All�s Fair in Love and War

All’s Fair in Love and War
By: Lynn-sama
Disclaimer: I don’t own Hetalia and I’m not making any money off of this. It is merely for fan amusement so please dun sue =D

Author Notes: This is for my lovely Canada. I’m going to get another gold metal baby
–heart–

Warning: Probably OOC and inappropriate use of hockey sticks =D don’t like it, gtfo.

If anyone had ever accused Alfred of being a bad influence on his brother, he would have shot them down. There was no way he was a bad influence on Matthew, he was an excellent brother. Or so he thought. Until today.

Alfred gripped the table, his knuckles white with the effort. Luckily his slight groan was covered up by the arguing in the room. Ludwig was threateningly waving a hand in Arthur’s face and the Brit looked like he was about to send the whole English naval fleet after him.

While normally the American would have jumped up and gotten right in the middle of things, he was in a slight predicament that prevented him from doing much else than sitting there trying to bite back strangled noises that he would have been highly embarrassed of if anyone else had managed to hear them over all the yelling.

It was a well known fact (or perhaps not, depending on how you looked at it…) that Canada was mostly forgotten when it came to world meetings. In fact, he was pretty much forgotten in general. It had never occurred to Alfred that Matthew would ever take advantage of this little convenience but then again Alfred tended not to think much about anything unless it involved “fixing” other countries or burgers.

“Stop it…” Alfred hissed half heartedly under his breath, glancing beneath the table, praying no one else noticed as his eyes met with his brothers. Mattie was staring at him, crouching beneath the table with a very familiar glint in his eyes. Familiar because Alfred new for a fact that was the same look he got on HIS own face when he was about do something bad. It was then, as Matthew cupped his crotch and squeezed, he knew, he was a bad influence on his brother.

Alfred tried to glare, especially when a slim nimble set of fingers grabbed his zipper and tugged. The man imagined that everyone could hear every single tooth coming unzipped, even though no one even batted an eye or seemed to hear at all. He tried to glare even harder when those fingers worked his cock free, but the glare failed when a warm pair of lips surrounded the tip.

It left him almost breathless, but he had to contain himself. Thus he was left clinging to the table top until his knuckles turned white and gritting his teeth to hold back a barge of moans. Canada was sucking his cock like a first rate whore and he was about to go crazy from pleasure and paranoia all at once.

He should have been proud, he had taught Mattie that trick with his tongue…oh god…he should have never taught Mattie that trick with his tongue! If he closed his eyes he imagined he could hear the soft slurp as the other slid his mouth down and took him deep in his throat, bobbing his head underneath the table where anyone could just happen to glance and see just what was going on….!

His cock twitched with the thought. How could Mattie have known it would be such a huge turn on to be in this position!

‘Oh god yeah….’ Alfred thought desperately as he tried to casually shift in his seat, slumping and spreading his legs. He could feel Matthew’s hands on his thighs, encouraging the slim legs even further apart as he drug his tongue along the underside of his painfully hard cock.

His eyes flickered shut just for a moment and when he opened them, his eyes met Kiku’s across the table. The Japanese man was looking at him strangely and Alfred tried to merely smile innocently back. Someone was crying now, (it sounded suspiciously like Latvia and he could only assume Ivan had done something…well…terrible, pun intended) and England was still yelling while Feliciano was complaining about being hungry but nothing was even phasing him now. Nothing but that wet hot mouth swallowing his cock all the way to the back of his brother’s throat.

Alfred’s breath hitched as Matthew hummed around his cock, the vibration sending him over the edge with a strangled gasp. He could feel the other swallowing his cum, the soft feeling of Canada’s tongue licking him clean. Alfred’s eyes flickered down, trying to catch a glimpse of the others face, wanting to see the flushed cheeks and swollen lips he knew so well.

But a sudden shriek caused him to jerk his head up in surprise. Feliciano had jumped out of his seat, flailing about and pointing under the table.

“Doitsu doitsu! There’s a STRANGER under the table!”

Alfred wanted to slam his head down onto the table, only half aware of Matthew’s hasty work to tuck him back in his pants, (leaving the fly down that sly little….). He finally released the table, hastily yanking up his fly just as everyone scrambled to peer under the table.

“That’s not a stranger, that’s just Canada,” Cuba pointed out helpfully as they all stared at him. Mattie swallowed slightly, his cheeks flushed as he thought about the chances of something suspicious being on his face. Glancing slightly to his side he could see Alfred looking at him hungrily, which only made him flush and squirm more. He had surprised himself, getting up the courage to give his brother a blow job under the table had been…rather brazen, especially for him.

“Matthew…What are you doing underneath the table?” Francis was staring at him with a very…knowing look on his face and Canada knew. He just knew. Francis knew. His so called ‘father figure’ knew…how mortifying. He covered his face with his hands slightly, trying to block the blush from all the other countries prying eyes.

“I…dropped my pen, I couldn’t find it.” He offered in a weak quiet voice.

“Well I suppose this meeting is pretty much past the point of saving,” Arthur noted, rubbing the bridge of his nose. “Matthew get out from under the table please, it’s dirty and unhygienic to be crawling around on that floor.”

Ducking his head, the Canadian crawled out as ordered; relieved that by the time he had crawled out everyone had promptly forgotten the incident (And him) and were no longer looking at him as he brushed himself off. He could feel the weight of Alfred’s eyes and he tried to avoid looking over to his brother, knowing if he met the others eyes he was very likely to come undone. However it did nothing but leave him off guard when Alfred swaggered up behind him, slinging an arm around his shoulder.

“Well, Mattie, dear brother, that was….a very interesting meeting wouldn’t you say?” Alfred murmured in his ear, making a shiver run down the other blonde’s back.

“A..ah? You thought so?” Matthew replied innocently, but his flushed cheeks gave away his embarrassment, very aware of what the other was referring to.

“Oh yes, but now that it’s over, we should defiantly head back to your house.”

Canada knew then. He was in a lot of trouble.

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He didn’t know how he ended up naked, bent over his couch as Alfred dry humped him from behind but he couldn’t really find it in him to complain when the other man was nibbling so deliciously on his neck. Canada moaned helplessly, unable to move in the American’s firm grasp.

“Please A-Alfred…don’t tease me anymore! I want…” He trailed off in embarrassment, causing his brother to smirk even though he couldn’t see it with the other behind him.

“Please what Mattie? You’re getting awful good at acting like a little slut lately. Sucking my cock under the table and begging for me,” Alfred whispered heatedly in the others ear.

He couldn’t stop the moan that fell from his lips at the others words. He should have been ashamed, angry, anything but aroused but god damn…it made his cock twitch when he heard the other calling him names.

The Canadian’s back arched, pressing his bare bottom against the other as he tried to spread his legs wantonly. America’s cock slid so teasingly between his ass cheeks, brushing his hole, leaving him desperately panting.

“Alfred!” Matthew whimpered, clawing slightly at the chair. He was going to go crazy, he just knew it. “Just give it to me damn it!”

“Ah ah ah Mattie, I think not. I don’t think you deserve it yet. Besides this isn’t about giving you what you want, this is punishment. For bad behavior. You think you can tease me, in a world meeting and get away with it?”

Alfred nipped the skin of his shoulder blades harshly, causing Matt to flinch at the pain. But it did little to cut through his hazy blanket of arousal that had settled over him the moment they had gotten in the door and Alfred had grabbed him by the collar, slamming him against the wall as he kissed him so hungrily Mattie was afraid they would both die from air loss.

“Please….” The Canadian tried again in a breathy whine. Alfred was trailing a finger down his spine, down the cleft of his ass and…”O-Oh! A-a-a-ah! A-Alfred!” He could feel his puckered entrance fluttering as the other blonde drug a finger across it, back and forth, teasingly slow. The boy’s creamy thighs parted impossibly wide, silently begging for more. America’s lips twisted in a smile, as arousing as it was, he wasn’t having any of the others silent pleas just yet. Instead his finger pressed against the opening, barely, just barely breaching the muscles but then retreating leaving the hole gaping just slightly and Matthew mewling helplessly.

“What do you say hm? How about…lets start with, ‘I’m a dirty little cock slut.’. Can you say that Mattie?” His breath was hot on the blonde’s ear, but he shivered anyway, his cheeks staining red.

“I…I cant say that Alfred! That’s too embarrassing!” Matthew desperately wanted to hide his face but he couldn’t, his arms were too busy supporting him over the arm of the couch, leaving his flaming face exposed.

“Oh well, that is disappointing, I suppose that means you don’t want any of this then?”
That teasing finger was back, pressing against his hole, breaching his muscles, worming its way in dry. It stung a little but not enough to stop the eager pleasure that shot down Matthew’s spine at the thought of being completely and utterly filled. But as suddenly as it was there it was gone, leaving him writhing on the couch beneath his brother.

“Nnhhg…! A-Alfred please…don’t make me say that, it’s so embarrassing! I want it but please…!”

“Say it, or else, I’ll leave you hear just like this. And you know as well as I do, as exciting as masturbation is, it’s a poor substitute for this.” As if to prove his point, the blonde smeared the head of his cock teasingly along the others ass cheeks, leaving a trail of pre-cum glistening on his skin.

“I…” Matthew bit his lip helplessly, swallowing and trying to smother his embarrassment. “I…I’m…I’m a dirty little cock slut! Please! Alfred!” His ass wriggled slightly in the air. “Please now?”

“No, I think not little Mattie, that’s not nearly enough penance for what you did today. However a small reward for your bravery there is in order I think,” Alfred laid a hand on the others backside and Matthew jumped when he felt the cold sensation of lube being squirted between his cheeks. Despite the coldness, his cock twitched in anticipation.

The Canadian didn’t have to wait long before the other was smearing the lube over his hole and that same teasing finger was pressing at his hole. It slid in without any resistance, breaching the muscles and causing Matthew to moan loudly against the fabric of the couch. The finger wriggled and a second followed, and a third.

“Now tell me again, what are you Mattie? A little cock slut? You want cock so bad you have to suck mine in the middle of a meeting? You can’t stand it can you, tell me how bad you want cock right now!”

Matthews whole body arched helplessly and a moan fell from his lips. For some reason he wasn’t angry with his brother for saying such things to him, he was just horribly horribly aroused by how forceful and demanding the other was being. He arched his hips up, pressing his ass against the others fingers, pushing them further inside his greedy hole.

A sharp slap to the ass made him jump. The boy whined, glancing over his shoulder at the other man, looking pathetically like a kicked puppy. The other had just SPANKED him!

“Don’t just fuck yourself on my fingers! Say it! Tell me what a cock slut you are or I’ll take them out and leave you!”

“A-Alfred!” The Canadian was shocked and he whimpered a bit, the flaming blush back on his cheeks. The other couldn’t be serious! He wanted him to say those dirty things? He couldn’t say it again, he couldn’t- But the fingers were sliding out and he almost cried. “W-wait no! Please! Please Alfred! I’m such a cock slut please! I really do need it!”

“Keep going Mattie,” A sly grin drifted over the others face as he pressed the fingers back inside, starting a slow teasing rhythm.

“I…I love cock… love your cock Alfred,” He was pretty sure he would die of embarrassment but he desperately wanted the other. Someone else might have been ashamed to take advantage of their brother like this, working them up until they begged and then making them say these things, but not Alfred. He seemed to thrive off of it, off of others admitting that he was right and they were wrong.

“Go on,” He urged, his voice right in the others ear as he twisted his fingers inside the other, causing the other blonde to buck and mewl in pleasure.

“A-ahn….there please! I want your cock inside me now! I really need it, please don’t just tease!”

But obviously the other wasn’t going to listen, even though he was the one forcing him to beg like a whore on the corner. The fingers that had been teasing him were gone and Matthew moaned in frustration. “Alfred!”

He was so caught up in his own embarrassment and arousal that he didn’t even notice that the blonde had moved in front of him he felt a finger under his chin, pulling his head up to stare at the other. Alfred stood in front of him, as naked as the day he was born…Matthew let out a squawk when he saw just what was in the others hands.

“A-Alfred what…are you doing with that?” Why was the other driving him crazy! Stretching him and teasing him and then leaving him hanging?!

“Suck,” Alfred commanded and Matthew balked in surprise when the other pressed the handle of his prized hockey stick to his mouth. His eyes flickered to the other, silently begging him to be just kidding. But Alfred pressed the large handle against his lips, his fingers digging into the poor boy’s jaw, forcing his lips to part and take in the handle.

A muffled groan escaped him as his brother forced the stick into his mouth. It stretched his lips and made him whimper. Alfred was looking at him like he was going to eat him at any moment. His Canadian brother looked obscene with his lips stretched around the end of his hockey stick, drool running from one corner of his mouth and his cheeks flushed in utter embarrassment.

“Mhp!” Matthew let out a noise as Alfred forced the stick in and out, leaving the top of the handle slick with spit. When he seemed satisfied he released the boy’s jaw, yanking the stick out with a strange wet pop. Matthew panted helplessly for air, his mouth aching. “A-Alfred no!” He managed as soon as he could catch his breath, his eyes watching him move behind him with a horrified look.

“There there my dear Mattie,” The blonde laid a soothing hand on his bottom for a moment. Matthew flinched, hearing the wet squelching noise of the other man coating the stick with lube. He was beyond mortified, the other couldn’t…he wouldn’t dare…!

“Alfred!” But he did, Alfred was pressing the cold thick stick inside his neglected hole. Matthew let out a shrill noise as the stick stretched him, his hole swallowing the stick until it was seated deep inside him. He tried to swallow his tears when he glanced over his shoulder to see Alfred standing there, an obscene amount of the hockey stick still hanging out of his behind in his brother’s hand.

“Your hungry little hole swallowed it right up,” Alfred informed him in a husky voice, that caused the other’s cock to twitch despite how embarrassed he felt. He absolutely couldn’t believe his brother was doing this to him, but even more, he couldn’t believe he was so aroused, still so needy. The Canadian arched slightly, feeling the stick slide move inside him.

“Please…” Was all he could muster in return, watching his brother over his shoulder with half lidded eyes.

He barely had to beg this time, perhaps the other had finally taken pity on him. Either that or Alfred was finally so horny he couldn’t stand to tease either of them a moment longer. The other part of North America never was very good at being patient.

Alfred gripped the hockey stick, thrusting it in and out of the other, his eyes watching in hunger as his lover’s hole stretched hungrily to accept the stick every time he pressed it inside.

“Look at you, you are a little slut aren’t you Matthew,” He hissed slightly beneath his breath. The American’s hand curled around his own neglected cock, jerking it quickly in his hand, groaning softly.

Matthew’s breath hitched and he let out a little mewl, a moan of pleasure followed by another and another until he was whimpering desperately. His ass arched into the air, accepting the stick and practically begging for more.

“O-oh…Ah yes! Please! Please!” The teasing had driven him almost to the edge and the Canadian was ashamed that being fucked by the hockey stick was almost the most sexually arousing thing he had ever done.

“I’m such a slut, please Alfred more! Fuck me more!” The feeling of it pressing inside him and seeing Alfred standing there, cock in hand as he fucked him with his prized possession sent him over the edge.

“Oh god Alfred!” His cum spurted out onto the couch and against his stomach, the surprising force leaving him whimpering and shaking.

A small grunt of pleasure was all the warning he got before he felt the warm feeling of Alfred’s cum landing on his back. Matthew could only whimper softly, his muscles still spasming around the stick hanging embarrassingly from his ass. For a moment all he could do was groan slightly and pant against the couch, his body shaking from the force of his orgasm. When he could finally breath again, he spoke.

“You’re a fucking asshole America. That wasn’t fair.”

“All’s fair in love and war Mattie, all’s fair.”