Sweden's P.O.V
Me and Norway were snuggling on his bed. North was still in jail, so I had nothing to fear. "Hey, nor?" "Yes, swe?" I took a deep breath, then asked ''Can we, um, continue?" He seemed to understand my meaning. "mmmmm" Then I felt his lips on my neck. I settled down, biting my lip. He bit and sucked at places, but then he found my spot, and I moaned breathlessly. He attacked that spot, making me moan like crazy. He snaked his hands under my shirt. I felt him feeling my stomach and sides, then he went up to my chest. I gasped and wiggled neadily. He moved from my neck, and watched my face as he removed my shirt. "Norway..." I panted. He cuped my breast's, then bent and bit down on one of my nipples. "SHIT!" I slapped a hand over my mouth. He moved to my other one, and I moaned giddly. 'Oh,god! oh god! ohgodohgodOHGOD!!!!' He stopped and moved to my mouth. He pushed his tongue into my mouth, and I allowed him to explore. When he was done, He came up for air. "Wholy SHIT sweden!" He gasped. I couldn't speak. I was shivering with need now. "Norway...please?" I wiggled my hips, giving him a pleading look. "Mmmm, in a minute" He removed his own shirt and then my pants. I watched as he slid down my underwear. "Norway, for god's sake...I hate you..." I huffed. He smirked, then removed his own pants and boxers. "Get ready" Norway warned, then he licked my puffy, hot folds. "NORWAY!!!!"
