England flopped onto his bed, letting out an exasperated sigh.
"What will happen to America if I don't go...?" he mumbled and looked at a digital clock on the night stand.
It read five thirty. 'Half and hour till i can't stop anything...' he thought, getting even more worried. England slowly propped himself up on one arm. 'If I go I can surely stop Russia from doing anything bad to him...'
"God damn it!" he growled and sat up straight. He easily threw off his coat and kicked off his shoes. "Why is this such a hard thing to choose!?" he threw up his arms and plopped down onto his back.
'I should go... I really should go...' A voice in the back of his mind urged, 'this will be the only time you will ever get a chance to have him.' England nodded at the thought. He would be able to have a one time with America and he could use this against Russia if he ever tried something...
"Gah! I'll go!" he announced and grabbed his phone that lay on the night stand. England clicked a small button and the screen lit up. He slowly clicked on his contacts and scrolled down to Russia.
England took in a deep breath and pressed the call button. It only rang two times before the Russian picked up.
"I thought you would never call. So have you decided?" Ivan asked. England sucked in a breath. 'No going back now.'
"I'll do it, but this better not be anything bad!" England growled. Russia chuckled.
"It depends on what you think bad is."
"Please, don't explain it to me. I said I'll do it." England huffed.
"What room are you in?" England paused.
"300... Why do you ask?" Arthur asked, suspicion coating his voice.
"Good." that is all the Russian said before hanging up. ENgland's eyes widened. Ivan was bringing America here!
"No,no,no,no,no! He can't bring America here!" England yelled and threw his phone into the nearest wall, sadly it didn't break. As if on cue, there was a knock on the door. England hopped off the bed and stomped over to the door.
"I hear you in there Arthur," Ivan chuckled. Arthur threw open the door.
"Why did you-" England was cut off as Russia put his big hand on the Englishman's mouth. Ivan slowly walked in, causing England to back up with every step. Arthur grabbed Ivan's hand and threw it to the side. Then something caught his eye. "Where is..."
"America? Oh, I lied about that."
"WHAT!? You bastard!" England screeched before quickly turning around to look for the nearest thing to cause blunt force trauma.
"Wrong move little England," Ivan whispered, suddenly close the England. Arthur was about to swing his arm around but Russia grabbed both his wrists and pinned them behind his back. Somehow the Russian tied a blindfold over his eyes with the free hand.
"W-What the hell!? Let go of me you creep!" England yelled. Russia let out a small growl of annoyance.
"You should be more obedient, Arthur. Right now, You are under my control," and with that, something was strapped around his mouth. England squirmed under the Russian, but it was useless. "Arthur. Stay still!" Russi commanded and England froze.
Russia smirked and easily discarded all of England's clothes within a minute. The England felt something being tied around his wrists.
"Mmh mph!" he tried to protest and pull his arms apart but it was too late, his wrists were bound.
"Now England, you must be on your best behavior," Russia instructed. 'What is he talking about...' England wondered. "If you are bad, I'll have to do something that I really don't want to do." England huffed and pulled on his wrists, trying to get the binds to break. Russia let out a very fake sounding sigh of shock. "You are just acting like I'm going to do something very bad to you."
'Because you are!' England screamed in his head. He hated how he had believed Russia so easily.
"Hmm...It seems that it is almost time..." Ivan sighed, actual disappointment in his voice. Two big arms picked up the small Englishman and England felt himself getting carried off somewhere. After about four or five brooding seconds Arthur felt Ivan throw him. The Englishman's body stiffened and braced for impact, but he met the fluffy covers of the bed. "Now England, I'll be right back so don't go anywhere."
The sound of a door closing alerted ENgland that Russia had left. A very loud knocking on the front door could be heard from the bedroom.
"Ah, hello! You took very little time getting here, da?" Russia asked. Arthur strained to here who he was talking to.
"Well, I was worried you'd do something!" England stiffened at the voice. He knew it very well. It was the voice of someone he couldn't have.
America.
"I wouldn't have done anything, we did make a deal, da? Though it would have been nice to have him alone..." Russia chuckled.
"No way! You would hurt him!" America protested. "Now where is he?"
"Hold your horses America. Shouldn't we talk for a bit before we get to it?" Russia asked.
'Get to what?' England wondered.
"No. I do not want to be in your presence longer than I have to you commie."
"Now now, no need for name calling. He's in the bedroom," Russia chuckled and the sound of Ivan's boots walking towards the door reached Arthur's ears.
"Arthur!" Alfred yelled as the door slammed open. England looked to where the sound had come from.
"Calm down, he's fine. Now I think we should start, da?" America made a small sound of annoyance.
"Fine, but I am not letting him be blindfolded or gaged," Alfred growled. Russia laughed, sending a shiver up England's spine.
"I will only allow the gag to come off. He will be more sensitive with the blindfold on."
"Fine!" America huffed and untied the gag.
"W-What the hell are you two planning!?" Arthur yelled the moment his mouth was free.
"You see, there was a reason I gagged him," Russia commented.
"England..." America sighed before pressing his lips to the Brit's. England gasped and America shoved his tongue into Arthur's mouth, exploring the wet cavern. Russia let out a small growl. As soon as the kiss has started it was stopped.
"You don't get to hog him for yourself."
"But he seems to like me more," Alfred smirked. A heavy weight settled behind him. 'That must be Russia...'
"It doesn't matter who he likes more, we made a deal and you have to keep your end."
"I know, I know" Alfred sighed.
"W-what are you guys talking about? What deal?" England stuttered out. Two large hand wrapped around his waist.
"Hey! Hands off," America growled, "I get the first go."
"W-What are you two-" again, America pressed his lips to the Englishman's, Alfred's tongue easily gaining access to the inside of his mouth.
"Well if you must know. Me and America have always wanted you, so i gave him the same deal as I gave you. He jumped on the idea much quicker than you did," Russia whispered in Arthur's ear, giving it a harsh nip when the words were done. England let out a small gasp and America pulled away.
"I did not jump on the idea! It took me a while to decide!" Alfred protested.
"S-So you t-tricked me?" England asked, panting heavily from the heated kiss. A lrg hand turned the Brit's head close to Russia's.
"Yes," Russia chuckled before easily crushing his lips the the Brit's, forcefully thrusting his tongue into the Englishman's wet cavern. America made a small noise.
"You can't hog him either!" the American growled. Russia broke the kiss and smirked.
"But he seems to like me as much as you," the Russian laughed.
"Fine! The I'll hog something else!" America sneered and England stiffened. The American's large hand engulfed his half hard erection.
"Ah!" Arthur gasped and Russia pressed their lips together again, the Russian's free hand tweaking one of the other males nipples. America grumbled and squeezed Arthur's erection.
"You should really release his mouth. I want to hear the noises." Russia sighed and released England's mouth.
"But I want to ravage his mouth, so you will have to deal, da?"