Disclaimer: I don't own hetalia, if I did…Sweden and Russia = Uke. Everyone else = Seme

Warning: Jealousy, yaoi, hotness, cuteness, and more. Also UKE RUSSIA! 3 and UKE SWEDEN! 3 3

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A/N: Alright! This is the last chapter! Finally! How many years has it been? Too freaking many!

Also another warning, Sexy GreSve time!

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Russia, Oh Russia (Let me Help you)

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Honestly, Sweden didn't remember how they all got back to the hotel. Well, they got back by taxi, but the trip went by so quickly as he and Greece were trying to figure out what to do.

In the end, Sweden knew, he couldn't keep being with China -even if it wasn't true on his part, though he did feel something for the nation- when he was married to Greece. So, Sweden was going to go to China today and tell him that he would be a friend, nothing more.

He only hoped it wouldn't hurt China...then again, why would it? Sweden still didn't actually think that China wanted him for anything but a bed mate. Only Greece ever wanted him as something more.

So when they got back to the hotel, Sweden whispered to Russia what he wanted to do and though Russia was reluctant, Russia whispered back that he would distract Germany and Greece.

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"Okay you two!" Russia said, holding up his promise to Sweden, "You two are coming with me while Sve gets ready for tonight!"

"R-Russia!" Sweden squeaked, embarrassed that the one he viewed as another son was speaking of his wedding night so bluntly.

"Shush, you go and get pampered for a few hours. Afterwards,come to Greece's room, okay?" Russia smiled childishly, as if he wasn't helping Sweden to get away.

"O-Okay..." Sweden said and quickly began walking, his face red. He could hear Russia say to the others,

"And we are going to make Greece's room romantic for tonight!" Russia chirped, giggling happily.

Sweden walked faster and took a turn towards Germany's room, knowing that his coat was there. He wouldn't remove his wedding outfit yet -that right belonged to Greece- but he would cover it with his long coat for the talk he would have with China.

After he got his coat -which he breathed a sigh of content when he finally got to put it back on-, he made his way to China's room. He remembered how China hadn't been in the meeting earlier and suddenly felt his earlier worry. He stopped in front of China's door and debated knocking for a moment, but at the idea of China maybe being asleep, he decided to just open the door.

What he noticed as soon as he walked in made his heart grow cold.

"C-China!?" Sweden gasped, rushing towards the Asian nation's side. He quickly turned China onto his back and looked for any injuries that could have cause China to pass out on the floor. He made a little distressed noise when he couldn't find one and began to gently tap China's cheek.

"China..." He whispered, slightly pleading, "Wake up...please, be okay and wake up!"

His breath caught in his throat when China groaned, scrunching his face in slight pain. When China finally opened his eyes, Sweden sat back, closing his eyes for a moment and covered his mouth as he made a slight sob/laughing sound.

"Oh gods...don't do that to me!" Sweden said, feeling relief. He opened his eyes and looked at China, saying, "You scared me..."

Then, Sweden noticed that there was something odd about how China was staring at him. He bit his lip, suddenly feeling nervous until China said,

"You're concerned about me...you really are...worried about me..." He whispered, as if he couldn't believe it.

"Of course I am...I've always been." Sweden said, not really knowing how else to answer China, besides the truth.

"After everything I've done to you...?" China continued to whisper, now shifting until he was on his knee's with Sweden, reaching towards him, "You are still willing to give me your worry...still willing to touch me?"

Sweden's eyes widened and he suddenly grabbed China's hand, leaning towards the nation, "You...are you better now?" Sweden asked, almost breathless with hope. He looked into China's eyes, trying to find the darkness that always lurked in that gaze, but it was gone, replaced with shame, surprise, and...hope.

"Y-Yes..." China said, turning his eyes towards their combined hands. He sighed in content at the feeling.

Sweden noticed China looked at their hands and suddenly felt shame. He quickly released China's hand, thinking that China wouldn't want any touch from him anymore, and said, "S-Sorry."

Sweden bit his lip and looked at China through his long lashes -to nervous to actually look at China-, saying, "I really am glad...that you're better."

"I'll...I'll leave you alone now..." Sweden whispered, standing to go. He knew that China wouldn't even want to be his friend now, so he knew he shouldn't even try to ask.

"No!" China said, shooting to his feet. He grabbed Sweden's wrist, "Please, I-...Stay..."

Sweden looked at China with wide eyes then felt himself unwillingly blush as China's hand traveled from his wrist to encircle his hand. He stayed quiet, not knowing what to say. His thought's were yelling at him but there was to much in his mind to choose a proper route.

"I know I've been...horrid and foul...forcing myself on you, but...if you could find it in yourself to forgive me..." China held Sweden's hand tighter and took a step towards the blonde nation, "I would...love it, if you could grant me a real chance with you."

"A re-..ch-" Sweden stumbled over the words, his cheeks heating up further even as it felt like something was gripping his heart.

"Y-you w-want..." Sweden began but just couldn't finish his sentence, so China finished it for him.

"I want to be with you, and prove that I am not what I had been for the past two weeks." China's ears burned red as he recalled certain moments of their time that didn't include pain, "You are...so sweet and kind...I want a chance to..." at that point, China stopped, the red color tinting his ears traveling to his cheeks.

"I...I..." Sweden felt the thing gripping his heart grow tighter and he felt horrible as he whispered, "...I can't..."

China froze, his skin suddenly going white, "I-...I understand." He said, voice choked as he let go of Sweden's hand, "You must feel disgusted with me. I have done so many...disgusting things lately."

"No!" This time it was Sweden who protested. He briefly thought that it would have been better to just agree but he just couldn't let China think that way, "I understand that you weren't in control, and I tried to help you to the best of my ability. I am happy that you turned your attention onto me as now you can say you never tried to take anyone else. You can be free of guilt now."

"But I do feel guilt! I did all those things to you and I know you were scared!" China almost shouted.

"It does not matter, no one would wage war over me. So there are no repercussions for you." Sweden smiled gently at China, not even realizing that his lips were forming the expression, "So now you can forget."

China went silent and for a moment, Sweden was worried that China wasn't even breathing. He bit his lip, subtly frowning until China exhaled almost harshly before saying, "How...can you think that?"then he shook his head and said, "I do not want to forget. I want to make it up to you, somehow, and...and..."

'I want to replace the images of you, scared, with ones of you in pleasure.'

"I-...I'm sorry." Sweden said, feeling guilty again, "Truthfully, I have someone that I like...that wants to be with me, even now...and I want to be with him." Sweden bit his lip hard, wishing that he could make everyone happy, "I...I would like to be your friend instead, if you would allow that."

"Would that be alright...?" Sweden asked, voice quiet and nervous.

China was silent for a few moments before a slightly strained -and strange- smile crossed his lips, "Yes...I would gratefully accept your friendship if you think me worthy."

Sweden couldn't help but to smile that time, and he knew he was smiling widely but for once, he couldn't stop himself and he didn't even cover it up, "Oh thank the gods. I'm so glad..." Sweden said, his eyes shinning happily.

China lost his breath again and all he could do was nod. He felt a sense of loss in his heart as he knew he wouldn't be given the chance to change Sweden's mind. But then again...

"Alright, I must be going now...I will see you tomorrow,...my friend" Sweden said, his voice tinged with happiness. He turned and left the room.

China watched Sweden leave and stayed silent even after the door closed, only speaking in the confines of his own mind.

'I won't give up.' China thought to himself, 'No matter what, I will gain that chance with you. We are countries after all...I can wait.'

'But for now, I will content myself with being your friend.'

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It hadn't taken long for Germany and Russia to help Greece turn his room into something suitable for a wedding night. He felt such nervous excitement that when they left, Greece just couldn't stop pacing. He didn't even remove he tux yet.

Suddenly, his door opened and Greece saw Sweden enter. His breath left him in a rush and he took three large steps towards Sweden. He wrapped his arms around the nation and lifted him. He laughed at Sweden's squeak and smiled at his wife.

Sweden blushed and smiled shyly at Greece, loosely wrapping his arms around Greece's shoulders.

"So, what shall we do now?" Sweden asked, slightly amused.

"Hm..." Greece hummed as he turned, still holding Sweden up by his backside. He made his way to the bathroom, saying, "A bath. I think we should bathe together first." Greece grinned and just had to say, "I want to see this body slick and shining again."

"A-again?" Sweden asked, now blushing.

"I never could get that image of you out of my head. When me and Germany 'walked' into the bathroom while you and Russia were cleaning each other." Greece set Sweden down on the bathroom counter then tasted Sweden's lips before pressing a hard kiss to his bare neck.

Sweden blushed harder, whimpering softly at the kisses, "Y-You were supposed to f-forget..." he said, a little breathless.

"Never." Greece murmured against Sweden's neck. He licked a long line up before biting the pale skin right under Sweden's jaw.

"A-ah...G-Greece..." Sweden gasped, his hands reaching to grip Greece's tux jacket. He tugged at it lightly and crossed his legs behind the tan nation.

Greece chuckled, his hands trailing down Sweden's sides to his legs. He slowly rubbed Sweden's legs, dipping his thumbs between the nation's thighs and rubbing the sensitive skin there -even though he was still wearing pants.-. Finally, he pulled back -though only slightly- and gripped Sweden's hands, pulling them away from him.

"Stay right here, I'll start the water." Greece whispered, his lips still forming a lewd smirk.

Sweden nodded, slightly trembling. He uncrossed his legs, freeing Greece, and gripped the edge of the counter he sat on instead. He watched Greece move, his breathing already slightly labored. Sweden felt slightly embarrassed by his reaction's but...it was Greece making him feel this way...his husband. Oh, the word made butterflies swarm in his stomach and his heart flutter.

Finally, Greece was back and Sweden could hear the tub filling. His heart skipped as Greece unbuttoned his coat and knew that soon, he would be baring his body to Greece. The thought made him excited but nauseous at the same time. He couldn't help but to think 'what if he doesn't like what he see's?'

Sweden bit his lip hard, his nerves fraying already.

"Hey, what are you thinking?" Greece suddenly said, his hand going up to cup Sweden's face.

"..." Sweden looked away, then finally said, "What if you don't like...how I look?"

Greece chuckled and kissed Sweden deeply, pushing his tongue in between those soft lips and tasting Sweden's mouth eagerly. He pulled back only when he felt that he made Sweden sufficiently breathless and said, "I didn't fall in love with your body."

Sweden blushed hotly, not only from the kiss, but from Greece's words too. He nodded after a moment and let his coat fall from his shoulders, then, removed his modified white jacket. He looked up into Greece's darkened eyes and blushed even more. He fumbled with the buttons of his shirt until Greece slowly gripped his wrist.

"Let me..." Greece said, his voice slightly ragged now.

Sweden nodded, heart skipping in his chest. He shivered as Greece slowly unbuttoned his shirt, fingers brushing against his skin with each movement. Sweden swallowed roughly, his skin seeming to burn with each small touch, it was like torture. He gasped softly as Greece pushed the shirt from his shoulders, letting those large, warm hands caress his shoulders.

"So beautiful..." Greece whispered as he leaned down, pressing his lips to Sweden's chest. He could feel the thudding rhythm of Sweden's heart under his lips. He kissed where the thudding was the hardest then made his way to Sweden's chest. He slowly licked the already hardened nub of Sweden's nipple and enjoyed the soft whimper that left his new wife. He ran his hands down Sweden's slender form, caressing his sides and hips almost possessively.

"You're so beautiful..." Greece whispered again, his voice throaty and positively spine tingling.

Sweden trembled, his cheek burning red and his hands twitching to just pull Greece close and yank the clothing from the nation's body. He finally gave in to the craving and gripped Greece's jacket, tugging it off of the man. He felt Greece grin against his skin but couldn't muster the care to be embarrassed. He wanted Greece out of those clothes!

Greece pulled away from Sweden and kissed away the slightly desperate whimper that escaped the blonde nation. He stepped back and wasted no time in stripping for Sweden, enjoying the way the Sweden watched -so shy looking yet eager at the same time.-.

Sweden bit his lip, feeling his mouth water at seeing Greece reveal himself. It still surprised him, how built Greece was under those unassuming clothes. His eyes traced every muscle, from those broad shoulders to those arms that Sweden felt safe in. Then, Sweden trailed his gaze over Greece's ab muscled and stopped just at his waistline, where his slacks were still covering. Like Greece was purposefully waiting for Sweden to turn his gaze there, he hooked his thumbs into the pants and shoved them down, letting Sweden see precisely what had been hiding beneath the bulging material.

Sweden's breath caught in his throat and his eyes widened at Greece's ridged length. His mouth dried and he squeezed his legs together, feeling a sharp ache inside of him.

Did he really cause that?

"You like what you see?" Greece asked, his voice a low rumble.

Sweden opened his mouth to answer but could only pant softly. He nodded instead, not being able to tear his eyes away from that erected length.

"It's..." Sweden began, not even knowing what he was going to say as his mind felt like white noise, "It's making me...feel so hot..inside."

Sweden gasped as Greece suddenly lunged at him, and next thing he knew was that he was in Greece's arms, their bare torso's pressed together. Sweden could feel Greece's hands gripping his backside, fondling it before they were suddenly pushing his pants down and off his legs. Sweden felt his face burn again, feeling embarrassed that Greece could now feel his own arousal, and quickly hid his face in Greece's shoulder.

Sweden squeaked then moaned as Greece groped his backside and ground against him. His stomach felt like it was filled with butterflies again then the butterflies disappeared and warmth pooled there instead as Greece ground against him again. Sweden moaned into Greece's shoulder then shuddered as he heard Greece's answering groan. He wanted to hear that again, that deep sound that left Greece's mouth and seemed to play down his spine, making him want to arch against his husband.

Greece growled, just wanting to shove Sweden against a wall and have his wicked way with the nation. He held himself back and stepped into the large tub, getting to his knee's and laying Sweden into the warm water. He pulled back and turned the water off before looming over Sweden's flushed form again. He trailed his gaze over Sweden's bare -and now wet- body, and licked his lips.

"I've thought about this for a long time..." Greece said, "being in this position..." he leaned down and nipped Sweden's ear, his member throbbing at Sweden's sinful moaning.

"I want to have you now." Greece groaned, burying his face into Sweden's neck and biting the flesh there.

Sweden gasped and arched against Greece, wrapping his arms and legs around the tan nation to pull him closer. His heart thudded in his chest as he dug his hands into Greece's hair, pulling him away from his neck and practically slamming their lips together. He moaned as Greece wasted no time in putting every ounce of need he felt into the kiss. Sweden finally pulled away with a wet smack of their lips and panted.

"I want that too!" Sweden said, pulling Greece closer, "I want to feel you inside me, right now. So please...don't make me wait."

Greece's green eyes darkened and he swooped down, capturing Sweden's lips again as his right hand went down. He wasted no time in finding Sweden's hidden entrance and pressing against it with two fingers, just to hear Sweden's reaction. He felt himself throb again as Sweden moaned into his mouth and he growled in pleasure as he felt Sweden scrape his nails up his back. Greece pushed his tongue into Sweden's mouth, distracting the nation as he simultaneously pushed a finger into Sweden.

Greece groaned as Sweden shifted, pressing against his hand. He added another finger and slowly began stretching the nation, searching for that special spot. He knew when he found it when Sweden uttered a delicious cry of pleasure. Greece wrapped an arm around Sweden's waist and pulled him closer as he quickly continued loosening Sweden for him.

"E-Enough! Please, just- inside! Need you!" Sweden panted, eyes becoming teary with need.

Greece ripped his hand away and quickly replaced his fingers with his engorged member. He hissed "Fuck!" as he slowly pushed into Sweden's tight heat. He didn't stop until his hips were pressing hard against Sweden, then, he waited, breathing raggedly.

"Oh..." Sweden mumbled breathlessly, "So full...I feel so...filled. I love it...you feel so good...inside me..." Sweden felt almost delirious with the feeling of Greece inside him. He cried out as Greece thrust sharply into him and had to claw at Greece's back again.

"F-Fuck!" Greece's hips twitched forward again even as he tried to hold himself still, "I can't-...I can't control myself when you..talk like that!"

"Then-...Then don't! I want you..." Sweden said then shifted, moving his hips against Greece and whimpering as he felt Greece's erection drag against his inner walls.

Greece groaned loudly then pulled Sweden up and pushed him against the tiled wall. He thrust into Sweden, again and again, holding nothing back now, not that he could even if he tried. The bathroom filled with the sound of their making love and Greece thought that it was a feast for his ears.

Every moan from Sweden was answered by a groan from Greece. Every cry was answered with a growl, and every whimper with a sigh. They breathed each others air and tasted each others sweat.

Sweden's legs tightened around Greece's waist as he felt the coil in his stomach threaten to snap. He cried out from a particularly harsh -but so very pleasurable- thrust and trembled from Greece's answering growl.

"G-Greece!" Sweden sobbed, "I-..'m close!"

"So am I lovely. I'm going to make you cum with me. I want to see your ecstasy." Greece panted, his hips pounding faster into Sweden. He felt the heat boiling inside him and wanted to cum now, but he wouldn't without Sweden. He reached between their bodies and quickly began stroking Sweden. Greece knew he just tipped Sweden over the edge as he felt Sweden clench around him, making him lose his breath. He watched Sweden come undone and groaned, loosing himself as well.

They stayed like that for a while longer, panting and tired. Sweden leaned against Greece, not bothering to move as he didn't want Greece to leave him just yet.

As if Greece knew, he slowly cleaned them up without dislodging himself. He lifted Sweden up afterwards and separated them so he could dry them off. He smiled at Sweden's little reluctant whimper and walked to the bedroom with Sweden in his arms. He set Sweden down onto the bed then slipped into the bed with him, pulling the covers over them both. He gathered Sweden into his arms again, spooning him, and slowly entered his wife again but didn't move past that.

Sweden inhaled sharply and actually purred at the feeling of Greece inside him again. He held onto the arms that were wrapped around him and whispered, "I love you"

Greece grinned and kissed the back of Sweden's neck, whispering as well, "I love you too."

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Russia sighed softly as he kissed Germany within the nation's room. He shifted closer to his lover and smiled. He briefly nuzzled Germany's cheek and giggled as the nation tightened his arms around his waist.

"Tomorrow." Russia whispered happily.

"Tomorrow is the last day here." Germany said, leaning down to press a kiss to Russia's neck.

"Mmhm~" Russia giggled, tightening his own arms around Germany's shoulder, "And...tomorrow, we will all be going to my country, da?"

"If that is what you wish." Germany said, "I will make sure the other two come along."

"Thank you, my love." Russia smiled brilliantly.

"Of course, my little rabbit." Germany chuckled, "There is not much I wouldn't do for you."

Russia smiled wider, his cheeks turning slightly pink, "and tomorrow, when our family is complete...together forever, we will become one as well."

"There is no rush." Germany said, wanting to say it. He wouldn't make Russia be with him in that way. At least..., "I can even wait until we are married as well."

Russia giggled and hugged Germany tightly, "Silly, we already are married!"

"Oh?" Germany grinned, chuckling.

"Da! We have been since I got Greece to confess to Sweden. I don't need a ceremony, you are already mine and no one else can have you."

"Hm...no argument from me. As long as I can say the same." Germany chuckled again and kissed Russia.

"Of course~" Russia purred into the kiss.

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There is is, this story is officially over!

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