Turkey X Sweden

Requested by Nepeta 33! :)

WARNING: Not-that-explicit smut

There were tissues all over the floor.

But don't get the wrong idea. Those tissues were tear-stained.

A trembling hand picked another tissue from the box that rested on the floor. A sob followed soon as the man wiped away his glassy eyes with the soft material.

Why was he crying?

A breakup.

Berwald rarely did show his emotions, but now he couldn't help himself; he was heartbroken. His body lay on the couch, covered by a warm blanket, and his blonde hair was all messy. All that was missing was the vanilla ice cream and the old love story movies. Oh, the Swede felt like he was dying from the inside.

Tino left him more than a week ago, and yet Berwald still couldn't get over it. It was too hard for him to realise that the shorter blonde was gone, because he had loved him for a so long time. The Swede was immortal, he had amorous feelings towards the Finn for CENTURIES.

But now that was over.

The other Nordics knew that the tall blonde was in a depressive mood, and they sure wanted to cheer him up, but they didn't know how.

"I'll just go and see him!" Matthias yelled. "He ADORES me!"

"If by 'adore' you mean 'everytime we see each other we fight', then just go ahead and visit him." Lukas replied with an annoyed face.

The Dane ignored his best friend and said that he would find a way to make Berwald feel better.

It was nearly 3pm when someone knocked at the Swede's door. The said man was still on the couch, holding a picture of him and Tino from when they went to an amusement park. Berwald honestly didn't want to get up and open the door, but the person knocked again, determined to get him to leave the 'SS Depression', aka the couch. With a sigh, the blonde picked up his glasses from under a cushion and walked towards the door, only wearing a blue pajama bottom.

He slowly opened, and found himself facing Sadiq Adnan, or Turkey.

"Hey pal! I sorta got hired to cheer you up today!" the tanned man shouted with a wide smile as he patted the Swede's bare shoulder.

"Dun need ya h'lp. An'way, who h'red you?" Berwald grunted, brushing the Turk's hand away.

"Your good friend Denmark came to my house this morning to ask for my help! Don't worry, by the end of the day, that breakup thing will be from the past!"

Sadiq entered in the house by slightly pushing the blonde to the left. The dark-haired man took a good look at the entire place, checking every single corner he could reach. Berwald closed the door and crossed his arms, waiting for the Turk to stop watching his stuff like that, since he found it impolite and random. After three minutes or so, the tanned nation jumped on the couch and faked a dramatic expression.

"My, my! I thought you were a cleanliness freak, why is everything so messy in here? Plus, how come there's no empty beer bottles on the floor? You need help with your broken heart! And I know what to do!"

"Wh't is it?" the blonde asked with a pissed tone.

"We'll go get some ice cream! Ice cream is THE remedy for breakups and pregnant women!"

Before Berwald could reply or facepalm himself, the Turk ran upstairs to pick clothes for him. A brown sweater and a pair of jeans later, the pale-eyed man was ready to get out of his house for the first time in days.

"I dun w'nt to!"

"You will eat ice cream wether you want it or not!" Sadiq said while dragging the tall blonde in the street.

Berwald haven't stop glaring at the stubborn Turk while they made their way to the ice cream store. Screw the sweets, he just wanted to have some time alone! The Swede was asking himself if hanging out with Sadiq was actually worse than dealing with Matthias, before he recalled that at least, the tanned nation wasn't trying to convince him to suck his dick.

Well, not yet.

Soon enough, both men were sitting at a small round table, face-to-face, eating ice cream. Sadiq seemed to have fun savoring his frozen treat, unlike Berwald, wich was poking his dessert with a pout.

"Come on buddy, make an effort! Eat it before it melts!"

"Ngh."

The tall blonde frowned deeply but decided to give it a try, so he licked the tip of the cream slowly. The Turk smirked as he watched the other litterally suck his vanilla ice cream cone. He didn't know if it was intentional or not, but for some reason he couldn't look away, he liked seeing the slow and circular motions of the Swede's tongue over the sweet white cream.

"Berwald, do you always eat ice cream in that way...?"

"Hm? Wh't are ya t'lking bout?"

"I'll be honest, if your cone could speak, he'd say 'Dude, Im not a cock, Im just ice cream'!"

Right after he said that, he expected a glare or even a slap from the Swede, but that's not what happened. At the moment, as he stared at the blonde, Sadiq swore that he saw the slightest smile on his lips.

Later that afternoon, they went back to Berwald's home to do something else. The said man didn't want to admit it, but he liked their little visit to the ice cream store. Not for the blowjob joke, but for the dessert. Wow, ice cream DID make people happier! The Swede sat on his couch and began cleaning around the tissues and other stuff. Sadiq sat by his side and took the TV remote.

"As long as Im here, let's watch tv!" he said with a smile as he put an arm around the other's shoulders.

"St'p. Im n't your b'ddy."

"I may not be, but still, what if I put my hand here?"

Berwald saw the smirk on the Turk's face, then he felt something on his lower body. He looked down and realised that his guest was palming his crotch through his clothes. What was going on? The blonde grabbed Sadiq's hand to make him stop.

"ST'P!"

"Awww, but sex is an excellent way to forget about life problems and get into a state of bliss! And besides, your body is a turn on for me."

The dark-haired man's other hand unzipped the Swede's jeans to let appear a tight, black underwear. Berwald released the hand he was holding, and the rubbing sensation on his crotch got rougher, making the blonde arch and pant. Slowly, he put his hand over Sadiq's and guided him in the teasing of his body, and in no time, he was hard. The Swede's mind was all confused and unsure, but the pleasurable feelings flowing through him were just so welcomed. The Turk pulled Berwald closer and started making out with him, letting his slick tongue invade the other's mouth.

"Hmm!" the pale-skinned man moaned into the kiss as Sadiq kept on teasing him.

A little less than four minutes later, both men were naked and laying on the couch, sharing a seering kiss while rubbing themselves against each other. Berwald was on the bottom for the first time since a lot of years, and he was progressively recalling all the pleasure he had back then. The tanned male parted from his partner and smiled down at him.

"I think you're ready to begin, are you?"

"Ja..." the other replied, his cheeks blushing.

Sadiq gripped the blonde's tighs and spread them wide, gaining a better view and access to his partner's private parts. Berwald stared at the dark-haired man as he went between his legs. The Swede shivered when he felt a warm tongue run along the inside of his tigh, near his hard-on. The tall blonde closed his eyes right after the Turk took his member in his hand and let his tongue have a taste of it. Berwald bit his bottom lip to supress any sounds that could've escaped his mouth. Sadiq chuckled and lifted his head.

"I want to hear you moan." the male whispered as he pinched one of the blonde's nipples.

The pale-eyed man arched slightly and emitted a sound between a noisy pant and a moan. With his deep and warm tone, that sound just turned the Turk on even more and made him desire the other harder. The dark-haired man kept on rubbing the Swede's nipple with one hand, while he asked him to open his mouth. Berwald obeyed and let his partner put three fingers inside in order to lube them up. Once they were slick enough, Sadiq pulled them out and placed them in front of the blonde's entrance. And he pushed all of them in at once.

"Ngh!" the Swede gritted his teeth as he felt the fingers slide in him slowly.

He squirmed, slightly in pain due to the fact that he wasn't used to have anything in his ass. The Turk sucked his neck to soothe him a bit as he moved his fingers in and out, stretching and teasing. At some point, he twisted them somewhat roughly, and that's when Berwald finally enjoyed it. He moaned softly as he felt that his sweet spot got touched. Sadiq pressed against his prostate one more time, and earned another sound of pleasure, along with a twitch from the blonde's hips.

"Please..."

"Please what?" the tanned man asked with a laugh.

"Please g't on w'th it..."

Glad to hear the Swede beg for sex, Sadiq pushed him on the floor and went above him, caressing himself. The submissive one pulled him down for a deep kiss as he knew what was coming next. The dark-haired man grabbed the other's tighs and pressed them against his chest, before placing his erection against his stretched entrance.

Berwald hissed when Sadiq entered him with a rough thrust, shooting pain and pleasure through his body. The Turk let out a moan, the pressure around his manhood driving him crazy. It was so tight, even if the blonde have been strech before. The tanned man knew that he should wait for the Swede to get used to the size within him, but he was way too horny and he needed a release. The blonde closed his eyes and tried to forget the pain, when Sadiq started to thrust in and out of him. As needy as he was, the Turk still cared for his partner, so he grabbed him by his hips and angled himself to rub against the other's g-spot. This time Berwald moaned loudly and planted his nails in the dark-haired male's back, a wonderful sensation taking over him.

"A-aaah!"

"Gotcha!" Sadiq joked as he bit his neck playfully.

Within a couple of minutes, the tall blonde was reduced to a moaning mess, due to all the pleasure he was receiving from the rough thrusting and the teasing of his neck. The Turk could clearly see that his partner was close to his climax; his body was sweat-covered, shuddering and his eyes were glazed over. The Swede wanted to bring the other to his orgasm as well, so he placed a hand on the back of Sadiq's head and toyed with that hair curl he got, knowing that it was an erogenous zone to him. The tanned man groaned and sucked the blonde's earlob before whispering in it:

"Cum for me."

That, combined with the overhelming sensation in his stomach, was enough to send Berwald over the edge. The male arched violently as his body suddenly stiffened and he screamed in pleasure, reaching his orgasm. The Turk moaned when his partner's entrance tightened around him, and he came too, spilling his load inside him. He then held himself on his shaky arms for a moment before collapsing to the side to regain his breath and strenght.

"Fuuuuuck, that was good!"

"Ja..."

"And now we should clean that mess you made when you came! Unless..." he thought for a couple a seconds. "...wanna do it again?"

Yeah, by the time they were done, the tissues on the floor didn't only contain tears anymore.