England shuffled from the bright hazy portuguese sun.He moved and groaned away from the warm annoying sunlight and felt a shift from the summery sun sheets and instead met with strong steady arms that lift him up with ease.The englishman didnt even have to open his stubborn closed eyes,he can already sense and feel the seashore waters rinsing him off as he made love to the man. The man held the sleepy man up and placed his hands down his husbands waist.
"As much as I love you having in my arms,I think you should get up. I made breakfast"laughed the cheery portgueseman. England only groaned."I'll eat later,after i get my clothes on"England suddenly flushed.He was indeed naked in the pearly white blankets that hid his creamy clearskin. He also realized that their bodies were rubbing."Is this how you wake people up?"ask england as he placed his head on Afonso neck.Afonso only hummed a sweet lullably as he swayed his bodies with england."You're very beautiful you know?"hummed Afonso. England swayed back with equal force,his vision starting to brighten and yawned into the warm portguese sun right next to him
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You're Perfect to Me (Engport)
FanfictionPortugal was never known by name,but by brutality.His sharp scar over his right eye sure does show who is pretty well.But England knows beyond that small cut and wants to show how beautiful Portugal really is. more like, a warm morning with port and...
