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Shiroikage – England/Singapore/Spain (Lemon, some violence)

He was confused. Well, no, he knew exactly what was going on so he honestly wasn't confused.

He had to act confused.

It was all a part of some kind of game England and Spain had made up. Apparently, it involved him, pirate costumes, ropes, knives and a bed.

Spain stood in front of him, an angry scowl on his face. "¿Dónde está mi oro, puta?"

Singapore frowned and replied, a confused look on his face. "What gold?"

Spain frowned, a nasty look growing in his green eyes. "Mi oro, idiota. ¿dónde está?"

Singapore frowned and sighed. "I dont know where your freaking gold is, idiot!"

Spain smirked and lifted up his hand, bringing it down hard on the smaller nation's face. Tears welled up slightly in his eyes, a worried look in them as he watched the 'pirate' come closer to him. "tal vez tengo que buscar entonces?" he bent down and touched the boy's chest, feeling around for something he could take as a sign of where his gold was hidden.

He got a shudder from Singapore, nothing else. "no está allí ..." he smirked and moved his hand down lower, on top of the hazel eyed man's erection. "tal vez aquí, entonces?" he rubbed on the spot for a bit before taking off the trousers and dipping his hand into the boxers underneath. "A-ahhhh..."

Spain frowned and growled. "no aquí también ..." just as he was about to continue his search the door behind him flew open, a rather flusterd looking England standing in the doorway.

Spain smiled at him and stood up, leaving Singapore tied to the bed. "Ah, mi amigo, maybe you know where I can find my gold? You hid it in the first place, si?"

England frowned at him and grunted, walking in and closing the door. "I have no idea what yer blabbing on about, Spain. There's no treasure in Singapore!" Spain smiled feraly and pointed at the tied up man on the bed. "I know it is there, mi amigo. I saw you hide it. Now tell me, where is my gold."

England huffed and walked over to Singapore, grabbing a knife from his belt and placing the tip gently on his chest. "There is nothing here. See?" he dragged the tip of the knife down to Singapore's stomach, a thin line of blood left in its wake.

England bent down and licked the blood off of his chest and smirked at Spain. "Still dont believe me?" Spain growled at him and stood on the other side of the younger male, his knife firmly clutched in his hand. "hmmm... maybe it's not up here but what about... down here?"

He cut off Singapore's boxers, releasing the semi-hard member.

He gasped as the cold air blew over his erection, a small shiver going down his spine.

Spain grinned evily before shoving one of his fingers roughly into him entrance.

"I wonder..." He thrust the finger in and out at a fast pace, not letting Singapore get used to the feeling. Small tears begun to fall from tightly clentched eyes as he was taken roughly.

'And these are only the fingers...'. Spain soon grew tired of the weak thrusting and flipped him over, grabing his hips and lifting his ass higher.

England smirked at Spain and moved around to the front of Singapore, lifting his head up so that it was level with his crotch.

"You seem so desperate for this gold, Spain... maybe I should help so that you can see that I have NOT hid it here?" Singapore gulped. That was not good.

OOOOO

Eventually, Spain and England stopped (after about five rounds each non-stop) and gave Singapore a break.

He was sprawled out on the bed, limbs sore and backside worse, with cum and a bit of blood dripping down his legs and pooling at the bottom.

Spain sighed and leaned over Singapore, planting a gentel kiss on his forehead. "So, how did you like that, Lionel?" said man smiled wearily, a tired look in his eyes. "O-ok... just w-wish you could g-go lighter on me... basterds..."

England laughed and brushed some hair out of the nation's face. "Well, that's what we were like back then. Bloody times with bloody sex lives. Right, Antonio?" Spain blushed and glared at him, muttering some swears in spanish, causing Lionel to laugh. "O-ok, but next time, I get to top." And with that he fell asleep, missing the worried look England and Spain passed to each other.