~AN~ I'm back you guys! Did you miss me? I was really busy last week, but things have calmed down now, so I have more time! XD
Summary- The other nations have noticed America has started wearing these weird, colored bracelets. What do they mean? The nations are determined to find out.
~Disclaimer~ I do not own Hetalia.
Color of eleventh broken bracelet- Blue
Meaning- indicates oral sex performed on a guy
Slight pairing alert: America/Spain or Alfred/Antonio
Fangirl Section: oral smexytimes with the Country of Passion!
Warnings: Maybe slight OOC-ness...? Spain getting oral sex in a park! This story is now M-rated!
Last minute note: I hope Spain is in character! This incident takes place 4 weeks after the subway one.
Translations: Hola, América-Hello, America-Spanish, Dios mío-My god-Spanish, Más, por favor-Please, more-Spanish, Yo estoy cerca-I'm close-Spanish, Estoy cansado-I'm tired-Spanish
Spain smiled as he walked down the trail in the park. The sun felt nice on his skin. If only Lovi was here to enjoy it with me. Antonio saw a large oak tree and went to it, sitting underneath it to rest. The tanned man leaned his head back, dozing off in the cool shade.
"Hey, Spain!" Said man's eyes popped open. He turned towards the sound of the voice. America was jogging to him, stopping directly in front of the other.
"Hola, América! What are you doing here?", the Spanish man said, smiling his usual, oblivious-looking, smile. Antonio did not get up from his sitting position.
"I just wanted to get out of my house today and look for some hero things I should be doing! What a coincidence you would be out today, too! What are you staring at?" Antonio had seen the blue bracelet on the younger's wrist. The tanned man reached up and grabbed the bracelet.
"Hey, Antonio! Be careful with the bracelets! Can't have you breaking any of them!", Spain noticed Alfred sounded a little nervous. Antonio kept smiling his oblivious smile and let the blue accessory go.
"I wouldn't break them, America. But, could I see the blue one?" The American laughed a little nervously, but coughed loudly to try and cover it up.
"I guess if you really want to." The younger nation handed the bracelet to the other. The tanner man rolled the bracelet in between his fingers, marveling at the deep blue that reminded him of the sea.
"Do you want to keep it, Spain?"
"Sure! I'm sure my little Lovinito will love it!" The older man got up from the ground. The Spanish man put his hands down at his sides. Both nations did not notice one of Antonio's turtles, named Franco, crawl out of the tanner man's pocket and slowly inch its way down his owner's arm, towards the accessory. The little turtle started gnawing on the bracelet while the other nations still had yet to notice, as they were talking about where the next world meeting would take place. SNAP! Both countries abruptly stopped their conversation and looked down at Antonio's hand. Franco had a broken blue bracelet in his mouth and was slowly pulling it from Spain's loose grip. The reptile disappeared in the older man's pocket along with its new possession.
"Awww, Franco! You broke Lovi's present!" Spain was suddenly pushed back against the oak tree by the other country. America put his arms on either side of Antonio's head.
"America? What are you doing?", Antonio laughed, oblivious to the true motive of the other's actions.
"Fullfilling the bracelet.", Alfred whispered before crushing his lips to the older man's. Spain did not respond quickly but America was not going to wait. The American pulled away with a smacking noise. The Spanish man was blushing a little.
"W-What do you have to do to fufill the bracelet?"
"Just wait. You'll enjoy it.", Alfred said lowly in Antonio's ear.
The other shivered slightly.
"Lovi won't hate me if I submit to this...will he?", Spain said, worriedly. The younger man shook his head.
"He won't find out about this...unless you plan on telling him." The tanner man said nothing. Alfred took that as permission the continue. America sunk to his knees and nuzzled Spain's crotch. Antonio gasped a little and threaded his hands through the blonde's hair. Alfred slowly dragged his tongue up the other's clothed crotch. The Spanish man's fingers tightened in the younger's hair, breathing rate increasing a little. The blonde brought his hand up to the zipper of Spain's jeans, unzipping them. The American continued to lick the other as he reached up both of his hand and yank down Spain's jeans and boxers. Antonio's breath hitched as he felt the cool spring air on his erection. The cool feeling was soon replaced with the blonde's warm mouth. Alfred started to suck lightly on the other. The tanned man moaned low in his throat, gripping America's blonde locks even tighter. That seemed to encourage the younger to do more. Alfred began to suck Spain harder, his moving up to slowly caress the older's thighs.
"Oh, Dios mío!", Antonio groaned, starting to thrust into Alfred's mouth. Spain was to far gone in the pleasure to speak English. America was still running his hands up and down the other's thighs, starting to massage them a little. The older man's eyes slid closed. Spain was almost on the edge. The younger man began to run his tongue on the underside of the Spanish man's dick. Said Spanish man moaned loudly, the noise dissolving into whimpers of need. Spain leaned back against the tree for support, since his legs were shaking horribly.
"Más, por favor!", the older man moaned through his teeth, pushing America's head further down on his erection. America hummed in approval. The Spanish man felt the heat in his stomach grow hotter with every suck and the feeling of the younger man massaging his hips and thighs.
"Y-Yo estoy cerca!"
America gave one more hard suck, ending it. Antonio slightly screamed as he came in Alfred's mouth, the scream dissolving into a loud moan. Spain's hands dropped removed his hands from the younger's hair. The blonde removed Spain's soft member from his mouth, swallowing the other's seed, then licked him clean. Antonio noticed some of his seed was still around the American's mouth. The Spanish nation's legs were shaking so bad, it was a struggle to stay standing, but Antonio gripped the tree for support. Alfred pulled the older's boxers and pants back up, re-zipping and buttoning his jeans. America pressed his lips to the other's, letting the tanned man taste his own seed. Spain did not hesitate in this kiss as much as he did for the first. When the younger nation pulled away, Spain was smiling his oblivious smile again. Then the older nation yawned.
"Estoy cansado...", Antonio pouted, reaching for America. Alfred had to admit, Spain could be really cute. The blonde smiled as he lifted the other into his arms, bridal style. The Spainsh man hooked his arms around the American's neck, snuggling into the younger. Spain's breathing began to slow, letting America know he was asleep.
"11 down, 5 to go.", Alfred whispered as he took Spain home.
~AN~ I'm done! I apologize for the possible fail Spanish...Anyway, I hope you liked it! Did you know SpainxAmerica is my Hetalia OTP? XD