Football: Seven Minutes in Hetalia Heaven

Football

Weaving your way around people, you heard Alfred calling your name and you excitedly joined him. Thrusting a hat towards you, suspecting you'd be game for Seven Minutes in Heaven, Alfred said, "Why don't ya pull out a name?" Winking, he gave you that grin and immediately you knew what was going on.

Excellent! What's a party without games?

Immediately, your hand delved into the hat and the paper you chose unfolded in your nimble fingers. A sport was written on the paper and you crinkled your nose, preferring that it was a straightforward name. Regaining your smile, however, you looked at Alfred and said:

"Football!"

"Football? All right dude, in ya go!"

With a plop, you fell into the closet and waited. Patience never being your strong suit, you started pacing, surprised by how big the space actually was. Moseying around, you eventually sat with a sigh; you wished Heracles were there. Parties just weren't the same without him. Pulling your knees to your chin, you inwardly admitted to missing him.

Ever since the two of you broke up because a long distance relationship was too much to manage, you had been somewhat lonely, but always optimistic that he might reappear. With a sigh, it seemed this would be a perfect opportunity for his return. When the closet door reopened and light shunned your sight, you gasped upon hearing a familiar, soft voice.

"_, is that you?"

Your heart pounded. "Heracles? No way!"

Door closing, you were quickly on your feet and in the Greek's warm embrace, nuzzling his neck with your nose and kissing all that your lips could reach. This couldn't be real. Desire flooding thickly through your veins, you practically pounced on him, refusing to let go. You were upset when he didn't respond, forgetting that he was never got into it as rapidly as you did.

"What's going on? Why are you here?" You managed between kisses, mouth hot upon his neck.

"Elizabeta," he stoically replied, suddenly pressing his nose into your hair, making you halt your barrage.

Gentle hands fell to your hips and moved up your sides, feeling you to make sure that you were real. You looked up at him, knowing what would come next. "E-Elizabeta? R-really?" You craned your neck, heart faltering when his lips met your forehead and not your mouth. God, you hated waiting, but this man would drive you crazy before giving himself to you.

"Yes," he embraced you warmly, pressing your face to his chest, "she said you missed me."

"I—I do!" Words stumbled from your mouth, something they rarely did. "Seeing you again is amazing!"

"Mmm," Heracles grazed your hair with his lips. "I've really missed you, you know."

"Then," you blushed, pulling back to look up at him, "kiss me. Show me how you've missed me."

Heracles smiled; you were always so impatient. Heeding your request, he cupped your cheek, taking his sweet time leaning in and pressing his lips against yours. Eager, you elevated yourself on tiptoes to deepen the kiss, hands flying into his hair; like a hypnotic spell, you were bound to him. Tongue seeking his, you entered his mouth, tasting the cultural romance of some dish he savored earlier. Inhaling his calming, neutral scent, you were intoxicated by everything he was.

Taking in you as well, Heracles took his time exploring your body. Hands moving down your neck, inciting tingles and shivers, he swept them down your chest and around your hips, pulling you firmly against him. Tempting him as you slid your tongue along his lower lip, you felt him smile as his hands cupped your rear playfully, mouth gradually moving down your jaw and neck.

Everything felt incredible; it had been so long and now you were losing your mind.

This was heaven in its purest form.

"Stay here, with me," you whispered, "don't go back for a while…I love you."

"If I can," Heracles pressed his lips against the base of your neck and you groaned, "I will."

Completely at his mercy, you found yourself against the wall with his hands and mouth all over you. Heracles was a passionate lover, deep and sensual. He forced you to have the patience you only appreciated during your sessions. Neither of you, however, remembered that you were playing seven minutes in heaven, so when Alfred came knocking, you were disappointed.

"Hey dudes! Time's up!" Alfred called from outside the door.

Pouting, you looked at Heracles. "Want to continue this at my place later?" You felt his green eyes admiring you as he twirled a lock of your hair around his finger, musing quietly to himself.

"Yes," he answered, pressing his lips to yours, "I would like that very, very much."

FINIS.

Congrats! You're the lucky lady who received one of the surprise characters! Greece only shows up once and only for you; you are his one true love that he will always stay faithful to. Reunited at last, there's no way Greece will ever give up on you; your relationship will always remain strong.

Inspiration

I'm In Heaven When You Kiss Me by ATC