pretends he isn't desperate to know what it is, but he isn't fooling anyone.

(( Dammmmittt...now I forgot what I was going to get you. xD ))

won't tell him.

((You know it doesn't take much to please Greece if it's from you Give him a frog or something lol))

(( Pfffffffffff, I'll come up with something. xD ))

((Give him yourself, wrapped in a nice red bow ;D *shot*))

stand in front of him, no matter which way he turns, until he is told.

((Lol the wrapping wouldn't be on for long..))

((that's the point~ *doubleshot*__

(( Naked? xD ))

((just the bow~ gotta give him something to unwrap =u= ))

(( I know where the bow would go. ))

((now you get it =u= ))

((*grabby hands*))

tries to find a way around him but can't seem to escape. "Is that a cat?" He points in a random direction.

to look. 'Wher-Turkey!' he turns back after making sure there was indeed no cat.

had managed to slip by creepying away slowly...

goes to chase, then stops. It takes a lot of self control, but he forces himself to refuse chasing after him. Zeus, this is hard...

smiles at him. "I'll be right back with it."

nods, but squeezes his hands nervously.

comes back with something behind his back. "Took me a while to find this but I think you'll be able to appreciate it. Ready?"

nods, wondering if it's a rock. He tends to like those, although they are pretty easy to find... 'Ready, what is it?'

pulls out a very old looking book from behind his back. "It's The Twelve Labours of Hercules by Peisander." He explains as he offers it to

the Greek. "I thought it was appropriate." He chuckles lightly.

takes it silently. This was one, if not *the*, best books in existance to him. 'You got this for me?' He asks in a small, amazed tone.

nods. "Is your name Heracles Karpusi or am I mistaken?" He rolls his eyes.

" Of course it's for you."

looks up at him and a touched smile forms on his face. 'Thank you.' He says sincerely, and wraps his arms around him. 'I love it.' The

sentimental value was priceless.

wraps his arms around him and hugs him back. "I was hoping you would like it."

'Like it? I love it. Where did you manage to find it?' He tucks himself into Turkey's hold and carefully opens the book, gazing over the

pages.

sure Greece didn't need to hear such a long story...it was long...."You know...at a bookstore." This copy at a bookstore...rightt. "It's

beautiful though. I knew I had to get it when I saw it."

if that were true, he must have searched several hundred bookstores but he doesn't mention it. He still appreciates it though. 'It certainly

beautiful. I now wish I had something for you but...' He feels bad. He should have known he'd get something so great from him, why wasn't

he prepared?

pinches the Greeks nose. "Stupid, it's your birthday not mine. I don't need anything. Just enjoy it okay."

nods. Still... 'I am enjoying it very much. I'll treasure it forever.' He smiles and kisses his nose.

smiles. "Then that's present enough for me."

laughs. 'You're easily pleased. I'll make it up to you soon.' He smiles at a picture of a horse and can't wait to reread the book after

such a long time.

leans down chuckling. "You mean easily pleased for now...and you will be making it up to me." He winks before giving the Greek some space to

read.

pulls Turkey down to the ground and settles between his legs. He leans back into him and opens the book at the first page. 'You go to

sleep, I'll wake you up later.' He says with a kiss.

can't believe he's being used as a chair but leans back agains the wall so that he's more comfortable. "Are you reading out loud?"

smiles. 'I can if you'd like me to. Wouldn't I be disturbing you?'

wraps his arms loosely around Greece. "No, please do."

smiles and goes on to tell the tale of Hercules being driven mad by Goddess Hera. It was depressing but somehow fun to read.

listened attentively captivated by the story. He had always liked Greek mythology although he always found some of the stuff ridiculous. "So

this why your mother called you Heracles?"

tilts his head to the side. 'I like to think so. He went through so much and did what others conceived as impossible.' He smiles, 'Maybe she

wanted me to test that theory?'

hums. "And do you think you've tested that theory?"

's smile falters a little and his fingers roam over the pages. 'Sometimes I feel I have. Other times...well, not as much.'

can sense the others uncertainty. "You may not have done it the same ways as the myth but you've done a lot of exceptional things

that..." He plants a kiss to the back of the Greeks head. "Make you ten times better then the guy you were named after."

a tug at his throat and he shuffles into him further. 'Why are you so nice to me?' He asks with a smile. 'For someone I used to feel

intimidated of, you have the ability to say the most perfect things to make me feel strong again.'

chuckles lightly. "Well, I figured I was mean enough to you. One nice thing a month won't inflate your ego too much." He keeps firm hold a

around him. "But I also don't say this just to be nice either."

'I know.' He says quietly, but contently. 'You surprise me, though. I messed up a lot, and you still don't mind me hanging around.'

"You're not the only one who messed up." He admits. "I think we both fucked up in some way or form."

turns in his lap and presses a kiss on his lips. 'In some ways, that's a good thing. We have a history, and yet here we are.'

smiles at the kiss. "Yes, it also means we can probably take anything coming our way since we've nearly done everything mean imaginable to

each other. I'm pretty sure I wouldn't be surprised anymore."

laughs. 'You know, in human television programmes, people say that and then something terrible happens. Or they have a baby.' He sideglances

to him playfully. 'And you don't look pregnant.'

him a disgusted look. "Me pregnant! If anything you would be...but thank Allah that's not possible." He didn't even want to imagine a world

were men are able to give birth.

laughs loudly at his reaction. 'Don't be silly, and you'd make a great mum.' He prods the other nation's firm, toned stomach. 'I hope you

weren't going to suggest that *I* would be the pregnant one?'

scowls and slaps that prodding hand away. "I would not be the mother and yes I did suggest that!"

still being amused by his reaction. 'And why is that? I'm just as manly as you. I deserve to be the father.'

does not agree. "No you would be the moth-...why are we even having this conversation!?"

shrugs. 'Because it amuses me and you look cute when you're flustered?'

frowns. "Cute? I'm never cute."

rolls his eyes. 'Sure you aren't...I forgot.' His voice is full of sarcasm.

can hear the sarcasm clearly and pokes his forehead. "Don't forget."

winces. 'Not cute at all. Can't we just agree to disagree?'

shrugs. "Sure, why not."

offers his hand to shake. Any excuse to touch him.

stares at the hand before taking it and shaking it.

smirks and lies back against him again. 'Just saying...but you just shook hands on a topic about you're cuteness. Aren't you manly...'

frowns, fuck. "I am...okay." He almost pouts...almost.

kisses his almost-pout. 'I'm teasing you because I love you.' He says in order to get that frown off his pretty face.

's expression lightens once again as he slinks his arms around the Greek and places a kiss on the tip of his nose. "I guess I can forgive

you."

'You guess? Shame, you could have made me make it up to you. Missed opportunity.' He laughs gently, but he's enjoying the hold Turkey has

around him too much to be too teasing.

chuckles. "Who said I missed my oppurtunity. Maybe I have you exactly where I want you." He grins.

glances up at him and chuckles. 'Oh I see. Between your legs?' He rubs his hands up and down Turkey's thighs.

laughs. "Yes, between my legs and now you can't escape."

squeezes him slowly. 'Who says I want to escape? Maybe I'm a willing trapee?'

glances down at the hands on his thighs amused. "Oh? Well then I should count myself lucky in that case."

nods. 'Unless you want a struggle.' He bends back and gently bites Turkey's bottom lip.

grins as he grabs the Greeks chin to keep him in place as he kisses him. "Hmmm, but I'm quite enjoying this."

glows and pushes himself further back to deepen the kiss. 'Good, so we don't need to stop anytime soon,' He loved the taste of him, it was

like nectar to him.

let's his hand run down the Greeks chest. "No, definitely not." He murmurs against Greece's lips.

moans slowly, taking in a deep breath as he enjoys his touch. He chuckles lightly. 'We're so dedicated, aren't we?'

chuckles. "Are we?" He sneaks his hand under the Greeks shirt letting his hand roam over Greece's tight stomach.

amazingly light-headed and he smiles into him. His hands have dipped between his thighs and his thumbs were massaging closer and closer to

his crotch. 'Of course. Dedicated to each other. Just look at us now.'

inhales as he tries to squeeze his thighs together. "This seems to happen often I noticed." He laughs as he pushes the shirt up completely

and runs both his thumbs over their respective nipple.

tenses and arches his back. Zeus, those thumbs... 'I don't hear...either of us complaining.' He says, making sure to push his hips back.

smirks. "There's nothing to complain about." He says as he pushes his thumbs tight against the nipples before rotating them. He lets his

lips run down the side of the Greeks face planting kisses the further down he gets. He stops at the neck letting his tongue run over the

taught skin before gently biting down and then sucking on it lightly.

cries out a little at the sensual torture he was receiving. His fingers dig into his legs and automatically begins rhythmic movements

backwards, as if they were naked already. 'We like...to tease. Some would...complain about that. Not...me.'

gasps at the movement Greece was making against him as he stops playing with the Greek's nipples and grabs his waist pulling him back into

him roughly as he can't help but buck his hips forward catching onto the rythym. "They don't understand..." He pants against Greece's

ear. "I just want to make you mine right now." He growls as he keeps thrusting against the others clothed form.

'I-I'm always yours...' He starts, 'But I love it when you prove it.' He reaches between them and hastily undoes Turkey's trousers so he can

reach in and excite him more. Part of him would still say he could never be dominated but his on-fire body was telling a different story. He

would never resist a Turkish *invasion*.

freezes at the feel of the Greeks hands on him. He moans as he pushes himself more into the invading hand. While Greece is working on him he

quick to do the same for the Greek as he pushes the now unbuttoned and unzipped trousers down.

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