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It was odd to feel Prussia's eyes on him just before he sat down though... It made him even more embarrassed about all of this. He couldn't believe he was actually going to allow someone he actually had feelings for stay with him. Well, he wasn't sure if it was feelings or anything, he just knew he was really happy that the other noticed him and everything. He liked that he was getting some attention... He was downright starved for it, so it made him want to cling to the country that was finally giving him some attention... That was probably one of the main reasons he actually stayed out here, sadly. He wasn't sure how it felt to like someone as it was, so he couldn't vouch for his own feelings much less someone else's...

Though, he was so very happy that Prussia allowed him to hold his hand like that. It was a comforting feeling and he enjoyed it a lot... So, of course he'd be happy that the other would allow it. Though, it only made him all the more odd feeling about this. He couldn't control how shy and nervous he was, especially around other countries... That was probably why no one noticed him or even saw him. He was so quiet and shy. He didn't put himself in the middle of any situations as it was... So, why should they take notice to someone as insignificant as him?

Watching as the hand was pulled away from him, his eyes went up to Prussia's. He let out a soft squeak when the other began to pull him closer though and he felt rather intimidated by this country as his wide eyes stared up at the much more confident red ones looking down on him. He swallowed the dryness in his throat and he slowly crossed his legs, feeling really exposed in this dress again. That gesture made him feel less exposed at least. He just felt the need to cross his legs while wearing this dress... He knew how revealing one that was this short could be... And of course his little friend would have to pick out a rather skimpy one. What, did he want Canada to get laid or some shit?

"Th... Then perhaps you should try to learn more..." he whispered softly, not sure how to react to the suddenly closeness. He bit down on his lower lip again, his skin crawling some from the feeling of the other touching that same spot. His arm was wrapped so securely around him... It seemed almost possessive... And yet, slightly protective as well... Or perhaps Canada was over analyzing it, but the gesture seemed rather intimate regardless his thoughts.

"Perhaps I should..." Prussia replied with a smirk spreading over his lips. Though he couldn't really think of how to start them off with just trying to learn about each other... especially with the fact that all he could think about was being really close to this little Canadian. He was just so cute, so adorable... Prussia's eyes followed down the length of those legs that actually looked very good for male. Not even hairy either. It made Prussia wonder if Canada actually shaved to wear that dress that day. It was odd to think about, but he wanted to reach out and touch them and see how they felt. Smooth or not... he just had to find out.

Bending down just slightly, he let the hand (that wasn't on Canada's hip) brush along the knee very slowly. There was so much exposed in this dress and at least, unlike Italy, he knew how to cover himself up from being seen under his dress. There were so many modest things about this little Canadian and he liked that. Modesty made it even more fun to touch... there was nothing like the innocence of being afraid to show someone what you got. Why didn't Prussia ever realize before that it was extremely sexy for him to have someone like that? Now he wanted it... he wanted the innocence. He wanted to take it and devour the poor little country.

The skin felt good, rather Canada shaved or not. He could have been just naturally like this... it didn't matter one bit what was going on with these legs. Nothing mattered about them except for the fact that Prussia liked feeling on them and that they were very nice to the touch. Of course, taking it slow, he just let his fingers caress over the knee and only about an inch below. Never above... he didn't want to scare his little Canada now.

It was a little difficult to search for something to say while doing this. He did want to break the silence that almost feel between them. That couldn't happen, it would just probably freak Canada out too much. Then he remembered something as he looked down those smooth, pale legs (if they were even considered pale when looking at himself), the heels... how could they not be painful to Canada if they were to Italy, whom he was sure had worn them several times before.

"Don't your feet and ankles hurt?" he asked softly, hoping that Canada wasn't in to much pain.

Though, those eyes on him only made the fact that he felt exposed worse. He knew there was plenty to see when it came to his legs... His eyes went down to his own legs for a moment, wishing he could know what the other was thinking about him right now. It had to be good if he was still holding Canada so close to his body... That was a good sign, wasn't it? Canada surely hoped so as he stopped looking at his own legs and glanced back over to Prussia, taking his time on allowing his eyes to go back up to this other country's face. He, for some reason, felt the need to check the other out as well. He really did look good in that suit... But there really wasn't much to look at sadly... Canada was much more bare that the other was due to this dress... Hell, it didn't even have sleeves to it. His shoulders were completely bare.

Breath hitching when he noticed Prussia's other hand moving, his eyes followed it without moving his head too much. He didn't want the other to know that he felt so paranoid just about that one hand... But then again, he was anticipating to know where it touched. He bit down on his lip and closed his eyes when he felt the fingers brush against his knee though. It caused light sensations to crawl up his nerve endings and dance along the ridges of his spine. He was so confused by how he was acting out here, but... He didn't want to act any differently. Those fingers actually felt rather nice, but he was still afraid of too many touches. Canada was afraid of becoming too intimate with someone... Even someone he liked, such as Prussia.

When he heard the other speak, his eyes actually shot open and his face turned back upwards slightly to listen to what the other said. It caused his face to flush, but it was in the reverse effect than usual. The color drained from it actually. It was kind of embarrassing to have the other ask if his feet hurt... Prussia had obviously never worn heels before. That wouldn't come as a shock to his senses though. The other did seem much more manly than Canada appeared to be... It would be quite amusing to think of the other in heels... Or even in a dress. Though, the idea wasn't too bad to Canada. He was fond of new things being tried as it was...

"Well... Just a little," he admitted, rolling his ankle around in its socket some. He shrugged his shoulders as he folded his hands into his lap. His eyes then went from his ankle back up to Prussia's eyes, wondering why he'd ever asked. It seemed like a rather odd question.

Watching Canada's reactions to him speak was very interesting. It seemed he was so afraid of something and he didn't completely understand what. Perhaps it was his intentions. He could only guess that Canada was afraid of what Prussia was going to do next. His actions were a little on the more intimate side anyways. Canada could at least tell that fact very well and Prussia was starting to think that Canada knew very damn well what he was doing. So why wasn't he stopping him? Prussia could only imagine that Canada wouldn't let things get to far if he was so modest. Though there was always the possibility that Canada was just desperate for attention... desperate for something he really did need and deserved to have. Prussia did very much think that Canada deserved to have so much more attention than he had gotten in the past. He was just to innocent to not have someone realize how much he was worth.

"Just a little...?" Prussia was abnormally quiet when he repeated it. He wanted to make sure that it wasn't really more than just a little at all. Canada could lie so that it wouldn't seem so bad and so Prussia wouldn't worry more. That wasn't a problem though, Prussia wanted it to hurt a little at least and help make it better. So slowly, he moved his hand down the rest of Canada's leg. He was just barely touching the skin, just enough to cause a reaction if Canada was sensitive, but not enough to be called a pervert... because he really wasn't touching him like that. He went about this until his hand reached the ankle Canada had closest to him, the one that was on his crossed leg. He let his fingers rest against it and massaged at it gently, realizing it would hurt if he massaged such a bony area to hard.

Prussia went about this for a moment in the same spot, before he moved his hand over the top of Canada's foot and rubbed at the skin. He didn't want to make the blond disturbed or nervous about the simple action. It was meant to look like he was just wanting to make him feel better. That was what he was trying his best to do. That was all.

Then he moved his hand back away from the foot and back up his leg in the same manner he had let it slide down. He rested it fully on Canada's knee again and let his other hand move from around him and to his chin, turning his face just enough to be aligned with his.

Having Canada this close to his face was something that compelled him to do more. He just wanted a look at first. All he wanted was to see those blue eyes looking at him and now he had it. Though he wanted more than just those eyes looking at him when he saw those lips puffed out slightly from his grip. They looked so delicious. Prussia couldn't help but to lean in and press his lips to Canada's. It was very much a good feeling for him.

Parting his lips slightly when Prussia repeated what he said, but then Canada decided not to speak when the other reached down his leg again. As the fingers ghosted over his leg, his eyes closed softly. His skin felt like it was on fire right now, just from those tiny touches... It was probably because he was so aware of them gliding along his newly found sensitive flesh. He didn't even think his leg could be quite that sensitive, but his thoughts were proved wrong as he sat there, his heart thudding wildly in his chest just from the feeling of those fingers gliding downwards. Now he knew why the other asked that question... He just wanted a reason to touch him... That was sweet, in Canada's mind. Prussia wanted to give a reason the next time he touched him. At least he cared a little... Well, he would like to think that he cared more than a little.

Those gentle touches on his ankle though... Why did it feel so nice? His eyes slowly opened and looked up at the other, enjoying the fact that he did seem to care... He found that to be odd in some way, but he also, obviously enjoyed it. His breathing was a little off from that, requiring a bit more oxygen every other breath... He couldn't help the way he was reacting to even such small, gentle touches... And on a spot as trivial as his ankle for that matter... But hell, it wasn't like countries went around touching him all the time or anything. He wasn't used to being touched at all, much less in places that appeared to be so sensitive to him. This was insane, but he was enjoying every second of it so far...

Though, his eyes closed again as the hand moved down to the top of his foot... That gesture felt even better than him touching his ankle. Why did it though? He was so confused about how his body was reacting... But for some reason, as he realized hos dry his throat was right now... He was glad when he felt those fingers trailing back up his leg in the same manner that they descended. They made him feel so much better about this... But then again, he secretly wished those hands would touch him more... He couldn't believe he was thinking that though because he refused to allow himself to be touched on the first date... Wait, was this even a date? Now Canada's mind was confusing the hell out himself... His thoughts were so damned jumbled and whatnot. He was mentally freaking out...

That is, until he felt that hand on his chin. A quick breath escaped his still parted lips as he face was turned back towards Prussia's. His large blue eyes stared up at the other. He was so close... His eyes traced over the shape of this other country's lips... They looked so appealing and he wished the other would do something that he knew would never happen... He knew the other would never kiss him... But given what had been going on, Canada wasn't sure why he would think that. Prussia obviously liked him, so why wouldn't he kiss him? Canada just couldn't see it happening... But then, his eyes widened even more when he realized the other was leaning in. He couldn't believe this as he slowly closed his eyes and actually felt the lips against his. He replied to it, not wanting the other to think he didn't want it... Because, oh god... He did. He just added a slight bit of pressure to the kiss, enjoying the feeling much like he had the fingers trailing down his leg... This was definitely something so new for Canada.

Why did this have to be so fun? So beyond fantastic to tease the Canadian? Though it was teasing himself very much in the long run. He was wanting more and more as they went. For some reason Prussia was feeling a slight ache already to be closer and their lips were already connected. How much closer could he really get when he didn't want to scare Canada away? He didn't want the other to run and hide away from him. God, that would be down right awful. This was what he wanted most of all... this night had turned out to be pretty damn good despite the fact that Germany kicked him out and made him leave his 'love'. Who was Italy again anyways... Canada was much more interesting now. At least he showed some intelligence too. Which was pretty sad considering Prussia wasn't all to smart all the time himself.

The lips pressing back against his made him feel so good. He was very glad to see that Canada was returning the kiss. That meant he wasn't going to run away from a kiss obviously. Though their lips connecting wasn't just enough either. Prussia let his tongue sweep across Canada's and he pried his jaw apart just slightly to slip his tongue into the other's mouth.

It was time to try more though. He wanted to see how much he could do with Canada. He really did. Scaring him away would be bad, especially after being offered to stay at his place for awhile, but he didn't care at that moment. Prussia let his hand creep slowly from Canada's knee and further up his thigh, letting his fingers under the dress just a little bit at the time.

Why was his heart beating so fast...? Canada felt like he might actually pass out right now... His heart felt as if it might beat right out of his chest. He'd never been kissed before, so this was definitely a new sensation for him... He loved the feeling of the lips against his. It was intoxicating really. He was so glad Prussia did actually lean in and initiate this... Canada knew he wouldn't have the balls to do something like that... Even though their faces had already been so close... Even though it seemed that they both wanted the same thing in the end. He just couldn't think of leaning his own face in for that first initial brushing of such sensitive flesh together... He couldn't fathom how it would feel to have enough courage and confidence to do such a thing... Canada knew he had to gain a lot more confidence in the end, but... It was too hard to do.

Then when he felt the other wanting his mouth open, his face definitely gained some color... Just when he'd been doing so well too!! He hadn't blushed in a little while, but this was just too much for his mind to handle... He couldn't help his reaction. He was just so new to everything, of course it was going to make him feel a little odd- or even embarrassed... Then again though, most things did make him feel odd and embarrassed. It was just how his mind worked it seemed. He didn't want to admit it, but in the end... He was just too god damned shy for his own good when it came down to it. He just hoped Prussia wouldn't mind because he seemed to have taken a particular interest in him... Canada wasn't opposed to that by any means though.

So, while he fought with himself in his head, Canada actually welcomed the tongue into his mouth... He couldn't believe he did, but he lightly brushed his against the other's... And he loved the feeling so much that he actually leaned into the kiss some more. He wasn't sure why he was enjoying this so much, but he did know he wanted more of it. He figured Prussia wouldn't mind delivering it either. He was the one that was surely initiating everything as it was. Canada didn't have enough confidence to initiate anything like Prussia was, but he was eager to find what the other thought about next... Well, not what he thought about... God knew what he was thinking about. He was just hanging on the other's next actions at least.

Sadly though, the hand startled him a little. It caused his body to shiver some and he let out a soft and barely inaudible moan into the kiss... It appeared that his thighs were much more sensitive than the rest of his legs. That definitely caused his face to heat up much faster than anything else did. He was wondering what was on Prussia's mind... And why he felt like he was soon going to have something to hide beneath the short skirt of his dress... He was sure that there was definitely going to be an obvious problem if this didn't stop too soon... But right now, he was enjoying the kiss far too damned much to care. He would stop it if it went much further, of course... But for now, he was just focusing on the tongue that was against his own.

It was as if he could actually feel Canada's pulse pumping so hard in the spot he was holding his fingers on the other's chin. It might have not been his imagination that it was really faster than it should be and it was because of him. If it was for any reason because of him then he could say he had Canada going for him a good bit. This made him wonder if he had the little blond going for him more in other places... places that he didn't dare to really reach yet... not yet. Speaking of places such as that...

It wasn't that he heard the moan as much as he felt it against his lips, but he did feel it. He felt the air come out of Canada and just knew what it was for and what it really was. The action caused him to feel something as well. It was as if that simple feeling on his lips of the breath went straight down his body and hit right to his groin. It caused him to let out his own soft moan.... that was really more of a grunt. As much as it would be of a bother to him, he did feel himself liking this a little bit to much and he was getting hard from it. Though not to much at all.

The moan allowed him to catch a breath before he pressed their lips together again. This allowed him to let his hand slide up higher than he was already. He gripped at the flesh beneath the dress.... only the thigh. It was so smooth and it felt so nice to his finger tips. He wanted to feel more... he needed to feel more really. Though he did wish it was his crotch that was getting some attention too.

Prussia pulled away from the kiss and let his lips travel over the other's jaw, removing his hand from it's place there and letting his lips cover it instead. The other hand continued it's journey, hoping to not get interrupted. Prussia picked his spot well, there was no one coming by and it was private enough for something quick. That was why he let his hand go up further, pushing the skirt of the dress up more and then letting his fingers travel over the crotch of the other's underwear.

There was just so much running through Canada's head right now... And he had so many feelings. He couldn't help that he felt the stiffness in his crotch becoming worse and worse... He didn't realize it was becoming that much of a problem until he felt the hand reaching up higher... It was just a small creep as it was, but it was enough to make Canada slightly worried about the other's intentions... Hell, he wasn't even slightly worried anymore... He could honestly say he was a little frightened to say the least, but somewhere deep down in the pit of his stomach... He still trusted the other. Perhaps it was because he just wanted to, but still... He trusted him even in the least. Wasn't that what mattered in the end?

Eyes opening for a moment when the other pulled back from the kiss, Canada couldn't help but just stare up at him. He was surprised by how much this seemed to be affecting both of them... It seemed that Prussia was enjoying this a lot himself... Canada was glad of that. He didn't want to be the only one with downstairs problems, though for some reason... He was sure the other one wasn't nearly in as bad a shape as he was right now... He felt to very dirty right now and he wasn't sure how he felt about that ache for someone to touch him... To relieve him... He knew he was fully aroused right now and it only made him embarrassed... He just hoped the other wouldn't notice yet... No, not yet.

When he felt their lips pressing together again, he brought one of his gloved hands up to press into Prussia's neck. He enjoyed the feeling too much to not reply much better this time, but he was becomming more and more worried and aware when it came to that hand that was gripping his thigh... It felt so nice... The fingers caused small cold trails of ecstasy on his skin, only furthering the problem that was barely being held by the dainty underwear he was wearing today... It only made sense to wear something equally as elegant under such clothes, didn't it? He thought it made sense in his own head... He wasn't sure if anyone would agree and he knew he didn't really want anyone to know what kind of underwear he was wearing right now...

Closing his eyes when the kiss was broken again, Canada let out a soft sigh. He let out a soft moan of approval when he felt the lips on the underside of his chin. For some reason that made his problem grow worse as well, but it made his body feel so shaky and so intoxicated, that he really didn't care enough to stop that motion. He liked it... He liked it a lot and he probably would have wanted more of it had he been more willing to do this. He had to stop it though... He knew he had to. This wasn't right... Especially not in a public place and they barely knew anything about each other.

As if to justify his thoughts, he felt the fingers against his rather hard crotch and his eyes shot open. He quickly uncrossed his legs and actually rather scrabbled to his feet. His eyes were wide and his chest was rising and falling rapidly as he looked down at the male that was able to get him in such a situation with just a few small touches and a round of rather exotic and meaningful kisses at that. He felt so odd right now. He wanted to continue, but his morals wouldn't allow that... Oh, no. He had to go hide his shame now because he didn't want his current... Condition to be so damned obvious. If only this dress weren't so short... If only it was less tight in the front. He felt rather ridiculous right now, especially since he was in this state from barely any touched at all.

"I... I'm sorry, Prussia... Please... E... Excuse me!" he said rather frantically, quickly making his way back into the ballroom. His chest was still rising rapidly and for once he was very glad of the fact that no one ever noticed him... He kept to the wall as he rushed to the only place that would make sense. He wasn't made at Prussia in the slightest, he'd just reached the epitome of embarrassment. He couldn't believe he was reacting this way from such small and gentle touches... He knew he wanted more of that and now he was second guessing his thoughts of allowing this country to stay with him... but only because he knew the power the other held over him. What was he thinking?

Though, as he quickly stepped into the bathroom, his eyes widened and he was further embarrassed when he almost ran dead into a rather intimidating looking Germany. He just stared up at the other, surprised his fellow blond was actually paying him any mind. He was actually looking down at him... Why was that a surprise to him? It made perfect sense... But it was still a shocker to his head. He whispered his apologies over and over in his small, light voice. He was soon left in there, alone he presumed. He leaned against the wall and brought a hand up to his head as he tried to figure out what the hell was going on. He was definitely in quite the situation and this was the only place to be able to hide his shame that his dress seemed to want to flaunt about.

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