Germania huffed as he gathered up his stuff, looking over with dismay at his bow and full quiver. He had been helping his grandsons with some work, but after being kicked out of the office by the both of them (he never knew his perfect little Germany was so strong!) he had decided to spend the rest of his suddenly free day out on a hunting trip, hoping to get some meat before winter set in. But after not seeing a single thing all day, he decided it would be best just to head home and spend some time with his dear wife. However, just as he was getting his weapon from beside the tree where he had left it, he heard a rustle in some nearby bushes. With his bow and quiver out of reach he started to reach for his knife, but gasped when a familiar looking spear flew at him. And when it hit, getting his shirt (his favorite one, I might add) and trapping him to a tree, his shock turned into anger. At least, until his attacker walked out of the bushes, that's when he realized why the spear looked familiar.

It was his.

His dear wife smirked, hands on her hips as she walked toward him from the bushes, licking her lips as she looked at his surprised face.

"Was?!"

"Guten Tag honig~" she sauntered over, planting a kiss on his parted lips and toying with his leather belt until it came loose, making his pants drop to the ground. Germania jerked away, his normal pissed-but-more-neutral look returning.

"What are you doing?"

"Well you never seem to want to actually listen to me, so I decided the direct approach would be best."

"...what…?"

"I want kids."

"Oh, well, okay, but why this kind of approa-" he cut off with a gasp as she bit his shoulder. "Hey!"

"Ja honig~?" she pulled the spear from his shirt, ripping the cloth away from him before she jerked him to the ground, stripping over him with a seductive smirk on her lips. But Germania was definitely not the kind of guy who could handle a tricky woman, oh no, so the second she was as naked as he was, he knocked her legs out from under her.

It was her turn to gasp as she fell, but he caught her, forcing her onto her knees and holding her arms behind her as he suddenly entered her, making her moan out even before he started moving, smirking when he felt her retaliate, moving her hips against his. He leaned over her, making her chest hit the ground, and started kissing and nipping at her shoulder and neck. The woman only moaned louder, letting him do as he wished. Germania used a hand to turn her face to the side, kissing her softly even as he felt her tense up. She bit down on his lip as she hit her climax, breaking away from him to let a monster of a moan rip from her throat as he hit his own end. The woman gasped for air as she collapsed in front of him, making him chuckle as pulled out. He dressed them both quickly, getting his gear situated before he lifted her gently into his arms.

"Don't worry honig, I'll get you home."

~Extended Ending~

"So, Opa, if you and her have kids, what'll they be to us?"

"Well you could call them Aunt or Uncle but-"

"Germania you braid wearing prick get in here!"

"Keseseseses, uh-oh~"

"Schiesse…"