This will be a fanfic of a ship my friend told me about on Hetalia. It is an anime. I will try my best to do my best. There will be 18+. I role-play. So, it will is be easy. The au will be just something that comes in mind. The cover is part of the...
It was a lovely day out. Both where Russia and America lives. They had different bedrooms because alot of stuff goes on. Amarica had a big crush on Russia. Sometimes, he likes to watch Russia sleep. (Creepy right?)
That same morning/day. Russia woke up slowly and yawned. He was tired, very tired. He had a dream about something he doesn't want to explain or anything. He woke up to a purple eyed male, standing right there. In his face. He sat up quickly, on accident. Their heads hit each other. Russia whimpered out, "Hey! What are you doing in here!? Ow..." He whispered the last part. He rubbed his head.
When their heads calided, Russia's forehead turned a bit red. He rubbed his head. But then, Amarica's cheeks went bright red. What was he supposed to say? He didn't want to confess his feelings yet. "I-...I'm sorry America!" He apologized in his clear, Russian accent. He had some stutterness in his sentence, because he was nervous and scared a bit.
Russia grunted and got out of bed. He was just in boxers. He picked up his own glasses off his night stand and gently slid them on his face. "Don't come in with out asking." He spoke and went to his closet. He pulled out his normal uniform and put it on. He had an American flag in his room.
Amarica blushed even more, his cheeks going darker red. "Y-yes sir!" He got up and smiled widely. "So, Christmas is coming up. Are you doing anything special?" He asked in a concerned tone.
Russia looked over at him while getting dressed. "Christmas? Oh yeah. I forgot. I might just go to the bar. Maybe. I don't know." He shrugged and grabbed a golden rod looking cane. He walked out of his room.
Amarica nodded and followed. "Hm... Nice! The bar sounds nice." He nodded again. He had an idea on what to do. This upcoming holiday was gonna be the day where he comfesses. Well, if he try's to hold it in for that long.
Russia's prov: Russia was a bit weirded out. He always saw Russia have that weird look in his eyes. He seriously didn't know what to do anymore. He did want to go to the bar on Christmas, because he had nothing else too do. But, he wanted to do something with Amarica. Amarica was his closest friends around here. Well, weirdest friend. He went to go get breakfast and just read a book. A nice, gay perhaps book.
When he got his food. Which was bacon, eggs and toast. He pulled out his book after he sat down. He opened to where he last read. It was at a nice, lovely, smut place. He ate and read. He wished he had someone to fuck. "Wait." He muffled and sat up. He put his book down and his food, then ran to Amarica's room. "Amarica!? Do you like me!?" He asked loudly. The door was locked.
He knocked again and tried to open the door. He kept trying and eventually fell in. "Eek!" He groaned from the door opening. He looked up the body and saw Amarica. He got up. "Amarica... Y-your...half nak-" His sentence got cut off from the four eyes pushing him to the wall. The door closing and locking. "!!" Russia was surprised, badly.
Amarica looked at him. "I can't hold it in for any longer... I love you Russia..." He whispered and blushed deeply.
Russia blushed and looked down at him. "I knew it." He muffled and pushed him back, onto the bed. He laid him down and hovered over him. "Look Amarica. You didn't have to keep that secret away from me." He looked at him and smiled. He kissed him gently and slowly took off his own clothes.
Amarica blushed even more from this. "R-Russia~" He whispered and kissed back. He wanted it more. He wanted it fast. But, he had to be patient.
Russia just had his boxers on. And, well, his scarf. He smiled and sat on the bed. He took off his own boxers. "Come here." He commanded.
Amarica blushed more and got up. He walked to him and stood infront of him. His face was as red as a tomato.
Russia grabbed the smaller boy by his hips and pulled him closer. His hands sneaking in the others boxers, in the back.
Amarica blushed deeply and wrapped his arms around his neck. He kissed him deeply and blushed. He felt one of the other's hand on his ass and the other holding his cheek.
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How was the small story?? I'll have to finish it later. Russia is the top! Amarica is the bottom. Will continue the smut when i get the chance. Don't worry! And i did try my best. Leave comments on what i should do after they have their fun! See you later!!
