~~Kiss on the neck~~
Denmark was a strange man.
He would bring annoyance to almost everyone around him on purpose, but he treated you differently.
(Name) was truly confused, so she went to Iceland for help who simply replied with, "Get him drunk."
And that's how she came to be here, sitting on the couch in Denmark's house, watching him giggle and down another bottle of beer.
"Y'know (Name)?"
She perked up, finally getting somewhere in knowing what made him tick, hopefully.
"Heh, I usually drink when you leave (Na-me),"
"Yeah? Why Mathias?" She questioned softly, trying not to provoke him.
"Be-cause~ hic! I love you an' I never ever wanna let you go." He proved his point by throwing his arms around (Name) in a sloppy hug.
"You're so pretty (Name), so very pretty." He was sounding a lot less drunk than before, and when she looked over at the bottles scattering the ground, it was not nearly enough to have made him drunk.
"I- I know you're not drunk Mathias," His ministrations stopped, and he looked up at (Name).
"Buzzed, yes, but not drunk (Name)."
"Then why did you . . ."
"Because I want you (Name), because I love you (Name)." He said, smiling into the skin on her neck.
A small kiss followed, along with a wide, devilish smile and hooded eyes.
"I want you now (Name)."
[Extended Ending]
"Nnn~ Mathias!"
~~I want you . . . Now.~~