Hetalia One-Shots

UsUk : Well Earned Shower (Lemon)

Warning : male x male sex.
If you do not like, do not read.
This will be a continuation of the one-shot "Gardening" taking place after America and England get wet playing with the gardening hose.

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America climbed up the stairs with England on one shoulder. He opened England's bedroom door and walked up to the bathroom. Once inside, he put the Brit down on the sink after pushing away any bothersome products. He dove down and locked lips with the confused nation.

England couldn't protest and just went along with it. America forced his way into England's mouth and his tongue twirled around the green-eyed country's. His hands made their way to the soaked shirt and lifted it up over his boyfriend's head, breaking the heated kiss. He took his off fast, longing the lips of his lover.

One hand reached out to the shower and turned the water on. Lips still glue onto England's, he unbuckled his pants taking them off, left with only his underwear. America grabbed England's legs wrapping them around his hips hoisting the older country in the air.

England broke the kiss in need of air and breathed heavily, his head hanging back. The American saw the opportunity and seized it. He started biting the pale skin, taste of sweat still lingering on it. He entered the tub and stood under the shower, England still lifted in the air. England arched his back and cried out once the cold water touched his skin.

"America! You idiot! The water's way too cold!" He reached down and turned the faucet making hot water pour out. America didn't even pay attention, too busy biting the Brit's neck. He pushed England against a wall of the shower as support and held him from his ass. He whispered against England's skin making him shiver.

"You shouldn't wear these kind of shorts, I can see your ass when you walk around, or is that your intention?"

England shook his head blushing and answered between pants, "Of course not you git!"

America slipped his hands under the wet fabric and squeezed his butt tightly. "No underwear, you were anticipating this, weren't you?" the blue-eyed nation smirked licking his lover's collar bone. England didn't answer but moaned, gripping tightly onto America's back.

The American untangled England's legs and set him down. He kissed the nation's torso, his hands snaking all over his body. Arrived before his goal, he pulled the shorts down letting England's erection out. The nation shivered in anticipation and turned his head to the side shutting his eyes tightly. America wrapped his fingers around England's cock and gave it a tight squeeze from the base up to the tip.

England let out a low moan opening his eyes, his cheeks becoming redder. America kissed the tip then swallowed the whole thing as if it were nothing. His tongue playfully swirled around England's sex while his hand gripped the base of his cock. "H-Hot..." England moaned placing his hands on America's head, unconsciously bobbing his head on his dick.

The younger nation smiled against the erection and turned the water to cold. England let out a cry mixed with pleasure and discomfort. He held onto America's drenched hair and panted hoarsely, "A-America... I-I'm coming!" America sucked hard making a popping sound as his lips slipped off the tip. White liquid spurted out and onto America's face. He got up looking at England seductively as the nation could barely stand up, his legs shaking from the orgasm he had.

America kissed England roughly as he unhooked the shower handle bringing it over his face to wash himself off. "Am-merica... I can't stand up any longer," the nation whined holding onto his boyfriend. The blue-eyed man held him by the hips and turned him around, facing the wall.

He bent over and whispered in his ear, "Hold on tightly to the wall..."

He kissed England's neck and bit it, leaving a dark hickey. He squatted again up to the hight of England's ass. He leaned forward and entered his tongue without warning. England arched his back and let out a cry. America played around some more then sucked on a finger. He placed it at the entrance then pushed it in. Progressively, he added up to three fingers, pumping them in and out.

England's moans echoed in the bathroom, slightly covered by the gushing water. He whispered between pants begging, "E-Enough... Please... Put it... In me..."

America smirked, waiting for those words. He removed the fingers and pulled off his drenched boxers, putting them aside. He stood behind England slightly turning his face to kiss him. The kiss was sloppy but a good distraction as his tip entered the Brit.

England broke off the kiss moaning against his lovers lips. America slowly pushed in deeper then immediately started moving. England groaned in pleasure as America thrusted fast into him. The country began to slip on the wet wall despite being held by the hips by America.

America noticed and slipped out of England, earning a dissatisfied moan. He turned him around and hoisted him like before, wrapping his legs around his own hips. England grabbed onto America's shoulders as the younger pushed him down on his cock. England arched his back, his mouth wide open, a deep moan slipping from his lips as America had hit his special spot.

"M-More..."

America happily obliged, pushing England against the wall for support. The cold wall on England's back sent shivers down his body as he sank his nails in America's back. The country thrusted fast, trying his best to hit England's prostate as often as he could. He was successful and his boyfriend screamed, "A-America! I'm coming!"

America pushed his lips onto England's, letting his tongue slip in as his hand snaked down and started pumping England's cock. The stimulation was too much for England and he cried out America's name as he came. America continued thrusting making England's orgasm last longer until he came as well.

The bathroom was filled with pants as both nations regained composure. America unfolded England's legs setting him down. Having no strength left, the country was obliged to hold on to his lover. America slipped out of him and kissed England softly on the cheek. He rinsed both of their bodies then turned the water off. He carried England out of the tub and wrapped him with a towel before picking him up once again from behind the knees and back.

They exited the bathroom and laid on the bed. America returned to the bathroom to get himself a towel. When he came back England started complaining laying on his back, "I'll never be able to walk again..."

America raised an eyebrow and laughed, "Aw come on, you say that every time!"

England blushed and turned around hiding his face.

"We should do this more often," America stated, wrapping the towel around his hips.

England sat up frowning, his face covered in a deep blush. "We should not!"

America sat down beside him. "It's not like you didn't like it," he mentioned swinging his arm around England's shoulders. The Brit bit his lip turning away, his cheeks burning.

"Well, no..."

The American smiled and kissed his boyfriend on the cheek. "Then how about occasionally?" he proposed.

England nodded still looking away. "Fine..."

"I'm thirsty, I'm going downstairs to make lemonade," America declared standing up. He grabbed a t-shirt and put it on, his towel still wrapped around his waist. England shook his head watching his boyfriend walk out the room dressed the way he was. He laid back down waiting for the sweet drink, knowing America would bring him a glass as well.

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fluffyunicorneggs   This is my first time writing smut so please forgive me if it isn't perfect or if I misused terms or if it was just sloppy... I just hope it isn't that bad...
But thank you very much for reading anyway... ^^