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

Sweden with Greece, Switzerland, Mongolia, Germany, Dark!Sweden, Latvia, South Korea, 2P!Italy, Bulgaria, 2P!Russia

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Russia with Germany, Male!Liechtenstien, Mongolia, Estonia, Latvia, Lithuania, Japan

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

A/N: ALRIGHT EVERYONE, MAJOR NOTE! I'M NOT ACCEPTING ANYMORE REQUESTS RIGHT NOW. I'M THINKING OF FINALLY PUTTING THIS AS COMPLETE, BUT I WILL FINISH THE REQUESTS THAT I HAVE POSTED ABOVE. Thank you very much. For further announcement on if I'm really going to complete this or not, I will put another note and the second to the last chappy.

Notes for this chappy!

This has France and Sweden already in a relashionship!

Also translations:

Mon = My (possessive)

Belle = Beautiful (and Beauty)

Séduisant = Alluring, Seductive

Suède = Sweden

And

Jag älskar dig = I love you

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Trapped

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France/Sweden

Sweden made a sleepy noise as soft pressure slowly woke him from his sleep. He slowly exhaled through his nose and shifted away from the feeling, burying his face into warm skin. He inhaled a familiar scent, one that made the name France pop into his mind.

Sweden heard a deep chuckle and felt familiar fingers card through his hair.

"Come now mon Belle, shall I kiss your lips to wake you?" France said, voice affectionate and subtly teasing.

Sweden felt his cheeks automatically warm from France's nickname. He pushed his face harder into France's neck and whispered, "I-idiot…"

"Ah, but still your idiot, non?" France chuckled again, grinning widely now at how cute his Sweden was being, "And I did not hear any refusal~."

Sweden didn't say anything. His cheeks warmed even further as he felt Frances fingers trail down to his chin and tilt his head up. He looked into France's eyes but had to look away. The look France always gave him; –like he was precious and special…- it was always too much for him to take.

"W-where are we?" Sweden asked instead, finally noticing the holed walls boxing them in.

"I'm afraid, mon séduisant Suède~, that I was simply too enchanted by your beautiful sleeping face." France said, practically purring his native language into Sweden's ear before moving until his lips were trailing across Sweden's heated skin to those lips he so adored. He felt Sweden's hitched breath against his mouth and had to grin.

"You know that you fill my senses so completely that I am blind to anything else~" France continued, slowly shifting so he could pull Sweden further onto his lap and wrap his arms around his loves' waist.

"F-France!" Sweden whispered, flustered. His heart was beating quickly but he really should be used to it. France always made his heart speed like a rabbits'. His fingers trembled as he gripped France's coat, subtly pulling the other nation closer, "You take too much delight in…making me like this."

"Like what, my love~?" France teased again, his lips only a few inches from Sweden's. Close enough to breathe each other's air but not enough to kiss. Not yet.

"You know exactly what!" Sweden kept his voice to a whisper though France was speaking normally…though that deep timber in France's voice was present, and that never failed to make Sweden shiver.

"I think I've forgotten, Belle. Care to remind me?" France's eyes darkened with excitement as he spoke. He slowly pushed his hands under Sweden's coat and shirt then brushed his thumb over Sweden's smooth skin. He felt the shiver run through Sweden's body, causing France to have one of his own. He groaned under his breath and pushed his body tightly against Sweden's. He took a moment to lean closer and rub his mouth against Sweden's neck, inhaling Sweden's scent. The glorious sound of Sweden mewling made France swallow back the saliva the pooled in his mouth.

"Making me want you!" Sweden rushed to speak, the feeling of France's stubble scraping his neck was something he could barely handle, "Always making me need you!" he continued.

France groaned lowly and finally tore himself away from Sweden's neck to capture Sweden's lips instead. France gripped Sweden's hips as the other nation nipped and sucked on his lower lip like a temptress. He abruptly pressed Sweden against the box wall, shifting to get better purchase so he could make sure Sweden could feel everything. Then he begged entry into Sweden's mouth, his chest rumbling in pleasure as Sweden granted him access. France pressed his tongue into that sweet cavern, playing those special spots that he long since memorized and loved to relearn.

Sweden moaned and wrapped his arms around France's shoulders. He fought France's tongue but happily surrendered in the end, all too willing to let France do as he pleased with his mouth. When France pulled away, Sweden whimpered softly in reluctance but knew it was necessary. He was already beginning to feel a little lightheaded. Still, it didn't stop him from leaning forward and gently licking France's lips, something that he knew France immensely liked.

"France…" Sweden breathed, his body thrumming and his heart singing, "Jag älskar dig…"

France grinned, his eyes shining as he whispered, "I love you too."

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Australia/Russia

Russia scrunched his nose slightly as he woke from his nap. When did he fall asleep? He made a slightly irritated noise as he tried to move but barely could. Wanting to get out of where ever he was, Russia opened his eyes quickly and blinked at what he saw.

"Whoa! You're awake!" Australia suddenly said, startling Russia briefly.

Russia automatically smiled widely as he felt uneasy. They were in a slightly small box. Or really, it was normal sized but he wasn't the smallest nation…

"Da! Now, why are we here~?" Russia asked, his expression happy but his tone slightly dangerous.

"Whoa…" Australia said again, staring at Russia with slightly wide eyes before he suddenly laughed, startling Russia again, "You're one scary nation!"

Russia almost frowned. If he was so scary…why was Australia laughing…? Was he…laughing at him? The thought made Russia angry, which made him smile wider as his eyes narrowed.

"I bet you're great on Halloween! Oh! Hey, we should put something together on Halloween! We'd have everyone beat!" Australia moved excitedly in the box, making Russia fumble and try to keep himself steady.

Russia stared at Australia, confused before slowly giggling. The giggle grew into full out laughter as the nation honestly amused him.

"I like you!" Russia chirped, "I'll ask Sve if I can keep you!" then with a wide grin, Russia pet Australia's head.

"Oh yeah! That's right, you've been hanging around Sweden! Everyone's been talking about that- Well, not everyone, but a lot of nations! It's hilarious!" Australia said, completely overlooking most of what Russia said. Then he suddenly slumped back.

"And now I'm bored!" He whined, "I've been alone in here for forever! Let's do something fun!"

"Like what?" Russia tilted his head, entertained by the nations' jumping moods.

"Hmm…" Australia took on the thinking man pose and rolled his head around. He made a disgruntled noise and soon rolled his entire torso, "I can't think of anything!" he suddenly burst out with a groan.

Russia giggled again, holding his stomach at the funny feeling inside him. How funny! He really wanted to sure Sweden this odd nation!

"Laughing at my pain eh? We'll see about that!" Australia said and it sounded enough like a threat that Russia's smile got creepy again but then Russia choked on laughter.

"H-Huh-hehe-hahaha!" Russia stuttered in confusion then began laughing hard. He wiggled and writhed, trying to get away from Australia's hands, "W-wha-hahaha! S-Stop! T-Too m-mu-hehehe!"

"Teach you to laugh at me!" Australia grinned, laughing along with Russia's forced laughter.

"B-But I'm s-still l-la-hahaha! Laughing!" Russia said the best he could. He continued to try to wiggle away and grab at Australia's hands.

Australia laughed still, having too much fun as he said, "Details, details!" but then he shifted just as Russia moved a certain way and their lips smacked together. Abruptly, the ceiling above them vanished, making Australia pause.

It was enough of a pause that Russia quickly turned the tables and began tickling Australia, making the other nation burst out laughing as well. Australia promptly forgot about getting out and continued their tickle war.

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