beer~.

he-him a beer

takes it. Here, have a kiss.

blushes in response, kissing him back, why so affectionate?'

lightly shrugs, "I thought you liked it. He opens his beer.

nods, 'Of course I do.' He looks stupidly happy as he continues to drink his own, 'Let's play a drinking game?'

blinks. "Um okay, sure."

of one to play and.... comes up with a blank. 'I guess we could play 'I have never...' again.'

smiles, "Okay." They have not done it in months, so.

glad that went down a treat, 'Then Ummm... I've never played Shinny.'

asks, "What's that?" Meaning he probably hasn't played it.

says, 'It's the scottish game which hockey was derived from... also called shinty.' Blame Wiki.

blinks. "I hate it when you use simple things." He takes a sip of beer.

grins brightly, 'I don't want ot use all the good ones in the beginning, you might not admit to half of them.'

blushes lightly. "I never...um...ate a scone."

drinks with a small frown, 'They're actually good when England doesn't make them.'

rubs at his own nose. "For the longest time, I did not know they were for eating."

smiles, 'I know, you said when you were younger.' He takes another swig before saying, 'I've never seen a Unicorn.'

blinks and then asks, "You mean, like...ever or a 'real' one?"

, 'The kind England sees.'

shakes his head. "I never licked a pole outside better to see if my tongue would get stuck."

raises an eyebrow... that's a nope. 'I've never.... ummm,' he smiles, 'worn a hockey jersey.'

drinks some more beer, appearing thoughtful. "I never...played the guitar."

drinks his beer, smiling. 'That was a good one.'

lightly smiles in return, pushing hair behinds his ears. "Thank you."

hasn't seen that habit in a while. His smile turns rather cheeky, 'And I never push my hair behind my ear.'

blushes, "Um, I never dated a Canadian."

drinks, laughing lately. 'I've never kissed an Australian.'

*lightly (( Off today in general ))

drinks, only to laugh after as well. "I never went diving."

drinks, 'I've never

done tried a lutz jump.'

*tried

drinks. "I never been to a gay bar."

drinks, 'I've never... been chatted up by a guy before.'

snorts before drinking. "I never been chatted up by a girl."

snorts back and doesn't drink. 'Who chatted up, bar me of course.'

does not drink, either. "Um. I never seen the Great Barrier Reef in real life."

*you up?

drinks, 'I really need to change that.' He grabs a second bottle, 'Never seen a bear in the wild before.'

takes a sip. "I never got a tattoo on my lower back."

takes a swig, 'I don't have one on my thigh.'

takes his last drink, the bottle now empty. "I never-- wait, no I did do that...um..." He breaks out into a brilliant blush. "I never...ate

a bug on purpose."

laughs at the blush before drinking. 'I don't do it all that often anymore.' He has a slight pout, 'Never had a beavertail.'

for a new bottle, continuing to blush.

hands him a bottle, hand brushing against Matthew's.

blushes harder at the contact, opening up the bottle and taking another drink. "I never cooked out during Christmas."

drinks, shuffling closer to Matthew, 'Never seen snow on Christmas.'

looks up at Will, blush lingering. "Never needed sun lotion on Christmas."

he takes a deep drink, finishing the bottle and putting it to the side. 'I've never given a strip tease before.'

, or attempts. He does not drink. "I never gotten a lap dance before."

.. gets another bottle to drink, 'Touche... Never given a lap dance before then.'

sips from his bottle. "I never went down on someone in a pool."

he's cheating with all the sips, puffing out his cheek after he takes a sip himself. 'Never thought of having sex with you in the shower..._

until now.'

laughs. "I don't think of having sex with myself."

does not mean that as his next 'I never' statement.

blinks, before realising his mistake. 'I never think of having sex with my partner in the shower.'

starts to blush again, taking a drink from his bottle. "I never think of having sex with my partner in the backseat of a car."

... takes a drink, a healthy flush on his own cheeks. 'Never think of having sex with my partner in the woods.'

does not drink. "Never think of having sex with my partner outside."

blinks, 'Really? But-but Canada is so outdoorsy.' He drinks, beaches are romantic, okay?

rather not get sand up his backside. He laughs again, "S-So? Oh, screw it, I don't care where we have sex." He gul

*gulps down a third of the bottle.

doesn't think of the logistics. He blushes, 'Really...?' He thinks Canada must be drunk, how cute~ 'Pervert~'

nods and nods. "You feel the same way, I know it."

moves close enough for a cuddle, 'Of course I do... but only 'cause it's you.'

nods against him, bottle being clutched to his chest. "I love you. I like the sex, though it's not important."

nods, rubbing his back. 'You're not the only one who does... do you prefer top or bottom?'

wiggles his nose, "Um...top."

disappointed by this answer. 'Ah, good to know.'

shrugs lightly, "I like both, really. It doesn't matter. Why do you ask, eh?"

shrugs too, 'Just curious Matthew.'

pulls away to drink from his bottle. "I've...only topped once and bottomed once, so, I don't know. What about you?"

says, 'I'm in the same boat mate... but I like topping too...'

's lip slips off the bottle top. "I'll bottom more if you can reduce me to a begging ball of sweat."

smirks rather confidently, 'I'm pretty sure I can do that.'

lightly laughs. "I'm sure you can, too."

nods and then nods again before slouching slightly into the make-shift seat they're in. Guessing their in his livingroom that would be his_

couch. 'I've never thought of another nation, bar my partner, sexually.'

does not drink. "You want me, I'm guessing?" he teases.

pretends to think about it, answering. 'Hmm, not sure. Maybe later.' He sticks out his tongue before taking a drink, just for the sake of_

taking a drink.

does the same with his bottle. "Good. We just had sex."

wasn't thinking on it. 'Good cover up Matthew.'

looks disgusted, turning away from him.

... pokes his side. 'What was that look for?'

wearily tries to whack at his hand. "Nothin'."

grins, hand settling on Matthew's thigh and giving a squeeze. 'You wanted me to want you, right?'

"I don't care."

rubs his thigh, 'Sorry Matt.'

brushes at his hand. "We already had sex, so I don't care."

stops, taking Matthew's hand in his. 'Then why are you in a mood?'

tries to pull his hand back, "I'm not."

lets go, 'You are.'

"I've been drinking."

pinches the bridge of his nose. 'I know.'