Unbreakable bond - CanAme CountryHumans Fanfic (SEQUEL)

Chapter 6 - Playing Along

TW: Sex, mention of murder. 

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It had been a while since Canada had come back to the basement. America had laid in the dark for the most part, that or trying to figure out how to escape. He had come to the scary conclusion that the only way to escape was to play along. If he could get Canada to trust him enough, he could eventually have enough freedom to escape his confinement. 

The basement door opened, and Canada walked down the stairs with food in his hands. He sat the food down next to America and watched him. America hesitated but began eating. Canada seemed pleased and pet his head. Once finished with his food he spoke. 

"I have come to a conclusion." America tried to mask his true intentions. "I am wrong. You are-" America paused, it hurt him to say it, but he reminded himself this was for his well-being and his family. "The only one for me. I want to be with you, no one else." America continued, "It's so lonely down here and dark. I want to be around you more, please let me upstairs." 

Canada smiled, "I am glad you agree. I knew the truth all along. Russia wasn't good for you, I was." He thought for a minute, "Maybe you can go up soon. Prove to me you mean what you said." 

America bit his lip and took a deep breath in. "It's for my family." He reminded himself. He got closer to Canada and kissed him, Canada moved closer and kissed back, harsher and deeper. America moved his mouth to give kisses down Canada's chin and neck, making Canada get even closer. Canada undid the rope around America's ankles and got in between them. He grinded on America with his erection. America moaned as Canada let a hand slip up America's shirt and play with his nipples. He squirmed and shook with every touch as Canada continued, getting more and more aroused with every action America made. Canada let his hand glide down to America's pants and undid them, removing them and taking his boxers off. Canada took off his own pants and underwear and positioned himself at America's hole. 

Canada slowly inserted himself inside America and moved slowly. America groaned and tried to grip onto something, but his hands were tied. Canada sped up the pace more, inconsiderate of America's pleas to slow down. Canada watched America's expressions as his eyes rolled into the back of his head and his mouth opened slightly. America's breathing hitched and his back arched, releasing onto Canada while he still continued. Canada's trusts became sloppier and more desperate as he could feel himself about to cum. He gripped one hand onto America's neck and another on his hip and gave one deep thrust, releasing his seed inside him. Canada thrusted a couple more times trying to ride out his orgasm and his horny frenzy subsided. He pulled out and panted. America could feel blood and sperm run down his thigh from Canada's roughness and orgasm. He put on his clothes and helped putting on America's as well. He tied the ropes around America's ankles and gave him a kiss on the forehead. 

"You will be able to go upstairs tomorrow if you're good." Canada commented before walking up the stairs. "I love you!" He yelled; large smile plastered on his face. 

America hesitated, "I love you too!" Canada blushed and left. America sat in the dark, alone. 

Canada had been cleaning the house and getting rid of any sign of Russia and the child. He had thrown every family photo into the trash and had almost completely taken everything out of RusAme's room so that it looks like a regular guest room. In the master bedroom, Canada had washed the bedsheets so that even Russia's scent couldn't even be found. He had even started a fire where he burned Russia's clothes. 

He had started inserting himself into the home. He put his clothes were Russia's used to be. He slept on Russia's side of the bed. He is even planning on going to the store soon to buy picture frames so he can have his pictures hung up on the wall. 

Canada had also been thinking about the bodies. He knows he can't keep them in the basement forever, it would stink up the place. He also can't let America know their dead just yet, it might ruin things. Canada plans to bury them out in the woods but there were other ideas he had. He had already dug holes for them and decided to leave the graves unmarked if he did decide to bury them. Canada thought back to their deaths, it was so freeing. He remembered all the times that he thought about Russia. He remembered how much he wanted to put his head on a stick and show it off. 

Canada had finally gotten what he has worked so hard for, and America has gotten what he has feared the most. 

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Give me some ideas for future chapters, I'm a bit stumped on the plot. 

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