Sorry about the setback, guys but chapter 8 is finally here! Please do not be sad if your costume doesn't show up in the next few chapters! It's nothing against you! I promise! ;^;

I do not own Hetalia or any characters used in this fic

"We brought costumes!" The Japanese man cried. Feliciano looked up at Ludwig, who was eying the costume with a lusty gaze.

"L-Ludwig..! Y-you're n-not gon-na.." The flustered Italian struggled to form a clear sentence, but the blonde barely heard him, still staring hungrily at the scandalous attire. "G-Germany!" Feliciano nearly shrieked, feeling needy and desperate to get his attention back. Ludwig snapped out his trance and stared at the Italian with wide eyes. Feliciano looked like he might cry if he wasn't penetrated soon. "Germanyyy..." He whined, a shiver traveling through his spine. "W-what a-about... m-my... P-please...!"

The German seemed inwardly conflicted as he pondered what to do next. He looked at the dress, then at Feliciano. Then back at the dress, then back at Feliciano. He repeated this a few times until he finally stopped on Feli, giving him an apologetic, yet eager smile.

"Well..." He said slowly, scratching the back of his head and shrugging his shoulders. "They... They have costumes..."

Two painfully aroused Italians didn't have time to register what happened next. In a flash, they were surrounded; Chaos erupted and their limbs were grabbed while the quarreling nations tried to dress them according to their own tastes.

"This would look wonderful on you, little Lovi!" Francis said holding a red hood and a woven basket in front of the boy's flushed face. Spain roughly shoved him aside.

"No, Lovi! Wear this for Boss!" He hugged the struggling boy tightly, trying to coax him into a very suggestive cabin boy suit.

"Please, Italia-chan, put this on!" Japan said girlishly clutching a sexy schoolgirl outfit in his hands, only to have Germany snatch the boy away and try to tug the maid costume over his head.

"Oi! Don't don't put that on him, Bruder! This one is way better!" Gilbert cried, diving between the German and his lover with a pair of bunny ears and a big puffy tail in his hands.

"EVERYONE, LISTEN UP!" Elizaveta suddenly crie. She threateningly wielded her large frying pan, readying to strike if need be. Everyone halted, for fear of suffering a very bad concussion. "Alright," she said now that she had their full attention. "Here's how this is gonna work. Everyone will get a turn to pick one outfit for Ita or Roma to wear. When they are in costume, Japan and I will take photos of them in different poses-"

"Can we take videos too!?" Prussia asked eagerly nudging France in the side with his elbow. France's eyes widened and he nodded, pulling out the video camera he had brought to film their forgotten surprise party entrance. Japan and Hungary exchanged eager glances before nodding in agreement.

"Yes, that is fine... But Japan and I will take the videos. We're professional at this kind of thing." France handed her his video camera and she handed it to an excited Japan before continuing with the briefing. "We'll need someone to set up the backdrop while Japan and I fix up the lighting. And we'll need someone to dress up the bo-"

"I'LL DO IT!" Gilbert interrupted again, jumping up and grabbing poor, needy Feliciano by the arm.

"I call Romano!" Antonio said wrapping his strong arms lovingly around the shivering boy from behind. Romano moaned loudly, distressed by the new setback. His little brother escaped Gilbert and ran to his side, clutching him tightly and in need of friction. He looked up at his older brother for help, but Romano knew there was nothing they could do. "W-whatever!" He spat, trying to hide the waver in his voice. "J-just hurry u-up and get on with it!"

"Very well," Hungary said, smirking. "Japan and I will pick the first costumes since this was all our idea. Francis, Germany, put this up over there." She handed them a pink backdrop and they quickly got to work on hanging it. "Put this one on Roma, Francis!" Elizaveta squealed. She handed the blonde a naughty, black and white striped jailbird costume along with a set of handcuffs and a matching striped hat. France pounced on the poor boy while Kiku turned to his Prussian friend.

"For Feliciano-chan.." Japan said face flushed, "I think this one will be most excellent." He pushed a school girl costume into Gilbert's sweaty and eager hands. The albino turned and immediately got to work on dressing the cutely flustered Italian man.

It didn't take long for the countries to set up. They worked diligently and soon everything was up and ready just as the boys were finally dressed. They were pushed in front of the backdrop and everyone stood back to admire their work. The two kneeling boys held each other tightly with sweat gleaming all over their dressed up bodies. Both hungry for contact and comfort, they desperately resorted to touching one another. They craved release, though they knew they couldn't have it. Not until the others deemed them ready. So together they quivered, members twitching, waiting for further instruction.

"Aye, Dios mio.." Antonio murmured, lazily stroking his length and feasting his eyes on his scantily dressed underling. The others did the same, all reveling in the beautifully erotic sight before their eyes.

"Romano, you naughty boy," Elizaveta purred at the man dressed as a filthy jailbird. She held up her camera and snapped a few shots as he hungrily began to lick his little brother's perky nipple through the fabric of his schoolgirl uniform. Feliciano moaned loudly as the tip of his arousal rubbed against his naughty skirt and made a little tent of the coarse material.

"F-Fratellone.." He whimpered when Lovino sucked his soft skin.

"Italia-chan, please," Kiku interrupted, pulling out a pink box if tissues. "Call him 'Onii-sama'!" Feliciano felt his brother pinch the nub between his teeth.

"O-Onii-s-sam-ma~!" He gasped out, shuddering. Kiku stifled a squeal and he and Hungary held bunches of tissues tightly against their bleeding noses.

"Well, Romano, my little jailbird.. What should your punishment be?" Antonio questioned while Japan fiddled with the videocamera. Romano stifled a whimper and continued sucking his brother's soft skin. "Well.. You sure like to use that mouth of yours. ¿Sí?" He approached the defiant boy who tried to ignore his husky voice. "Oh, don't be like that, my little convict. You wanna get fucked, don't you?" At this, Lovino stopped and stared up at he man with pleading eyes. Biting his lip, he nodded letting go of what dignity he had left. Antonio chuckled and pushed the boy's head to his little brother's cock, which he began to suck eagerly. The vibrator around Feliciano had long since been turned off, leaving the boy with no stimulation whatsoever, so he let out a loud gasp, surprised after all the neglect his poor cock had been through. Lovi stuck out his ass expectantly, but was disappointed when nothing entered him. "If you wanna get fucked so badly," Antonio grabbed the boy's cuffed-back hands and pushed them closer to his ass. "Then go ahead and fuck yourself."

Lovino's entire body flushed tomato red as he realized what he was being asked to do. He was supposed to finger himself... In front of all these people... On camera. He thought he'd sooner die of embarrassment.. That is, until he felt his own fingers being pushed inside if him. Now he was absolutely humiliated..but the friction just felt so good. He heard himself groan against his brother's length making the boy whine and shiver. His striped hat came toppling off as he lifted a leg, attempting to go deeper. He could hear a loud groan escape Antonio and Francis's lips as he pushed inside more, feeling that he had almost reached his sweet spot.

Beep, beep, beep!

Elizaveta looked down at her watch and turned off its alarm.

"Okay, time's up! Next costumes!" She said as kiku shut the video camera off. In a flash, Lovino's hands were uncuffed and pulled away from his hole as Antonio lifted him off of his disappointed brother. "Alright. Francis, Gilbert, your turn to pick." Predatory smirks appeared on their faces and they made a mad dash for the costume bag.

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