Mine Forever

Himayura Hidekaz owns Hetalia.

Warning- May contain some racial slurs or "speaking the lord(s) name in vain." I don't mean to offend ANYONE!

Is it who, or whom? "Whomever name is Toby..."

Yes. I tried writing this while watching The Office, owned by BBC...

That's probably the reason why it took so long. XD

APHAPHAPH

France woke up slowly, stretching a bit to get feeling back in his arms. He turned around so he was facing Romano. The lamp was always on, so he could always see.

 

Romano looked so peaceful and innocent in his sleep. It was hard not to run his hand on that face. Gently petting it. He ran his hand down, under the covers, just to his hips, and back up.

 

"Romano is so cute... Super mignon..."* France whispered while touching him. He slid his hand under Romano's pants, groping him gently. "Super mignon..." He repeated, inserting a finger inside of Romano, moving it around slowly.

 

Romano was shocked awake with a moan when France found his prostate. "Wh-What the Hell...?"

 

"Bon matin, beautiful." He slipped in another finger.

 

"S-Stop... Damn it, I was sleeping-!"

 

"Actually..." France whispered to himself, pulling his fingers back. "I have a better idea... After petit dejuner,* though." France got out of bed, stretching. "I'll be right back, mon cher." He walked out of the room after saying that.

 

"Damn it... Why the Hell did he...?" He blushed, noticing his arousal. "Damn it... Damn it......"

 

France went back in the room. "I almost forgot to take you outside. There's three hours hours left, if I remember correctly." He unlocked the chain, tugging on it gently. "Come on,  now."

 

Romano followed him out of the basement and outside the screen door.

 

"Ah- You're excited." France said with a smile. "I would help... But... Maybe after breakfast."

 

Romano turned away. "G-Go make something to eat already..." He sighed and sat by the screen door. "Um... When I cracked the mirror, I think I was trying to break my self physically, so I wouldn't be as broken as I felt mentally..."

 

France grabbed a frying pan from under the oven. "I see..." He got the ingredients he needed, putting the necessary things together before whisking the mix up.

 

Romano walked into the kitchen, looking around. "You said that you have books in Italian now, right?"

 

"Just a few. They should be in the bag by the table." Romano looked around the table for a bag. When he found it, he just took the bag outside. The number of books wasn't as large as he was expecting, but he wasn't exactly the book worm, either.

 

He picked a book at random and started reading, until France placed a plate in front of him. "Do you like that book? I wasn't sure what to get, so I just bought some books with awards and such."

 

"It's... Alright, I guess... I just started it." He folded a corner of the page before setting it down. He picked up the plate, cutting the thin pancake-like dish into pieces before eating it quietly.

 

Instead of watching, France went back inside to grab a few things that he would need for after Romano finishes his food. He waited by watching Romano inside of the kitchen. When the plate was set aside he grabbed it to place it inside, then grabbed Romano.

 

"What the hell? Why are you being so roug-?" France started forcing Romano's shirt off. "Sto-" He was cut-off when France forced a gag in his mouth. Romano tried getting it off.

 

"Non!" France forced Romano's hands away. France brought them together in front of him to cuff them together, then he cuffed his ankles together after forcing Romano's pants off. He wrapped a collar around Romano's neck, used for larger dogs, with a leather leash, before unlocking the steel collar, then he placed a cock ring around Romano's arousal.

 

"-Ah, one last thing..." France dug out a pair of clamps with bells on them. "I enjoyed hearing your every movement last time..." He clipped them on Romano's nipples, making him whimper. "Now, come on, mon chou'!" France tugged on the leash.

 

Romano caught what he meant almost right away and stayed where he was, making France sigh. "Would you rather be forced?" Romano shook his head. "Then come on." Romano shook his head harder in protest.

 

Romano was desperately trying to get his cuffed hands around his head to force the gag out, while trying to talk around it.

 

"I have gags that locks with a key, if you'd prefer that?" Still, Romano tried getting it off. "Si vous insistez..."* France started walking towards the stairs.

 

Romano finally got the gag out of his mouth. "Tw-Twenty more hours..." He said. France turned to look at him.

 

"What was that?"

 

"Twenty more hours outside..."

 

France smirked. "D'accord.* Though you're not going to be on stage this time. I don't really mind." France dragged Romano upstairs where he hid his other sexual toys.

 

"Now then, say "ah!" France tugged at one of the clamps, making Romano yelp, and giving France a chance to shove the new gag in his mouth and lock it around his head with a key this time.

 

Romano relunctantly followed France into the car. If it meant more time outside, and if they weren't going to be the center of attention, then he would put up with it, at least, he hopes he would be able to.

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Romano was relieved that he could at least see this time. France took a seat on a leather seat. He stayed close to the blond, wanting to hide everything possible. He tried climbing up on France's lap, but was stopped beforehand.

 

"Nah-ah~! Stay down there where people can "pet" you."

 

Romano groaned in protest, but France kept him on the floor with a hand pressing against his head. "Stay."

 

Romano whimpered, but rested his head on France's knees. People- strangers- started touching him. They groped him, and tugged on the clamps while speaking in France's language. Suddenly, he yelped and instinctively crawled on France's lap.

 

"What's wrong?" Romano curled up in France's arms, making sure his ass wasn't exposed.

 

"Don't tell me he's a virgin in that area."

 

France looked at the stranger. "In what area?"

 

"I just probed him a little. It would hurt without preparation, after all."

 

"What are you talking about? Keep your damn fingers out of mon chouchou. Actually, keep everything outside of him!"

 

"Then why would you expose him so much in a place like this if you won't let others fuck his cute little ass?"

 

"You may molest him, and you may watch me fuck him, but nothing else." France rubbed Romano's back. "You have gooseflesh. Are you... Scared?" Romano shook his head. "Then, you're cold?" He nodded and curled up into a tighter ball.

 

"I know what will make him warmer..." The same man had his hands trying to slide his hands to grope Romano, making the Italian whine and beg with his eyes to make the man stop.

 

"Come on... I'll pay you in cash if you'd just let me fuck him, or at least have him give me a hand job or something. He's too cute to pass up."

 

"Non! You might as well leave if you're going to keep trying." Romano shivered in France's arms. "Let me grab something a bit warmer for you..." France stood up with Romano still in his arms.

 

He walked to his car, opening it to grab a spare jacket out of it. He unlocked one cuff of Romano's chain to put the jacket on him. "Better?" Romano nodded. "Bon." France picked Romano back up bridal-style.

 

The same man who was bothering Romano was hiding by the door. Once France and Romano were back inside, he slipped into the parking lot and stuck something under France's car before leaving the place.

 

France took a different seat this time. He allowed Romano to stay on his lap this time. He unzipped his pants, pulling them down just enough. Then he started groping Romano, lifting him up enough to lower Romano on his shaft.

 

Romano leaned his face against France's shoulder, gasping and moaning as he was being fucked in public again. "I love you..." He heard France say, whispering in his ear. He was pushed all the way down. Romano threw his head back slightly, moaning in surprise.

~~~

"I have plans for us tomorrow, before we go back home to America..." The man smiled at his two friends.