That Curl

Chapter Nine: Prussia/Austria

Disclaimer: I do not own Axis powers: Hetalia.

A/N: In which Austria is given hard-core yaoi hentai. XD

Austria sat, hunched over the thin book in his hands. His face was red and his eyes wide.

His mouth was slightly open, his breathing sharp.

He was in a daze, staring at the detailed page.

Turning a page with his blush increasing, he didn't hear Prussia come in the room.

Prussia hummed happily, arms swinging. Noticing Austria, he snuck up behind him, looking over his shoulder at the book with curiousity.

Prussia's eyes widened at the picture. His face slowly turned into a smirk.

"Hey…Austria." He purred, directly into the nation's ear.

Austria slammed the small book closed, spinning around to face Prussia, his face nervous and red.

"E-eh? What do you want, Prussia?" He asked, wearing an anxious face.

"What are you reading?" Gilbert asked, smirking widely.

"N-Nothing! I got it from Japan!" Austria yelped, hiding it behind his back.

"Seems interesting. Can I see it?" Prussia asked, looking at Austria the way a fox looks at prey.

"No!" Austria yelled, turning on his heels and attempting to run away.

Prussia plucked the book from him and lazily flipped through.

"Oh my Austria, I didn't know you where into this…" He teased, snickering.

"I'm not! Japan gave it to me when I asked what yaoi was!"

Prussia looked confused.

"Whatever." He said, rolling his eyes. "I don't know what yio-eh is, but this is porn."

Austria felt his face burn.

"No, it most certainly is not!"

"Yes, it is." Prussia stated, holding up the book, pages open. Two men were on the page, one doing something unmentionable to the other.

Prussia flipped it over and looked at it, with a considering face.

"Hey, Austria. How flexible are you?"

"Eh? What does that have to do with anything?" Austria asked, puzzled, his flushed face slowly fading to a soft pink.

Prussia smirked, and reached forward slowly.

"Because page 43 about to become a reality." He said, and he kissed Austria soundly.

Austria stiffened, torn between running away and leaning into Gilbert. He decided on the latter, and was rewarded with a twirl the curl on his head.

"Oh…" He breathed, pushing himself closer to Gilbert, threading his hands in Prussia's soft white hair and kissing him deeply.

Prussia almost smirked into the kiss and gently led Austria willingly to the bedroom, still caressing his skin with his cool hands.

A few hours later in the bedroom, Prussia grinned, worn out.

"See? I told you that you where flexible enough!"

A/N: Ahh…Love. Next chapter: either Greece/Japan or Greece/Turkey.