Prompt: America walks in to find Canada banging Russia on his (America's) bed. For Tabii

Disclaimer: Hetalia axis powers doesn't belong to me. Ever.

America considered himself to be a man of decent logic. A man who had a firm grasp on reality.

Until today.

Canada and Russia were having sex on his bed…

And Canada was topping.

Alfred knew that his brother had been seeing the communist country, and he knew that dating usually led to sex. It was natural and completely normal, healthy even.

None of this consoled him in the least as he tried to comprehend the image that was now burned into his mind like the background of a computer.

His little brother, naked and sweaty, with Russia's legs thrown over his shoulders as he steadily pounded the larger man into Alfred's vintage superman sheets.

The scary part was that Canada seemed to know what he was doing, if Russia's mewls and keens of pleasure where anything to go by. With a shift of the hips and an adjustment of the angle he seemed to send Russia into a world of pleasure.

America snapped the door shut and sunk to his knees just in time to hear Russia scream "Matthew!" at the top of his lungs.

***

"And that's why I need a new bed," Alfred said confidently, "Hell if I am sleeping in that thing ever again."

The sales agent stared at the nation in front of her. America looked back, "Too much information?"

"Actually you'd be surprised how often I hear that." The agent gestured for Alfred to follow her. "Give me the details and I'll give you a discount."

An: Written at midnight because Tabii thought Canada topping was just way too awesome to pass up. And we love scaring Alfred. Alfred will of course manage to salvage his belovide sheets somehow.