England's POV
The van stopped and I could hear rustling from up front and the door shut after a few minutes. Then the door to my left opened and a pair of hands scooped me up off the ground. I didn't complain much because I was cold and the body that held me provided warmth but I also was trying to see if I could figure out where we were by listening to my surroundings.
I heard "So cute" before someone started to kiss me. I was expecting something…. something else, a ransom, torture even rape but not a kiss filled with so much affection. No I was not expecting that. It startled me and the person explored my mouth with their tongue until I bit it causing a rusty taste to coat my tongue.
They (I had a pretty good idea who it was since they spoke) said something else and I responded but I'm not really sure what they said as I was trying to slow my heart down, and cursing the fact that I couldn't. I could practically hear them smirking at me. I was stopped in my efforts by the same hands as the started to undo the blindfold.
As the blindfold fell the person set me down but prevented me from moving away by holding tightly to my hips sending heat pooling between my legs. My back was to him so all I saw at first were the bare branches that tried their best to block out the sky but the sun still shone through gloriously. I kept my back to and examined my situation, I could now see the chains that bound me, the cuffs so close together that it was impossible to put any space between my hands, and I could see the chain hanging loosely at my side but was no doubt in an iron grip.
I slowly turned, the hands loosening, finger by finger, enough to let me but never letting go. Finally I was facing my capture, staring into his onyx eyes and admiring the way the low sun complimented his white hair. "Prussia" I said in a way of a greeting, narrowing my eyes so that I was glaring at him. "Awww, you figured out it was the awesome me" he replied with a lopsided smirk. "It's your fault for taking" I huffed. "Well come on" he said in a bullying manner, letting go of my hips and yanking on the chain. This caused me to fall forward and I had to quickly get up and follow if I wanted to stay on my feet and if I wanted to not be dragged along the ground.