Calling it the Ottoman Empire, but really only consists of Turkey and Greece… Turley was requested by "CherryYume" and Greece was requested by "RedWolf95"- hope you both enjoy!

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Turkey

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England smiles mockingly at Turkey. Turkey grins back- all teeth, he'd be a wolf or some other kind of animal that hunted prey, while his teeth glinted with a promised threat.

"England," Turkey calls and bows mocking to him- England bows back, it's all a charade, a play of sorts- many dance, England won't be joining them, Turkey probably won't they have business to attend. They walk out of the ball room; into a practically empty corridor- it's not completely empty though.

"So I hear you're helping some of my territories fight for independence," Turkey's voice laughs- it sounds deadly.

England folds his arms and leans against the wall; he's not foolish enough to walk out of the sight of others. He grins up at Turkey.

"Of course I promised to help them set up their own countries if they revolted against you," England smiles. "And they were more than happy to agree, Egypt and Sudan really weren't that fond of you were they?" Turkey's fist slams on the wall beside England's face, England laughs about it. "And what does that achieve… Turkey… Your new name doesn't quite suit you, you know? I much preferred Ottoman."

"It's not about what you prefer though is it England?" Turkey sneers. "I may have fallen out of power, but you're slipping up as well, so don't think I'm just another pawn in this game of chess you and France enjoy playing… though I do wonder how much longer you're going to last as a World power."

"For as long as I can," England smiles, he's not deluded into thinking his rule was immortalised- The Boer War showed that to him- this Great War proved it- he just hoped nothing too big happened for a little while.

"But the question right now," England cuts Turkey off quickly. "Is what are YOU going to do? Your Empire is lost to you; you're not that strong I could over power you easily if I wanted to… Do you even have any allies anymore? You know the others mock you behind your back right? Call you the old man of Europe… You're not even completely in Europe are you?"

Turkey's lips smash against England's; it's a confusing few seconds as England's fingers entangle their way into hidden brown locks of hair, as England's back is pushed further into the wall, while Turkey's hands at his waist pull him in closer. Tongues clash together in heated battle and Turkey's white mask scratches slightly against England's nose.

They pull apart grinning.

"You like making everything more complicated than it has to be, don't you England?" Turkey laughs.

"It's fun to see everyone's reactions differ…" England smiles. "Didn't think you'd get over everything I've done through the last years so quickly though… I wouldn't have."

"That's the difference between you and me England, I accept something's were invertible, while you complain endlessly," Turkey grins and England rolls his eyes before they start their usual banter in among kisses and touches.

And it's relaxing compared to the horrendous battles of recent years; different to the usual death… it's familiar. And familiar things comfort them and their "old man" ways, so they enjoy it and hope for the best, after all tomorrow couldn't be too awful right?

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Greece

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Greece kisses behind England's knee; he has England lying down in front of him, his face flushed and trying not to call out for more. Greece smiles lightly and places another kiss on the inside of his knee. His fingers glide lightly against one ankle and the other leg's thigh. He kisses England's knee again.

"Greece," England moans. "Stop… Stop kissing my knee already…"

Greece hums his agreement, but continues kissing England's knee- he doesn't want to rush anything. But he lets a hand drop closer to where England wants to be touched, lets his fingers dance teasing circles into flesh that wants to be touched, felt and loved.

"Greece…" England huffs. "Really… can we do… a little… more…?"

"We can…" Greece mumbles into flesh, but doesn't do more than he already is- he's enjoying England's flushed face, he never really thought England's face could be so adorable, but it is- he almost looks like a cat that was annoyed for being teased for so long.

"Then why AREN'T we?" England grumbles, attempting to glare up at Greece, but he just can't find the energy to move his eyes and eyebrows into a threatening position.

"I'm enjoying the view…" Greece nods his head and places another kiss into England knee.

"Greece!" England pushes himself up onto his elbows, Greece looks into his eyes and blinks slowly as England breathes slowly. "Please…"

Greece leans forwards and captures England's lips, it's slow and teasing. Lips slowly part, slowly enter England's mouth, slowly entwine with England's tongue… It's so slow, but God it feels wonderful. The hand that had been rubbing circles into his ankle slips up to cup his cheek- it's sweet and gentle. It's not that England doesn't enjoy sweet and gentle, it's just he's always been with fiery and passionate Nations and their fast and strong touch may have effected England a little too much over the years.

Greece pulls back slowly and his eyes meet England's.

"It's a royal wedding… Want it to be special," his thumb strokes England's cheek and England smiles at Greece.

"He's not even your Prince anymore…" England mutters.

"He is… just not officially… And I kind of like Phillip…" Greece places a quick and smooth kiss onto England's lips.

England wants to roll his eyes at the slowness, the sweetness- it's not his style, it really isn't, but Greece is just so adorable about he can't help but try and make things more special, more caring- it's really not his style, but he kind of enjoys it…

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Don't… Don't even ask! Turkey's one is based after WW1- lots of crazy stuff have happened to those two over the years- allies for one war, enemies the next. England helping a lot of Turkey's Colonies gain their freedom, the fact that England quite enjoys Turkey's company, they have a unique relationship... Still do till this day actually!

Greece's one is based on the fact that the Queen's husband Phillip was once the Prince of Greece- always wanted to write something about that!

Sorry no time to write more- or check though… like usual!