author note: a request, the second and final part to Let's Talk. Please read the author's note at the bottom.

Story Two.

Let's Talk P2. Final

England x America

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When England stumbled across the broken nation he was speechless. The scene was horrid, even Britain struggled coming up with the right words to say.

The room had a horrid stench, it smelled like humiliation ( if humiliation had a scent), blood, and sweat. America refused to move, he laid on the floor lip, in a puddle of his own shame. In England's opinion, red and white didn't look too pleasing on the floor. Pulling the country to his feet he let the blond lean against him as he guided the broken man to his room for the night.

Washing him was a chore, but it had to be done. He had to get that stench off of him. England liked it better when America smelled like burgers and Pepsi, not vodka and salt. Placing the large Nation into the bath he soaked him with water and body wash, scrubbing him until he smelled somewhat normal. Trying his best to avoid thinking about it too much, England started to wash the dirty area. He didn't want to touch the mess, but it angered him more than it disgusted him. It wasn't America's fault, this was a result of a sick attempt of domination.

After the bath, Alfred was showered off and dressed in the extra pair of pajamas England brought for himself. He always knew extras were a good thing.

Able to get a quick snack England placed the dish down on the small table, America sat there eying the greasy eatables with his legs together.

A few seconds passed and oddly enough America didn't seem too interested in the fast food. " Come on Alfred, I bought you some chips, you like chips right?" England smiled weakly taking his seat across the other nation. Crossing his legs under the table the green eyes looked at him sadly as he sighed," You never say no to these fatty things."

America shook his head, pushing the plate towards the other country. England grabbed it, picking up a fry he held it in front of the blond's mouth, teasing," Remember how I had to beg you to try these?"He growled, but England paid no mind to it," Then you loved them and begged me to make you more, what happened to that America, hm? I do miss him."

Alfred growled, "He's not here-!" shoving the food item inside America's mouth Britain smiled as the blue eyed man chewed, then swallowed angrily," Hey!"

" Well it seems like he's here. Would he like another one?"

" No just-" another fry was crammed inside his mouth," I said!-" and another," England knock it-!" and another," ARTHUR!" He shouted slamming his fists against the table.

England chuckled in his seat withdrawing his hand," What? I'm just trying to cheer you up, that's all."

" I want that communist bastard dead!" The blond snapped, teeth gritting as he hissed under his breath.

" America-" He was interrupted.

" No just let me talk! Please!" He begged.

England did as requested and closed his mouth. Hands on his lap he sat back against the chair and listened, ready to hear the worst.

America shivered holding onto his sides as he held his legs together, taking a deep breath he started," I-I have never been so humiliated in my whole existence! He smiled the whole time! He said he wanted to teach me a lesson! I didn't even do anything, I was just following orders from my boss!" He sobbed the more he carried on about the topic, his hands covering his eyes as tears traveled down his arms," I needed to learn a lesson he said!" America sounded like a child that was just beaten up after school. This wasn't the normal America, no, this was the voice of a broken man.

Like a hero who had just lost the battle, and it was all Russia's fault.

Lord knows what he went through in that room. England could only guess but he will never know nor did he really want too.

" I bled! He made me bleed Arthur! And he kept smiling, he-he smiled the whole time!"

Arthur sat there, dying for the man across him. His heart sank as the feeling of a firm grip grasped onto his chest. He never felt so horrible, before today. The United Kingdom was starting to blame himself. Why did I allow that bastard to speak? He questioned himself. What that man did, he will never earn my forgiveness.I should have went with him, I shouldn't have left them alone-

" I don't understand!" Alfred broke the man's train of thought.

Hearing the chair Arthur sat in bang against the table America opened his eyes.

His stare widened as England's hand held his cheek. Watching as Arthur stood up from his seat and moved closer. With his free hand on the table he supported himself as he leaned in, only inches away. Placing his lips against the younger country America melted, returning the favor without a second wasted. This made Arthur happy, seeing how his little America liked this, Alfred and Arthur are lovers after all.

England pulled away smiling," You know I would never blame you for anything Alfred, except for giving out stupid suggestions."

Blue eyes looked away blushing," But he did, he said I have no right to meddle with other countries-"

" Unless they insult you", Arthur corrected," there's a reason me and France fight every day." That damn frog.

" Yeah he makes fun of your hair and your cooking."

Arthur nodded," Yes, which makes him meddling."

England stood up, grabbing the blond's hand as he lead him to the large bed that sat in the middle of the room. America made his way onto it first, as he scooted back England crawled onto the covers, smirking as he pressed his lips against America's once more. Pulling the lose pajama bottoms off Alfred, Arthur started to yank at the large shirt, tossing it to the side. America pulled at the man's tie, and his green uniform. Lips still locked England was able to yank it off, along with his dress shirt. Both stood on their knees, balancing on the blankets and each other. England broke away, unbuttoning his bottoms the lower apparel slipped down to his ankles. Leaving the elder country in his boxers.

" I'll deal with Russia myself, only I'm allowed to touch you this way."

" I know", America blushed a dark shade, looking into England's green eyes.

America sat against the bedpost, opening his legs wide as England pumped the Nation's shaft. The blond moaned as he looked away, but England didn't mind at all. Leaning down he kissed the tip and slowly wrapped his lips around the head of the manhood. America gripped onto the United Kingdom's blond locks biting his bottom lip as his lower half started to buck with excitement. England's mouth trailed up and down the younger country's manhood, lips wrapped around the begging member as he continued. His green eyes gazed at America, selfishly proud of his work. Alfred was his and only his, for that fool to abuse him in such a horrible way will never be excused. Putting a curse on the country was the next thing on England's to-do list, right after America of course. Arthur moved his head up, lips rocking the tip of the shaft as America gripped onto the sheets, his finger nails digging into the fabric.

Gasping out Alfred moaned,"Ar-Arthur!" He gritted his teeth as his head flew back. The United Kingdom swallowed the country's essence without hesitation.

He couldn't help but chuckle as he licked the corner of his mouth," Feeling better?"

" Y-yes", Alfred swallowed as he nodded.

England smiled," Good because we're not done yet", licking his fingers he drew circles around the United States' entrance," I won't stop until I make you mine again."

For some reason that line made the younger Nation blush.

Pushing his finger inside the puckered entrance he twisted it about inside, trying to find that special area. With no such luck he slid in another one, like scissors he stretched his partner out, thrusting them inside the pink hole until finally, America gasped. Thumping his index finger against the bundle of nerves Britain watched as the other blond jerked and bucked his hips. America's manhood slowly erecting again once more, ready for another round.

Pulling out his shaft he lined the head of his member the Nation's hole, and with a firm grip on his hips, he slid himself inside. America wrapped his legs around Britain, gritting his teeth as his insides were stretched out by his 'brother's' manhood. Finally all the way inside Arthur kept still, waiting for the signal to proceed. America grunted, still sore from earlier but he didn't want to ruin this. He knew it would get better, he was with England after all.

Looking up the blue eyed man nodded as he braced himself, taking it as an okay Arthur pulled his hips back and plunged himself inside the country's body, grinning at the sexy moans his partner made. America's body jumped and rubbed against the bedding as the grip of his legs tightened, his feet brushing against the Brit's back. Wrapping his hand around Alfred's length he quickened his movement, licking his lips as he watched America's sexy reactions.

Sitting back Britain placed America on his lap, and continued slapping himself against the Nation as he rammed his lips against the other. The Unite States' back bent in as he bounced himself against the smaller man. Moaning and grunting as England continued to thrust his hand up and down, against the younger man's shaft. It twitched as he grazed the head with his thumb, America couldn't hold it," Arthur please, I'm so close!"

England looked at him," It's okay just a little more, I'm close too!" But he had to hold it. England loved finishing together, it was a rule the country established the first time they slept together.

Moving faster England grunted as he gritted his teeth. His head flew back as he released himself inside the smaller countries tunnel. Feeling the man's seed America cried out. His manhood twitched as he too, reached his peak. They held each other tightly, both refusing to move an inch, staying in their embrace.

America leaned against him, panting heavily as he tried to catch his breath.

Looking into each other eyes they smiled, quickly kissing him England asked," How are you feeling?"

America nodded as he leaned his head against the country's shoulder," A lot better", he admitted.

England kissed his forehead," I promise, first thing in the morning I'll put a curse on the bloody wanker."

authors note: request made by guest, please review and fav. have a request of a pairing? let me know~. Next up is Canada and Prussia.