Hetalia oneshots

Btt threesome (again)

"Hey, Gilbert, Antonio, remember that time we all had sex a lot and then Germany walked in on us?" Francis asked suddenly, setting his girly magazine~ on the bedsheets and pouting his perfect lips in the direction of his two friends.

"Yeah!" Antonio said, hoping to his feet. "That was really fun, and then I was excited because you guys said we'd do it again, but we haven't!" He shot them both puppy-dog eyes, causing Gilbert to roll his eyes and put down his book on caring with awesome chicks- which was written by himself.

"Sure, I said we'd do it, but you two aren't awesome enough for me!" the albino insisted, rolling onto his back. His shirt pulled up slightly to reveal a strip of the toned torso that Francis and Antonio eyed hungrily. They inconspicuously smirked at each other, and then Antonio purred, "Not awesome enough, hmm...?" He knelt to the floor, then crawled over until he was straddling Gilbert's waist. The albino looked unimpressed, and Antonio was disappointed when he couldn't feel even a hint of a boner.

"I think we're awesome enough, don't you, Antoine?" Francis asked smoothly, slipping off of the bed to stand over Gilbert.

"I agree!" Antonio said cheerily. "I also think that I have an idea that will make Gilbert think that we're incredibly awesome..." He smirked down at the personification of Prussia and then hopped off of him. Francis and Antonio moved as one, grabbing Gilbert and hoisting him onto the bed Francis had so recently vacated. As soon as he was perched atop the mattress, Antonio jumped on top of him, holding him down as Francis handcuffed Gilbert's ankles and wrists to the bedposts.

"Guys... guys, this isn't funny!" Gilbert said, eyes widening in horror and Antonio began tugging on his belt. "Guys! I already told you that I don't want- Ah!" Gilbert sucked in a breath as Francis joined the other two on the large bed and nibbled on the albino's ear. Antonio grinned as he noticed the growing tent in Gilbert's pants, relishing the fact that he and Francis were going to ravish their friend, and he wouldn't be able to stop them.

Antonio finally got Gilbert's belt undone and pulled his pants down to about his knees. His underwear soon followed, allowing his dick to spring up from its restraints. Gilbert flushed at the cool air on his manhood but was soon distracted as Francis moved from nibbling at his ear to biting at his neck. Gilbert let out a long moan, dick aching for someone to touch it already.

Antonio sighed, feeling his mouth water at the thought of swallowing Gilbert. Sadly, that was not part of the plan, so instead of moving his mouth toward Gilbert's lonely penis, he bent down and began placing kisses along the insides of his thighs. This, combined with Francis's bites, which were getting harder and wetter as time went by, was enough to make a high, keening noise come out of Gilbert's throat. Antonio grinned at it, letting his tongue trail its way up and down Gilbert's thighs. Heh. Not awesome enough, he said?

Francis moved, mouth first, down Gilbert's body, finally reaching out and grabbing the hem of his t-shirt. He slowly slid the shirt over the soft flesh of the albino's torso, then up over his head, until it lingered just underneath his elbows. Francis noticed Gilbert's clenched fists with a seductive smile, then turned his attention to the albino's nipples, stroking and squeezing one with his hand while pursuing his lips around the other. Gilbert's arms trembled slightly against their restraints and he grit his teeth to keep from moaning loudly.

"Oh, go on, let it out..." Francis smirked. "You know we both want you to..."

"N-no," Gilbert muttered, sweat beading his brow. "I won't. Let me out."

Antonio grinned. "No way, mi amigo."

Gilbert glowered at them both, then shuddered as Antonio's mouth moved so close to his dick it made him want to scream.

"Oh really know, Gilbert... You know we won't let you out until you moan."

"C' mon guys...!" Gilbert complained. "This isn't cool!"

Antonio snorted. "Oh please, you know you like it."

Gilbert shrugged. "Okay yeah, but come on, do we really have to do this right n- HOLY FUCK."

Francis grinned evilly as he pressed himself against Gilbert's vital regions. "You still haven't moaned," he said. He began slowly moving up and down against Gilbert's cock, causing him to bite his lip so hard it bled.

"Just moan, it'll be easier," Antonio said with a grin.

"Never," Gilbert said breathlessly.

"You're already halfway there," Francis pointed out.

"Never. Fucking. Ever."

Antonio sighed. "Well, Francis, I think it's about time."

Francis grinned. "Oh yes, I think so."

Antonio moved to Francis, who turned around to face Antonio. Francis reached out and began removing Antonio's shirt.

"Guys!" Gilbert complained, a needy note rising in his voice. "Please don't!"

Antonio grinned and began pulling off Francis's clothes in the passionate way he was known for. "I'm going to fuck Francis on top of you," he told Gilbert.

"What?! No, don't!"

"You can't stoooop meeeeee," Antonio said in a singsong voice as he pulled down Francis's underwear. He kissed the top of Francis's dick, then kissed it with his mouth open. Francis moaned and arched his back against Gilbert's stomach, causing Gilbert to yank violently against his restraints.

"Gilbert, don't tell me you want to get free..." Antonio said, coming up for air. He grinned at Gilbert, whose eyes were wide with need.

"I-I definitely don't want to get free so that I can fuck you guys or anything," Gilbert said, voice choked.

"That's not what your erection is telling me," Francis said breathlessly. "Come on, Antonio, finish what you started."

Antonio bent down and took Francis in his mouth, causing the Frenchman to squirm around wildly in ecstasy.

"Francis! Antonio! Let me go!"

"Mmmm," Antonio said, partially in reply and partially for Francis's benefit.

"We're not letting you go," Francis panted. "Not until you give in."

"I will never give in," said Gilbert.

Antonio came up again, then began slipping off his pants. "Francis, condom or no condom?" he asked.

Francis smirked. "Whichever way you prefer, mon ami,"

"Condomless, then." Antonio reached into a pocket of his jeans and pulled out a bottle of lube, then threw the pants to the floor.

"Guys, are you seriously going to-" Gilbert began. He stopped as soon as Antonio slapped a condom on then pushed into Francis, who moaned loudly. "Okay... I guess you are." Gilbert swallowed as he watched Antonio move inside Francis, who let out another moan.

Antonio leaned down and kissed Francis on the mouth, then moved down to his neck, sucking and nipping at it just hard enough to leave marks. Gilbert swallowed again and squirmed a little underneath them. This was the weirdest thing he had ever seen, and it was making him the horniest he had ever been.

"Oh my god, guys, seriously. Just let me go and-"

Francis let out a particularly loud moan, then smirked at Gilbert, who squeezed his eyes shut and hoped for the best.

"Wait, so... so... if I just moan..." Gilbert said frantically. "Then... will you let me..."

Antonio nodded slightly while thrusting.

"Okay, fine then..." Gilbert took a deep breath, then moaned the loudest, most sexual moan ever in the history of the Bad Touch Trio.