RusAme+UsUk

Russia looked straight at brittan. "Are you telling me the truth?" Russia asked softly.Lightly pulling a strand of his hair. Keeping a close eye on him. He put a finger under his chin and moved his head to look at him. "Are you lying to me?" He asked,

England looked up at him, "I suppose I'm just... getting used to sharing people. Now that we're all... together, I feel a little... I mean... You love America much more than you could ever love me and America loves you more than he'll ever love me so maybe I really just don't belong in this relationship." He rushed the end out, feeling bad about dumping his insecurity on the Russian, but he supposed it was better to tell Russia who would be honest, versus America who would only try to spare his feelings.

Russia paused, not wanting to say anything to make the other mad. Russia leaned in, and softly bit the short nations neck, only saying "Where do we ask America about the party?" He asked inquisitively, but with a mildly seductive undertone.

England paused, blushing at the undertone and very shyly crawled into Russia's lap, sitting on his crotch. He gave him an innocent look and said huskily, "Russia, can I suck you off? Please?" He could already feel himself heating up.

Russia smirked and made a whinny voice. "Aw....but I want more that just that!" Russai said bitting his neck, and then locking the other nation back in to a deep kiss. "England~" Russia whines, using Americas accent. "Come on England~~~" Russia smirked in to Englands mouth.

(i hope america likes our bonding time ))

"A-ah..." England bites his lip, extremely turned on, "R-russia. I want to ride you. P-please... fuck, Russia, please...." England ground down on the purple-eyes man's crotch, "Mmm...~" He wrapped his arms around Russia's neck and continued grinding.

Russia giggled softly. "Lets not wake America up,Da?" Russia said, only braking the kiss for a second. Russia said, shifting down England's pants. "Is there any thing that you want me to do?" He asked, giveing him the rare opprotonity to do what he would like.

"Mmm..." England kisses on the lips, sweet and light before pulling back again. He whispers, "I want to do something to make you feel good..." He pouts a little, "You don't want it?" He leans up to Russia's ear, now on his knees straddling his lap and whispers, "It won't wake America up if you can keep quiet...~" He gave a soft, devious giggle, "Let me ride you Russiaaa~"

America moaned as he turned over and the upper half of his body was hanging off of the floor. He groggily pulled himself onto the bed, and yawned as he rubbed his eyes. He looked around as he noticed the two nations who were keeping him warm were gone? What if they left? No, they wouldn't do that, he didn't think so. He said, "England? Russia?"

England froze in his spot on Russia's lap, not knowing what to do. Will he get upset with me if he knows Russia and I were about to have sex without him? Would he be... jealous? England shook his head at the thought, driving it away and called weakly to him, "H-here, America."

Russia stopped for a second, hearing America wake up. "Hello, America..." Russia said, still pushing down England pants. Russia smiled as he watched the others pants fall to the floor and his boxers still on. Russia then proceed to take off his own t-shirt and pulling his pants off.

America turned to the direction to where they were responding from. He smelled food...soup maybe? He liked soup and smiled. He got up and realized he was still naked. He grabbed his pair of boxers, which were clean, and headed off to the direction they were at. He peeked through the door and saw England straddling Russia, and thought they were trying to kill each other and panicked, and burst in saying, "Wait! Don't kill each other!"

"W-what?" England gave America confused look, but was more distracted by what Russia was doing with his hands, "Mm.." He couldn't help the small moan that slid out from between his lips. He leaned in and gave Russia a chaste kiss on the lips.

Russia froze, seeing america. "Were not tying to kill each other..." Russia said with a light blush. He was acully kinda amused that he though they were trying to kill each other, but were about to do the vary opposite of it.

America took a sigh of relief and then saw England put a chastise kiss on Russia and laughed a bit nervously knowing what was going on. And said, "O..Oh.I interrupted...w..well...you guys have fun?" he raised and eyebrow in bit of confusion in his own words. He then grinned and was happy that they could all get along, maybe it would be good for them and said, grinned saying, "Don't make too much noise, 'cuz then you're gonna make me hard." he was so hungry and the thought of sex just made him more hungry.

Russia giggled and told America "I have had soup for you...it is in the top, and I hope you like it~" Russia said, smiling. He leaned in to England chest, trying to not look at America. He quietly said to Brittan "Come on~" Russia begged, putting a slow hand down England's boxers. Trying to not let America see what he was doing,

"Why don't you go eat the some of the stew and then you can join us.." England suggested seductively, voice low and husky. He tightened his arms around Russia's neck on reflex and shifted on Russia's lap slightly. He gave a wanton smile, hoping to ease the slight awkwardness of the situation. He let out a sharp moan when Russia touched him, "Mmm, ah~ Russia!~" He tried to grind against the Russian's hand, "Y-yeah, let's co-continue."

America smiled and said, "Awesome thanks! and you guys are gonna be best buds, that's totally sweet!" He began to walk out of the door and said, "Don't go too hard on him Russia. Love ya guys!" when he heard England's suggestion and said, "Maybe~ just can't keep my hands off you guys." he said with a bit of blush tinting his cheeks. He put a hand on the door post and gave a thumbs up and wink, leaving nd rushing to the kitchen.

Russia smiled. "I can go as rough as I want? You can take what America dose,right?" Russia said, pushing England on the cushion of the couch. Leaning in and biting down England chest, Eventually pulling down his boxers all of the way. Russia smirked. grinding in to him with the plam of his hand

"Mm, ye-yeah, I can." England says breathlessly, moaning loudly. "B-but I wanna r-ride you." He pouted at their new position. He blushed a little and looked up at the Russian man expectantly. "P-please?" He asked sweetly, voice low and husky, eyes alight with lust.

America walked into the kitchen and saw the stew in a pot. He said, "From all that sex, I was so hungry!" to himself. He whistled a tune and grabbed a bowl and served himself and sat at the table. The moans were disrupting his eating, as he was about to take a bite and England asked to ride Russia, and burned his tongue as a reflex of taking a bite, and 'Ow'ed" in pain, he was in a bit of shock, he didn't think they liked each other so much.....'I guess things change.' he thought.

Russia smiled. "How can I deny you~?" Russia said softly. Flipping the over so that Russia was sitting on his back. "Go for it~!" Russia said with a lust crazed voice. He slid a tough across his fingers, moting for brittan and turn over.

England leaned down and kissed him excitedly before leaning back and sucking his finger. He began to finger himself, putting on a show for the Russian man underneath him, "O-oh! Mmm... hah, oh~! Russiaaa~!" He moaned as he added another finger.

Russia smiled, loving the moaning man on top of him. "Come on~ I dont like waitng~" Russia said seductively and pulled the other closer to his chest. Licking a stop on his chest beforebuking, forcing Englands hands ferhter up

Once England was sure he was well enough prepared, he slowly pressed against Russia's tip. It was larger than what he was used to, and it hurt, but he kept going until it was all the way inside, filling him to its hilt. "Mmn... nn.. a-ah..." He moaned out, trying to get used to the feeling.