Chapter Ten: Confessions
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"You bastard!" Connecticut waltzed into the room.
The coffee-sipping-Massachusetts looked up in confusion. "What?"
Clyde slammed his hands on the other's desk, "Don't give me that shit! How heartless can you be; how in the world could you be such a wanton bastard; well, Adam?"
Adam Bay looked at his angry younger brother. Clyde was wearing a white collar shirt, a blue tie that matched his eyes, black jeans, and his hair was an absolute mess. "Clyde, I thought you got over Colorado and were happy with Delaware."
Connecticut groaned, "We aren't a couple, for the last time! Delaware and I are trying to get the people we love jealous and that didn't work."
Massachusetts laughed, "You guys are so adorable! And if you guys were smart, then you would have Amber in you arms and Delaware happily loving his lovely New York." Adam paused, "And by the way, I'm gay."
"What?"
"Why else would I be the first state to legalize same-sex-marriages? And I thought you were too when you added it to your laws."
"Aunt Elizaveta forced America to convincing me," Clyde said in his defense, "That Hungarian woman makes people shit bricks."
Again, Adam laughed, "Okay, can you leave? I have to go fuck my cute little New Hampshire boy."
"You're sleeping with Granite?" Clyde used New Hampshire's last name, "Delaware's in love with Empire (New York's last name)! This world is so messed up! "
"Yeah," Adams rolled his eyes, "If you're looking for you crush, then she went down to Pennsylvania. I think she wants him to run her off a newspaper."
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Alfred walked the stone path ways that he strangely knew it by heart. The fifth stone was the one that creaked the most. The last stone was the most rectangular shaped. The first stone was the one with the garden gnome that wore the pink hat and the bikini. There was once a question about how owner of the unusual gnome got it. That question turned into a conversation that America never will forget (Some how to the end of it, France was there, naked and drunk).
America stopped at the door. It was the same oak that America had cut down when he was still a colony. He marveled at its beauty for a moment and then looked at the golden knocker. It was a lion like the national emblem. Alfred touch the knocker, but refrained himself from using it.
"What's wrong with you Jones?" Alfred whispered to himself, "It's just a confession. He likes you and you like him. There's nothing wrong with that. It's okay to be gay. Your states are legalizing same-sex marriage by twenty-ten (2010). This is just natural for any people who love each other… why the hell are you so nervous Jones?!"
The door, at that very same moment was opened by not Arthur, but by Hungary. She smiled brightly and grabbed Alfred's arm, "Good!" She exclaimed, "You're here on your own free will! Please, come this way~!"
The happy female basically dragged the American to a video room. America saw England tied to a chair and had tape across his mouth. He seemed to be struggling and continued even more when he saw America. Elizaveta forced America into the other seat that was placed next to Arthur's. She dimmed the lights and smiled.
"Okay, Xiao-kun!" Elizaveta shouted as a screen from the room moved down and a clip began to play.
"When a women and a man love it other, they mate." The voice from the projector said, "And this can also happen when two men or two women love each other. This is called-"
"Xiao!" Hungary stopped the film, "Wrong one! Just come out here and explain what we're doing!"
There was some kind of unintelligent mumble from the side. The Asian walked out from being hidden and rolled his eyes which were under fuzzy eyebrows like England's, "I told you to check if the movie before we came here! I had just finished explaining to Alaska, Hawaii, and Sealand about sex, mating, sexual transmitted diseases (not that countries get them), how children are born, and more!"
"Did you get pictures of their faces?" Elizaveta coughed, "But right now, we have these two to make them fall in love!"
"I came here because I wanted to tell England how I feel!" America piped in.
The other two smacked their foreheads. Hong Kong groaned, "And this is why we should leave the hook-ups to Colorado. She is so much better at it!"
Hungary rolled her eyes, "But that still means we don't get to hear your epic speech about love and yaoi!"
"There are more things to life then sex!" Hong Kong grabbed Elizaveta and the author by the back of their collars.
"But they're going to do it!" The author complained, "I need to write it so Gilbert can be resurrected!"
"You killed of Prussia?!" Everyone in the room and audience exclaimed.
"He's not a nation anymore and this story just flowed that way and I'm sorry!" The author of this fan fiction shouted, "So stop conversing, Hungary, Hong Kong, and I will go away. America, please go fuck England until both of your hearts are filled it the brim and then some with content."
The author pushed the other two out the door, with Hungary muttering some thing about 'hidden cameras' and they left the cute yaoi couple alone… together… at last. America's attention was pulled back to the captive Brit in the chair. He removed the tape from England's mouth first.
"You twat!"
"What?" America asked, untying the blonde from the chair.
"You could have done that earlier!" England complained.
"Waiting for the right time is just part of being a hero!" America said, "And heroes aren't disrespectful of other people's efforts to make them and their crush a couple."
"Crush?"
America muttered a few curse words. 'Crush' just slipped out of his mouth. It just had to slip from his mouth. They didn't look at each other as Alfred continued to untie Arthur. Even as the rope fell to the floor, the two didn't speak.
"So," Arthur said as casually as possible, "You came here to do what?"
Alfred grinned, "Something along the lines of this." Alfred kissed England's hand. "Then I was going to do this…" A hand landing on Arthur's crotch. Alfred's hand teasingly moved around it. The heat and light pressure made England groan a little.
"Good," England moaned, "Because I was planning on doing some more things too."
"Like?" The inquiring question was asked.
"Like this."
England moved closer to America and their lips locked. Arthur fell of the chair and into America's arms. Their tongues began to clash with another. It was one of those kisses when their mouths would meet less then their tongues and saliva would get everywhere. They both were trying to strip while keeping their mouths in contact. The shirts, ties, vests, jacket, pants, and underwear were stripped off the bodies. Both of them were eager to touch one another… getting their fill of warmth they had both lost years ago.
America's palms touch wherever his fingers went, and his fingers went everywhere. It was like Alfred was trying to make Arthur come without giving him a blow job. This in my opinion is really damn sexy for two guys. Finally, America's tongue trialed down England's body and his mouth sucked on one of the Brit's nipples. The blonde groaned as a warm hand laced around his cock. It began to erect, allowing the American to grip more. The hand more up and down the shaft and touched like a breeze would on the tip.
One finger sent into the hole. England felt it squirm around before it found his "Spot." The Brit let a hot moan leave his lips and it pushed America to stick in another finger. Arthur felt hotter when the third finger wiggled into the hole. England felt he was shaking, but only moaned out with the burning passion that America would go on.
Then, he was cold. He felt the fingers slip slowly out of him and drag the wetness across his skin. Alfred licked his fingers and moved around England's body. The slipperiness of the fingers increased and Arthur squirmed at the touch.
"Get to the point Al," Arthur gritted his teeth, "Stop with the fucking for-play."
Alfred laughed, the sound made Arthur's heart tighten momentarily. Alfred pushed into England. It was a scream at first. Pain flood Britain like a sugar-buzz. The sensation made his ears ring and the top of his mouth tingle. Arthur arched his back and shifted his hips to meet the rhythmic thrusting. His arms wrapped around America's neck and dug his finger nails into America's back. Alfred grunted and shifted. The movement sent England howling in pain… or pleasure.
Alfred's tongue slyly moved its way to England's ear. He nibbled on the earlobe and continued thrusting England. The moans that escaped both their lips melted together like music. His hand pinched the Brits nibbles and rolled them around like you can do with lint from your pockets. Alfred's other hand was moving up and down Arthur's erection.
The pearly, sticky liquid splattered out of the tip. It dropped into America's hand. Alfred brought his hand to his mouth and licked it. Their heads turned and they kissed. Arthur tasted his own cum and flushed with embarrassment, all though it didn't matter any more because both their faces where a hot red color.
"I love you Arthur," Alfred's cool breath made England shiver."
"And I to y-you!" The words slurred from his mouth before the other's tongue touched back inside his mouth.
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"Do you think they're done?" The author asked Hungary.
The two girls (Hong Kong had gone home already) pressed their ears to the wooden door of the room they had locked them in.
"I think so," Hungary said, "Do you want to take a look?"
Author shook her head, "Just send me the pictures. I got to write a Christmas special before the holiday comes forth. Badass Trio are going to have some fun… plus I need to find out who is 'Lars' and 'Noah.'"
"Okay," Hungary smiled, "See you later!"
"Bye-bye!" The author waved good-bye.
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Author: Seriously, what country is 'Lars' and 'Noah.' Read this really cute fanfic: .net/s/5232394/1/
So you all should read that. Oh, and please review! I know I haven't been asking this, but I really like to hear your thoughts!