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Touching Canada in such a way was pushing it and Prussia knew it. The last thing he wanted was for Canada to run away, but he knew that it was very, very possible for the other to do that. In fact, he had no idea when during all this that Canada would start to feel uncomfortable and get up and leave him there. It could have been the kiss, it could have been the touch on his leg... Prussia really wasn't expecting to get this far with the little Canadian honestly. Though he wanted to be turn down pretty easy about it and not have Canada freak out and cry or anything that could be along those lines. He really didn't want someone to come and punch him or anything for touching, yet another, person. This was sincere though. It wasn't perversions... Canada actually had him turned on.

Taking his chances was all he could do though. When he moved his lips over Canada's jaw, he couldn't help but to glance down to where his fingers were caressing underneath the dress. He did happen to notice the very obvious bulge that was there. At least he wasn't the only one. Of course then again, Canada seemed to be very erect at that time, probably from the constant touching... while Prussia was not anywhere near that close. He was just a bit turned on at that moment.

Then that moan when he kissed him there under his chin was wonderful. Very wonderful, it almost did more than was welcomed to his own growing erection. He liked to hear that. Those noises were fantastic and he wondered if Canada realized just how much it did to him. It was a difficult thing to explain even to himself though. It was a lot like every little noise was just another jolt to his body. How could he get turned on by something so simple? This made him wonder just how easy it would be for Canada to even get him off he was touching him. It had to been rather easy if he was liking just the noises that was coming from the other male.

Apparently Prussia's advances were in vain though when Canada got up way to fast. The look on his face though - it seemed that Canada had liked this very much. He was breathing so hard and when Prussia let his eyes travel over the blond in front of him, he realized that Canada had very much liked it... at least his body did. The very modest Canada was apparently afraid though inside his head and that made Prussia upset a bit. Why couldn't Canada just trust him with what he was doing? He felt rather cheated with getting that far and then not having Canada let him finish what he started.

"Wa... wait..." Prussia didn't realize that Canada was going to run away from him. Why would he do that? They were getting along so well and it seemed that Canada did like him... so now he was going to run away because of that? Then he was gone into the ballroom. He went in there and in the state he was in? Prussia could only figure that perhaps Canada felt so unnoticed that no one would see him like that. Though how could no one notice a cute male walking around in a dress such as that with a freaking boner! What was wrong with those people? How could they not notice something so amazing?

Growling to himself, he stood right up when Canada made his way to the door to go inside. There was no way he was going to get away. Prussia was partly to afraid that the other wouldn't even come back if he did leave. He followed as fast as he could, trying his best to not run into people. It seemed that more and more people had made there way onto the floor and a lot of them were just stand there. How inconvenient! He pushed his way past the people until Canada disappeared into the bathroom and awfully enough Prussia didn't realize that Germany was walking out at the time.

For just a small moment he had stopped and glared at the other male, but he was the last thing on his mind at that moment. Why the hell would he waist his time on this trash when he was sure to have something rather special waiting for him in the bathroom? Prussia shoved aside from Germany and he knew what could possibly going through the German's mind at that time. He just witnessed a flustered male go in there... obviously he was probably thinking that Prussia was some kind of pervert and just couldn't keep his hands to his self... but that wasn't it at all. Prussia really wasn't that bad when it came down to it.

Once he had made his way into the bathroom, he realized that it was just him and Canada. It really seemed that way at least. There Canada was pressed against a wall and still looking flustered. How could Prussia resist? He went over to him, pinning him against the wall. They were so very close now. Closer than they were before and he liked it very much. Though he was a little concerned on the fact that Canada might just be scared, but that was something he didn't quite understand. "Why did you just walk away from me...? You obviously liked it," he made a point to show just what he meant by pressing his hand against the bulge in the red dress.

As Canada made his way to the bathroom, all he could think about was how Prussia was going to react to him being left out there. He figured the other obviously knew he liked it... Wouldn't he, the only person that noticed him, see that bulge in his dress? It was so god damned obvious and Canada actually slightly hated himself for it. He didn't want to be turned on by the other... But then again, he did like everything Prussia was doing to him... It was so attractive and Canada couldn't help his body's reactions. Then there was the simple fact that he'd never been touched by anyone before... He couldn't help that he'd reacted so very easily because he'd not even been kissed before... Of course his body was going to react that way and get him so god damned flustered. He wasn't happy with his body right now though... And it was probably obvious.

Leaning his head back against the wall, Canada's eyes glanced upwards towards the bright lights in the room. He felt much more comfortable in here... By himself... Even if his dress was rubbing against him in a manner none too pleasant. He couldn't believe he was standing here in this state right now... It was so humiliating to him. He felt like he should have more self control than that, but what the hell did he know about anything anyway? He didn't know how easy it was to get a body going... If it was this easy, then he wasn't sure what he was going to do if the other touched him again. He might just explode in his pants next time, if Prussia took things a little too far... But would he do that without any touching to his downstairs region? He surely hoped he wasn't that easy when it came down to it... He was now even more embarrassed and glad to be away.

Though, he couldn't get the feeling of those hands out of his head. His skin was tingling and itching for more touching, actually. He felt dirty for that. He felt as if he should go home and take a shower on the spot due to all of this inappropriate touching and whatnot. His breathing was still flustered and shaky as he held himself against the wall for support. He wasn't sure how he'd landed himself in this position, but he knew it was more and more odd than he was letting himself believe. He was just so shook up from this that his legs were still shaking. For some reason he could still feel those fingers ghosting up his thigh and it caused him to let out even the smallest of noises, balling his hands into fists on the wall some. He closed his eyes, not believing he was getting himself so worked up about this...

Those hands felt so good against his skin. The finger tips were so cool against his burning hot flesh. That just added to what he felt. He never thought he would be able to feel so many things running down his spine and nestling in his groin to only further the problem his face was gaining heat because of. He'd never felt anything even remotely like that and he knew he would want more of it. It wouldn't be acceptable from anyone but Prussia... And he knew he didn't want to have the other touching his most private of places... He just felt as though he was addicted to the fingers dancing along his skin. He knew for a fact he was addicted to the lips upon his own. He couldn't think thinking about it as he supported himself on the wall, trying to figure out what the hell he was going to do about the god damned embarrassment in his panties.

Then the worst possible thing happened... The door appeared to be opening. Canada pressed himself further into the wall and hoped to become one with it or something. He wanted to be invisible, but he wasn't sure why he was so worked up about this... No one ever noticed him anyway. He pretty much already was invisible... But then again, it would be just his luck for someone to notice him leaning against the wall in a condition such as this. He didn't want to be seen right now, even if someone saw him and just ignored him. He felt so exposed and vulnerable... Who knew who could be coming into the bathroom! It could always be someone that actually would notice him and perhaps poke fun at him... Or worse... Because now he could think of so many damned things that would be worse than being picked on.

Though, when he saw who it was, his heart stopped beating quite as quickly. He was very glad it was only Prussia... Though, then again. He wasn't sure if he should be glad about that fact in the least. It was the Prussian that got him all worked up like this... It probably wasn't good for him to be in a place such as this with the male. It seemed to be slightly less private than the outdoor area they were sitting in and definitely much less intimate... But there was still some privacy to where they were. Even if it was just a little bit of privacy at that. He was just slightly worried about being alone with the other now that he knew how he made his body feel... Now that he knew how he would react to the other's touches. It was insane to him... He couldn't believe what was going on right now. He bit his lip as his wide blue eyes looked up at the now slightly intimidating red ones.

Breath hitching in his throat as his shoulders were pressed against the wall, Canada's eyes went downwards. How could this male make even the oddest situation be so very intimate? He was confused by that gesture and he was also confused by the fact that he liked the feeling of the hands holding him in place right now. It seemed so very dominant... Something that Canada wasn't. Perhaps it wasn't that he liked it... Maybe he was jealous that he couldn't be nearly as confident and dominant as the other? He did know he was attracted to him though... And the proof was not being hidden very well by his dress, right at this very moment. He didn't feel very good about the other being so close to him in this condition, but he knew that Prussia seemed to enjoy the thought... He seemed to want to be near him even more now.

A soft moan was elicited when he felt the hand pushing into his problematic area. His eyes pressed closed from the intense feeling. God damn he wanted more of that... He wanted a lot more of that. If only the stupid cloth wasn't between his skin and that hand... Then there would definitely be a party going on in this room. Canada hadn't really felt this way before, but god did he like it... He wanted to have more of this intoxicating feeling and he felt so damned guilty for those thoughts. He wasn't sure how he was supposed to react to all of this, but his body was definitely telling him rather harsh ways to react... Such as, his right leg sliding up Prussia's thigh for a brief moment... He was enjoying the intimate closeness and he was definitely drunk with lust... But that didn't last too long. Canada came to his senses shortly afterwords.

"Of... Of course I liked it," he breathed out, his hands pressing into Prussia's chest as his foot went back to the floor firmly. His face burned as if to show how embarrassed he was by that involuntary action his leg seemed to want to do randomly. He pushed the other away from him, clinging to the wall for dear life. "And that's why I had to leave. I liked it far too much... I... I don't want this perfect meeting to be spoiled by anything like this." He said and shook his head. He quickly pushed himself away from the wall and made his way to a stall. He was sure he would be safe in there at least... And he was glad the bathroom wasn't disgusting like the men's room usually was... He didn't have to worry about his dress getting messed up as he made his way into a stall and closed the door behind him, locking it firmly.

It was intoxicating to be this close to Canada, way to intoxicating. So why? Why didn't Canada want to feel it too? Why didn't he want to do those things with him? It was just so good. So good. How could he deny Prussia from what they both wanted from what it seemed they both needed. It was to much for Prussia to ignore... but what about Canada? It seemed he was so sensitive to the touch. How could he just run away like that? It didn't even seem like he was going to fight it when they were both in the bathroom either, not at first at least.

The leg that went up his body felt so good. Prussia just wanted more. He wanted so much more and for Canada to enjoy this and want it. He didn't want him to just want it, but take it. He wanted Canada to take the opportunity being given to him and go with it. Prussia knew he was fighting it... knew that Canada's body wanted it. He could tell because of the hand that he had pressed against Canada's crotch. It proved very much that Canada's body was needing to be touched more.

Then the leg was drawn away and Canada seemed opposed to the situation. A situation that was supposed to be liked. One that Prussia couldn't stand to be out of. It caught his attention just from the leg escaping his body and Canada tried to withdraw to the wall. His eyes looked down at the other male in front of him, showing a slight annoyance at first, but then it was obvious after he realized how scared Canada seemed that he wasn't so angry.

Though he spoke the words it didn't mean nothing. Canada was pulling away so when he said he liked it, it made it hard to believe to the Prussian. "P... perfect?" What was he talking about? Did that mean that sex was going to ruin this? Prussia seriously doubted that... it was what it was all about for him. He wanted nothing more at that moment than to push Canada against that wall and fuck him... obviously that wasn't what Canada was wanting. Though he did find himself really shocked to hear him say perfect... what did he mean by that? Did he seriously mean the meeting with Prussia to be perfect?

It sadly actually hurt him to find Canada pushing away and running into a stall, and all that when he wasn't expecting it. He would have stopped him if he had better reflexes, but Canada's words caught him off guard. Prussia walked up to the stall, resting his hand against the door, before he leaned against it, "... Canada..."

It actually made him feel really bad to be this far away from Prussia right now. The other made him feel so good, just with a few touches. Why wouldn't he want to be close to that? He'd not had anyone show that they wanted him before and now Prussia seemed to be all over him. It was obvious what the other wanted, but Canada didn't want that right now. He just wanted to be happy with Prussia. He didn't want a physical relationship. Canada wasn't that kind of guy... He wanted a relationship before the sex. He didn't just want attraction... Even though there surely was a lot of that. There was more than enough to almost be able to will him into walking back out of that stall and actually giving up the morals he had running his mind right now. He wanted Prussia and that was final... But he didn't want him right now.

Of course, for a moment there, Canada could see Prussia's annoyance with him. He didn't much like that, but he knew it couldn't be helped. Prussia was obviously not opposed to having sex on the first date. The farthest Canada thought he'd go on the first date was a kiss.. And he'd definitely done that. He also pretty much let the other feel him up for some reason. It had felt so good... He wanted more of that feeling and he felt wrong for it. He felt wrong for having enjoyed it so much, but he knew he couldn't help it. Not at all. He'd just never been touched before, so of course he would enjoy it so much the first time it happened... He loved it too much for his mind to be that rational, but he didn't love it to much to let the other to continue touching him.

"Yes..." he called out of the stall when the other repeated that one single word he meant more than anything. "I really like you Prussia... I want to know more about you... I want to spend more time with you... Before anything like this happens. I don't want to let you touch me like that yet." He then sighed, feeling rather childish and juvenile for that admittance, but it was definitely something he meant. He didn't want to have the other thinking he was easy or something. He was just so lonely that for a little while there he had no control over his actions. He almost didn't want to stop him that first time. Then the will to let him continue was much stronger even in the second time he'd been touched. God those hands were too talented for him to be left alone with them.

Though, he couldn't help but feel so very... Stupid in what he'd said. He wasn't sure how to word it in the least, so it came out the way it came out. He wasn't sure what Prussia was going to say about it, but he knew he didn't want him to touch him like that right now. He would want it eventually, but right now wasn't the right time. He wasn't ready for anything like that- as badly as he wanted it, he was going to have to decline those touches and the actions. He wanted this date, or whatever it should be called, to continue to be perfect. He'd already pretty much ruined it by getting hard... But he couldn't help it. That was obviously Prussia's intentions with how he was moving his hands over his body. Perhaps it wasn't ruined for the other, but it kind of was for Canada.

"You... You should go now. I'll be out of the bathroom soon, alright? Then maybe we can dance some more or something," he said, sincerely meaning that. He would very much like to dance with the other again. He liked to dance a lot, so being able to dance with Prussia again before they went home would definitely be good. He knew the other was just on the other side of the bathroom door though, so he was trying to keep his heavy, unsteady breathing to a minimum right now. He was still so very flustered and he knew there was no getting rid of the problem in his groin until the other left or something.

Usually a bathroom was just way to disgusting for Prussia to have his head leaning against the bathroom stall like this, but he was to lost in his head to realize what was going on. Oh god, it just didn't feel right to be rejected like that. He hated it... hated it so much. Why must Canada be so scared? Maybe Canada's morals were just way to good for him... perhaps Canada didn't really want to do this with anyone. Maybe he was asexual... there were to many maybes in there.

Then he took a deep breath and convinced himself that he was just over reacting. Canada had explained to him what he wanted. He just wanted to get to know him. That was it, so why was he freaking out so bad? He shouldn't have to. He continued to try and even out his breathing and tried hard to not freak out about this entire thing. He could even possibly convince himself that he didn't need to get laid, but his erection was straining in his pants to much and he had a feeling it wasn't going to go away on its own - at least not soon.

What Canada said was weird. It was something that woman would say. One that wasn't a slut. Though Prussia had found a long time ago that a slut didn't keep him from being lonely and if Canada was wanting more than one 'date' or whatever then maybe he was saying he wanted to keep Prussia from being lonely. Though one of those little tramps that would do it for him would be nice at that moment... Canada's friendship was a lot more important to him for some damn reason. The loneliness did ache more than he was in his pants at that moment... of course, they both made him want to cry.

And what was that about leaving...? He wanted him to leave? Leave in the state he was in now? Did Canada not feel Prussia's throbbing cock against him goddammit? He cursed to himself as he stepped back from the door. He couldn't leave like that, but he didn't want Canada to be uncomfortable either.

Then a plan formed in his head, one that he hoped would work out good. It was perfect that right at that moment a couple of guys came into the bathroom. It could easily seem like he was leaving in the confusion of all that. It was obvious that the guys didn't even have to use the bathroom and were easily embarrassed that there were other people in there and left. This gave Prussia perfect timing to get in a stall and pull his legs up onto the toilet seat to hide himself. He just had to be very quiet about this all.

This was definitely not a good situation for Canada to be in right now. He really didn't think he'd ever be in it though... He knew that no one ever paid attention to him, so why the hell would someone actually want to sleep with him? He didn't really like that thought... But then again, he did like that thought. He really did want to sleep with Prussia, but he just couldn't. Not yet. He refused to do it just yet. He wanted to wait for it.. He wanted to get to know this country more before he shared something so intimate with him... Something so personal as being the first country he'd actually slept with... That was a sad realization though... That someone actually wanted to sleep with him and he felt the same way in return.

Biting his lip at that thought, Canada looked down at himself. God was it throbbing. He definitely wanted to touch it, but he didn't want to do that while Prussia was still in here. His light blue eyes went down to the bottom of his stall and he shook his head. He could even see Prussia's feet standing right outside it. He didn't want him to stay there... He hoped he would leave so he would be able to relieve himself properly and not have to worry about someone hearing... Or knowing what he was doing. Though, he figured that no one would even notice int since it was coming from someone as insignificant as Canada. Though, who wouldn't notice someone making noises like that?

Then his eyes grew wide when he heard some other footsteps coming into the bathroom. He smacked his hand over his mouth and stared at the back of the wall. For some reason, he felt ashamed to be in here... He didn't want to be in here at all, especially not in this condition. There was just something so wrong about being in a public bathroom when he so obviously had to take care of some downstairs business... And god did he want to take care of that. It was actually starting to burn instead of just throb. It was begging to be touched... He rolled his eyes shut from that feeling, waiting so impatiently for the footsteps to leave... He couldn't wait for them to.

When he finally heard them leave, his eyes went down to the floor. It seemed that Prussia had left too... He leaned down and peered under all of the stalls and all along the floor. It really did seem like the other country was gone. Canada was happy about that! Now he would be able to relieve himself in semi privacy of some sort... God did he want that. He then locked his stall back and his blue eyes went down to the floor below him. He couldn't believe he was about to do this, but he most definitely needed to... God did he need to. He knew he would regret it if he didn't. He wasn't sure if he'd be able to make it to his car without someone noticing the condition of his groin.

Finally, he gripped the top of the panties he'd worn that day and pulled them down some. The stiff flesh then sprung free, causing his eyes to close tightly, letting out an appreciative sigh when he felt the cool air dance across the flesh. He then pulled the short skirts of his dress up some, wanting to make sure he didn't get anything on the dark red fabrics... He then looked down at his hand and bit his lip, gripping the middle finger of the glove and pulling the long fabric off. He let out a shudder from the sudden cool air on his arm as well, but he got over it as his eyes settled back down on his problem he was working so hard to assist right now... God, he just hoped he didn't get caught!

Gripping the base, he choked back a moan. He placed his other gloved hand on the wall, needing to brace himself from this. He was definitely going to enjoy this. He tightened his grip some and dragged his fist up to the tip, not being able to help the moan he let out that time. It was so taunting as it echoed and reverberated through the room. He didn't care though... All he could think about was Prussia's hand on himself instead of his own. It made him embarrassed, causing a red to graze over his cheeks... But he didn't care. The thought only made him give himself more and more attention, not being able to help the constant spew of low appreciative moans that escaped his lips as his hand would glide over the hard flesh.

It didn't seem that Canada was trying to hide his movement very much at all. Prussia could hear on the other side and he could tell that Canada was removing clothing from his body. Perhaps he was just pulling his panties down some... it didn't matter. What mattered what that Prussia thought he heard a moan after that.

It was a moan, he could have sworn it was a moan and with many after that. He pressed his head against the side of the stall that had Canada on the other side. He took a deep and quiet breath as he listened to what was going on next to him. It actually surprised Prussia some that Canada was actually going to do that in a public place. How naughty of him? So very naughty... that thought made Prussia's erection twitch in need even more. He couldn't help but to reach down and undo his pants, letting them slide down his hips. He needed that throbbing length free so bad anyways.

Then he thought more about what Canada was doing in there - what it could possibly look like. He imagined the other nation touching himself and how he would do it. It caused Prussia's breathing to become a little heavier, but he had to be quiet, he couldn't be heard at all from the blond on the other side. There was no way he was going to let the other hear him when he was trying so hard to spy. Well, if listening counted as spying anyways.

Why would Canada get the nerve to touch himself here though? Prussia honestly had the impression that Canada didn't even do that. In a public place of all places... Prussia, of course, had no problem with that... but Canada? He made just the right noise too. Maybe he thought he wouldn't be noticed since he was never noticed anyways.

The moans and the thoughts of how Canada was stroking himself off though... that made Prussia need to do the same. He reached down and pushed his underwear away too, letting his erection free from the last of it's restraints. He reached down and grabbed a hold of his throbbing length, squeezing it rather roughly. He had to lean against the wall better and shove his fist in his mouth to keep the noise from ripping out of his throat. He had to be quiet... he had to keep his balance...

As another low moan escaped Canada's lips, Prussia began to move his closed fist over his length. Though he was doing this to himself he couldn't help but to imagine what Canada looked like on the other side of his barrier. Imagining that Canada was writhing around and moaning from his own touches. Why did that seem so more appealing to him than to imagine them together? It just did... he wasn't going to deny it either. The hope of perhaps getting a live show eventually by a willing Canada were very high.

Of course Canada was trying his hardest not to make noise... Not only with the fabrics of his clothing, but his voice as well. He really didn't want to make noise because he didn't want to take a chance on someone walking in here and him not hearing them because he was touching himself... And so into it that he couldn't even pay attention to what was going on around him. That was definitely not something he was planning on doing in the slightest. He really wanted to be able to touch himself and get this problem out of the way... It had become so very needy, that had he not done this... He was surely going to have a problem.

Plus, he didn't want Prussia to see it... If he left, then he had to take the Prussian with him. There was no telling what the other would do in the car if he told him they had to leave right at that very moment. He knew his erection would be so obvious through the fabrics of his short dress... Hell, it would probably be obvious when he was wearing absolutely anything... He didn't have any clothing that would be suitable to not show an hard on because he never really thought about that being a problem. He'd never ended up like this in public before. It made him even more embarrassed to think about, to say the least... But then again, everything was embarrassing to him right now. Absolutely everything. It made him want to go run and hide in his home to touch himself and not have to do it in a public bathroom.

Though, his mind wondered back to the thought of what Prussia would do if they were in a car alone together and him driving home in this condition... He couldn't help but be even more turned on by that thought. He had to lean more harshly into the wall as he allowed a rather loud moan to slip past his lips. He didn't think it mattered. There was music outside on the dance floor and he was the only one in the bathroom. He knew there was no one to hear that noise. The noise that was brought on from more dirty thoughts the other country caused from him. God, why was that country ruling his thoughts right now? It was driving him insane to say the least, but he didn't think he'd want it any other way. He loved the way he felt right now- especially when compared to how he felt before he could touch this.

Sadly, all he could think about now was when Prussia's hand was pressing against him. God it had felt so good. He desperately wished he didn't have morals because then he could have let Prussia touch him so much more... It had felt so good anyway. Hence his reaction when the hand was pressed against him. He cursed himself for when he'd probably made Prussia think he was actually going to allow it, by running his thigh up the other's hips and waist. That definitely made him feel odd. He didn't think he'd ever do something like that, much less touch himself in a public place. He had to though. He knew that much. He wouldn't have survived any more time without being able to touch himself. His flesh was so very needy.

Another moan slipped past his lips since he was pretty much losing control over how he was reacting to his hand gripping himself. He tightened his grip on himself and opened his eyes, looking down at the shame he was doing right now. He felt so bad for doing this, but he knew it was one of the most necessary things he was ever going to do with his life. He had to do this and he didn't want to rush himself, like he should. He knew Prussia was going to be waiting for him. He just hoped the other country wouldn't get curious and wonder what the hell he was doing... Then come back in the bathroom. Canada couldn't stand the thought of having Prussia come in here and catch what he was doing.

Sliding his hand up and down over the stiff column of flesh, Canada's mind was so hazy and completely trashed and broken in the gutter. His mind was thinking of so many things and, of course, they all involved the Prussian. He couldn't believe how much he wanted the other country... He was starting to regret the fact that he didn't let Prussia touch him, but he knew it would be so much better to just wait and let them get to know each other better. That had to be good for them, didn't it? He knew it would be... As he moved his hand over himself more and continued to allow the small noises to escape, all he could do was hope Prussia would still want to come home with him... But then again, was that really a good thing to hope in the end?

Moving his hand over his length, Prussia wished that Canada just didn't have the stamina he did. Or perhaps he just needed this to be over all ready. He was anxious, so very anxious about all of this. Prussia was already so hard and he didn't know how long he would last after he started touching himself. All the albino knew was that he wanted Canada to be finished first. There was no way he was going to let himself come before Canada would.

His pace was slow to keep it from happening to fast, but it was agonizing and painful. It actually hurt with it throbbing so bad. His length was in desperate need of more attention than this. Though he wasn't going to let himself not have any fun from this. The thought of Canada was still so very fresh and if he closed his eyes and focused right he could remember the way it felt when Canada was pressed against him. The way that it felt so good and the scent Canada had. It was all so good to him.

Those noises in the next stall were too and they were his main attraction right now. They were fresher than the memories he was having and it was nice to hear the real thing than to imagine something else. Was Canada even doing it right? Why would he even wonder that anyways? Canada couldn't have been as moral as Prussia thought... there was no possible way. What secrets did Canada hide? These thoughts made Prussia wonder what all Canada would do to himself... had he ever wondered what it was like with another guy... and fingered himself.

It almost made Prussia chuckle to think about it, but he bit around his fist harder and tried to free his mind of that. Though, thinking about Canada doing that was very interesting too. So very... much a turn on. There was nothing sexier than Canada now...

The thought of being with another male had definitely come to Canada's mind... So, what Prussia was wondering wasn't in vain in the slightest. He thought about it often because it was all he was attracted to. He was sure that there wasn't going to be one attracted to him though, since he was so very tiny and insignificant when it came down to it. It was hard to be attracted to something that was completely invisible, wasn't it? That was Canada... The little invisible country... That was actually rather starved for attention, and now he was getting pretty damn starved for sex. That wasn't a good feeling... It was an extremely foreign feeling too. He didn't often crave for affection like that. Not affection of this caliber anyway.

Since he'd thought of himself with a male, of course he'd thought about fingering himself... He was just far too embarrassed to do it. He hadn't gained up the courage to do something like that. He was lucky he was able to touch his length like this. He was still embarrassed to do that, but it was so necessary right now. Why wouldn't he do something that was so god damned necessary? It would just hurt him much more in the end if he didn't treat this symptom. He had to, or he'd be even more embarrassed if someone decided to take notice of him with he had something like this trying to spring free from under his dress. His only option was to touch it and make it go away...

So, touching it he was... And he was touching it good. Real good. That was obvious since his noises were still rather constant. He was wanting to last for a little, but he wasn't moving his hand slow by any means... He wanted to gain as much pleasure from this as he could, so why would he want to fully rush it? He was just enjoying the much faster pace he'd set for himself. He felt like he would be close soon, but he wanted to ignore that thought... He didn't want to have to think about his climax when there were so many other things he could think about while he was touching himself.

One of those things being Prussia. It felt so wrong to have someone like that burned into your thoughts while you were touching yourself like this. He couldn't control his thoughts though. All he could think about was how he felt when those hands were on him... Outside and when they came into the bathroom. He let out a rather loud moan and gripped onto the wall tighter as he finally felt himself release all of the pressure. He slowly blinked his eyes open and he looked down at himself. He shuddered and grabbed some toiler paper, cleaning off what didn't end up in the toilet. God he felt ashamed because of this... But he also felt justified and relieved. He mainly felt really relieved.

Goddammit, that little Canadian. What did he do to him? Prussia was trying so hard not to pant out and whimper when he didn't feel as if he was going fast enough. He had to give in and speed up his pace by a lot. A lot indeed and he could feel his legs wanting to give out from underneath him, which was bad, real bad. He was trying so hard to balance himself on the toilet that he knew if he fell it would be so obvious. It would be loud and he would end up hurt.

Prussia's body was already shuddering with the need to release, but he was trying so hard to keep that from happening until Canada was done. He didn't want to have this finish to fast. Moving his hips slightly into his hand he needed to have himself feeling good... better... than it was. So much better. Thought as he grew closer the noises were harder to hold back into his throat.

It was a miracle no one had walked in the bathroom and got disturbed by the sound that ripped through Canada's throat. It just made Prussia tip over the edge. God that noise... so good. It was so very good to hear. Why was Canada so loud? Though then again he could have asked himself that question too... if only he would have known he was going to do it.

Soon his release was spilling out and he tried his best to choke back an unexpected moan. His release was a lot better than he thought it would be and his balance failed him as he fell over, the moan escaping his mouth before he managed to try and keep his balance on the wall.

Dammit...

That was all it took for Canada to know he was in there.
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