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“If I may interrupt,” Ukraine murmured sweetly, grabbing their free hands and dragging them into bed. America broke away from his brother with a dazed expression on his face and she slid in between them at that moment, shoving America back into the mattress and then straddling him. Still uncertain as to what was exactly going on but feeling rather good after that “smoke” break, Canada knelt on the bed, watching as Ukraine rode America for all he was worth, which was currently quite a bit, seeing how much money he owed China. Not wanting to be ignored, he leaned in forward, his hands teasingly stroking Ukraine’s breasts, and she turned around to kiss him.
With America thrusting hard and deep into her vital regions and Canada’s hands roaming her body, she felt her climax rising within and she let it wash over her, erasing any other thought, any regret, any sorrow she might have had.
One last shuddering gasp of pleasure, and Ukraine collapsed on top of a breathless America, feeling Canada nuzzle at the back of her neck. She had to laugh, tickled by his touch, and getting an idea, she rolled over, leaving America unguarded.
“Finish with him,” Ukraine commanded haughtily, though it looked like Canada did not need any more encouragement. He had his brother at his mercy now and made the most of the fact that America was too exhausted to fight back. Before America could protest this indignity, his mouth was swiftly and surely claimed by the brother he should have never ignored.
Though America left quite a few bruises on him by the time Canada finished, they were laughing into each other’s shoulders now, giddy and satisfied and content. They let her in between them again, and the brothers wrapped their strong arms around her body so that she was tangled up in their limbs.
“You’re safe with us now.”
“We love you.”
She made a sound halfway between a sob and a laugh. “Thank you…”
The next morning, bouncing merrily and humming a happy Slavic tune, Ukraine knocked on Russia’s door.
“Good morning, brother!”
There was the sound of something being slammed shut, something like a laptop, and she was greeted by her brother, all tousle-haired and bleary-eyed.
“Ohhh… did you have a nightmare, Russia? Did you see something scary and disturbing?”
He merely glared at her, his treacherous older sister, and said nothing.
“I should have been there to comfort you, but I was very busy last night,” she said, in an exaggeratedly apologetic voice. “I am so sorry, dear Russia. Can you forgive me?”
Canada was not seen at the conference that afternoon, though that was nothing unusual. The other countries did notice America’s smirk, which had increased by 200% in smugness and self-satisfaction for some reason, had a devastating effect on Russia’s mood, the likes of which had never been seen before. It seemed like the room was getting colder and colder by the minute.
“It’s starting again,” England thought, tapping at the ice in his teacup with a spoon.
Oh God, I laughed so hard writing this.
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OP is glad that OP!writer filled this, but OP!writer needs to remember to re-read her fic before posting.
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In a leading role!
OPanon, you are just too awesome right now :D :D :D
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