roses and fire [M-rated content]

[[x] Norway]

(yup....it does my friend...*breathes in* its been a while since I have written from seme's point of veiw....its probebly going to suck....BUT I WILL TRY!!!!wait...wait wait wait....so...canada's the girl in the relationship then? Not Norway?)

Norway smiled sweetly towards Canada. This guy was adorable....Norway kissed the top of Canada's head and said, "Its alright. You didnt know." The older nation gently started carresing the younger one's cheek. The skin was so smooth underneith his hand. He wanted to continue stroking the soft skin and slowly he dropped his leg that was still around the Canadian's waist. He hoped that Canada wouldnt think that he was going to stop all the things they were doing...in fact he was doing the exact opposite.

Quickly, he shifted positions with the taller nation. Norway smirked a little bit as he pinned Canada to the wall that he was once on. He grabbed the younger nation's chin and whispered quietly so that the other nation would be the only one to hear it, "But, since you do not know to much about this...would you like me to show you?" The nordic country wasnt used to be the one who was dominating in his...relationships. Heck, the only person he had ever did anything 'sexual' with was Denmark during the Kalamar union and Germany during WW2 when he was invaded...and he had someone dominating over him each time. But this time as he stared into that sweet innocent face, he didnt mind being a little...force full.

[mlpnkobnhjui]

((yes, I'd better start looking at wedding dresses, kidding. I'm wearing a tuxedo and there's nothing you could do about it. I'm new at both so now you know how I felt, well actually still feel.))

Canada was pinned against the very same wall that Norway had been on only moments before. It seemed that he had lost the battle of dominace in the relationship. It felt strange to be the one pinned against the wall, no longer in control of what happened, but in a way it also felt nice.

"Yes" replied Canada "teach me". He wrapped his arms around Norway's neck, copying what Norway had done before. He found Norway's separate curl of hair again, and started to caress it just as Norway had done to him. Then he lightly kissed Norway's smooth, warm lips.

[[x] Norway]

(....canada in a dress...I know a video that has him in one....0_0.....XD ok wear a tux! But it must be white!! Its the perfect yaoi wedding!!!!!*smacks self in face*....i am sorry...got to exited there~*huggles you*)

Norway felt the Canadian's lips on his own once again and a hand caress the little curl on the back of his head. The nordic country moaned a bit again but tried to keep his focus. He had to...thats what dominent people did...Slowly, his hands went to the tie that was tied around the taller man's neck. He slowly pulled it lose and threw it to the side as soon as he undid it all the way. He took a break for a tiny while to enjoy his kiss with Canada. He explored every inch of the younger persons mouth as mush and as often as he could.

Finally, Norway went to the heavy coat that Canada always wore. He un-buttoned it as slowly as he could, he wanted to show the younger nation exactly what to do, and finally he slipped off the large jacket. Norway explored the man's chest and felt two little nubs there. He knew what they were of coarse...and the thought made Norway's urge for Canada even more then before. The nordic's hands started touching them lightly, it was a little teasing on Norway's part but he didnt think Canada would mind.

The older country broke the kiss and started making a trail of them all the way to Canada's neck. He started to kiss, lick, suckle, and bite the soft flesh there. When he was satisfied with the mark he left, he went back up to the younger country's soft lips for more.

[mlpnkobnhjui]

((A white tux... I'll see what I can do.))

Canada felt his tie come off as he tried to hold back a smile. He kissed Norway passionately, of course letting the older nation dominate over him. He loved the way that Norway kissed him, his lips were so smooth and warm. They stayed like this for a few moments more, just enjoying the kiss.

Norway continued to take off Canada's clothes, going for his heavy coat next. Canada was relieved to have it off though, with just a white shirt blocking his bare skin from the air. It was getting very warm inside the greenhouse. Although whether the cause of the heat was the greenhouse's ability to retain heat in such a cold environment, or the closeness of their bodies.

Canada whimpered softly while Norway touched his chest, was he teasing him like this on purpose? Norway broke the kiss and started to peck Canada's neck. Whenever Norway hit a soft spot, Canada moaned slightly. Norway soon returned to Canada's lips and he continued to kiss the older nation with even more passion.

Canada didn't want to be the only one partly undressed, but he wondered if he was supposed to undress Norway like he had Canada. He reached for the necktie around Norway's neck and began to untie it. He had always wore regular ties so he struggled to loosen it, but eventually removed the article of clothing and tossed it on the floor beside Canada's already removed clothes.

He hoped that they didn't do anything too serious, he didn't know if he could handle something like that right now. It had all happened so suddenly.

[[x] Norway]

(yay!! Or I can wear the white tux cause of my nickname 'snowflake' and you can be the groom)

Norway fought a smile as he felt Canada's hands got out to his neck tie. When he felt the tiny piece of clothing finally was off, Norway brought his hands to his own belt that was around his waist and un-did it himself. That made his jacket open slightly to show a undershirt, it looked like a muscle shirt but it didnt...it was weird but it was comfortable to the nordic country.

The older man took one of Canada's hand and put it under the fabric of the jacket as an invite that it was ok to take of his jacket. Norway's heart must have been pounding like crazy and Canada could probebly feel it...As the other started fiddling with the jacket, Norway took this chance and started unbuttoning Canada's shirt. One bye one...finally he had all the bareskin on Canada's chest showing. Norway ran his hands all over the smooth skin...the canadian man was very fit and toned. Not like America who had muscle eveywere but he wasnt totaly skinny either. It was the perfect mesh for the nordic.

Finally, Norway's hands went back to the two little nubs that he once had before. He stopped teasing finally and touched them seriously. The smaller man did all of this without re-moving his lips from the others. He never wanted to move his lips from the other's...ever.

[mlpnkobnhjui]

(( We will have to plan this wedding, it's going to be great! ))

Canada could feel Norway's heart pounding very fast, which only made Canada's heart beat even faster. He could feel adrenaline flowing through his body, clouding his reason. His body felt like it was on fire, and the temperature was only rising.

He fiddled with the jacket for a few moments but managed to get it off. It fell to the floor around their feet. He traced the outline of Norway's muscles through his shirt with his fingers, memorizing every detail. He could feel Norway slowly unbuttoning his shirt until eventually it flew open to revel bare skin. He loved the way Norway touched his chest so lovingly.

Canada had been kissing Norway the whole time, always letting Norway dominate. Tired of this turn of events, he thrush his tongue into Norway's mouth, demanding to be let inside. His left leg wrapped itself around Norway's right one, pushing him closer.

[[x] Norway]

(Yes! It will be awesome!!!Can we have it while its snowing?!)

Norway's eyes widened when he felt Canada's tounge force its way inside of his mouth. The nordic moaned in pleasure at that. So....the younger nation could be forceful after all...He felt the canadian's leg wrap itself his own. Norway wanted to smirk but fought against it and just continued to kiss the younger nation. The shorter nation's hands traveled upwards to Canada's shoulders and pushed the white shirt off of the man. It fell to the floor with all the other pieces of clothing and Norway's hands roamed back down to the Canadians chest and
stomach.

Once again, Norway felt his pants tighten. His eyes snapped wide open and he tried sliding away from the younger man so he wouldnt feel it but once again...things just seemed to get worse for his problem...For a while, the nordic nation tried ignoring the problem, but since Canada's tounge was in his mouth, it didnt work...

[mlpnkobnhjui]

(( Yes! that would be cool! ))

Canada felt his shirt drop to the floor along with the rest of their clothes. He shivered as the air around him hit his bare chest, warm air crashing with the even warmer heat of Canada's body. He didn't mind because he was used to being cold before. He tugged at the older nation's shirt, wanting him to take his shirt off as well.

Canada kissed Norway even more forcefully, seeing as the older nation hadn't taken dominance yet and he wanted to enjoy being on top for the time being. Norway's hands returned to Canada's chest, making him loss his concentration on the kiss for a while.

He could feel Norway moving on top of him, what was wrong this time? It couldn't be the same problem as before, could it? But he felt the same foreign object touch him once again. Normally Canada would have said 'I'm not ready yet' or something of the sort, but in the heat of the moment, with all this adrenaline in his system, all his reasoning went out the window. He broke the kiss and leaned down to whisper in Norway's ear "Take me". A very simple command, and one that he hoped Norway would understand.

[[x] Norway]

(Yay!!!...wait a minuet....who will be the one proposing? and on another note...Im going to be blushing as i reply....)

Everything seemed to stop at that moment. Canada wanted Norway to take him...everything seemed to be spinning but Norway got his head on straight and clear. He wanted the younger man now...he didnt care if someone saw them or that he might be the one to 'deflower' one of the largest countries in the world. He just wanted him, and nothing was going to holding the older nation back.

Quickly, he shoved Canada onto the floor. He hoped he didnt hurt the taller nation...he didnt want to hurt him...well...he knew that the other would feel a little bit of pain later but he didnt want to dewl on it now...Norway climbed ontop of the younger nation and sat on his middle with his legs on both sides of the country. With a quick motion, he grabbed Canada's chin and brought his head up to meet Norway's lips. His tounge re-explored the canadian's mouth and when the nordic broke the kiss, a tiny trail of spit lingered on Norways tounge. "Very well." Norway said smirking a little bit. "Since this is your first time, I'll be gentle. But if your un-easy about something just tell me and we'll stop."

Then Norway quickly threw off his shirt and felt the air hit his exposed skin, he then leaned onto the Canadian's chest and started kissing areas there. He moved his waist in a rubbing motion on Canada's lap hoping he would arouse him, it surely felt good to Norway and he hoped that it felt good to the other. Norway finally got to the little nubs that were standing up. The older nation licked his fingers quickly and started carresing the right one and put the left one in his mouth and started sucking, biting, and licking it. He switched off every couple of seconds trying to get each one the equal amount of attention. He seriously hoped that this felt good to the younger country.

[mlpnkobnhjui]

(( I have been blushing this entire time. I honestly don't know who should propose first, maybe we could propose at the same time?))

Canada was pinned to the floor forcefully by Norway, and he smiled. This is exactly what he wanted. He loved the way that Norway could be so dominating at times, it reminded him of someone else he knew. Norway was now on top of him, kissing him. He felt a tingle shiver through his body, he wanted him so badly now that he could hardly contain himself.

Norway took off his shirt and Canada stared at his beautifully sculpted body. His body was perfectly toned and fit, making Canada even more eager. The way Norway moved on and kissed his chest made Canada moan and whimper loudly. He couldn't take it any longer when his pants began to tighten and he knew exactly what that meant now. He thrush his lower body upward, not caring if the older nation could feel his hardness.

This seemed so farmiliar, like de javu almost. Then the memory flooded into his mind. A blur of images revelled themselves showing both Canada and a man with silvery white hair. Canada cried out "No! stop it Prussia, be gentle!". He instinctivly tried to curl up into a ball, locking his legs together, forgetting that Norway was on top of him, and whispered "I'm not ready, I'm not ready for this yet."

[[x] Norway]

(dont worry about it! I had difficulty writing mine to~but sure! Lets have them say it at the same time!)

Norway felt himself be thrown off of the younger man's body and collide into a plant that wasnt that far away and get himself buried in dirt. As the nordic started wiping it out of his eyes so he could see, he felt his heart break...no shatter into pieces. D-did the other say a diffrent nation's name while the older man was touching the him? Norway looked at Canada with disbelief. "W-what?" Norway choked out. Norway looked everywere else but the Canadian...he tried his best to keep the tears in...no...no emotion....no emotion....it betrays you....dont show it....you're looked at as weak when you do....dont show it...dont show that your breaking on the inside....."A-ah...I see...well if you will excuse me I have to go clean up." Norway said as he stood up from the floor. He quickly grabbed his clothes and put them on, not caring about the dirt that was on his skin. But as he did that, he couldnt look back...he knew if he did he'd start crying.

As Norway's vision got blurry, he knew he had to get out of the garden now. And he did just that...how could he have been so stupid...he knew that there relationship would have never worked out....t-they had no idea the other existed at all until only a little while ago...besides that, he knew that two males would never be happy together...no matter how Spain and Romano looked or America and England....it would never work.....never....

Norway's throat clenched tightly...he felt the tears threatening and this time he let them flow...the nordic country swayed to the side and he caught himself on a wall. This was horrible....he knew he couldnt stop crying anytime soon...his heart hurt to much....

Norway looked around himself, were was he? He really wasnt paying any attention to were he was going. Oh...he was on the stairs to go back down...good, Norway thought sadly...he wanted to go to bed and finish bawling his eyes out...it was just a few more steps to be downstairs...and a few more to get into his bed...quietly Norway walked.

[mlpnkobnhjui]

Canada was hurting inside, but it certainly couldn't compare with the hurt that Canada had seen on Norway's face. He honestly didn't want to think about prussia, much less say that bastard's name. He couldn't help his random flashbacks sometimes. It pained him to see Norway so hurt, he would do anything to get things back to how they were before.

Norway left the greenhouse, leaving Canada behind to figure out how to clean this mess up. The first thing that popped into Canada's head was to follow Norway and try to tell him how he felt. How could he do that though? He had to fight his shyness away for the time being. He gathered what little shreds of courage and hope he had to try and save the best thing that had ever happen to him.

He grabbed his shirt, tie, and coat off of the dirty greenhouse floor. He no longer wanted to look at himself, he felt so disgusted with what he had done. The result was a wrinkled, halfway buttoned shirt along with a terrible knot in his tie. He didn't bother to put his coat back on, rather he dragged it along with him.

He ran down the stairs, faster than even Italy did when he saw England. He quickly headed for the bunkbed area, knowing that that's where he would have gone if he were in Norway's position. When he found him walking towards his bed, Canada grabbed Norway's hand and turned him around by pulling on his hand. "Norway wait!" cried out Canada "You don't understand! I don't love prussia, I don't love anyone else. I only love you. I have for a while now, but never had the courage to tell you. Your my everything, the apple of my eyes, what makes me want to live in this cruel world. Your my sunlight in the day and my starshine at night. The first snowflakes of every winter day, untouched and pure. Your my only happiness and I can't loss you! I would do anything for you. I love you Norway, I truely do!" out of breathe from his speech and running before that, Canada simply stared into Norway's eyes, hoping that he would see another emotion other than pain. "Please say something..."

[[x] Norway]

Norway didnt dare to breath or move when Canada had finished. The norweigen man just stood there with wide eyes that were still pouring tears out of his eyes like no tomarrow. Norway looked down at his own hand that was wrapped around the Canadian's then looked back up to the taller man. His face seemed so sincere...so truthfull...so full of love....

The nordic closed his eyes and lowered his head...then he took a step foward and punched Canada in the gut with all his might. When he did that Norway started crying again and then wrapped his arms around the mans waist and buried his face in Canada's chest. "I love you...I love you so much....please dont leave me..." Norway kept saying over and over again like a mantra.

He needed the other man so much...he didnt want anyone else just Canada....Norway kept crying into the others shirt and felt bad for crying so much and ruining the white shirt Canada had on. Norway wanted to rub his eyes, but he didnt dare to remove his arms from the others waist..."Please dont leave me....I need you..." Norway said as he looked up to face the man who had made him feel all of these emotions. "I need you....I love you..." Norway finally said as he stared into those amazing purple eyes...

[mlpnkobnhjui]

((warning, may contain butchering of the french lanuage. I mean no offense, but clearly I don't speak french.))

The punch hurt to say the least, but he had deserved it. He hadn't been expecting it to be so powerful, not that he doubted Norway's offensive abilities, or defensive abilities for that matter. How could he have made such a loving man cry? He felt like such a terrible person.

Canada wrapped his arms around Norway, hopeing to comfort the nation. He couldn't stand to see him cry, the sound was unbearable. It was like watching a puppy being kicked but there was nothing you could do to help. He stroked Norway's soft hair and whispered "It's ok, I won't leave, I promise. I will never leave your side sustantivo (snowflake)."

He continued to stroke Norway's hair, barring the pain of having to watch his love so hurt. He wanted him to stop crying, he hated to see people cry. His shirt was soiled with warm tears, but he hardly noticed and cared even less. When Norway looked into his eyes, he looked straight back and tryed to smile. Norway's beautiful face had been soiled by tears and dirt from the green house. Canada took his thumb and tryed to wipe away most of the dirt and tears in order to see Norway's beautiful face underneathe, even though he still looked too cute for his own good.

[[x] Norway]

(Haha, i know no french either~so its ok)

Canada's warm touch helped the nordic nation's tears alot. His breathing became easier and he could feel the tears coming out less and less. He put his own hand over Canada's and closed his eyes. He loved this man so much...he never wanted to be apart from him ever again. Norway opened his eyes back up and smiled as best as he could. He probebly looked like a horrible mess with his face dirty and wet...but it seemed that Canada didnt seem to care about that.

Slowly, Norway stood on his tip-toes and gave Canada a quick kiss on the lips. It wasnt like the passionate ones that the two have had before, but it was full of Norway's love and affection for the younger male. "I-Im sorry I ruined your shirt..." The nordic said as he wiped his eyes with his sleave. He wanted to stop crying already....he must have looked pathetic like this..."But...thank you for chasing after me...." Norway added as he once again wrapped his arms around Canada's waist. He didnt want to let go..."I love you so much...." he whispered into the Canadians chest.