At the sound of Belarus's angry voice, all countries froze into place. It was as if one were to move, he or she would die a horrible bloody death. She slowly walked towards the new couple shooting death from every fibre of her being.

"A-ah…B-Belarus…" Russia stuttered nervously trying to think of something to say to keep his sister's obsessive rage away from himself.

"Speak not, brother." She interrupted, "I know you were forcefully dragged into this mess."

Russia's sudden nervousness left and he smiled at the small American clinging to him. "Looks like you're screwed, da." He chuckled.

America was desperate, "I-if you don't help me, I'll stab at your heart with my nails!" He whispered and shoved his hand in his pocket to prove his seriousness. "N-now do something!"

Russia looked at America and then his sister repetitively until he came to a conclusion.

"Stop Belarus." Russia ordered firmly just before his sister got in killing range. Belarus stopped puzzled as she observed her brother wrap his arms around America's waist and hold him closely, "I-I l-love—" Russia paused for a moment due to gagging and received and flick on the forehead for doing so, "I love him…"

"I didn't know Russia was capable of loving…" a whisper emerged followed by many.

America sighed in relief and calmed down.

"Brother…" Belarus mumbled, "Is that true?"

"Yes." Russia gagged immediately after.

"Would you stop that!" America hit Russia.

Germany took a step forward and cleared his throat, "Look, I'm happy – I guess – for the both of you but you both need to leave. You aren't permitted in the World meetings for a disclosed amount of time."

"Alright, we'll leave." Russia proceeded quickly to say dragging America away before the latter could progress to complain.

Russia crashed down on the sofa face first while America sat next to him, on the space left.

"Let's have sex."

Russia choke on spit and sat p quickly. "W-what are you saying! Did someone drug you or something?"

"No, I just want to have sex." America simply stated, "Besides, the readers haven't seen us get it on since chapter 5."

"What the hell are you talking about?" Russia hissed.

"Never mind, I don't even know either." America shook his head, "Just have sex with me."

"No!" Russia growled, "It hasn't even been three months! And you don't even like me!"

"Hey! You're my boyfriend! And as my boyfriend it's your duty to pleasure me!" America argued.

"My duty?"

"Yes, your duty."

"Duty?"

"Duty."

"You're stupid." Russia concluded laying back down on the sofa and reaching for the remote.

"Not so fast!" America stopped him by jumping on his stomach. "You're doing as I say, remember? I'm the master!"

"You're doing a shitty job!" Russia retorted annoyed.

From his pocket, America pulled out Russia's heart and waved it. "Do I have to kiss it to get my way?" He threatened.

"Probably." Russia answered un-amused.

America slowly brought the heart to his mouth giving Russia time to think it through. Finally, Russia caved.

"Fine, fine." He grumbled annoyed by America getting his way.

America smirked, "Yay!"

Russia sat up having America slip to his lap during the process. The Russia placed his arms on America's waist and brought him closer and just as he was about to kiss him, America stopped everything.

"Wait!"

"For what!" Russia whined annoyed. "Do you want the sex or not!"

"I do," America replied, "I just want to try something."

"Try what?"

America rested the heart on his lips and licked it resulting in Russia covering his mouth as a moaned escaped.

Russia glared at the American, "What the hell are you doing!"

"Well you liked it right?" America asked.

"Yea but that's besides the point—"

"I'm just trying to be sexy! You know, adding a bit of foreplay!"

"How the hell is this being sexy or adding foreplay!" Russia hissed, "It's disturbing more than anything."

America pouted and squeezed the throbbing heart in his hands. "Will you stop complaining!"

"No! You're fucking using me for sex! I have no choice to obey since you'll keep squeezing my heart until I bend myself to your will!" Russia barked.

America tightened his grip, "Then listen to me and stop complaining!"

"Fine! Just let go!" The Russian managed to choke out.

America loosened his grip and placed the heart back in the pocket. Russia couldn't help but think about how bad of a place that was to keep a precious organ such as a heart, nevertheless he let it be.

The Russian resumed the position he had taken before the heart licking fiasco and leaned closer to America, their lips brushing. America blushed heavily as his heart began to flutter and wonder why this part was suddenly a necessity in their fucking.

"Can I…?" Russia asked, "Or do I will I be interrupted stupidly again?"

"You're stupid…"

Russia proceeded to close the gap between themselves and slide his hands a little lower than America's waist. Surprised by the new position Russia's hands found, he gasped allowing the taller man's tongue to slip in and deepen the kiss. The blond American began moaning in the kiss as his partner began rubbing their crotches together creating an enjoyable friction.

In need of air, America broke the kiss panting heavily and hid his face in the crook of Russia's neck as he clutched his shirt.

"Why did I want to do this again?" America asked.

Russia smirked, "Don't ask me, I don't understand how your brain works the least bit."

"Hnn…You're horrible…"

Russia laughed and began unbuttoning America's pants causing him to squeak in surprise, "Are you always going to insult me like this when we have sex?"

"H-hey wait!" America squeaked stopping Russia from going any further.

"You wanted sex, you're getting sex." The Russian explained simply.

"B-but I don't want to anymore…"

"That's not my problem."

Once having unzipped America's pants, Russia proceeded to pull them down along with the superhero boxers revealing the fully erected member. Russia smiled widely and gently grabbed the excited organ to massage it pleasurably. Sure enough, America enjoyed himself regardless of the fact that he didn't want to take part in the sexual activity he had provoked. The blond American tightened his grip on Russia's shirt as he moaned and leaned in to his touch.

Suddenly, Russia stopped all movements receiving a plaintive whine. "I want you to do it yourself."

"What!" America shrieked, "No way! That's too embarrassing! Besides, I'm the master and you do as I say! Not the other way around!"

"I'm doing as you say by pleasuring you sexually before intercourse." Russia reminded victoriously, "You wanted sexy and foreplay, well this counts as it."

"Yea but it's not sexy for me!" The American argued.

"Its title still doesn't change."

There was a moment of silence marking the victory of the debate for Russia.

Slowly and shakily, America lowered his hands to his erection and started to pump. Russia's eyes were glued on America's entire body; however, he enjoyed the delicious facial expressions of lust and ecstasy made by America as he pleasure himself.

"Mm! D-don't stare at me…ah!" America ordered burying his face in Russia's chest.

Russia, again, smirked and began fiddling with other parts of America's body. He slipped a gloved hand under America's shirt pinching an erected nipple causing a moan and plea to stop to pass the blond man's lips. His other hand slipped in the back of the uke's pants and began massaging the wanting entrance.

America moaned loudly and stood on his knees giving better access to the area to Russia. Just then, the Russian began probing the entrance for necessary preparations.

"Ngh! N-no good!" America groaned leaning further on Russia, "I-I'm going to –"

Russia quickly pulled his hands away from America's body and grabbed the latter's wrists. The next thing poor, confused America knew was that he was laying his back on the sofa, his hands pinned above his head and a rather lustful looking Russian laid atop of him.

"W-what…?" America managed to form.

Russia didn't answer the vague question and pulled out a small rubber-band from his pocket with the hand he wasn't using to keep the American in place. He tied the rubber-band under the head of America's erection to keep him from cumming.

"Ack!" America squeaked once the elastic was slapped into place, "What the hell do you think you're doing!"

"Having fun sex." Russia replied undoing his own pants to release his throbbing manhood.

"Fun sex?" America repeated, "There's nothing fun about this you dick!"

"Just shut up."

Without further ado, Russia pushed his member inside America's poorly prepared opening causing him to scream out in pain.

"Oww! You're tearing me in half!" He cried, "Stop it! Stop it right now!"

Nevertheless, Russia didn't obey and commenced thrusting gently to and fro America's entrance giving him some time to adjust to his size. Once America's pained whimpers ceased, Russia began thrusting harder gradually to the point where he was pounding in the American's tight ass.

"Ahnn! Ah! R-Russia-ah!" America pleaded through screams of pleasure, "Let me! Mmhm! Please!"

"Let you what, da?" The Russian grunted.

"Cum! Haa! Ha! Nngh! Please!" America started thrusting his hips forward to encourage Russia to remove the elastic. "I need to so bad! Hnn! I-it hurts!"

Russia smiled and kissed America greedily and sloppily as he began pumping the throbbing, cum leaking manhood. America's moans increased ten fold into Russia's mouth until he managed to tear away.

"Nooo! Ahn! S-stop iiit!" America begged, "I-I can't take it! Ahh! Take it off!"

Russia refused to comply until he felt himself almost reach his climax. Moments away from spilling his seeds, he removed the elastic and the two came together.

There was a moment of almost silence polluted by heavy panting and dying moans as the two rode off the ecstasy.

"Y-you're horrible!" America panted.

Russia laughed, "And I'm not nearly done."

Time had had no notion, it felt as if moments ago the sun was bright and in dominance of the clear blue sky but it was now dark and the moon was ruling the skies. America was lying on his stomach, exhausted, and Russia was sitting next to the couch, on the ground, catching his breath.

Lazily, the American turned his head to his sex buddy, "I can't feel my butt." He commented.

"You wanted sex, I gave you sex." Russia repeated.

"Can you even call that sex!" America whined leaning on his arms, "It was so much more beastly, lustful and…and…greedy!"

"I take it you enjoyed it?"

"…yes…"

"Then shut up." Russia concluded.

"I'm the master!" America reminded hitting the Russian on the head. "And as master I declare that you must bring me on our first date tomorrow! Not to mention pay for everything!"

Right, so, these two new chapters started out a little serious with the Great Depression reference and blah blah blah but got a little more 'comical' at around the end.

Now for those who didn't know, this story started out for me as an excuse to write smutt (which it still is) but then it progressed to something a little bigger which happened without me noticing...

You guys ready for this?

This story...ACTUALLY DEVELOPED A PLOT!

WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAATTTTTT?

Ikr, but anyways, this story is going to have a happy ending for RusAme, I mean, I don't see how I can make it a sad ending or whatever but anyways, there's going to be a shitload of smutt (because its true purpose still remains) but will also demonstrate the development of Russia and America's relationship, of course, not without its troubles. I mean, Belarus is going to interfere because she's so obsessed with her bro, and a bunch of other shanannigans like that...

So, all in all, the story developed a plot (to everyone's shock) and there'll be more to come in due time xP If you enjoy my stories and are waiting for me to release more chapters you can check out my most popular ones (by which I mean the ones I prefer working on) such as:

World War III (centering on AmeCan but also mention of RusCan) - if you're a sadist, you'll enjoy this, if you have a sensitive heart, you might not enjoy it but, eh, give it a shot?

or

Detective Bonnefoy (centering on FrUk and mention of France x Jeanne (Joan)) - this was inspired by Edgar Allan Poe, Shutter Island, Sherlock Holmes and a bunch of other detective related crap...I guess it's mystery/comedy/smutt/tragedy, all and all, I'm having a blast writing it xP

SEE YOU NEXT CHAPTER!