France walked into the meeting room, and there unfolded a scene of chaos. England yelling at America, Norway and Denmark fighting, Switzerland and Japan having an argument, and then there was Greece asleep. Russia was sitting on Canada and Hungary was beating Prussia up next to Austria.
He smiled and sat down, presenting a bunch of flowers to England. Germany yelled at them all to be quiet and Italy brought up his love of pasta. But France didn't really care. He just looked across the table at his lover, Arthur. Arthur looked at him and smirked, seeing that he wasn't paying attention. England stood up and left the room to go to the corridor away from the conference room, waiting for France to come out.
Soon, France came out of the room and turned quickly to face England. He smiled and walked over t him, pinning England to the wall. He smiled and looked at him, turning his head slightly. " Hello mon amour. Can I help you?"
England smirked and said, " Why yes you can actually. Follow." France smirked and as England interlinked his fingers, he followed him.
They turned into a room that no one was using and England locked the door. He turned to France and quickly pinned him beneath him on the table. France gasped and England smiled. He gave France a quick peck, then he pulled away, taking off his jacket and tie, popping three of his buttons.
France smiled and grabbed England's face in his hands and pulled his head closer to his lips and proceeded to kiss him.
England stopped fumbling with his clothes and grabbed France's head in his and kissed back. They had had this relationship going secretly for a while now, hiding it from their families and friends so they wouldn't be excluded.
Franced moaned slightly into the kiss and England smiled. They stood up as one and moved so that England's body was pressed against the wall. Suddenly they had turned from a sweet kiss to a passionate, lust filled kiss. France licked England's lips, asking for permission. England allowed it, and so began a battle for dominance which he lost. England let out a moan and France smiled, then moved them as one to the table and ripped off his shirt. England fumbled at his lovers shirt and slid it off, savoring the touch of France's chest.
Shirts off, the two lovers turned so that France's back was to the wall. He peered at England who smiled and deepened the kiss more, if that was possible. France wrapped his legs around England, realizing that England was the dominant one in this moment.
England took his weight and smiled, knowing that France had allowed him to take control. He pulled away, breaking their kiss and peered at France, smirking a bit. France pouted and England just laughed. He knew what it would take to break him and he decided to push his limits. France was put out and tried to lower his legs. England shook his head and turned him around so that his back was on the table. France looked at him quizzically and England smiled, then lowered himself so that he was inches above him, taunting him. France tried to stretch his neck up, but Arthur was just out of reach.
England quickly pecked his lips and pulled away a satisfied smile on his lips. France reached up with his hands and forced his head down and kissed him, running his hands through the other mans soft blonde hair. 'Well this isn't a pg-13 kiss' England though as their tongues played a game of tag, the scent of roses and beer mixing together to form a tantalizing aroma.
Suddenly the door burst open and in burst America. He looked at the men, who were looking up at him with expressions of shock and embarrassment. He lowered his hamburger, which he had loaded in case there was a problem. he looked at the men and smiled. He ran out of the room and France looked at England with bemusement.
When they walked back into the meeting room, Italy came running out with a smile on his face and suddenly, streamers flew from the ceiling and the rest of the countries smiled at the two, and the two men smiled.
Suddenly France took England's hand in his, intertwining their hands. England looked down at the hands in surprise and France quickly swooped in, holding England bridal style. England giggled (a/n England giggled!) and France laughed his booming laugh. Suddenly England and France caught each other's eye and knew that there was nothing to fear. And they kissed under a rain of confetti supplied by Hungary and Japan who smiled at the happy couple, Japan holding a tissue to his bleeding nose.
*****2 years later*****
They burst out of the chapel, the two men shouting in glee, finally being able to be a married couple. The rest of the countries soon followed and threw rice at them. France looked into England's eyes and said, " I have one more surprise for you mon amour". And France kissed him, confetti falling from the roof of the chapel. England smiled into the kiss, remembering the meeting.
Hey guys! So I wanted to do this because I love the idea of friends of any gay person to accept their sexuality and loving them as a friend no matter what. And I personally ship FrUk. No Idgaf if you don't like the ship, I hope you enjoyed this. And also, please, if you see anyone getting insulted, please stand up for them and help them out. You might make a new friend or two.
Gay isn't an insult. If you have insulted anyone by using that phrase, or hear someone using that to insult someone, remember that love can't be an insult. I felt like I needed to adress this subject as I am dealing with a topic that is controversial. i know a lot of these stories involve men x men, but I wanted to address it in this one as it is somewhat more controversial. <3 you all, check out my other stories and as always comment, add, fan and vote!
