After another long world meeting and being ignored, Canada went to his office and had a small headache. All the other countries had been fighting, sleeping or yelling across the room and Canada only had tried to make progress and contribute but no one heard him. The somewhat scrawny Canadian rested on the small couch that was in the office but then there was a knock on the door.
"C-come in eh."
Who other than France, one of the few people who actually knew who Canada was, answered the door. Canada looked up to France and was actually in love with him. The other countries have found him as a pervert or as England said 'frog' but Canada knew differently. Canada knew the soft, caring side of him. France opened the door and leaned against the doorway, in Canada's eyes he looked stunning. France's blond hair was sloppily tied back into a loose ponytail, violet eyes showing kindness and passion, a small sweet smile that would make any girls heart flutter. His arms were crossed as he leaned against the doorway, looking straight at Canada.
"Bonjour Cana, you looked tired. I'm sure that it was a long meeting for you because it was for me. Why not get some rest dear boy~" France offered in a soothing voice.
"N-no no I'm not tired. Thanks for the offer though." Canada said timidly, he always felt like this constantly around Francis.
Francis was satisfied with that answer and stepped inside the office. He shut the door gently behind himself and dimmed the lights. For possibly the longest time he loved Canada for who he was and thought it was way past time to admit his feelings.
"Good~ well everyone had gone home and were the only ones in the whole building I'm sure." He locked the door.
Matthew noticed and filled nervously. "F-France why did you lock the door?"
Francis smirked slightly and sat next to the small petite blond.
"Oh Cana. I think its about time I say this." He gently pulled Canada to him and lifted his chin up gently. "I love you~" The Frenchman whispered softly then kissed him.
Canada's eyes widened as he felt the others lips against his. Instinctively, he kissed back and France being very lustful at the moment pushed Canada down, laying him down on the small couch. Canada gasped slightly when he was pushed down and he looked up at Francis.
"F-Francis what are you p-planning to do to me" He asked shyly.
"Hush don't worry Cana, you'll like what I'm doing~" Francis spoke lustfully and kissed Canada deeply and passionately.
Canada was about to speak up again but gasped when he felt the others hand pressed up against the his crotch. A dark blush crept on his cheeks, at this point he looked like one of Spain's tomatoes. A soft moan left his mouth as he arched his back. When France pulled away he finally, and simply said, "F-France take me~"
France didnt was a second after the small Canadians words. He quickly undressed himself and the petite Canada under him who was already hard. France got off Canada and sat up, he gestured him to come over and ride his cock. Canada went over and did as he was told. As he maneuvered himself over to the others hard cock, France grabbed Canada by his hips and quickly and roughly forced his member into Canada. He moaned out in deep pleasure and moved himself up and down on France.
~WOW IVE NEVER BEEN SO LAZY IN MY LIFE BUT TIME SKIP~
After France had came inside of Canada and not just once either, they both laid on the small couch together, cuddling into each other.
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Hetalia One-Shots
FanfictionI have mental issues I know it now. This is how you know I need Jesus. Some cute, some sad , and a bit of smut Im sure