Himayura Hidekaz owns Hetalia.

Warning- May contain some racial slurs or "speaking the lord(s) name in vain." I don't mean to offend ANYONE!

So... Am I the only one who finds the commercials for "The Devil Inside" funny?

When that movie was on a preview when I, for some reason, saw Paranormal Activity 3. When the lady screamed, I laughed because of how stupid it was. I laughed even harder when people screamed at that scream.

BLOOD ORGY!

APHAPHAPH

"Um... Lovino..?" A soft voice called out.

Romano turned to see who was talking to him, but then almost jumped when he saw France out of bed again. Though he noticed the Turkish man behind him, holding a leash with the collar locked around France's wrist, instead of his neck, for safety.

"Go on- tell him."

"I'm... Sorry..." Tears welled up in his eyes when he said that.

"For what?" Spain asked, confused and curious.

"F-For causing me trouble... He slipped out before, when they only used leather straps on him. I was the first na-person he came across and he wanted me to keep him hiding a secret. Of course, I didn't, and instead, told Sadiq because... Well, I'm not exactly sure why..."

France looked up at Romano in surprise. "Oui. Th-That's right... I'm sorry for that..."

"Just... Don't do something so stupid like that, ever again."

Turkey lifted a gloved hand and curled his finger towards himself. "...Lovino, come."

Spain grabbed Romano's wrist. "Why him?"

"I wan' a three-way withou' fightin'."

Spain hugged Romano protectively. "You're not going to get Lovino, or Feliciano, without a fight!"

"I made a deal wit' Lovino. I promised 'dat I would leave both Feliciano, an' ya', alone, and he'll give in ta' me in return." France tugged on Turkey's sleeve.

"A... Three-way?"

"Wit' ya', an' Lovino."

"What..? But..." France looked at Romano, and back at Turkey. "He's just a kid... He's only a little older than Canada and America..." Turkey grabbed France by his shoulder.

Spain, however, only stared at Turkey with wide eyes. "Wh-What? Why would Lovino make a deal like that?"

"Why don' ya' ask Lovino, Antonio? And Francis..." Turkey hugged France to whisper in his ear. "That didn' stop ya' before..." He breathed into France's ear, making the blond shudder.

"Why not me? ...Or Scotland?"

Romano looked up at Spain. "Like he said, he promised to leave you and my brother alone..."

"Plus, Scotland panicked when I tried him last... Come 'ere, Lovino."

Romano fought against Spain's grip. "Let go of me, Antonio."

"No! Why won't you just let me take your place?"

"Because I want this! I want to be the first people think about! I want to be preferred, over my brother, for once, dammit! He came to me first, before I told him that I'll be obediant if he leave you and Feli' alone..." Romano tried holding back tears. Spain let go of Romano, who walked towards Turkey.

"Good boy..." Turkey grabbed Romano's wrist and dragged the two nations into his bedroom.

Once Romano walked inside, he started shaking, nervous. "Why me, and... Fr-France?"

Turkey removed the collar from France's wrist. "Because, ya' both are broken. Strip." Turkey sat on the bed to watch.

Romano took a deep breath and took his robe off, then closed his eyes and he took his boxers off. When Romano opened his eyes, France was already stripped naked and on the bed.

"Come 'ere..." Romano stared at the floor and walked towards the bed, where Turkey grabbed him by his ass to force Romano onto the bed. A finger was forced inside of him. He leaned on Turkey to moan into his neck.

He forced a couple of fingers inside of France with his other hand. "Ya're tight, after bein' chained down ta' a bed fer a while." France moaned in response. "I look forward ta' takin' ya'."

Romano pulled down Turkey's face mask off to attack his mouth. "Romano?" Romano broke the kiss. "Wh-What are you doing..?" France asked.

"Damn it! Why is he here?" Romano pointed to France. "He's..." Romano moaned. "D-Distracting me..."

Turkey removed his fingers so he could put Romano on his lap and spread his thighs apart. "Suck him."

"Wh-What?" Romano shreiked. France reached over without a protest. "W-Wait a second! France-"

"He's jus' doin' wha' I told'im ta' do..." Turkey blew hot air onto the shell of Romano's ear.

"F-Fuck..." Romano moaned. France engulfed Romano inside of his mouth completely, making Romano arch his back and cry out in pleasure. He was moved from Turkey's lap so Turkey could strip his own pants off and sit behind France.

France gasped when he felt Turkey pushing against him, before moaning when Turkey slowly slid into him. After that brief pause, he went back to sucking on Romano. The faster Turkey went, the faster he went.

At some point, Romano dug his hands in France's hair and moaned, throwing his head back. "Oh fuck... France... You're..." Romano moaned again. "Oh God! I'm... I'm about to..."

His face turned red when he couldn't get the last word out. He cried out when he finally finished in France's mouth. France swallowed everything down expertly. He licked Romano clean. He didn't get a single drop on the bed under them.

Romano got his legs out of bed, but was stopped by Turkey. "Stay..."

"But... If I watch, then I'll... I'll probably get hor-"

"How old do ya' think I am? I can go fer anotha' round, if I have ta'. Besides, I neva' told ya' that ya' have ta' watch." He noticed Romano's half-lidded eyes, staring at one part of the bed. "Ya' look... Tired. Why don'ja lie down on the couch... Or somethin'."

Romano did just that, though he couldn't take a nap with the sounds of France's moans and Turkey's grunts in the background. He curled up, in case he gets another "growing problem." 'At least they won't see...'

France screamed when he came, and the muscles tightening around Turkey sped him up as well. Soon, he also came, deep inside of France, and slid out slowly. "I need ta' get the sheets cleaned... Also, I think I may talk ta' Portugal and England, later ta'day..." Turkey started mumbling to himself.

"Wh-What? Why England?"

"I jus' wanna talk ta him... Ya' don' haf'ta be with me when I do see him... Ya' could... Be with Spain and Romano, or somethin'."

Romano sat up, hearing his name. "What?"

"Nothin', Romano. Go back ta' sleep."

Romano glared at the older man. "I would, but people keeps on talking in here."

Turkey chuckled while getting dressed. "Sorry 'bout 'dat." He threw France's clothes on the edge of the bed before picking up the leash. "Get dressed, so we can leave Romano alone."

France nodded and started putting his clothes on. He reached his arm out, so Turkey could lock the leash around his wrist. Turkey kissed his forehead before pulling the black mask up and finally leaving.

Romano smiled softly. He felt... Wanted, for once.

APHAPHAPH

I won Nintendo's Zelda Skyward Sword. Yay~? The ending wasn't nearly as disappointing as the ending was in Twilight Princess.

And also, Mojang's Minecraft.