Right Here, Right Now (Mpreg Aph One Shots)

PruCan #3

Matthew huffed. "Come on, Mattie! You gotta pick something!" Alfred was currently trying to get the small Canadian to play along with the stupid seven minutes in heaven game. He held steadfast. Gilbert looked on, chatting it up with Antonio and Francis. "Pleeeeease?"

"If I do will you leave me alone?" He really didn't want to be here. The Prussian next to him had convinced him to join the party as much as he hated to leave his kids with the rough Aussie girl. He thought she swore too much. She was Ralph's kid after all.

Alfred smiled. "Then I'll leave you alone." Matt shoved his hands, feeling something fuzzy immediately. A small beak pecked at him and he shook his head, pulling out his hand.

"Gilbert, putting Gilbird in the hat was a bad idea." He held the small puff of canary in his palm, petting its head. Gil spun around, looking cheeky.

"Nein, mein birdie. Gilbird doesn't peck anyone but you and I." The small bird flew into Gil's silver hair, settling there.

"Into the closet guys! You have seven minutes." Alfred ushered them into the closet, shutting the door and setting a timer. The only light was from the cracks in the door.

"I never like this game." Matthew whispered, feeling Gilbert press their bodies together. Canada felt lips brush on his neck and his face burned bright red. Arms held him flush against the other's body, their chests pressed firmly together so Matt could feel every curve in his husband's abs. He made a small noise of approval in the back of his throat, gasping when Gil licked at his collarbone. He wrapped his arms around his partner's neck, slowly being guided so his back was against the wall. The Prussian knight -or so he called himself - lifted up Mattie's shirt and pulled it off to kiss down his chest.

"G-gil, nnn!" Matt bit into his thumb, his other hand curling into the platinum blonde hair and tugging softly. The red eyed devil teased and kissed his torso, making small red marks along his abdomen. "Hmm!" Mattie bit harder into his hand when he felt Gilbert's tongue tease over his chest, trailing up to his neck where he left a bright red Hickey. He knew he wouldn't be able to hide it and he knew Gil didn't care.

"We have about a minute left, I'd say." Gilbert spoke with a husky voice. "Here." He pulled Matthew's shirt over his head again. He gave him a long kiss on the lips, eventually breking it so the Canadian could put on his shirt.

"You know I can't hide the Hickey, right?" Matt asked as he pulled on his shirt. Just the knick of time too, as Alfred pulled the door open. The timer was going off.

"Come on out of the closet." Al made a joke and Gilbert shoved him jokingly.

"Why don't you? You say you're bi when you're gayer than fuck." Mattie whistled, meowing about a cat fight.

"Very funny dudes. Next person to pick is gonna be Henry!"

Matthew leaned in to whisper to Gil. "I feel sorry for poor Detroit. He's gotta deal with Daddy Francis."

Gilbert snorted. "Well, I can keep France talking, if it's worth anything.

Matt glanced at his dad. He thought a moment a shrugged. "Worth seven minutes?"