Belarus x America

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Happy Birthday Belarus!!
I'm sleep deprived while writing this btw so have fun with that!

Making out heavily at the bottom of the stairs, how the hell did this happen?! WELL! It all began with a little person who named themselves the hero. Do you know who it is? That's right! Natalia! Wait...I mean Alfred Freedom Jones, haven't you ever wondered what the F. stood for? Well, it stands for Freedom.

Anyway, making out under the stairs while Alfred loses his coat is kind of a compromising position to be in while a world meeting is going on just down the hallway.  It started with Natalia being late for the meeting so she was running down the stairs which is where Alfred was, ditching the meeting of course. Natalia tripped on her heels, and Alfred, being the hero he is caught the Belorussian and one thing lead to the next, one of those things being accidentally pulling on Nantucket while trying to get up, and Alfred had flipped Natalia onto her back and began the make out session, the meeting long forgotten.

Alfred pulled away for air, and noticed Natalia blushing heavily but also looking away from him. Alfred moved her chin, forcing her to look at him, "You okay?" He asked, worried he was being too forceful in his approach.

"Da..." Natalia replied, then she looked into his eyes, "It's just...do...do you have feelings for me?" She asked.

It seemed like a weird question at first but then Alfred realized she must be asking because he just started making out with the cutie. "I guess I forgot to confess, huh?" He asked with a small laugh.

"That's not something you are to be forgetting, da?" Natalia asked, her voice deepening.

Alfred shivered in fear for a moment, "Well, I love my dudette!" He yelled, before Natalia could reply Alfred's lips silenced her and his hands began roaming again, Natalia not sure how to respond for a few moments and then Alfred moved down to her neck and she found it hard to keep herself from moaning.

"Lets continue this elsewhere," She suggested, Alfred shrugged and picked her up bridal style, running off to find them a secluded room.

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