adorable"

"And you're handsome" Alfred said, kissing back. The two men started to feel the plane going down, which meant that they were landing in Germany. The captain said something in Swedish, and Alfred did not care to translate it. Alfred could not wait to stretch his legs, see his beloved brothers, introduce Dimitri to the other nations, and pester Italy for some food.

Berwald just smiled at the response. Happy that Alfred found him attractive. He listened to the pilot tell them they were descending and to put on their seat belts as they landed.

A/N

Whoo! Lots of Sweden/American love in this chapter.