Forbidden And Forsaken

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Note: this story is so close to being done and its about damn time. Cries in exhaustion

"You all look like shit," Germany said when they were all seated at the dinner table that night.

"I never look like shit," Third fake glared.

"You look like shit daily because you are shit," Weimar replied.

Third glared for real at that. It was only Empire's intervention that kept him from attacking his brother.

"Seriously, what were you doing all day while I was at work?" Germany asked once they'd all settled back down.

Smirks and blushes were exchanged around the table.

"Seriously?" Germany sighed exasperated.

"That's what you get for going to work for once," Weimar shrugged.

Germany huffed, "just for that I'm gonna break your ass."

"No need for that, he's already broken from today," Third pipped up. Weimar wacked him.

Germany raised an eyebrow, "explain."

Weimar sighed, "I fucked Third, Prussia, Empire, and then Empire again."

"Jesus! Why?" Germany exclaimed. The others at the table sniggered.

Weimar shrunk into himself, much to Third's delight. "I wanted to?"

Germany pinched the bridge of his nose, "remined me to never leave all of you home alone together without supervision."

"Excuse me, I think I am plenty of supervision," Prussia said mock hautily.

Germany stared dead eyed at him, "you are just as horny as the rest of these bastards."

Prussia sulked, knowing it was true.

"I don't think Empire is a bastard though," Weimar said cheekily, "he seems more like a bitch."

Empire glared at his son silently. He was still feeling a little off from their previous activities.

"You know what we haven't done?" Third asked, turning all attention towards him.

"What haven't we done? Fucked publicly? Some other kinky things I'd rather not mention in polite company?" His brother responded sarcastically.

"Fucked each other all at once," Third said proudly.

The others considered it for a moment. Prussia was the one to interrupt their thinking.

"I'm curious as to how the logistics of such an event would work?"

"Go with the flow?" Third shrugged, suddenly feeling a lot less confident.

"How about this," Germany began, "we all come up with some sort of fantasy we'd like to act out in a group setting, and then next week we work out how much of it we can actually do. Then, well, we do it."

Germany was blushing by the end of the announcement of his plan, however none of the others seemed as bothered. Third was the first to nod along, the others following suit.

"I sincerely hope I will be properly streched next time if I'm to take multiple people at once?" Prussia stared down Empire and Germany.

"We can arrange that," the youngest nation's blush deepened.

"You haven't fucked me and Third together yet though," Weimar pointed out.

"Do you want to do it tonight?" Germany asked.