Invasion of Canada [Violence+Rape (OpenToALL)]

[Notes: America 'invades' Canada before a UN meeting.]
SHORTSTART

The Canadian got a memo from his elder sibling stating to arrive at least two hours earlier then the scheduled meeting, why? It didn't say but heck it was Alfred, his brother, he might as well trust him.
Upon arrival the blonde took a seat in his usual spot, waiting for the American to show up and praying he wasn't to early..... he really didn't enjoy waiting all that long for someone else, especially when the day was already involving a long and serious meeting with the other UN Members.

After the quick exchanged of hello's he noticed the tone his brother was giving changed drastically.
"A-alright... what do we need to talk about??" he replied nervously, worrying about the other having issues with the border or that he himself had just managed to somehow upset him, after all... they did share the same landmass.
Matthew's eyes stayed locked on the American, though he remained seated to avoid any awkward confrontations as the other spoke.

[fff]

The Canadian let out a long sigh of relief, giving a small nervous chuckle.
"Ah, you had me there for a moment! Don't make fun of Russia, silly ~" he forced a smile, obviously still unsure about the others attitude as he gave him a pat on the shoulder.

The movement had happened so fast that Matthew didn't have time to respond, it had dumbfounded him and before he knew it the other's lips were on his, forcing him to kiss back a little bit before realizing just what exactly he was doing.
"Mmmn!" he whined against the other's mouth, pushing away as he forced the kiss the break.
"W-what are you doing?!"

"T-this isn't bonding!" he snapped back in an oddly shaky and scared tone, squirming against Alfred uncomfortably as he was "tasted" once again. Why would his brother do this of all people? He had to be out of it! This wasn't like him at all!
Though as he fought for a reason in his mind, continuing squirming the Canadian didn't realize just how much the two's bodies were rubbing together because of his actions.

He didn't know what to do and he hated to cause trouble... especially with his own brother so he decided to go along with it as much as he could.
Shifting the Canadian upped himself a bit, positioning himself so that the friction between the two was at the highest, dropping down and rubbing himself against the other's groin.
"Y-you want me to do... t-this?" he questioned, his goal to just give the other a bit of foreplay to make him happy, after all... he wouldn't go father then that... right?

The sudden exposure caused Matthew to freeze, to stare directly into the eyes of the other blonde.
"Ah-ah... A-alfred... l-let go..." he stammered, starting to shake nervously as his face burned a deep shade of red, his member throbbing painfully against the heat of the American's touch.

With each pump against his member his erection grew harder to resists, a groan escaping his lips as he pressed his bottom against Alfred's groin roughly.
"G-g-god A-a-alfred ~" he whined softly, turned on when he knew he shouldn't be... but it was getting to the point that he liked it... a lot.

Just as Alfred's warm mouth took him in he replied "N--n-nooo !" catching him off guard as the word turned from a reply to a plead.
"D-don't do that!" he continued, squirming ever so slightly as he watched the American with pleading eyes.

And speak of the devil too, said Briton was walking down the hall of the building that the meeting was supposed to take place in. It was usually in Arthur's nature to arrive to meetings a little before they were even supposed to start. He wanted to make sure the area he sat in was clean, and ugh, the fact that he sat beside that Frenchman. He didn't even want to think about it.

England stopped at the door. Hmm. It wasn't normally closed before meetings. It allowed for the other's who arrived early an opportunity to get settled in.

His hand paused on the knob, emerald eyes blinking slowly. He heard something in the room, but couldn't quite place it. So he opened it. Almost wishing he hadn't. Those same eyes were now wide, staring ahead at the scene before him.

"A-Alfred?" He questioned, then looked at the one who was apparently being molested by the young nation.

Dear God.. "Matthew! What-- Why.." He couldn't get anything out.

Brows then furrowed, "What bloody hell are you both doing!?"

Once the Brit's presence made itself clear the Canadians face shot into being one of the strangest shades of red possibly known to man, it looked as if his embarrassment was going to cause him to explode as he forced his hands down, covering himself up the best he could.
"A-Arthur! It's n-not by choice... I s-swear!" he mused in a panic stricken tone, sounding as if he was close to tears as he stumbled over each word.

Why oh why did Arthur Kirkland of all people have to be there early? At least he might stop Alfred's actions but Matthew sure didn't like the idea of being seen in the position he was in, part of his brother's hand still invading his exposed body.

"I'm s-sorry..."

"This.. This is NOT family bonding! I don't know what bloody ideas what French git has spouted to you, but this is not the kind of things brothers do, no less." Arthur wasn't embarrassed. No, why should he? He's seen two men at it before, but these two.. Just.. no!

A hand rose to rub his forehead, hearing them both talk. The hand moving to stop them both form talking anymore.

"I'm going to go get some aspirin. When I come back to this room... it better be spotless, and you two better get your acts together before the meeting, I don't want any bloody crap!"

Even before the two that were in the room could say anything, he was out of the room.. Though, he did really need some aspirin, and to talk that the twat, France.

Matthew gave a short whine as the actions from before started again, causing him to squirm against the touch.
"Al-Alfred you heard him! S-stop!" he pleaded, ignoring the mocking made towards the other only a few moments ago.
Was France to blame? It wouldn't be a surprise if he was but somehow... he doubted it...