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England blushes heavily, "A-america...! Calm down, it's just a movie." He turned slightly so he could pet America's hair comfortingly, "Shhh... it's alright." He whispered softly, "We're fine. You're the hero, right? You have nothing to be afraid of... You're my hero, so you protect me, okay? Don't be scared." His voice was calm and gentle as he spoke quietly into America's ear.

Russia turned a dark red. God, and Finland got to watch him England and America get in a deal. When his really loved him? Russia let Finland lean his head in his solderer, not really sure what to say back. Russia leaned over on Finland. He felt a huge shard of jealously hit him seeing how America favored England. Russia felt like a peice of the window was already braking, seeing how jelose he got.

America said, "R-Really?! That's right God damnit, I'm the hero....but if that thing ever gets near me, I'm dropping that title." laughing at how ridiculous he sounded. He looked over t Russia and saw how him and Finland were leaning on each other, he felt jealous, but he thought it was fair, right now he was paying more attention to England and so if Russia wanted some attention why should he stop him if he wanted to get it from Finland.

Finland saw Russia "Russia, are you OK?" he whispered softly "Are you OK with this, beause, if you're not... we can quit.. okay?" Finland kissed Russia's cheeck, "You can always count on me..."

England watched as America looked over at Russia, "Y-yeah." He laughed slightly, but was distracted by America's blatant look of jealousy. He felt a knot twist in his stomach, the pain traveling up into his chest and settling there like a ball of lead. He hid it with a smile, pretending to turn his attention back t the television, determined to focus on the movie.

Russia only got himself more and more angry, involuntarily glaring daggers at England. Russia was never good at the "sharing" idea. Why give somthing to someone if its your? Russia though. HE corrected himself, repeating "You don't get some\one if they went your is the first place." Russai made sure America was looking at him when he put his finger under Finland chin and kissed him, forcing the smaller nation in to a deeper and deeper kiss

America looked at Russia he couldn't blame him, but that didn't make him less pissed, "What the hell Russia?!" he spat at the other man. Did he really just kiss Finland, he didn't know about their past, but there must have been something. It didn't make it hurt less, involuntarily held Arthur closer as he glared.

Finland didn't expect that form Russia, kissing him, he felt Russia's tounge, in his one. "A...french kiss..." Finland thoughy to himself, he hugged Russia, putting his arms around his neck, he looked at America, and he cut the kiss. "Is something wrong Mr. America?" he tried to sound like he didn't know what was going on

England winced at America's jealousy-laced voice. He bit his lip. Maybe this wasn't such a good idea after all... "America?" He murmured, trying to calm him down, "America..." He sighed softly.

Russia almost felt better knowing America was pissed off. "Well..." He could suppress a small smirk from forming on his lips. "If england gets you, than i get finland? Da?" Russia leaned over and lightly bit finaldns neck, kissing the same spot a second later

America was snapped out of his internal fit of jealousy and turned to him saying, "Yeah Iggy?" he herd what Russia had to say and scoffed, "Do what you want, but at the end of the day you belong to me and I belong to you." he began to place kisses on England's neck, not out of spite, but rather because he wanted to, he wanted to see what the Brit felt and tasted like

Finland moaned softly "Russia..." Finland whispered, "D-do you really want to do this.... I think Mr. America doesn't..." Finland though in those moments "This isn't fair, not for Sweden or America...but...tis is all I ever wanted... this is my dream...better enjoy this before getting beated up"

England relaxed, allowing the fluttery kisses to cause heat to spread down into his stomach, "Mmm..." He shifted on America's lap, his ass right over America's concealed member. He sighed contently, leaning further back against the American's chest.

RUssia smirked in to his neck, quitly said "Fuck Sweden and America.." And biting his neck again. Russia put a hand up the back of Finland shirt, lifting the back side of the shirt up to find lands neck.

America began to un button England's shirt turned him so that England was straddling him, he grinned at him before nipping at his neck and making his way down to one of England's nipples, playing with one in his mouth.

England bites back a moan, trying his hardest to keep quiet. He ground himself down on America's lap, seeking a little friction to add to the sensations that America was causing.His breathing became heavier and he rested his hands on America's knees to support himself while leaning back, giving the American more room around his chest.

Russia stop, and got a evle smirk on his face. Russia leaned down and grabbed his cell phone. He flipped it open and started taking a video of America and England, smirking while hiding the phone, on his scarf. Russia would use the videdo to his advangage. Russia turned so that finland could see the phone.

"this...this isn't right Russia" finland whisper on Russia's ear. He knew what he would do with that, he almost got shocked. "Russia, imagine if they were doing that to us...and send it to Sweden and Belarus..." he was still whispering on Russia's ear.

America felt his member get harder as he felt England grinding, America couldn't help but smirk, he unbuttoned England's pants and began to trace his fingers across the fabric. He bit and nipped at his chest while beginning to stroke England through his trousers .

"And wonder If I was doing this to them, and sent it to all the other nations of the world?" Russia said quitly, still recording all of there actions with a stedy hand. "Now, you can ether help me, or not..." Russai said, his tone telling finland that there was a right and wrong answer to the question.

Finland didn't know what to say, he breathed deeply, "OK, I'll help you... I won't say anything..." he said quietly, he felt quick the guiltiness.... It was wrong or right? he didn't say anything,it happened a lot of times, with Germany, it was common.

England could barely suppress his moans, beginning to pant as he bucked into America's hand. "A-america?" He managed out, trying to get the blond's attention. He gulped as he tried to steady his breathing.

Russia loved teh here england moan for the camera, smirking at the phone recorded every second of it. Russia could have thanked America for the wonderful opprotunty to gain leaveage. They were more and more under his controls every second the phone saw.

America grinned, is this why Russia loved teasing him, because right now England so needy and so....fuckable and down right adorable. He slid a hand through the Brit's pants and underwear as he continued to play with the nipple in his mouth.

Russia was loving it. "Just fuck him already~~" Russia though to himself. He was sure to cetach america pushing his hand down England pants. God, if only he knew what a mess russia was going to get him in to.