Russia/Prussia, probably a light R rating.
Russia brings home Prussia as his new enclave Kaliningrad Oblast. The Baltic countries don't know what to think.
Prussia hates so much that it hurts. He hates Germany for failing, he hates Latvia for being pathetic, he hates Estonia for his smug face and Lithuania for his pity. He absolutely despises America and his superior attitude, England and and the entire Europe for their uselessness. He loves Russia because he talks about destroying them all.
When Russia forces him down on the couch it's alright because he talks about how they will crush America together. Kaliningrad is one with Russia so Russia's triumph will be his as well. Russia's hands on his hips will leave bruises but that is alright too.
They fought in the past but it is different now. Prussia does not have the strength to stop anyone anymore. Russia forces yet another finger into him and it hurt so much that he has tears in his eyes but they are tears of joy since Russia promises another airbase and to talk to his boss again about weapons of mass destruction.
When Russia thrusts into him he cries out in pleasure rather than pain. He thinks about being in the middle of battle again, supported by modern technology, Russia at his side and comes hard.
“You are mine,” Russia whispers in his ear and Prussia knows it is true.
*
Prussia finds the iron cross in a drawer when he searches for the half-empty bottle of vodka that must be around somewhere. He trembles slightly when he holds it in his hand. Memories he has long ago promised himself to forget returns with full force.
“You may keep it if you like,” Russia quietly says. Prussia does not even flinch, he is used to being sneaked up on by now, used to how silently Russia can move.
“I lost everything it stands for anyway.”
“You have other things now,” Russia says and holds him until he stops crying.
Prussia thinks about Russia keeping the cross, how both he and the symbol must be important to the Soviet Union after all. He thinks that he never lost that war after all, he is one with Russia and Russia was victorious.
*
Prussia loathes the Baltic nations more than ever when the Soviet Union dissolves. Russia is just Russia again and Prussia keeps a list of all the former constituents so he can curse them all daily. Wimps running away when things got a bit hard. He wants to remain the scary communist threat of the world. He hates China too who think he is so great despite that he jumped on the communist dictatorship wagon when it was already cool.
Russia looks a bit smaller and paler these days but he is still Prussia's everything.
“It does not matter,” Russia tries to explain. He has been drinking a lot lately and Prussia has done his best to match it. Prussia's head is spinning but Russia looks as untouched as ever. At least one thing that never changes. “I lose my family all the time. Then after a while I take them back. Deep down they know they need me.”
Russia had kicked around Lithuania and his country a bit when he made a go for independence. Prussia thinks he could have tried much harder and squashed the last rebellion in the nation. But instead he had to go and set a bad example and soon they lost the rest as well. Prussia had warned Russia over and over that Lithuania was not as meek as he looked, but no, his master refused to listen. Perhaps Prussia is a little glad that Latvia is independent again but he doubts the nervous little nation is going to make it on his own. They should all have stayed and been grateful.
“We can take a lot of those bastards down with us! We have weapons and nukes and lots and lots of people and we can have our world war three.”
“My boss explained it to me,” Russia patiently says. “We have to wait, we might win but our only gain would be a radioactive wasteland. The others can go for now but I will keep you.”
“Yeah, you better, I'll kick your ass if you try to pass me on to Lithuania again!” The double humiliation of Russia wanting to get rid of him and Lithuania not wanting him still burns, no matter how many times Russia says he is sorry about that.
“I will never let go of you,” Russia says and pushes him into his lap.
Prussia ignores the cold and thinks of it as a promise that he will never be left behind and forgotten again.
I was going to end it here but as my music player changed tracks into German metal I realized what I was missing. Germany's POV. And perhaps I can make it a little more hopeful end.