Hetalia yaoi (choose the future)

Chapter 10: the pub

"There is no way to stop both of them from acting like this, you have to wait till the storm stops." Francis explained, playing with a metallic pair of objects in his pockets. "So, it's gonna take a while, but we are safe for now." France smirked mischievously at Britten. "You know, there's lots of fun things to do right now that we are alone..." He leaned a bit closer, the objects in his hand clinking a bit. Britten frowned upon hearing the noise, beginning to say, "Like wha-" He cut off with a gasp as France pinned Britten to the table face down. "Ugh, what are you doing you bloody bastard!" France clipped the object -handcuffs -onto Britten, so he wouldn't escape. "This isn't funny!" Britten hissed as he struggled. "Honhonhon, of course it's not... I just wanted to have a little fun." France leaned over Britten and rubbed his member. Britten flushed, feeling himself grow hard. "W-what? No, F-France your drun- ah!" France then flipped Britten over and took of all of his clothes with slow, teasing motions. He sucked on his nipple and rubbed his other, and Britten bit into his lip, unable to move against his restraints. Britten's face turned red trying not to release any moans. France pulled his pants down, surprised and a bit horrified by the sight, almost beginning to regret his decision.
"T-that's huge..." He stammered. Britten looked at it, wondering if it would even fit inside. France got closer to Britten's member, pulling his own pants down to reveal his member before he rubbed them together. Britten bucked up while Francis kept on rubbing, clenching his teeth, feeling out of control of his actions. "Oh~ F-fuck." France started to buck faster as he looked at Britten's pleasured face.  "F-France, I'm coming!" France moved faster at Britten's words. A moment later, they both released at precisely the same time. "H-holy shit." Britten moaned. France slid to his knees, and licked the cum off of Britten's member. "F-France, what t-the hell?" Britten said panting. "Did you have fun?" France queered with a smirk. Britten turned his head and nodded, his face burning red. France pulled up towards Britten and kissed him. Britten was shocked at first, but the threw his hands around Frances neck, deepening it. But suddenly Britten noticed that the rain stopped. "France, the rain... We should go and look for him now." France nodded. They slid their pants on for each other. "Ugh, I hate you so much." Britten groaned, his face still flushed. "I know you do." France grinned smugly, and walked out of the pub while Britten limped... But when they did, they saw America laying on the ground. "We should take him to Canada." France explained as Britten groaned and gave a nod of agreement

GOOD ENDING.

~Other author here, sorry it's a bit more rushed than I thought. I'm just getting into Hetalia so sorry if I screwed something up. I'll be helping out here for a bit, so leave a comment on what I could be doing better while I'm here!

Thanks, XOXO -Nysrak