Just some pointless shit.

That bastard. I fucking hate France. That wine sucking asshole is checking out my Spaniard's incredibly fine ass. That's makes it my ass by default. So what if I bottom more often than not, that ass is mine. Sure it's attached to Spain, but it's still mine. So in a way…

France is checking out my ass.

This is unacceptable!

He will face my oversized boots I use to make myself look taller and badass! Not that I need to look badass, cause I so am. Shut up I am!

Did he just… GROPE HIM? HE WILL DI- why isn't Spain moving? Hell he doesn't look like he even feels it! What? WHY IS FRANCE STILL GROPING IT? AHHH!

I jumped and kicked France in the face sending him flying into the wall. Stupid bastard. Hmm, I guess Spain really is oblivious, he didn't even notice. I wonder….

I gently reached down to grope his amazing ass. God it felt great. It was round and perfect and Spain still didn't feel me groping him! I smirk to myself before giving the ass the gods had blessed my boyfriend with.

SMACK~

"Oh!" Spain yelped, turning around to face me, then chuckled. "Oh Roma, you're so naughty~"

Fuck.