Warning: Uke! Sweden, Uke!Russia, Seme!Everyone else.

Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia! If I did, Sweden and Russia would be sought after as wives XD

A/N: The box has holes all over it so the nations can see. There is no opening that they can see. Also, if you want certain nation's with Russia or Sweden(or both) just leave the request in a Review!

I'll even do rewrite's with dark versions of the Nation's!

Sweden with Iceland, China, France, Finland(repeat), Greece, Switzerland, Spain(repeat), Mongolia, Germany, Dark!Sweden, Latvia, South Korea,

and

Russia with Male!Ukraine, Finland, Turkey(repeat), Australia, Germany, Male!Liechtenstien, Mongolia, Estonia, Latvia, Lithuania, Japan

and

Double The Seme staring Sweden with Germany and Finland, America and Canada,

and

Both (Sweden and Russia) with Ancient Greece, Germania,

A/N: Alright, after a few days of thought, I'm not going to separate the two. I'll continue as normal with both Russia and Sweden. Another thing though, do you people want me to do another RusSwe chappy?

Notes for this chappy!

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2P!England/Sweden

Sweden tried to shift as he woke but found that he could barely move, it registered quickly that he was in a small boxed area. He made a slight noise of confusion then shuddered as warm air brushed over his cheek. He slowly opened his eyes then almost jolted at what he saw.

"Finally!" The other England said, his two-toned eyes wide and insane.

Sweden yelped, wishing that he could move but he was on his back and England was on top of him. He barely had enough room to shift his legs, which were on either side of England's hips. He glared at England in an effort to protect himself.

"What do you want?" Sweden asked, ignoring how hot his cheeks felt as England leaned down, face mere inches away from his own.

"Why the cold treatment lovely? I've been waiting for you to wake for ages! I didn't even play with your pretty body either!" England said, his voice taking different tones with each word and he give Sweden a 'pity me' look afterwards.

Sweden's heart skipped slightly but he refused to acknowledge it. He turned his head away only for the other England to pull it right back.

"Now now precious. I want to look at your gorgeous face. Don't deny me that pleasure~" England rumbled lightly, grinning lustfully, "I really should congratulate myself on not touching you. You really are temptation~"

"Aren't you with the other me?" Sweden bit out, not being able to stop the slight jealousy in his tone. It was bad enough that his heart skipped with every word England said, but the fact that this England was only saying it because of his counterpart made him feel ill.

"I was." England said, now grinning in pure delight.

"You...were?" Sweden said, his tone now confused as he looked back towards the insane England

"Yes, but I've set my sights on something...someone better~"

Sweden felt his heart squeeze and he forced his head away again, not able to take looking at this England anymore. It hurt, though Sweden expected it. This crazy England was still playing him, even after setting his sights on some other nation. Suddenly, Sweden felt a hand sneak it's way up his shirt and without thinking, Sweden slapped it away.

Sweden froze then his eyes snapped back towards England who was staring down at his hand in surprise. Then, England's expression changed to dangerous in a flash. Sweden gasped as he was shoved back against the ground, England's body pressed harshly against his own.

"So you want it rough love? All you had to do was ask~" England growled lowly, his two-toned eyes darkening.

A rush of shameful arousal filled Sweden. His mouth dried and his heart thumped in his chest. He felt something crawl up his throat and before he could stop himself, he whimpered in want. Sweden froze right after hearing his own embarrassing sound, and he was scared to see England's disgusted reaction. Surely it would be, England was only joking with him after all...right?

England's eyes darkened further and he licked his lips, "Oh...you do like it rough~ naughty naughty..."

"S-stop it! Don't you have your eyes on someone else?!" Sweden quickly bit out, retreating to a hostile temperament.

"I do~, but you should know, I'm looking right at him." England raised his hand and grabbed Sweden's face again, rubbing his thumb over Sweden's lips. He felt Sweden shakily inhale against his thumb and slowly pushed his thumb into Sweden's mouth.

Sweden shivered hard, his hands going up to grip England's coat but not pushing him away. A soft whine left him as he tasted England's thumb on his tongue. His cheeks burned and his mind raced with the new information England had given him.

He was the one England was going for? Not his counterpart? Not anyone else, just...him?

"Oh, you're making me hard gorgeous~" England softly growled, rocking his hips against Sweden to let the other nation feel the truth he was speaking.

Sweden whimpered, his eyes closing as he felt England's hardness against him. It was still embarrassing but it was for him. The hardness he felt from England was because of him. The knowledge made him moan.

England's eyes darkened and he quickly leaned down, attaching his mouth to Sweden's neck. He bit down on Sweden's neck and heard a delicious cry from the blonde under him. He growled lowly and ripped his thumb out of Sweden's mouth and smashed their lips together. He gripped the back of Sweden's head and slightly tilted his head, harshly locking their lips together.

A whine crawled up Sweden's throat as his mouth was practically forced open by England's tongue. Still, he didn't mind and instead, he felt excited. He gripped England's vest and pulled him tighter to him, arching up to feel that hardness again.

"Fuck!" England growled against Sweden's mouth then grinned, "Naughty naughty, Sleeping beauty. You're just begging for me to have you bare and spread aren't you?"

England licked Sweden's lips, staring straight into those jewel like eyes.

"...Yes." Sweden breathed after a moment, "Please, grant me that? Please?"

England swallowed roughly, his body giving a harsh throb. He gripped Sweden hard and harshly ground their groins together.

"Yes..." England growled dangerously, gripping Sweden's jeans to rip them off, "I will make you mine."

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If you want certain nation's with Russia or Sweden just leave the request in a Review!

I'll even do rewrite's with dark versions of the Nation's!