Flowers for Balaton, A Classified Axis Powers: Hetalia/1983: Doomsday Fanfiction

(An Intimate Interlude)

Port Elizabeth, New Britain. August, 2015

"…You don't need to be sorry, Roza…"

Marcus sighed as he took his jacket off; Roza was sitting on the bed, still sobbing as he sat next to her. The Prussian was thinking of a way to stop Roza from snapping at him, otherwise she would be much harder to control…

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry for hurting you, I'm sorry for everything!" the Hungarian snapped as she sobbed into his shoulder. The young woman proceeded to hug him, letting out years of repressed grief and anger.

"I'm just sorry, Marcus…" Roza sighed as she stopped crying, the emotional breakdown was too much for her.

"It's fine, Roza. I understand. I really do…" Marcus looked at Roza with sympathy, he was close to breaking down himself, but her comforting embrace had held back the tears as he struggled to avoid becoming an emotional wreck.

They stared at each other in silence for a few minutes as Roza released him from her embrace. She gave him a weak smile as she rested her head on his shoulder, making Marcus's blush slightly.

"I need comfort… Marcus… I need a release…" she whispered, blushing as she did so. Marcus was taken aback by her request, he thought of what Lina would do to him if they were caught…

"I-I can't… What if Lina-" Marcus was cut off by a quick kiss on the lips from the Hungarian, who was feeling equally uncomfortable. She pushed him onto the bed, holding his face in her hands, making it turn to a deep shade of red.

"She doesn't have to know… Plus, I don't think she would mind it…" Roza sighed as she removed her jacket, revealing her well-built figure, which Marcus had found to be closer to Hungary's proportions than Lina's.

"What have I gotten myself into this time…?" Marcus grumbled to himself as Roza took off her beret, letting the remainder of her dark brown, almost black hair cover her shoulders.

"Like what you see~?" Roza teased as she unbuttoned Marcus's shirt. Marcus nodded nervously as he finished removing his shirt. He felt Roza's hands move down to his crotch, making him blush even more.

"God, this is like out of some cheap romance novel…" Marcus grimaced as he tried not to flat out faint from embarrassment.

"You're quite fit for a guy who hangs around in an office all day~" the Hungarian muttered as she slowly removed his jeans, causing a now red-faced Marcus to nearly have a nosebleed as Roza threw his clothing to the side.

"M-meur ras…" Marcus muttered as Roza let out a quiet laugh. She then removed her breeches, leaving the two Cursed Ones in their underwear. "What next?" Marcus asked as Roza pulled him into yet another kiss.

"What do you think~?" Roza smiled as she stripped off the last of her clothing, revealing the rest of her body, which seemed to have an almost ethereal glow to it. Marcus took in the sight of the young woman's body; a few lustful thoughts crept into his mind, telling him to ravage the young woman, which he quickly ignored.

"You're beautiful… Roza…" Marcus smiled as he pulled off his boxers. Roza smirked as she pinned the young man to the bed, taking in the sight of his body before allowing Marcus to enter her as she straddled him.

"Ó Istenem~" Roza moaned as she suddenly felt Marcus pull her close to his chest as he started to thrust into her.

"I hope you're enjoying this…" Marcus gave the once-Hungarian a smile as he continued to pleasure her. Roza nodded as her moans became shorter and more frequent. Marcus felt her fingernails digging into his back as he quickened his pace, giving her a pleasurable smirk.

"S-stop teasing me, damn it…" Roza moaned, blushing as she felt him pleasure her continuously. All of the horrible moments that had befallen the pair seemed to disappear completely as they continued their rather rough love-making, although both of them certainly wouldn't refer to it as such.

"All this lust for revenge… It's kinda pointless, don't you think?" Marcus sighed as he held Roza's face close to his own. She nodded in reply as she gave him a kiss on the cheek, almost being close to tears once again…

"It's almost consumed both of us, driven you to suicide… and myself to pure insanity…" Roza stuttered as she gripped his back while Marcus slowed down with his thrusting. He wiped the tears off her face as Roza gave him a rather weak smile. "Köszönöm"

"No problem, Fraulein~" Marcus smiled as he got back into the rhythm of pleasuring Roza. Her moans were like music to him, he just had to hit the right keys to get the sounds he wanted…

"We can… nein… We will get through this. Trust me, Roza…" he whispered as a king of afterthought to his reply, just as he heard muffled noises from the other side of the bedroom door.

"I hope so… I guess vengeance against Ivan can wait… Igen?" the Magyar grinned as she kissed Marcus on the lips, feeling her climax inching ever closer, Marcus responded by thrusting as fast as he could without alerting anyone to their 'activities'.

"Roza.. I'm going to… verdammt…"

"Do it… Marcus…" Roza muttered as she climaxed, moaning into Marcus's lips as she kissed him once again.

He gave Roza a nod as he thrusted for one last time, releasing his seed inside her, quietly moaning as he did so. "Verdammt… That was…"

"…Amazing?" Roza smirked as she felt Marcus pull out of her, with the latter nodding in agreement.

"At least you didn't kill me… That's certainly a change" Marcus chuckled as he felt the young woman snuggle up to him, eventually falling asleep on his chest.

"Sleep well… Roza…"