In New Spain's dream world:
New Spain was sitting down in a field of dahlias she bent over to smell their sweet fragrance that filled her nostrils. She began to walk along a path so as to not step on any one of these beautiful flowers that surrounded her. Then she turned her head to the side and she began to watch a swarm of monarch butterflies flutter past her. She quickly reached out her hand to one of them and saw as how it flew toward her hand and rested its wings, and with another hand she touched its delicate wings.
"They are quite beautiful, are they not, New Spain?" Canada asked.
New Spain quickly turned around startled to hear his voice. She hadn't seen him since about three days ago. She allowed the butterfly to fly away from her, and she began to run to where Canada was standing. She quickly kissed Canada with as much love and affection she could muster. When the kiss was over New Spain's eyes were filled with tears.
"Te amo, yo te amo a ti, Canadá (I love you, I love you, Canada)," New Spain sobbed.
"I know you do, New Spain," Canada soothed wrapping his arms around her.
"Yo quiero estar contigo, pero los que nos encontraron y nos presentaron, nos quieren separar. (I want to be with you, but the ones that found us and introduced use to one another, want to keep us apart.) ¡¿Porque no quieren dejarnos en paz? (Why won't they leave us alone?)" New Spain cried.
"It's because we belong to them," Canada reasoned.
"Will you fight for me?" New Spain asked looking up into his violet-blue eyes.
"Wel-l about that, you see, N-new Spain, Spain is just a lot stronger than I am, heh heh heh," Canada nervously laughed.
"So what? I would fight for you, but now that I think about it that would turn me into a damsel in distress, and you my knight in shining armor. I just don't like that idea, if we fight, we fight together. If you die, I die with you. If you were my knight in shining armor, you would end up dying in my arms. Now where would that leave me? Alone without you by my side, no thanks," New Spain calculated looking at Canada's chest.
"Ch't'aime, New Spain, do you love me back?" Canada blushed.
New Spain looked up and gave Canada a small peck on the lips. Canada's cheeks turned a bright pink.
"I don't know does that answer your question, mi cielo, (my heaven)?" New Spain asked.
"I remember a while back you were the one that took my first kiss," Canada blushed trying to avoid eye contact.
"I know and that was also my first kiss too," New Spain confessed.
Canada quickly let New Spain go and sunk to his knees. He felt his heart go sixty beats per second.
"Canada, dear, why are you sleeping on the floor?" England's voice echoed throughout the fields.
"I should get going," Canada mumbled.
"Nueva Espana, despierta ya estamos aqui," Spain's voice resounded throughout the land.
"Yo también," New Spain groaned, "until tonight?"
"Oui, until tonigh," Canada agreed.
New Spain was slowly waking up to find herself once again in the carriage that was carrying taking both her and Spain to meet Holy Rome. She looked outside her window and saw a lovely cathedral. Spain was the first one down and he offers his arms to New Spain. She unwillingly took them, and got out of the carriage herself.
"Well, look who just decided to show up an hour late?" Holy Rome fumed.
"Oh come now, we are just five seconds late," Spain argued.
"Don't you think I have other things to worry about? You do realize it's almost Christmas?" Holy Rome asked.
"I was wondering if we could marry in February?" Spain asked.
"That's about two months from now?" Holy Rome asked.
"Yes, the sooner the better," New Spain answered. 'I just want to get this nightmare over with,' New Spain thought.
"I guess I can marry you two on the first of February, would that be alright?" Holy Rome asked.
"That would be perfect," Spain agreed.
"You two both realize that marriage is a very serious matter and should be taken quite serious?" Holy Rome asked sternly.
"Of course we know that. Right, New Spain?" Spain asked with a warning that once again only she could detect.
"That is correct, mi amor," New Spain lied.
"Then it's settled you two will both be married on the first of February," Holy Rome settled, "Now if you will follow me, I need you two to fill out some paper work."
After what seemed hours of paper work, both New Spain and Spain left feeling rather tired. Once they arrived home after about another hour ride New Spain was the first one out of the carriage and decided to walk towards the back door and into the kitchen. She had a feeling that she was needed there.
"Where do you think you are going?" Spain asked.
"I thought I would be needed in the kitchen," New Spain replied.
"New Spain, it's time for our siesta," Spain teased walking up to her and carrying her to his room bridal style.
"I must weigh a ton," New Spain blushed trying to cover her face.
"Now why would you say that? To me you feel as light as a feather," Spain soothed.
Five minutes later they were both in Spain's bedroom. Spain gently place New Spain on his bed and went to lock the room. New Spain felt both scared and nervous being in his bed after what both Cuba and France told her what would happen when both she and Spain where alone. She watched in horror as Spain began to take off his own article of clothing and was now almost naked save for the underwear. He quickly turned around to look at her.
"New Spain, you are not going to take your clothes off? I mean I doubt its comfortable sleeping in such heavy clothes," Spain reasoned.
New Spain tried to undo the lace from her back but no matter how hard she tried she just couldn't reach.
"Can you please help me, Spain?" New Spain asked with a flushed face.
"Come here," Spain ordered. He slowly began to undo the lace of New Spain's dress and then gently pulled her arms out of the dress allowing it to form a pull around her. Spain also began to undo New Spain's hair and allowed it to fall all the way down to her waist. Then his hands moved to her corset and began to undo it. The more clothes Spain stripped New Spain of the barer she felt.
"Face me," Spain growled. New Spain quickly obeyed and she looked deep into Spain's eyes and within them she saw something that she had never seen before. It must have been an animalistic hunger, she wanted to step away from him but he hand his arms around her. He quickly kissed her, but New Spain kept her mouth shut. He bite her lips causing New Spain to gasp, Spain took this opportunity and inserted his tongue into her mouth. New Spain tried to use her own tongue to push him out without realizing that she was not within the cavern of his own mouth. Then it hit her Spain had brought her here to have sex.
New Spain began to try and push him away from her. Only to have Spain pull her towards himself, the kiss ended once Spain thought they needed air. He began to push to the bed and pinned her down, but by then New Spain no longer hand the strength to push him off. New Spain felt Spain take off her both her undergarments and throw them to the side. Then he took off his own underwear and took New Spain's hand in his forcing her to touch his vital regions.
"Feel that, New Spain, feel how hard I have become," Spain groaned.
"Is this where my babies will come from?" New Spain asked.
"Si, Amor, de aqui vendran vuestros hijos, (Yes, Love, our children will come from here)," Spain moaned.
Spain began to move New Spain's hand up and down his shaft. As soon as he thought New Spain had gotten the rhythm he removed his hand, but to his surprise New Spain did not continue to move her hand.
"Don't stop moving your hands," Spain groaned.
New Spain took her other hand and clapped both hands around Spain's erect member and continued to do as Spain had instructed her. Then she felt his member tense up and a warm sticky substance hit her face.
"Lick it off your face, New Spain," Spain ordered.
New Spain took out her tongue and licked the substance clean from where her tongue could reach. Spain swiped the rest of it off her face and placed his finger in front of her mouth. New Spain looked up at him and saw his eyes tell her: 'Well, go on, I am waiting.' New Spain opened her mouth and sucked Spain's finger clean of the bitter substance. He gently begins to push New Spain down and moves the bed sheets to the side. He gently kisses New Spain and begins to leave a trail of warm kisses starting at her breast all the way down to her vital regions. He begins to feel New Spain begin to clamp her legs shut so he forces them open, he licks her sensitive bud. New Spain gasps and quickly places both her hands on her mouth to prevent her from making any noises. After a few seconds of lapping virgin core Spain noticed that no noises were coming out of his lover, he stops and looks up to see New Spain's flushed face and her mouth being covering her mouth.
"Don't cover your mouth, Amor, I want to hear the sweet noises you make," Spain cooed.
New Spain unwillingly did as she was told. Spain continued to do as he had been doing earlier, and was pleased by the sounds that came out of New Spain.
He could feel her shivering and then felt her core tighten up and as a warm liquid pour out of her.
'This is so gross. I don't want to do this, please stop, Spain, no more, no more,' New Spain thought in horror.
"…more," New Spain moaned.
"I know you want more, and it's a good thing you came," Spain moaned he grabbed the sheets and pulled them on top of them. He kissed New Spain's lips. New Spain felt something entering her.
"This is going to hurt, but bear with me," Spain soothed. Spain slowly began to enter her and New Spain quickly wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him closer to him in order to bite his left shoulder blade. Spain groaned with pleasure, he was now completely inside of his beloved New Spain. New Spain on the other hand had her eyes filled with tears. After a while the pain that was in between her legs was replaced with pleasure.
"Move," New Spain ordered.
Spain began to move within her, first at a slow pace.
'No, that isn't me! I am somewhere else, I am in my own room taking my siesta,' New Spain thought to herself.
"Aah Faster aah Spain mmhaa faster," New Spain moaned.
'No, no, no that girl having sex with Spain and looking him in the eye is not me,' New Spain's mind denied.
"Do you love me, New Spain?" Spain asked.
"Yes, yes, Spain, I love you," New Spain moaned kissing Spain passionately.
Spain moved his hands to New Spain breast and gave them a tight squeeze, when he felt how tight New Spain would get he began to lap at her tits.
After what seemed an hour, Spain pulled out and New Spain felt blood along with another odd substance leak out of her.
"With that you become mine now and forever," Spain sighed pulling New Spain on top of him so that she could sleep listening to his heartbeat.
"What do you mean?" New Spain asked.
Spain smiled and looked her in the eyes before kissing her.
"Amor, my sperm are right now as we speak searching for your egg. You do know what that means right?" Spain asked smiling down at her.
"There is a strong probability that I am going to be pregnant aren't I?" New Spain asked.
"Si, Amor, pude ser que vamos a ser papas," Spain replied.
After the Siesta was over, New Spain made sure to wake up before anyone else did. She put back her cloths on and ran as fast as she could to her room and took a bath, and strained to get herself clean of Spain's scent.
Once her bath was finished she dried herself up and wore put her uniform on and went outside and began to pick vegetables. She tried to forget everything that had happened about two hours ago.
"How will I face him?" New Spain sadly thought looking down at her necklace. Then tears began to pour out of her eyes.
"Ojos bonitos, why are you crying?" Otiro asked.
"Otiro, I wasn't crying," New Spain sobbed trying to dry her eyes.
"You think you are going to lie to me, New Spain, tell me for how long have we known each other?" Otiro asked.
"For nine years," New Spain replied.
"Exactly now tell me, why were you crying?" Otiro demanded.
New Spain cried even louder and told him everything. She told him about the proposal, about how she was in love with Canada, Quetzalcoatl, and even about what had just happened.
"That bastard! I'LL KILL HIM! WHERE IS HE?" Otiro fumed.
"In his room," New Spain sobbed.
And with that Otiro disappeared and reappeared ten minutes later with bruised knuckles and a grin on his face. New Spain didn't ask what had just happened, since something inside her head told her. Otiro had gotten inside the house, went inside Spain's room and began to beat the sleeping figure senseless. Spain didn't know how to defend himself so all he could do was watch in horror as how a stranger would hit him mercilessly. Otiro didn't stop until he felt his knuckles bruised up, he got off from on top of the figure and began to walk towards the door. Otiro looked back to see Spain with a bleeding lip, broken nose, a broken wrist and probably a broken rib or two.