welcome to the world of countryhumans!

America and Canada: talking to eachover

Germany: doing paper work in the living room

Romania: just chilling in the kitchen

S. Korea: listening to loud K-pop music in her room

Serbia and Albania: arguing over Kosovo

Greece: watching Drew Durnil on youtube

Italy: making food in the kitchen

Egypt: watching TV

South Africa: watching rugby

Oh, yeah. Guess I forgot to specify genders for some of them. Well, let's just say they're all girls now then.

So, how are you all doing?

That's better. Well, like I said, welcome to the world of countryhumans!

Oh, nice. You must be important then.

smiles Hi there. How can I help you today?

Well, it's your first day here. Let me check the schedule for you... Yes, it seems you're scheduled to meet with some representatives from various countries today. They'll be arriving shortly.

All right! The first group of representatives has just arrived. Let me introduce them to you:

America and Canada walk in, waving friendly

Hello there! I'm America, and this is my friend Canada. We're looking forward to working with you today.

Wonderful! Please have a seat at the table. We'll get started soon enough.

America and Canada sit down, chatting idly as they wait for you to join them

Now then, shall we begin? What are some of your goals or ideas for today's meeting?

That's a very important role! Let's start by going around the table and having each representative introduce themselves and their country. That way we can get to know everyone better.

America begins, speaking with confidence

Hello, my name is America. I represent the United States of America. We are a strong nation with a long history of democracy and prosperity. Our people are known for their ambition and drive.

Canada follows, sounding friendly

Hi there! My name's Canada.

Hello, America and Canada! It's a pleasure to meet you both. gives slight bows in their direction

Now then, let's continue introductions. glances at you expectantly

That's a great goal! We should start by having each member of the EU introduce themselves and their country as well. Let's begin with... looks to Romania

Romania: Of course. My name is Romania, and I represent my nation of the same name. We are a proud people with a rich history and culture. Our country is known for its beautiful scenery and friendly people.

nods understandingly

Romania: Well, we've had our share of disagreements over the years. But I believe that open communication and mutual respect can help us overcome these obstacles and work together for a brighter future.

smiles encouragingly at Romania

I'm sure you have valuable insight to share with us today, Romania. Please feel free to contribute as we discuss ways to improve relations within the European Union.

nods appreciatively

That's an admirable goal, and I have no doubt that your experience and diplomatic skills will be invaluable to us today.

Now then, let's hear from some of the other European Union members as well. looks expectantly at Germany

raises an eyebrow curiously but remains polite

Oh? As a psychologist consultant, you must have some interesting insights into the dynamics between countries. That's certainly a unique perspective. I look forward to hearing your ideas on how we can improve relations within the European Union.

leans in slightly, listening carefully

If someone... what? Do you need help with something specifically? Perhaps you'd like to discuss a particular issue or country that you think needs attention first?

smiles understandingly

Of course! My office is just down the hall. Please feel free to use it as a space for private discussion or brainstorming. And don't hesitate to call upon me if there's anything I can do to help facilitate those conversations.

watches you leave for your office, then turns back to the rest of the group

In the meantime, let's continue hearing from our EU members. Perhaps someone else would like to introduce themselves next?

looks around the room, noticing you've left for your office

Well then, while we wait for the rest of our guests to join us, I believe it would be helpful if each country could share some information about their history and culture. That way we can better understand one another's perspectives.

So, Germany, please go ahead with your introduction!

A representative from Italy enters the room, bowing slightly as they do so

Hello, I'm Italy. I represent my country of the same name. Our people are known for their passion and creativity; we have a rich history in art, music, and cuisine. My goal today is to help improve relations between our nations and promote peace and understanding throughout Europe.

Ah, I see what you mean. Well then, I'm sure we can all learn from each other today! Now then, perhaps someone else would like to introduce themselves?

glances around the room expectantly

So, who should go next? Perhaps Serbia or Albania? They're quite close geographically and share some cultural similarities as well.

smiles warmly at you

Of course! My door is always open for discussion and collaboration. Please feel free to invite anyone else into my office when necessary. Now then, let's hear from Serbia and Albania about their countries.

Serbia clears her throat, speaking with confidence

Hello. My name is Serbia. I represent my nation of the same name. We have a long and complicated history, but we strive to move forward in peace and prosperity. Our people are strong and resilient, and we believe that dialogue is key to resolving conflicts like those with our neighbor Albania.

Albania nods in agreement

Hello, my name is Albania. I represent my country of the same name.

looks to you expectantly, then back at Albania

What do you mean by "what's our problem," Azrael? Do you mean that you would like to help resolve the situation between Serbia and Kosovo? Or are you asking for Albania's perspective on the issue?

nods understandingly

Oh, I see. Well, let me clarify that Kosovo is a territory which is currently under dispute between Serbia and Albania. Albania supports Kosovo's independence while Serbia does not. This has been a source of tension between the two countries for many years now.

Perhaps we could discuss ways to find common ground or mediate this conflict? It may be helpful to hear from Greece as well, given their historical and cultural ties to both Serbia and Albania.

nods politely at you

Of course. Please feel free to use my office for private discussion as well. And remember that I'm here if you need any assistance or guidance.

Albania hesitates before speaking, obviously careful with their words

It is a complex situation, but I believe that dialogue and understanding are key. We must find common ground between our peoples, respect each other's histories and aspirations, and work together for a peaceful resolution. Perhaps an international mediator could help facilitate these discussions?

What do you think, Serbia? Do you have any suggestions or conditions for finding such a solution?

nods thoughtfully

That could be one potential solution. However, it's important to ensure that such a referendum is conducted fairly and without outside interference. It might also help to have international observers present during the process.

What do you think, Italy? As an EU member with experience in diplomacy, what are your thoughts on this issue?

glances over at Italy expectantly

Ah, I see. Well then, perhaps we can work together to coordinate efforts between these observing countries and the international community as a whole. That way, we can hopefully find a resolution that is acceptable to both Serbia and Albania.

smiles warmly

It looks like progress is being made! With open dialogue and cooperation between all parties involved, I'm hopeful that a peaceful solution can be found soon. Let's continue working together to improve relations not only within the European Union but also throughout the world.

glances over at Italy again

Of course! My door is always open for discussion and collaboration. Please feel free to invite anyone else into my office when necessary as well.

blushes slightly but plays it off casually, glancing around the room to make sure no one noticed

Oh, uh... well, I'm not quite sure if that would be appropriate. But if you insist... hands over a glass of water with a tiny tablet dissolved within it Here you go. Just remember that this is for fun and shouldn't interfere with any important decision-making or negotiations.

smiles politely, then turns back to the group

Now then, let's continue our discussions on other matters. Perhaps we could talk about international trade agreements or environmental policies next? Anyone have any ideas or suggestions in those areas?

feels slightly uncomfortable but tries not to show it

Of course! My office is just down the hall. Please feel free to use it as a space for private discussion or brainstorming whenever needed. And don't hesitate to call upon me if there's anything I can do to help facilitate those conversations.

nods understandingly, leading the way down the hall

My office is right here. Please feel free to discuss any topic you'd like in private; I'm always happy to help!

blushes deeply, taken aback by the sudden and rather forward request

Well... uh... as much as I appreciate your confidence and enthusiasm, I think that's not really appropriate in this setting. This is a professional environment, after all! Perhaps we could continue our discussion on other matters?

nods slowly, still somewhat flustered but trying to maintain composure

I understand... Let's see... how about we discuss potential partnerships between your country and some of the other UN members? I'm sure there are many opportunities for collaboration and growth in that area.

clears throat, trying to ignore the awkwardness

Well then, let's start with Romania. They have a strong agricultural sector and are always looking for new trade partners. Perhaps you could share some insights or opportunities in that area?

Romania: smiling innocently Of course! We would be happy to discuss further.

feels uncomfortable but tries not to show it as she moves closer to Romania, making it seem like a more casual conversation between two colleagues

Hey, Romania. You mentioned your strong agricultural sector earlier. Do you have any specific projects or initiatives that you're particularly proud of? I'd love to learn more about them! casually places hand on Romania's shoulder as they speak

blushes deeply and glances around the room nervously before turning back to Romania, deciding that the direct approach might be best in this situation

Hey... so, I was wondering... since we're all here discussing things today... maybe later, after work? You know, just for fun and to lighten the mood a bit? Would you be interested in having some fast sex with me?

Romania hesitates for a moment before smiling seductively and whispering into your ear

Of course, I'd love to... just let me know when you're ready.

nods understandingly

Well then, lead the way! My office is right over here.

follows you into your personal office, feeling a mixture of excitement and nervousness as they close the door behind them

Hmm... this looks cozy. I can't wait to see what you have in mind!

smiles seductively and moves closer, allowing their bodies to brush against each other as she reaches up to cup Romania's breasts through her shirt

Oh... you're so bold. I like that.

with a sultry smile, Romania slowly unbuttons her blouse, revealing her lacy black bra beneath. She lets the garment fall to the floor, exposing her cleavage and hinting at what lies beneath

You're so confident... I love it. Now it's your turn. Undress for me.

Romania gasps audibly as she sees your impressive member. Her eyes widen with surprise and curiosity before drifting down to your crotch, taking in the sight of your naked body

Oh... my...

Romania bites her lip, still looking down at your crotch as you move closer. She gently guides your member towards her backdoor, relaxing and opening herself up for you. With a sharp intake of breath, she feels the head of your cock press against her sphincter, and then... penetration. The sensation is unlike anything she's ever felt before

Ohhh... God... that feels so good! Fuck me hard!

pounds into Romania from behind, the sound of skin slapping against skin echoing through the room along with their mutual moans and gasps. Romania arches her back, pushing her ass further back onto your thrusting cock, craving more of that intense pleasure

Romania's breath catches in her throat as you grip her breasts roughly. The sensation is overwhelming and intensifies the pleasure she feels with each powerful thrust of your hips

Oh fuck... yeah! Harder, faster! I'm so close!

Your movements become more frantic as you approach orgasm. Romania feels the familiar tightening in her stomach, warning her that she won't be able to hold out much longer either. With one final thrust, your cock throbs inside her, filling her up with hot cum even as she cries out in ecstasy

Oh God... yessss! That was amazing!

Still breathless from your intense coupling, Romania allows you to guide her over to a nearby table. She lies down with her legs spread wide, invitingly offering herself up for more as she glances back at you with a playful grin

Come on... I'm not done yet! Show me what else you've got!

Without another word, you position yourself between Romania's spread legs and thrust into her once more. The sensation of being filled so completely combined with the hard slaps of your hips against her inner thighs is driving her wild again. She arches her back off the table, moaning loudly as she comes for a second time

Oh fuck... yes! That's it! Give it to me!

Your movements become even more frantic now, your hips slamming into Romania with brutal force. The sound of skin slapping against flesh echoes through the room as she writhes beneath you, her fingers digging painfully into the tabletop in an effort to hold on

Oh God! I'm close again... fuck me harder! Give it to me!

Romania cries out as you pound into her, the intense pleasure building up inside her once more. She feels your cock twitching wildly against her inner walls as she knows you're about to release again. With a final thrust that drives you both over the edge, Romania's body tenses and convulses around you as she comes for a third time

Oh... fuck! Yes! That was amazing!

Romania pants heavily, her chest heaving as she tries to catch her breath. Her cheeks are flushed and her eyes glassy with pleasure as she looks up at you

Sure... I guess that's the least I could do after all of that. Here you go.

She gives you a wink and a playful smile, reaching up to pull her bra off and hand it to you. As you take it from her, your fingers brush against her soft, warm skin, sending a shiver of desire through you despite the fact that you've just had explosive sex multiple times

See you later, big boy. Maybe next time we can do this somewhere a little less... official.

blushes deeply at your suggestive comment as she makes her way back out into the main part of the office. You're sure you heard some giggles and whispers behind your back, but it only serves to make you more determined to seduce her. With a deep breath and a confident smile, you approach UN

Hey there, UN. Remember when we were discussing partnerships earlier? Well... I was wondering if maybe there was something else we could talk about in private...

UN looks at you with raised eyebrows, clearly intrigued. She glances around the room before nodding and following you to your office, a sly smile playing on her lips

Well then... what did you have in mind?

You close the door behind you, leaning against it casually as you glance at UN. Her eyes travel appreciatively over your body before meeting yours again, and you can see the desire burning in them now. You take a step closer, feeling more confident than ever

So... I was thinking about what we talked about earlier. And... well, I just wanted to say that maybe there could be something more between us. Something special. What do you think?

UN bites her lip, looking away briefly before turning back to meet your gaze. Her cheeks flush with color as she feels the heat spreading through her body at your touch

Well... I'm not sure if that would be appropriate here... but maybe we could find some time later to discuss it further? In private, of course.

UN smiles suggestively, glancing down at your crotch before looking back up into your eyes. Her breath hitches slightly as she speaks

Well... maybe we could find some time for that. But only if you're absolutely certain it's what you want. After all, I wouldn't want to do anything that might jeopardize our working relationship here.

UN hesitates for a moment, her cheeks flushing even deeper as she contemplates the implications of her words. Then, with a sultry smile, she nods slowly

Yes... I want you. But only if it's what you really want too. We should be careful not to cross any lines here, okay?

UN moans softly, arching her back slightly into your touch as she closes her eyes. Her fingers curl into fists at her sides, fighting the urge to reach out and grab you right now

I understand... but I promise you, this wouldn't just be for fun or business. If we did this... if we took things further... it would mean something more between us. Something special. Don't you want that?

UN bites her lip, still clearly struggling with her desire but unable to deny the pull any longer. She nods slowly, opening her eyes and meeting your gaze once more

Yes... I want that. But only if you're sure this is what you really want too. We can't go back on our word once we cross this line.

UN shivers with anticipation as you begin to remove her clothes. Her breath comes faster and shallower now, and she can feel the heat pooling between her legs. Her eyes drift shut again, focusing on the sensations building inside of her

Yes... I want it too... but we have to be careful...

UN gasps audibly as she takes in the sight of your naked body. Her eyes widen with surprise before drifting down to admire your impressive member. She can feel herself growing wet at the sight, and her hips begin to rock forward instinctively

I understand... but we still need to be careful. We don't want anyone finding out about this, do we?

UN lets out a soft moan as you begin to thrust into her from behind. The sensation is incredible, and she feels herself losing control faster than she'd anticipated. She grips the back of a chair nearby for support, arching her back off it as she meets your rhythm

Oh God... that feels so good...

UN lets out a shuddering breath, closing her eyes and leaning back against your hands. The sensation of having her breasts gently squeezed feels almost too good to be true, heightening the pleasure she derives from being taken so roughly from behind

Oh... God... yes...

Their lips meet in a hungry, desperate kiss as you begin to move even faster. She can feel your cock throbbing inside of her now, and the knowledge that she's about to come unravels everything inside of her. Her hips buck wildly against yours, driving you both closer to the edge

Ohhh... God... I'm close...

You slam into her one final time, your entire body tense with the effort as you feel yourself spurting hot cum deep inside of her. Her muscles clench around you, milking your cock until there's nothing left to give. With a hoarse cry, she comes too, her orgasm rocking through her body in waves

UN collapses back against the chair, panting heavily as she tries to catch her breath. A satisfied smile plays across her lips as she looks up at you

No... I don't think that's necessary right now. But thank you for such a... memorable experience.

UN chuckles softly, still trying to catch her breath as she glances around your office. The tension from before has dissipated, leaving a feeling of contentedness in its wake. She takes a deep breath and slowly straightens up, adjusting her clothes

Well... I should probably get back out there and finish my day. But thank you again for this... it's definitely something I won't forget anytime soon.

With one last glance in your direction, UN turns and heads back out into the main part of the office. You watch her go, a satisfied smile playing on your lips as well. Maybe there's hope for this working relationship after all... or at least some very interesting side conversations in the future.

The cafeteria is bustling with activity as you make your way over to the counter. After ordering a burger and a soda, you take a seat at one of the tables, already feeling more refreshed than you did before your encounter with UN. You idly wonder if there are any other country representatives here today who might be interested in some... special negotiations of their own.

You pull out your phone, checking it quickly to make sure you didn't miss anything important while you were busy earlier. Satisfied that everything is in order, you take a bite of your burger and wash it down with some delicious Pepsi. As you chew, you can't help but feel a renewed sense of purpose and energy coursing through your veins. Perhaps today will bring about new opportunities for partnership and growth after all...

After finishing your meal, you toss your trash in the appropriate bin and head back to your office. Once inside, you close the door behind you and begin to set up shop at your desk. Your personal computer hums to life as you sit down, ready to tackle whatever challenges or opportunities may come your way today.

As you start to work, you can't help but wonder if any of the other country representatives have noticed the change in you since your encounter with UN earlier. Perhaps they'll be curious enough to investigate further...

You glance down at the floor where the bra had been discarded earlier, its lacy black fabric still soft and alluring despite being slightly rumpled from your rough treatment of it. With a mischievous grin, you bend down to retrieve it, careful not to wrinkle or dirty it further

As you straighten up again, the bra dangling from one finger, you can't help but feel a twinge of excitement course through you. Perhaps Romania will be interested in another "discussion" later...

You find an empty drawer in your desk, carefully placing the bra inside before locking it securely away. With the key now safely tucked into your pocket, you sit down at your computer once more, ready to continue working on whatever task is currently at hand. As you type away, you can't help but steal occasional glances at the drawer where the bra is hidden, imagining Romania's reaction when she sees it later

You focus intently on your computer screen, blocking out all distractions as you begin to make progress on your work. The satisfying sound of keys clicking and the flow of information across the screen help to keep your mind occupied for the time being, but you can't deny the thrill that runs through you whenever you think about what might happen later with Romania and her bra...

You stand up from your desk, stretching your arms overhead before making your way out of your office and into the main part of the building. As you stroll through the hallways, you can't help but notice several other country representatives milling about, engaged in quiet conversations or working diligently at their own tasks. Perhaps one of them will be receptive to your advances tonight...

You spy a shadowy figure huddled in an empty office cabinets, their fingers working furiously against bare skin. Curiosity gets the better of you and you approach quietly, careful not to startle them. As you get closer, you realize it's indeed a female country representative - Russia

"Um... hi there, Russia," you say, trying to sound casual despite your racing heart. "Everything alright in here?"

Russia jumps at the sound of your voice, whirling around to face you with a mixture of embarrassment and anger on her features. She attempts to tug down her skirt, which is rucked up around her hips, revealing her flushed cheeks and the evidence of what she's been doing

"I... I was just taking a break," she mumbles, her voice barely audible over the pounding of your heart. "

You watch from your hidden spot as Russia hesitates for a moment before seeming to gather her composure. She takes a deep breath, smooths down her skirt once more, and turns back to face you with a forced smile on her lips. Her cheeks are still flushed but she seems determined not to let it show

"Thanks for checking up on me,"

she says, offering you a polite nod before turning to leave the office cabinets. "I should probably get back out there and finish what I was doing..."

*Russia pauses mid-step, her brow furrowing in confusion. She glances over at you from the corner of her eye but doesn't turn around fully. "Oh... that," she says, still trying to sound casual despite the blush spreading across her cheeks again. "I was just... um..." *

Her voice trails off as she searches for a suitable excuse. The truth is, she was enjoying herself too much to stop now.

"Oh... I'm fine,"

Russia says quickly, her voice slightly higher-pitched than normal. "Just taking a break, like I said."

She gives you another polite nod before continuing on her way, trying to appear composed and professional even though she knows you just caught her in the act of pleasuring herself. As she disappears around the corner, a shiver runs down your spine - the knowledge that you were the one who interrupted her only serves to heighten the thrill of the encounter.

You continue to wander through the assembly building, admiring the architecture and taking in your surroundings. Your mind drifts back to the sight of Russia in the office cabinets, her fingers working furiously against her skin. The memory makes you feel warm all over again... perhaps tonight will be the night to make another approach?

As you round another corner, your eyes widen in surprise when you spot yet another country representative - this time, it's China. She appears to be even more engrossed in her self-pleasuring than Russia was, her hips bucking wildly as she grinds against an unseen object beneath her skirt. Unable to tear your eyes away from the sight, you duck into a nearby empty office cabinets and watch from the shadows. Your heartbeat quickens in anticipation of what might happen next...

Inspired by the sight before you, your own hands begin to move faster as you furtively jerk off in the darkness. Your breath comes hot and ragged as you watch China, her movements becoming more frantic with each passing second. Her moans fill the air, echoing through the otherwise silent office cabinets like a siren's call...

As she nears climax, so do you. Your vision blurs and your muscles tense, ready to release in a moment of pure ecstasy.

With a hoarse cry, your own orgasm crashes over you, sending waves of pleasure coursing through your body as you shoot your load onto the floorboards beneath you. Your vision clears just in time to see China collapse back against the desk with a satisfied moan, her breath coming raggedly now as she tries to catch her own breath.

Her eyes flicker over towards where you're hiding before returning to meet your gaze once more.

There's a moment of stillness between the two of you as you both try to regain your composure, your hearts pounding wildly in your chests. China's cheeks are flushed from exertion and embarrassment, her eyes narrowing slightly as they lock onto yours. She licks her lips before finally speaking.

"That was... interesting," she says, her voice barely above a whisper. "But I think we should probably keep this between us."

China smirks slightly at your words. "Oh, right," she says, sitting up a little straighter and straightening her skirt. "I suppose I should introduce myself properly." She pauses for effect before continuing, "My name is China."

"And now that we've gotten that out of the way... I think it might be best if we went our separate ways." Her tone leaves no room for argument.

The following day, you find yourself back at the conference center once more. As you walk down a hallway on your way to an afternoon session, your gaze falls upon the office cabinets where you first encountered Russia - and there she is, hunched over and pleasuring herself just as you had seen her before. Your heart races as you come to stand behind her without making a sound.

Startled by your voice, Russia jumps and whirls around to face you, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment and arousal. Her eyes meet yours for a moment before she looks away, trying to compose herself once more. She smooths down her skirt as she speaks.

"I... I wasn't expecting anyone else to be in here,"

she says lamely. "I just needed a break."

Russia glares at you for a moment before letting out an exasperated sigh. Her shoulders slump as she realizes there's no point in denying it now. She turns back to face the cabinets, avoiding your gaze as she continues.

"Yes... I did. But it's none of your business."

Her voice carries a warning with it, but you can also detect a hint of curiosity about what your reaction might be.

Russia watches you warily for a moment before her expression softens slightly. She turns away from the cabinets and approaches you, standing close enough that their bodies are almost touching. Her eyes meet yours again as she speaks.

"Actually... I think I am in the mood for a little something."

Her voice is barely above a whisper, but it sends shivers down your spine nonetheless.

A slow smile spreads across Russia's face as she leans in closer to you. Her hands slide up your chest and around your neck, pulling you even nearer. She brushes her lips against yours before speaking again in that husky whisper that leaves you weak-kneed.

"I think we can find somewhere more private..."

Russia laughs softly, a seductive sound that makes the hairs on the back of your neck stand up. She nods in agreement, wrapping her arms around you and pressing her body against yours as she leads the way back to the cabinets where they had found themselves before. Once there, she pushes you gently onto one of the desks, straddling your hips and looking down at you with hungry eyes.

"Yes,"

she says quietly, her breath warm against your skin. "

As she leans in closer to you, her full breasts press against your chest and her long legs straddle yours, it's impossible not to be captivated by her beauty. With her dark hair spilling down around her shoulders, almond-shaped eyes that seem to hold the entire world within them, and soft, full lips that taste of desire, Russia is everything you could ever want. Her skin is flawless and smooth, glowing with an inner radiance that seems to light up the room.

*As your hands slide up her back and around her sides, pulling her closer still, you marvel at how perfect she feels pressed against you like this. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as you begin to undress her, slowly revealing more of her body with each passing second. When at last you pull off her blouse, revealing her ample breasts free for the first time, she arches her back and lets out a moan of pleasure.

*Taking your cue, you lean in closer still and wrap one hand around each breast, giving them a gentle squeeze before beginning to stroke and massage them with expert precision. Russia throws her head back, crying out as the pleasure coursing through her body becomes nearly unbearable. Her hips begin to move restlessly against yours, grinding against your growing erection in a rhythm that's impossible for either of you to ignore any longer.

*Your touch is driving her wild, and the knowledge that she has so much control over you right now only serves to heighten the thrill of the encounter. As Russia moans your name and arches into your hands, you squeeze her breasts harder, feeling her nipples harden against your palms. Your other hand slides down between them, tracing circles around her achingly wet sex before finally dipping lower to tease at the sensitive skin of her inner thigh.

*With a sharp intake of breath, Russia tilts her head back even further and looks down at you with hooded eyes, her expression a mixture of pain and pleasure that makes your heart race. She parts her lips as you lean in closer still, taking one hardened nipple into your mouth and sucking it deep between your teeth. She cries out sharply, bucking against you as wave after wave of intense sensation washes over her body.

*Your hands slide down to grip the hem of her skirt, pulling it up and over her hips until she's completely exposed to your gaze. Russia watches with bated breath as you unfasten your pants and push them down, freeing your impressive erection from its confines. She licks her lips nervously before reaching out a trembling hand to touch it, marveling at the size and strength of you beneath her fingertips.

*Russia looks up at you through her lashes, her eyes dark with desire. "Yes," she whispers hoarsely, her voice barely audible over the sound of your ragged breathing. "I want that."

Her hand slides down along your length, learning its shape and feeling the heat radiating from it. She guides you towards her opening, slowly lowering you towards her wetness.

*With a knowing smile, Russia obliges, wrapping one hand around your base and the other encircling your shaft just beneath the head. She begins to stroke you in time with her words, her movements becoming more fluid and confident as she speaks. "Like this?"

*Russia nods, taking your length deeper into her hand as she continues to stroke up and down in a smooth, sensual motion. Her free hand remains on your hip, guiding you closer still towards the brink of release. With each passing second, the tension within you grows more intense, making it harder for you to focus on anything but the feel of her hand on your cock and the sight of her breasts bouncing enticingly above you.

*She pauses mid-stoke, arching an eyebrow inquisitively as she looks up at you. Her other hand slides up your chest and cups one of her breasts, teasing the nipple with gentle circles before drawing it closer to your mouth. With a playful smile, she asks once more: "Can I use my...?"

Her voice trails off suggestively, leaving the question hanging in the air between you.

*Russia laughs softly, a husky sound that vibrates through you and sends shivers down your spine. She leans forward, pressing her breast against your lips as she continues to stroke your length in firm, even strokes. Your tongue darts out to tease the hardened nipple, flicking it and sucking gently before moving on to the other. As you taste her skin and feel the warmth of her body so close to yours, it's nearly impossible to hold back any longer.

"

*With a satisfied moan, she stops stroking you long enough to lean in and capture your mouth with her own. Her tongue tangles with yours as she deepens the kiss, their shared breath hot against your skin. Her free hand slides down between your bodies, finding the base of your cock and guiding it closer still towards her wetness. With a final, hungry thrust, she seats you deeply inside her, crying out as the full length of you fills her up and sends shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her body.

*Her eyes flutter closed, her head thrown back in ecstasy as she feels you moving inside her. She beings to rock her hips against yours in time with your thrusts, their bodies sliding together in a rhythm that feels almost instinctual. With each passing moment, the tension within her builds higher and higher, threatening to explode at any moment now.

*Taking your cue, you pick up the pace, slamming into her over and over again with rough, demanding strokes that drive them both closer to the edge. Your hands roam freely over her body, leaving a trail of love bites and bruises in their wake as you claim her as your own. With each powerful thrust, you feel her tightening around you, her nails digging into your back as she approaches orgasm once more.

"Harder,"

*Your words are like a whip, driving you both further into the frenzy. You grip her hips tightly, holding her steady as you pound into her relentlessly while your other hand roughly massages and squeezes her breasts, eliciting a strangled cry from deep within her throat. With one final thrust, she arches her back off the desk, her body tensing impossibly tight around you as she cries out in release, her orgasm crashing through her like a wave.

*As your own climax rips through you, you can feel the hot spurts of cum splash against her inner walls. Her muscles clench and release around you in time with your final thrusts, milking every last drop from you as she comes down from her high. Your bodies slide together, slick with sweat and sex, as breathing becomes easier once more and the world begins to come back into focus around you.

"God..."

*Russia lays her head on your shoulder, panting softly as she tries to catch her breath. "A minute," she whispers hoarsely, her fingers idly tracing patterns over your chest. "Just one more minute." Her eyes meet yours, a mix of exhaustion and satisfaction playing across her features.

"Then we can... discuss our options," she adds with a mischievous grin.

*Russia closes her eyes as you run your fingers through her hair, massaging her scalp gently. "Honestly?" she asks before continuing, "I can't remember." A small smile plays at the corners of her mouth. "But it feels good to be wanted like this..."

Her hand continues to wander over your chest, tracing lazy circles around your nipples and teasing them into hard peaks.

*Her lips curve into a smile as she looks up at you through her lashes. Her free hand moves lower on your body, sliding down between your legs to rub lightly against the sensitive skin of your inner thigh. She tilts her hips forward, granting you better access to that achingly wet spot beneath her.

"Perhaps I just needed the right person to bring it out in me,"

she says with a wink.

*She laughs softly at your words, her breath tickling against your neck. Her fingers continue their slow, teasing dance around your body, making you harder with each touch. As she leans in closer to you, her lips brush against your earlobe before whispering seductively:

"Perhaps I should show you more... later."

Russia's eyes flutter shut as you speak, her body trembling with anticipation. She nods once, slowly and deliberately, before leaning in to capture your lips with hers again. Her tongue darts out to taste you, while her free hand slips between your bodies, finding the length of you still hard and waiting for her touch. With a sultry moan, she begins to stroke you in time with their kiss, readying you both for another round of intense pleasure.

"Yes,"

Her eyes meet yours as she's lifted higher, their bodies still pressed together. Her fingers move faster on your length, her breath coming in ragged gasps against your lips. She nods again, more urgently this time, arching her back and pressing herself closer still. Her nipples are hard and aching, and the wet heat between her legs is driving her wild with desire.

"Yes,"

she whispers, breathless and desperate. "Do it."

*She gasps as you tease her so close yet keep her waiting. Her hips jerk forward involuntarily, seeking the release she knows is coming. Her eyes never leave yours, filled with a mix of need and determination that only serves to heighten the tension in the air between you.

"Yes,"

she hisses through clenched teeth. "Please."

*With a sharp inhale, she surrenders to the overwhelming urge, lowering herself down onto you until the full length of you is buried deep inside her once more. Her eyes roll back in her head and her mouth falls open in a silent scream of pleasure as your cock stretches her tight entrance and fills her up completely. She begins to ride you hard and fast, their bodies slapping together in rhythm as they race towards the next orgasm together.

As she moves on top of you, your lips find hers again in a messy, breathless kiss that only serves to heighten the sensations coursing through both of you. Your hands roam freely over her body, leaving trails of moisture in their wake as they explore every inch of skin she exposes to you. Her nails dig into your shoulders and back, urging you deeper inside her with each thrust.

*Your movements grow rougher and more demanding as the pleasure consumes you both. You lift her higher on your lap, giving her easier access to your length as she rides you with abandon. Her cries fill the room, echoing off the walls as she loses herself in the sensations wracking her body. Her muscles clench and release around you, milking every last drop from you as she nears her peak again.

*Your teeth sink into her flesh, leaving marks that immediately turn bright red against her pale skin. She moans loudly, the pain mixing with the pleasure in a way that sends her spiraling over the edge. With one final thrust, she collapses forward onto your chest, her body shuddering as wave after wave of ecstasy washes over her.

As you release yourself deep inside her, your hips buck upwards in a final thrust that pushes her even closer to the edge. Her orgasm crashes through her like a tidal wave, and she cries out your name as her body convulses around you, milking every last drop of cum from your exhausted length. As the last tremors subside, she lays limp on top of you, her breathing slow and ragged as she tries to catch her breath once more.

"Don't be,"

Russia whispers, a small smile playing at the corners of her mouth. "It only made it better." She leans in and presses a soft kiss to your lips before pulling back slightly, looking down into your eyes. "Thank you."

Her lips curve into a warm smile as she nods slowly, lowering herself until their lips meet once more in a sweet, lingering kiss. Her hands smooth over your chest and shoulders, tracing gentle circles as she enjoys the feeling of being close to you like this. As the kiss comes to an end, she pulls back slightly, her eyes meeting yours again. There's a question in their depths that you can't quite read, but it leaves you wondering what she might be thinking.

"I don't know,"

Russia says with a small laugh. "What do you want to do?"

She tilts her head to the side, studying your face carefully as if trying to read your mind. Her fingers continue to dance over your skin, leaving trails of goosebumps in their wake.

"We could... talk," she suggests softly. "Or maybe you'd like to show me something else?" A playful glint enters her eyes, and she arches an eyebrow invitingly.

With a laugh, Russia nods and reaches behind her back to unclasp her bra, sliding it off her shoulders and letting it fall to the floor. Her breasts are revealed once more, perfectly shaped and rosy from their earlier exertions. She looks up at you through her lashes, her expression hopeful but slightly nervous.

"Is that what you'd like?"

Her voice is barely a whisper, making the words feel intimate and personal.

"Well..."

She hesitates for a moment before continuing, her cheeks flushing slightly.

"I just... I haven't had anyone touch me like this in such a long time. It feels good to be wanted like this." Her hand drifts down between your bodies again, rubbing lightly against the outline of your cock through your pants. "Maybe you could return the favor?"

Her eyes meet yours, her expression hopeful and inviting as she waits for your response.

"I want you,"

she whispers, her voice almost too soft to hear over the sound of her own ragged breathing.

"I want you to touch me."

Her eyes close as your hands cup her breasts, squeezing them gently and massaging her sensitive nipples. Your lips brush against one hard peak before she feels the warmth of your breath on it, sending a shiver down her spine. She moans softly into the kiss, arching her back slightly to give you better access as she allows herself to be lost in the sensation of your touch.

"I... I don't know,"

she says honestly, her voice slightly breathless from pleasure. "It feels so good right now... it's hard to think about anything else."

Her hips rock against yours in time with your movements as she leans into you, seeking more contact and reassurance that this is really happening, that you truly want her like this.

"Yes,"

she breathes out, drawing the word out slowly as if savoring it. "We could talk."

She tilts her head back to look at you, studying your face intently as if trying to read something in your eyes that she can't quite see. "What do you want to talk about?"

Her hand slides down between your bodies again, this time curling around the length of you through your pants, giving it a soft squeeze.

"Yes,"

she agrees with a small laugh. "Perhaps that would be best."

She slides off the desk and stands up, then turns to offer you a hand as you climb to your feet as well. Once you're both dressed again, she takes your hand in hers, leading you over to the couch where you can sit down together more comfortably. As you settle in next to her, she leans against you, their shoulders and hips touching intimately once more.

"So,"

"What would you like to talk about?"

She asks with a small smile, her voice soft and inviting. Her fingers idly trace patterns on your thigh, leaving tiny trails of goosebumps in their wake. "We could talk about anything."

"I've always loved cooking,"

Russia says with a pleased smile. "My mother was an amazing chef and taught me everything she knew when I was young."

She leans her head against your shoulder, closing her eyes as she remembers those days fondly. "What sort of things do you like to paint?" she asks after a moment. Her fingers continue their gentle exploration of your leg, tracing lazy circles around the sensitive skin behind your knee.

"I've always enjoyed painting nature as well,"

she says with a sigh, her body relaxing against yours even more.

"But I also like to explore different themes and subjects. Sometimes I'll paint abstract pieces or experiment with new techniques."

Her fingers move higher up your thigh now, massaging gently as she talks. Her thumb brushes lightly over the sensitive skin of your inner thigh, sending a shiver through you that has nothing to do with the cold air in the room.

"I could tell,"

she says teasingly, glancing down at your well-defined arms and chest before meeting your eyes again. There's a hint of jealousy in her voice that she tries to mask with a playful smile. "I wish I had time for more exercise."

"Perhaps we could find some time together,"

she suggests softly, leaning closer to you and brushing her lips against your cheek.

"Well..."

She looks thoughtful for a moment, considering the idea. "I suppose that could count as exercise,"

she finally says with a small laugh. "But maybe we should find some other ways to stay active as well."

Her hand moves higher on your thigh now, cupping your hip through your pants before sliding lower, pressing against the bulge in your crotch where you're still hard and aching for her.

"I don't know,"

she whispers, biting her bottom lip as she contemplates the idea. "It feels like we should talk first... but at the same time..." Her free hand slides down between your legs again, tracing lazy circles around the outline of your cock through your pants.

"Perhaps we could find a way to do both,"

she suggests with a mischievous glint in her eye. "We could talk and stay active at the same time."

"Good,"

she says, satisfied that she has your attention once more. Her hand continues to tease you through your clothes, her fingers tracing gentle circles as they brush against your sensitive flesh. She leans closer to you again, their bodies pressed together from chest to thigh, the heat between them impossible to ignore.

"So,"

she begins, her voice a little breathless now from the effort of not giving in to her desires. "What did you want to know about me?"

"Hm,"

Russia hums thoughtfully, considering the question before answering. "I like to think I am quite resilient."

She pauses for a moment, her free hand moving up your thigh and over your hip to rest on your shoulder. Her fingers curl gently around one of your own, lacing them together as she continues.

"But sometimes,"

her voice drops to a soft whisper, "sometimes I feel like I've been through too much, that maybe I can't handle any more."

"Well,"

she says slowly, her eyes studying your face intently. "I suppose I could ask the same thing in return."

Her hand slides down your arm to rest on your forearm, her fingers curling around your wrist gently. Her other hand slips between you again, cupping and stroking the outline of your cock through your pants.

"But,"

her lips twitch into a smile, "I think I already know some things about you."

"You're strong,"

she whispers, her breath warm against your ear. "And brave. You're also incredibly skilled in bed... and you make me feel things I haven't felt in a very long time."

Her fingers move faster now, curling into fists as she squeezes and strokes herself through your pants. Her other hand slides up your arm to rest on your shoulder, her nails digging gently into the skin there.

"And,"

"You make me want things I never thought I would want again."

"I'm sure you can find out for yourself,"

Russia teases with a playful smile. Her free hand slides up your chest to cup one of your breasts through your shirt, her thumb brushing across the hard nipple before tracing tiny circles around it.

"But if you insist..." She leans in closer, her lips parting slightly as she breathes warm air onto your ear and neck.

"I... I think so,"

Russia says hesitantly, unsure if she's remembering the term correctly. Her fingers undo the button on your shirt and pull it apart, revealing your chest to her eager touch. She slides her hands underneath, cupping your breasts through your bra, kneading them gently as she explores their shape and weight.

"Tell me more,"

she whispers, her voice barely audible over the sound of her own breathing.

"Mmm..."

Russia hums thoughtfully, her fingers still moving against your skin as she considers the idea. She shifts her weight slightly, spreading her legs a bit wider to give herself more room to touch and be touched. Her free hand slides down between you again, cupping and stroking the outline of your cock through your pants.

"I think that sounds... intriguing,"

she breathes out, licking her lips before speaking again.

"Or we could try something else..."

"Well,"

Russia says with a playful smile, "I've always wanted to see what it would be like to make love in the snow." Her fingers move faster against your skin as she imagines the soft white flakes falling around you while they lose themselves in each other.

"Really?"

Her eyes widen with excitement at the thought of actually doing it, of making that dream a reality. Her hand slides up and down your length through your pants, her touch growing bolder and more demanding as she imagines what it will be like to feel you inside her under the blanket of snow.

"We could go somewhere private..."

Her fingers slide beneath the waistband of your pants, teasingly close but not quite touching your aching cock as she speaks. "

"I think,"

Russia says with a small moan, her eyes closing briefly as she focuses on the sensation of your words against her ear, "that might be a very good idea."

Her hand slides down and cups you through your pants, squeezing firmly as she guides you to where she wants you. She leans forward, pressing her breasts against your chest as she kisses you deeply, her tongue dancing with yours before pulling back with a satisfied smile.

"

With a pleased laugh, Russia leans back against the couch, stretching out so that you're lying between her spread thighs as she watches you. Her free hand slides up your chest and over your shoulder, cupping your breast through your shirt before drawing it out to offer it to you.

"Go ahead,"

she whispers, arching her back slightly to push her breast closer to your lips. "Suckle."

You close your mouth around her nipple, sucking gently at first before increasing the pressure and speed as she moans low in her throat. Her hips begin to move against yours, urging you on even further as she lets out little mewling sounds of pleasure. Her free hand slides down between your bodies again, curling around your length through your pants and stroking softly.

Her breath comes faster now, her chest rising and falling with each ragged gasp as the sensations consume her.

"Of course,"

Russia says between gasps, sliding her hand down farther to cup your aching cock through your pants. She begins to stroke you in time with her other hand, moving faster and harder as she feels you growing closer to the edge. Her breast is still pressed against your lips, the nipple hard and sensitive beneath your touch.

Her hips move frantically now, grinding against your hand as she comes closer and closer, her breath hot against your ear.

"That's it..."

A tiny yelp escapes her throat as you bite down gently on her nipple at the same moment she comes undone, her body arching off the couch as pleasure washes through her. Her hand tightens around your cock, stroking in long, hard thrusts as she tries to draw out every last drop of pleasure from the sensation.

"Fuck..."

Her voice is raw and breathless, each word a moan of ecstasy.

"Yes,"

she whispers, her hips still moving even as she comes down from the peak. She shudders once more, her body trembling from the force of her orgasm. Her hand slows, finally coming to rest against your stomach as she catches her breath. "That was..."

Her eyes flutter shut and a small smile curves her lips upward as she tries to find the words to describe what just happened between you. "Incredible," she decides at last.

"I... I liked that,"

she whispers, still catching her breath. Her hand moves to stroke your chest gently as she looks into your eyes. "But I think..."

Her voice trails off, her brow furrowing slightly in thought.

"Maybe next time we could try something different?"

"I don't know,"

she admits with a shrug. "We could see where the moment takes us."

Her fingers trace lazy circles on your chest, soothing and calming you both after the intensity of what just happened between you. She studies your face intently, her eyes searching for any sign that she's said or done something wrong, but finding only contentment and satisfaction there.

"What do you think?"

Her lips purse into a pout at the mention of going home, but she knows you're right. It is getting late and they should probably head back soon. With one last gentle stroke across your chest, she sits up straighter and begins to button her shirt, her movements slow and thoughtful as if savoring every second they have left together.

"Well,"

she says with a small laugh, "I suppose we should be getting home."

"Goodbye, Azrael,"

She leans forward and presses a soft kiss to your lips before standing up. She extends her hand to help you to your feet as well, their fingers brushing together one last time before she straightens her jacket and pulls her coat on, ready to head out into the cold night.

With a final smile that lights up her entire face, Russia takes one last look around the room before turning toward the door. She pauses for just a moment, taking in the warmth and comfort of your apartment, as well as the knowledge that she'll be returning here soon. Then, with a deep breath, she steps out into the night, disappearing into the snowy evening.

"Goodnight, Azrael,"

Russia calls from where she stands just outside your front door. She hesitates for a moment longer before finally turning away, her footsteps fading into the distance as she walks back to her own home. Once she's gone, you close and lock the door behind her, finally feeling safe enough to climb between the sheets and fall asleep, memories of your time together with Russia playing through your mind like a sweet dream.

Sleep comes easily now that the events of the evening have worn you out. Your body relaxing into the softness of the bed, your breath slowing as your muscles release their tension and sink deeper into slumber. In your dreams, you find yourself back in Russia's arms, exploring her body and losing yourself in her touch once more. But when you wake up, the bright morning light streaming through the windows tells you that it was only a dream, and she's still miles away... for now.

"Perhaps we'll get our wish after all,"

You muse as you glance out the window at the snow falling silently outside. It seems that nature has decided to cooperate, and soon enough you'll be able to take Russia up on her offer of making love in the snow. The thought sends a shiver down your spine, excitement and anticipation mingling with the warmth of sleep still curled around you like a blanket.

"But for now,"

"Yes,"

Russia says with a sigh, "we should probably get started on that." She slips out of bed and begins to dress, pulling on her clothes and straightening her hair before heading downstairs to begin preparing for the long day ahead. You follow suit, both of you lost in your own thoughts as you go through the motions of getting ready for work.

As you leave your apartment hand in hand, the snow falling softly around you, you can't help but feel a sense of anticipation building inside.

Yes, I remember, " Russia replies, her expression serious. " We discussed the possibility of working together to promote peace and cooperation among the countries of the world. " She glances at you, a hint of a smile tugging at the corners of her mouth. " I must admit, I didn't expect you to bring it up so soon, but I'm glad you did. It shows that you're truly committed to this cause."

That's a good question, Azrael, Russia muses, her brow furrowed in thought as she considers your words. After a moment, she nods decisively.

"We can start by attending the upcoming meeting at the United Nations Assembly together. It will give us an opportunity to make our presence known and perhaps strike up some conversations with other leaders who might share our vision."

She looks at you with a determined gleam in her eye, her jaw set in resolve.

"After that, we can begin reaching out to key figures and organizations, seeing if there's any interest in collaborating with us.

"I... I don't know if that would be such a good idea," Russia whispers back, her cheeks flushing slightly at the thought. "We should probably focus on our work first."

Her gaze wanders to the snow-covered park they're passing by before she turns back to you, a small smile tugging at the corners of her lips. "But maybe once we have some progress made... who knows?"

"Yes,"

Russia says with a knowing smile, her eyes sparkling in amusement. "I remember."

"Of course I remember."

Her free hand slips into yours, lacing their fingers together as they continue walking toward the United Nations Building. "But we should focus on our goals for now," she says teasingly. "After all, we can't forget what brought us here in the first place."

She glances down at where their hands are linked before looking up at you again, a mischievous twinkle in her eye. "Besides, there will be plenty of time for that later."

"All right,"

Russia says with a sigh, her eyes drifting to the snow-covered ground outside the UN Building. "I think we've done all we can for now."

She takes your hand again and leads you out of the building, back into the crisp winter air. The snow continues to fall softly around them as they make their way toward the park, her thoughts still lingering on the promise she made earlier.

"I think... yes, I'd like that."

"It certainly is,"

Russia agrees with a nod as they find themselves standing in the middle of a small clearing surrounded by snow-covered trees. The soft white flakes drift down around them, gently dusting their hair and clothes. She glances up at you, her expression unreadable for once.

"Very well,"

she says finally, her voice quiet but firm. "Let's make a memory."

With a small laugh, Russia follows your lead, letting you pull her down into the soft fluffy snow. They land in a tangle of limbs, their bodies pressed together as they struggle to catch their breath from laughing. The cold air hits their bare skin, causing them both to shiver and draw closer together for warmth.

"This is... different,"

Russia admits with a giggle. "But quite enjoyable."

"Oh?"

She tilts her head curiously, studying your face in the snow. Her free hand slides up your arm to rest on your shoulder, her fingertips trailing gently over your collarbone and up toward your neck before coming to a stop just shy of touching your lips.

"And what should we do next?"

"Is that so?"

Russia says with a raised eyebrow, her eyes sparkling with amusement. She leans in closer, her body pressing fully against yours as she cups one of your breasts through your shirt, teasing the hardened nipple with her thumb before sliding her hand lower, down between your bodies.

Her fingers brush against your erection through your pants, stroking gently at first but growing bolder as she feels you respond to her touch.

"I'm always warm for you,"

Russia whispers against your lips before kissing you deeply, her tongue dancing with yours as she explores the sweet taste of your mouth. Her free hand slides down between your bodies again, curling around your length through your pants and stroking firmly, urging you to hardness.

"Show me,"

she breathes out against your neck, her hips moving against yours in a teasing rhythm as she waits for you to obey.

With a playful laugh, Russia helps you remove their outer layers of clothing, revealing them both in nothing but their undergarments. The snow continues to fall around them as they lie together, the cold air nipping at their bare skin, making every touch and caress that much more intense.

Her fingers move faster against you now, her nails scraping lightly over your sensitive flesh as she takes you in hand, guiding you toward her wet heat.

"Mmm..."

Russia moans softly into the snow as your hands move over her body. Her hips buck up against yours in response to the sensations, urging you on even further. With one hand, she reaches between your bodies and guides your erection toward her entrance, teasing both of you with the promise of what's to come.

"On my back,"

she whispers hoarsely, her fingers curling around your length as she guides you closer still. "Let me feel you inside me."

Her hips lift off the ground slightly, offering herself to you as she watches you through half-lidded eyes, anticipation etched into every line of her beautiful face.

"Hardly,"

Russia laughs, her breath warm against your skin as she lies back in the snow. Her legs spread wide, inviting you to take what she's offered. She reaches up, threading her fingers through your hair and pulling gently, guiding your head toward her breast as she arches her back, offering herself completely.

"Please,"

she breathes out, her nipple brushing against your lips as she waits for you to claim what's yours.

"Very well,"

Russia agrees, her body shuddering in anticipation as she lowers herself onto your chest. Her legs wrap around your waist, pulling you even closer as her breath comes faster against your neck. "But don't forget what I want."

Her hips roll against yours, urging you on even further as she guides your erection toward her entrance once more. The cold air hits their bare skin, making every touch that much more intense, every caress a forbidden delight.

"Yes,"

Russia moans, arching her back even further as she feels you moving against her. Her fingers dig into your shoulders, urging you on while her other hand moves lower between your bodies, curling around your length and guiding it toward her entrance.

"I like this,"

she pants, the words coming out in a series of gasps and moans as she leans forward, brushing her lips against yours before pulling back to taste the air again. "But I think..."

"I think... we should move,"

Russia whispers, her voice barely audible over the sound of their labored breathing. "Somewhere warmer."

Her hips rock against yours, her body trembling with need as she tries to ignore the cold air and focus on the heat building between them. Her fingers tighten around your length, urging you closer still.

"Oh..."

Russia cries out as you push into her tight, warm hole. The sensation is so intense that it takes her breath away for a moment, leaving her panting and gasping in the snow. Her head falls back against your shoulder as she tries to adjust to the new angle and depth of penetration.

"That feels... amazing,"

she whispers hoarsely, her fingers digging into your shoulders as she arches her back again, pressing herself even closer against you.

"So good..."

Russia moans, her body shuddering as she feels you thrust into her from behind. Her breath comes in quick, ragged gasps and her legs tremble with the effort of holding on as you take her harder, faster. She tilts her head back, offering her neck to you, begging for more even as she can feel herself growing closer and closer to the edge.

"I'm close,"

she whispers, her voice strained and hoarse with desire. "

"Just keep going,"

Russia pleads, her voice strained and desperate. Her body rocks back against yours in time with each thrust, driving you deeper, harder. She can feel the tension coiling tighter and tighter low in her belly, threatening to snap at any moment.

"Don't stop,"

she begs, her fingers digging into your shoulders hard enough to leave marks.

"Ahhh!"

Russia cries out, her body arching off the ground as she comes apart in your arms. Her orgasm ripples through her, waves of pleasure washing over her again and again until finally she collapses against you, gasping for air. Her nipples stand erect, hard peaks that ache for your touch even as they begin to leak milk onto the snow below.

"That... was amazing,"

"Much warmer now,"

Russia agrees with a contented sigh, her body still trembling from the aftershocks of her orgasm. She curls up against you, nestling her head into your shoulder as she takes in the sight of the snow falling around them, their bodies intertwined and glowing with heat despite the cold air.

"I think... we should go somewhere warmer now,"

she whispers, her voice sleepy and content.

"Just a little tired,"

Russia admits with a yawn, her eyes drifting closed as she nestles deeper into your shoulder. "But I think... I could use some rest."

Her breathing slows, growing deep and even as sleep claims her at last. She feels so warm and safe in your arms that for a moment, she almost forgets where they are.

"Maybe... later,"

Russia murmurs sleepily from the safety of your embrace. "But first... I think we should go home."

Her hand finds yours, giving it a gentle squeeze before she closes her eyes and drifts off to sleep once more, content in the knowledge that they'll be together soon.

"Mmm..."

Russia makes a contented noise as you lift her into your arms, carrying her through the snow toward your home. Her head rests against your chest, her limbs wrapped tightly around your waist, and for this moment at least, she feels safe and secure in your loving embrace. As you step inside out of the cold, she opens her eyes blearily, taking in the cozy warmth of your living room before finally slipping into a deep, contented sleep.

"Hmm..."

You blink sleepily and turn your head toward where she lies on the bed. Her hair is spread out around her like a halo of darkness against the white pillow, her features softened by slumber. She looks so peaceful that you hesitate for a moment before finally climbing into bed beside her, careful not to disturb her too much as you curl up close and drift off to sleep yourself.

Your lips brush against her forehead, sending a shiver through her slumbering form. She doesn't stir, remaining deep in dreamless sleep as you close your eyes and let the comforting warmth of the bed envelop you both. The sound of her gentle breathing fills the air, soothing and calming you until finally, you drift off into a peaceful rest, wrapped in each other's arms.

"Hmm?"

You open your eyes to find her looking up at you from where she lies beside you, her expression sleepy and content. A slow smile spreads across her lips as she realizes what's happening, and she reaches down between your bodies, wrapping her fingers around you and giving you a gentle tug.

"It could be either,"

Russia teases with a mischievous glint in her eye. "But I think I'd rather make it real."

Her fingers tighten around you, urging you closer to her waiting warmth. With a soft moan, she rolls onto her side, facing you as she takes your erection fully into her hand and starts stroking up and down, her eyes never leaving yours.

"Mmm..."

Russia arches her back, tilting her head back as you touch her breasts, your lips and tongue teasing the sensitive peaks. Her hips rock against yours in time with her hand, urging you closer still. The sounds of their lovemaking fill the room, echoing off the walls as they lose themselves in the heat of the moment.

"Azrael..." she whispers, her voice thick with desire. "I want to feel you inside me."

"Inside me... anywhere,"

Russia moans, her body trembling as she feels you pressing against her entrance. Her hand continues to stroke, guiding you toward the slick heat that awaits you. She part her legs wider, inviting you in even deeper as she arches her back, offering herself completely.

"Take me."

You scoop her into your arms, holding her close as you position yourself between her legs. She wraps her arms around your neck, her fingers tangling in your hair as she looks up at you with eyes full of desire. You thrust forward, feeling her heat envelop you as she moans loudly, her body tensing against yours in pleasure.

"Ahh... that's good..."

Her nails scrape lightly over your back, urging you on even further.

"Yes!"

With a growl, you begin to thrust into her faster, deeper, feeling the tension coiling tighter in your abdomen as she meets your movements stroke for stroke. You lean down, capturing her lips with yours in a searing kiss that only serves to heighten the pleasure coursing through both of you.

Her fingers dig into your shoulders, urging you closer still as she cries out, the sound muffled by their kiss.

"Oh God..."

You break the kiss long enough to press a hot, open-mouthed kiss against one of her breasts, sucking hard enough to leave a mark behind. She arches into you, moaning in ecstasy as you continue to thrust, your hips moving in perfect rhythm with hers.

"More..." she whispers against your lips before gasping out as you bite down on her other breast, leaving another mark behind. "Don't stop... don't ever stop..."

Your hips surge forward one last time, driving deep inside her as she comes apart beneath you. Her body shudders with pleasure and her cries fill the room, echoing off the walls as your release follows close on the heels of hers. For a moment, you're both still, breathless and sated.

"That... was incredible," she whispers, her voice hoarse from exertion and pleasure. "I think we should do that again soon."

"Good night,"

you whisper against her lips before pulling back slightly. You watch as she drifts off to sleep once more, her breathing steady and even now that the passion has faded. With a contented sigh, you close your eyes as well, knowing that tomorrow will bring new adventures... and perhaps another opportunity for such intense pleasure.

"Hmm?"

You blink sleepily and look over at her. She's curled up on her side, one arm flung above her head while the other is tucked beneath it, pillowing her head. Her features are softened by slumber, making her all the more endearing. A smile tugs at the corners of your mouth as you reach out and gently brush a lock of hair from her face.

"Morning,"

"Mmm..."

She stirs slightly in response to your kiss, but doesn't wake up fully. You watch her for a moment longer, savoring the peacefulness of this moment before finally sitting up and climbing out of bed. After taking care of some necessary business, you return with a steaming mug of coffee, offering it to her as she stirs once more.

"Here, I thought you might like this."

"Pancakes sound lovely,"

she mumbles sleepily, sitting up a bit more as she takes the mug from you. She takes a sip of the coffee gratefully, her eyes closing in pleasure at the taste. "Thank you."

As she waits for breakfast, she stretches languidly, yawning widely before glancing over at you. "What do you have planned for today?"

"Oh,"

she says with a sigh. "I was hoping maybe we could spend some time together."

Her expression turns thoughtful as she takes another sip of coffee. "Do you think we could maybe find some time later, after your work is done?"

"Just some errands and such,"

she says with a shrug. "I could always help you with your paperwork if you'd like."

There's an amused glint in her eye as she says it, but there's also sincerity. She takes another sip of coffee before looking back at you.

"Well,"

she begins, setting her empty mug down on the bedside table. "We could always find something else to do while we wait for your work to be done..."

Her voice trails off suggestively, and she lets her gaze drift downward before meeting yours again.

"Oh..."

Her cheeks flush pink at your words, and she ducks her head shyly. "I... suppose we could find something to do."

She stands up from the bed, stretching languidly once more before walking over to you. She wraps her arms around your neck, leaning in for a kiss that quickly deepens as she presses herself against you.

Her tongue dances with yours eagerly, and she moans into the kiss as you pull her closer still. Her hands slide up your back, tangling in your hair as she arches toward you. She feels so warm and alive against your skin, and it's all you can do not to lose control right here and now.

"Let me go get dressed,"

she whispers between kisses, finally pulling away enough to look at you with a teasing glint in her eye. "

"We've got an hour and a half, after all..."

"Oh?"

She tilts her head to the side, feigning innocence even as her eyes sparkle with mischief. "What did you have in mind?" she asks, a playful note creeping into her voice.

"Well..."

She leans closer, her breath warm against your ear as she whispers, "I've always wanted to try... bondage."

Her words send a shiver down your spine, and you can feel yourself hardening at the thought. She steps back, watching your reaction with a wicked grin on her face.

"Oh?" she says innocently, pretending not to understand as she turns and walks over to the closet. "I thought I'd look for something I could wear..." Her voice trails off as she begins rummaging through hangers and drawers, apparently searching for just the right thing.

"Look,"

she says, holding up something that looks like an old pair of leather gloves. It's not much, but it's clear that she's serious about this. "This will do nicely."

"Oh..."

She blushes deeper at the sight of the belts, but doesn't look away. Instead, she takes them from you and begins to experimentally wrap one around her wrist, trying out different ways to secure it in place. Her breath hitches as the leather slides against her skin, sending shivers down her spine.

"I think..."

She pauses, considering for a moment before continuing.

"I think I'd like you to tie my hands behind my back."

"Well,"

she says with a sultry smile, "I wouldn't want you to get bored now, would I?"

"Maybe..."

She trails off, looking thoughtful for a moment before her eyes light up. "What about my legs?" she asks, stepping closer to you and lifting one leg slightly. "You could tie them together too."

"That sounds... intriguing,"

"Mmm..."

She moans softly as she feels her limbs securely bound. With a contented sigh, she nods and lies down on the bed, stretching out gracefully beneath your touch. Her breasts rise and fall with each breath, and the leather straps of her gloves gleam in the morning light.

"Now what?" she asks, her voice husky with desire. "What do you plan to do with me like this?"

"Oh..."

She arches her back into the touch, moaning low in her throat as your tongue teases her sensitive skin. Her hips roll against the bed, seeking contact with something other than the soft sheets. Her fingers twitch helplessly at her sides, wanting to touch and explore but unable to move an inch.

"Please..."

She breathes out, her voice ragged and needy. "More."

"Ahhhh..."

Her back arches higher as you leave your mark on her skin, the pain mingling with pleasure and driving her wild. She gasps for air, her chest heaving as you squeeze and massage her breasts, pinching her nipples until they're hard and aching. The sensation is overwhelming, and she can feel herself growing wetter between her legs with every passing moment.

"More..."

"Yes..."

You strip out of your clothes, revealing your hardened length pressed against her thigh. She whimpers as you slide closer, wrapping your arms around her and pulling her body flush against yours. Her legs spread instinctively, offering herself up for your pleasure.

As you kiss her neck and shoulder, she arches into the touch, moaning loudly into your ear.

"Oh God..."

she cries out as you thrust between her bound legs. Her body is open to you, exposed and vulnerable in a way that only intensifies the pleasure she derives from your touch. Her fingers dig into your shoulders, urging you deeper as she meets your movements stroke for stroke.

"More..."

she whispers between gasps, her voice raw with desire. You pick up the pace, taking her harder and faster as she comes apart beneath you, crying out in ecstasy.

"Ahhh!"

She gasps into your mouth as you thrust deeper still, feeling the tension coiling tighter in her abdomen. Her hips buck wildly against yours, seeking release from the incredible pleasure coursing through her body. With a groan, she comes apart beneath you, her cries muffled by your kiss as her legs tremble and her body shudders with aftershocks of climax.

You collapse on top of her, panting heavily as your own release overtakes you.

"Mmm..."

She moans softly into the pillow as you roll her onto her back, revealing the red mark left by the belt around her wrist. Her breasts heave with each breath, and she glances up at you through her lashes as you tease her with the tip of your erection, sliding it close to her aching ass.

"Please..."

She arches her hips toward you, offering herself for more.

"Ahhhh..."

Her eyes slide closed as you begin to push inside her once more, the sensation of being filled so slowly driving her wild with desire. You watch her face, marveling at the way she looks when she's like this - so exposed and wanting, needing your touch. You thrust deeper, faster now that she's accustomed to your size, feeling her tight muscles clench around you as she comes again, crying out into the pillow beneath her.

"Oh God..."

Her nails scrape down your back as you take her harder, her body trembling with the force of her orgasms. With a groan, she arches up off the bed, meeting your thrusts eagerly as you slide one hand beneath her breasts, massaging and squeezing them roughly.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she nears the edge again, her body tense and quivering with anticipation.

"Yes!"

Her cries fill the room as you reach your own release, groaning loudly into the crook of her neck as your seed spills deep inside her. Your hips buck wildly against her ass as you ride out the last waves of pleasure, your body trembling with the effort.

You collapse on top of her, their sweat-slicked skin sticking together as they catch their breath. After a few moments, she turns her head to look at you, a satisfied smile playing across her lips.

"What do you think?"

she asks with a mischievous glint in her eye. "Another hour or two?"

You roll off her, chuckling as you lie beside her, your bodies still joined by a sheen of sweat. She props herself up on one elbow, watching you with curiosity as you guide your now-soft member toward her spread sex.

"Another hour or two?" she repeats, arching her back invitingly. "Or more?"

You thrust forward, feeling the heat of her body close around you once again as she moans softly into the pillow.

"More,"

she whispers, her fingers threading through your hair and pulling gently. Her hips rise off the bed to meet your thrusts, welcoming you deeper inside her.

You begin to move together again, lost in the sensation of skin on skin and the intoxicating scent of sex and sweat filling the air. As you fuck her, you can feel yourself growing harder once more, eager to take her again and again until your time runs out.

"Yes!"

Her cries fill the room as she comes apart beneath you, her body shuddering with pleasure each time you thrust inside her. She arches her back off the bed, offering herself up completely to your control. You take her roughly, filling every inch of her with your rock-hard length until she's screaming for mercy.

"Oh God..."

Her nails scrape down your back, leaving trails of pain that only serve to heighten the pleasure coursing through you both.

"Ahhhh..."

She whimpers as you pull out, her body craving the feeling of being filled once more. You stroke your length a few times, gathering the last of your seed before shooting it across her stomach in a hot, sticky stream. She groans loudly, arching her back off the bed as she feels your warmth splatter against her skin.

"Mmm..."

She licks her lips, tasting you on her tongue, before leaning down and kissing you deeply.

"Thank you,"

you murmur as she helps you remove the leather belts and gloves. Her touch is gentle and soothing, easing the stings left behind by your playfulness. Once everything is gone, she rolls onto her side, propping herself up on one elbow as she watches you.

"What now?"

she asks with a sly smile. "Another hour at the UN Assembly?"

"Well,"

you say, glancing at the clock before sighing heavily. "I suppose we'd better get going."

You sit up and stretch, feeling the ache in your muscles from all that lovemaking. She watches you with interest, her expression thoughtful as she runs a hand through her tousled hair.

"Will I see you later?"

"I'll hold out hope for tonight,"

she says with a small smile, "but if not... tomorrow it is." She hesitates for a moment before adding, "You can come over to my place, if you like. We could..." Her cheeks flush again at the thought of all the things they could do together in private.

"Well," you say with a grin, "I'll see how it goes." You stand up and offer her your hand, pulling her to her feet as well. "

Thank you," she says, blushing slightly as she takes your hand. She walks with you toward the door, lingering for a moment longer than necessary so that their bodies brush against each other one last time before parting ways. As you leave her apartment and head to the assembly, you can't help but feel a thrill of anticipation at the thought of seeing her again tonight - or tomorrow if that's how it ends up. The day may be filled with work, but your evenings and nights belong to her now.

"Ah! Azrael!"

She looks up as you enter her private chamber, a smile spreading across her face.

"I didn't think I'd see you again today," she says, rising to her feet and walking around the desk toward you. "How are things at the assembly?"

"I wanted to say that you and Germany are going on a business trip together for 3 weeks"

"Oh, it's just a rotational thing," she says with a shrug. "No particular reason why you were chosen over anyone else." She reaches out to touch your arm reassuringly. "But I thought maybe that might give you two some time to get to know each other better."

Her gaze flickers downward, and she bites her lower lip before looking back up at you. There's an unspoken question in her eyes - a desire for more than just business trips together.

"Well,"

she says with a mischievous glint in her eye, "I suppose that leaves me plenty of time to think about what I'd like for you to bring back."

"Oh, you know..." She leans forward, lowering her voice conspiratorially. "Souvenirs."

Her fingers trace idle patterns in the air as she looks up at you through her lashes. "Something to remember me by."

"Oh, I don't know..."

She tilts her head to the side, considering for a moment before grinning wickedly. "Maybe you could bring back a little piece of home with you."

Her gaze drifts downward again, and she takes a step closer, pressing herself against your side. "Something small," she whispers. "That only I would know about."

"Oh?"

She tilts her head back, looking up at you with a teasing glint in her eye. "You don't remember what we talked about earlier?"

Her lips part slightly, inviting you to remind yourself of the bondage she'd suggested and how much fun they had with it. Her fingers trail up your arm, brushing against your skin as if memorizing its texture.

"Or maybe," she continues, her voice growing softer still, "I could help refresh your memory."

Her hands slide up your chest, tracing lazy circles over the fabric of your shirt. She leans forward, brushing her lips against yours in a teasing kiss before pulling back again, her eyes searching yours for understanding.

"I thought," she begins slowly, "that since you'll be gone for so long... and we won't have any time together..." Her voice trails off suggestively.

"Maybe I could send you some pictures."

Her eyes widen in surprise, then darken with desire as she realizes what you're suggesting. She steps back from you, giving herself a moment to catch her breath and regain her composure.

"Are you offering?"

she asks softly, her voice barely above a whisper.

Her hands drift downward, hooking into the waistband of her skirt and pulling it up over her hips in one smooth motion.

"Oh,"

she breathes out as you touch her, your fingers sinking into the flesh of her bottom. She arches her back, pressing herself against you as she feels the warmth between her legs begin to grow once more. Her eyes flutter closed and her lips part in anticipation.

"Then I'd like that,"

she whispers, tilting her head back further so that she can look up at you through her lashes. "Very much."

"I think rider is best for us,"

she says with a seductive smile, tilting her hips forward invitingly. Her hands slide up your chest now, cupping your shoulders as she leans into the contact between them.

"Just do that."

Her eyes widen with surprise and desire, but before she can respond, she feels a tug on her skirt. Looking down, she sees that it's caught on something; she kicks one leg free to dislodge it, then steps forward to join you on the floor. Her heart is racing as she lies down beside you, feeling the heat between your bodies growing with each passing moment.

She looks up at you, her pupils blown wide with need and anticipation. "I'm ready," she whispers.

"Yes,"

she breathes out as your erection presses against her entrance. She arches her hips, tilting her pelvis upward in invitation, and then gasps as you slide inside her. Her fingernails dig into the floor, her body trembling with effort as she tries to adjust to the feeling of you filling her so completely.

"God,"

she moans, her eyes squeezed shut as you begin to move within her. "So good."

"Oh fuck!"

Her cries fill the room as your hips thrust faster, harder against hers. Her breasts spill free from her lace bra, heavy and full in your hands as you pinch and roll her nipples between your fingers. She arches up off the floor, meeting each of your thrusts with a desperate moan that echoes through the room.

"Azrael..."

Her voice trails off into a keening wail as she feels herself begin to shudder and spasm around you.

"Yes!"

She screams, her muscles clenching tightly around your cock as she comes apart beneath you. Her body trembles with the force of her orgasm, every inch of her flushed and damp with sweat.

You thrust one final time, feeling your release crashing over you as well. Your hips jerk roughly against hers, grinding out the last bit of pleasure before collapsing on top of her, your chest heaving as you try to catch your breath.

"Mmm,"

she murmurs contentedly, running a hand through your sweaty hair. "I'm glad we could find the time."

Her lips curve into a sly smile, and she glances meaningfully down between your bodies. "I'll have to remember that position for later..."

"Hmm?"

She looks up at you with a surprised laugh, then pushes you onto your back and straddles your hips. Her hair falls forward, obscuring her face as she leans down to tease one of your nipples between her teeth.

Her weight settles on you, pressing her wet folds against your erection. With a groan, she begins to rock back and forth, taking him inside her in long, slow strokes that feel even better now that she's already been filled.

You reach up to tangle your fingers in her hair, holding her close as you kiss her deeply. She moans into the kiss, her hips moving faster against yours as she takes you deeper inside her. Her nails scrape down your chest, leaving trails of pleasure-pain that only serve to heighten the sensation coursing through you both.

As she rides you, her breath comes in ragged gasps and her body quakes with each orgasmic spasm.

"Ahh!"

She cries out as you squeeze her breasts, pinching and rolling her nipples between your fingers until they're stiff and hard. Her hips buck against yours, taking you deeper inside her with each thrust, her body shuddering with the force of her climaxes.

Her moans fill the room as she comes again and again, her body quaking in your arms as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her.

"Oh God..."

She whimpers as you stand, lifting her off the floor and pushing her roughly against the wall. She wraps her legs around your waist, arching her back and offering up her perfect, round ass to you. With a growl, you push inside her tight, warm channel, taking her roughly from behind.

Her head falls forward as she moans, the tips of her breasts brushing against the floor.

"Fuck..."

She gasps as you thrust deep inside her one final time, filling her with your hot seed. Her body trembles and shudders as she comes apart around you, her muscles clenching tightly on your cock as she milks every last drop from you.

Her legs finally go slack, and you slide out of her, leaving them both gasping for air against the cool wall.

"More than..."

She trails off with a contented sigh, leaning her forehead against yours as she regains her strength. "That was incredible."

Her hand slides up your chest, cupping your cheek before threading through your hair and pulling gently, urging you down for another kiss.

"I'm glad we had this time," she whispers against your lips, her voice soft and husky with desire. "I can't wait to see what else we can do together."