Authors Note: Sorry for the late update! This is a continuing story for one of my best friends. I hope everyone else who is following this will enjoy this chapter as well. Quick reminder that "W's" and "O's" are page breaks/story movement. Plus, I do not own the rights to Downhill Domination.
OWWOOWOWOWOWOWOWO
England suddenly shot straight up in his bed in the guest room. It had all been a nightmare. He had denied Americas' request to play video games and had decided to take a quick nap. That embarrassing situation had not actually happened. England let out a sigh of relief, but he couldn't be too relieved because he did wake up with a hard-on. He internally groaned and became frustrated. Fortunately, the room he was staying in had a connecting bathroom. The blonde quickly rushed to the bathroom to take care of himself.
England stripped off his pants and then his undergarments. To make sure America couldn't hear him taking care of himself, he turned the shower on to the highest setting possible. Then he sat at the edge of the tub and began to relieve himself. England didn't last long, he came in a matter of seconds. For some reason, he felt dirty afterwards and decided to completely undress and shower.
The blonde felt better once he got out and put on a fresh pair of clothes. Instead of putting another uniform back on, put on a casual dark blue button-up shirt with some black pants.
Curious to know what America was doing, he eagerly went down stairs to find him.
OWOWOWOWOWO
America was playing one of his favorite games when he heard the Brit come down the stairs. It was already 9:45 at night and he figured that the man would have gone to bed by now.
He paused his video game and said, "Yo, England bro. I thought you would have already gone to bed to rest your old man bones".
Arthur let the insult slip over him and confidently said, "I don't think you've taken into considerations that we are in different time zones, so I am not the least bit fatigued".
Alfred paused his game and turned around to face him and retorted, "But isn't it hours later where you live?"
England mentally face-palmed. He thought, 'That stupid wanker is right! It's around 3 in the morning back home'.
Briskly changing the subject, he said, "So what silly game are you playing?"
America's face happily brightened at the topic of video games.
"I'm playing, Downhill Domination".
"What's the game about?"
"It's a bike racing game. Do you wanna play?"
England paused, he wasn't sure if he should deny the request or not.
"I guess a few rounds wouldn't hurt".
"Okay, great! I'm player one, you'll be player number two".
He reluctantly joined America on the couch.
"So what is this game about?"
"It's just a bike racing game, but you can do all kinds of cool stuff. You can do tricks and flips, and there's special power ups. And what makes it even more fun is that you can attack other bikers!"
"Isn't that cheating?"
"Not in this game".
"I'm starting the game!"
"No! Wait! I'm not ready!"
Alfred didn't care and began the game.
They played all night long. America won each and every time which made England determined not to give up. Eventually, they both became so exhausted that they fell asleep right there.
OWOWOWOWO
America was the first to wake up. He instantly started blushing one he realized the position. America had fallen asleep on top of England. He would have gotten off him, but his limbs were tangled in his. Luckily, his left arm was free and he gently shook the other mans' shoulder.
He saw the Brit slowly starting to wake up. America saw England dully look up at him with eyes still clouded with sleep.
OWOWOWOWOWO
He eventually came to his senses and the Brits' eyes shot wide open noticing how close he was to America. He too started to turn a bright shade of red. England was about to shout at America but couldn't help but stare into those blue crystal eyes. Alfred also gazed back into equally magnificent eyes.
Neither of them moved for a prolonged period of time. Slowly but surely, America gently lowered his face to his and lightly kissed his lips.