Never Forgotten

Chapter Thirty Seven

Canada's POV:
After a month of our usual shenanigans, meetings, movie marathons, paperwork, and numerous visits from Romano, who Prussia was still a little cautious of, Nova had grown into a child of about ten. He was slowing down, thank god. I don't think I'm ready for a teenager. But at the meetings he hangs out with Iceland a lot, so it's only a matter of time before that stage picks up.
I took him fishing as much as I could, which wasn't much, but that shit was in his blood. One day he would be in charge of providing me with seafood, lumber, music and much more. I already had Scotland teaching him how to play the bagpipes too.
But anyway, this chapter isn't about Nova. It's about me and Gil.
Did I break the forth wall?
Désolé...
"Hey, Birdie, you wanna do something hella kinky?"
We hadn't had sex since that first time. A few steamy make out sessions but that was it. It's not like we could anyway. The walls are thin in my house.
"Kinky?" Nova was currently spending the weekend at Romano's place. We had the freedom to do whatever we wanted.
And what we wanted to do...
Was clearly each other.
"Ja!"
"What kind of kinky...?" I asked nervously, expecting him to pull a whip out of his pocket as well as a french maid outfit and cat ears.
That gave me an idea....
"Isht a surprise, sweet cheeks." He clicked his tongue at me.
"Oh my god, Gil tell me."
"Get in zhe truck."
"We're going to reenact your high school fantasies...?"
"Nein. Just roll wizh it."
I sighed. "Fine."
"Awesome! Kesesese~!" He grabbed my wrist and pulled me outside, climbing in the drivers seat of my truck and waiting until I buckled up before he drove.
It wasn't that late, but I was tired from doing paperwork all day and soon fell asleep against the passenger side window.
I woke up outside a house that was kinda familiar to me but not really.
"Isn't this Austria's place?" I asked. 
"Ja. But him und Hungary are on a date tonight."
"How'd you know?" I lifted an eyebrow.
"Facebook. Duh."
"Okay. Fine. But why are we here?"
"I said ve vere doing somezhing kinky..."
"I still don't get it." I sighed.
"Just follow me." He ordered. I did, taking his hand as we walked up to the front door.
"I believe he keeps zhe key under zhe rug..." The albino knelt and reached under the doormat, which looked like a keyboard. "Yep. Found it."
"What are we doing in Austria's place? Seriously?"
"Jou'll see." He unlocked the door, pulling me inside and then locking it behind him.
He seemed to know where he was going. I remember passing a few rooms and pictures of Austrian food before he opened one really fancy set of doors, revealing a room, only filled with instruments.
"Okay....still don't get it."
"Ve're gonna fuck on Austria's Piano." He almost yelled.
"Now that's just mean."
"Exactly." Gil rolled his eyes and pulled me toward the large black instrument in the room's centre. He closed the lid and lifted me onto it.
His thumbs slipped into the belt loops of my jeans and he moved between my legs.
I leaned down to kiss his lips, softly at first, but then roughly. He pulled away long enough to walk around the edge, using the stool to climb up with me.
"I'm topping zhis time, Mattie." He declared.
"G'head." I shrugged, pulling him over me and setting my hands on his hips.
"Ich Liebe dich." He whispered. "Just remember zhat vhen jour ass hurts later."
"Oh Gil~" I purred jokingly.
His hands worked at the zipper of my hoodie, sliding it open to reveal the Shania Twain t-shirt I bought once at a concert.
"Oh Mattie. That it soooo gay." Prussia shook his head disapprovingly.
"So's having my maple sausage up your ass." I shot back.
He rolled his eyes and kissed my neck.
I squeaked when he found my sweet spot. He started to suck there, bringing more moans to my lips.
He pulled away, stripping himself of his shirt. My fingertips explored his abdomen, feeling battle scars and hard muscle. They traced along the edge of his boxers, earning me a pleasured pant.
I let him rid me of my pants and boxers he threw them over his shoulder and they landed in the mouth of a tuba.
He waited for me to strip his pants and boxers off before he positioned himself to slide in.
"Ready?" He asked. I nodded.
He moved into me slowly, giving me a moment to get used to his size before thrusting slowly. His hand reached upwards and he worked his fingers around my curl delicately.
"A-ahh~ Gil~!" I moaned. My arms flailed to grasp onto anything, it turned out to be Prussia's back.
"Harder Birdie?" He asked.
"Yeah~" My fingernails dug into his flesh, drawing blood. He screamed in both pleasure and pain and thrusted faster.
His mouth started sucking on my earlobe as he pounded into me.
"Gil~ I'm cumming~" I warned before spritzing him with my maple flavoured jizz. He too dropped his load into my ass, letting out a series of heavy pants. Still inside me, Gil let go of my curl and set his forehead against mine.
"Je t'aime." I whispered as he pulled out and held me against his body.
Suddenly, a bright light flashed through the room, followed by a girlie scream.
"My piano!!!!;-;" The Austrian in the corner fell to the floor in tears while Hungary took photo after photo of our naked bodies.
"Shit. Jou veren't supposed to be home yet..." Prussia cursed, positioning himself in a way to cover me from the camera's view.
"You asshole! You defiled my baby!" Austria shrieked.
"Keeks is going to give me loads of money for zhese pictures!" Hungary smiled. "Zhank you, Gil."
"I...uh....jou're velcome..." Gil said awkwardly. He got onto the floor and began to pick up our clothes. "Vell...ve best be going...Jou two enjoy jour night..."
The two of us hightailed it outa there, jumping, still pretty naked, into the truck and driving off to my home.
"I'll have to admit." I told him about halfway through the drive. "That was the best sex I've ever had."

Oh man the things that my brain produces.
Kinky. Fucking. Shit.
Help.
Oh and happy November. I don't normally do any Christmas stuff until after Remembrance Day (least we forget) but merry shickmas everybody.
-shick