trouble fining a job....unlike in Turkey were his citizens are living a fairly economic crisis-less life.

growls. His issues are none of Turkey's concern. He should leave them out of the argument. :/ And coming to Spain would /not/ be a threat to

-to anyone's life! BT

smiles, they become his issues when they affect the European Union, one of his biggest trading partners. He'd like to see the Spanish man

show him differently in that case.

Turkey should just mind his own business. He's doing the best he can with what he has.

can't really condemn him for that.

huffs. If Turkey doesn't know it off he's going to go... punch him. Or something.

quirks a brow in amusement. The Spaniard got riled up fairly easily. xD

it's a sore subject. v.v He can't help it!

knows they all have sensitive subjects but can't help but get amused.

doesn't like him right now. :/

he doesn't like him on most days so why would that change things now?

it would change things because now he has a specific reason not to like him. :/ He's mean.

heard that before...from loads of people!! >D He can be nice if he wants too. Bl He just never really does.

rolls his eyes. Jerk. He wants to... he wants to do bad things to him.

would like to see him try and get away with it. >D

coming over.

waiting.

coming! BT

STILLLL waiting.

knocks on his door, calmly.

opens the door, his brow quirked up in amusement. "You actually came. I didn't think you would."

grins. "I like to keep people guessing." He tackles him then. >3

had not expected that right away and gets thrown back but luckily falls right and rolls them one more time so he has the other

pinned. "You're going to have to keep me guessing more if you want to win. My national sport is oil wrestling." >D

... didn't even know that. "Is that even a sport?" He arches an eyebrow up at him before he starts struggling against him, trying to flip-

-their positions.

should have done a bit of research before coming over and the height difference was definitely in his favour. "Yes, very hard one." He says

getting distracted momentarily and losing a bit of his balance.

wraps his legs around his waist and grins, quickly flipping their positions so that he's on top. Smirking, he moves to pin the-

-Turks hands down. "Clearly not, amigo~"

caught and frowns as he struggles under the others grasp. "Dumb luck." Bl

sticks his tongue out at him, trying to keep a firm hold on him. "Says the loser."

quirks a brow not amused at all as he struggles harder. "Not a loser yet."

trying reeeally hard to keep being on top. "You're under me, aren't you~?" =D

for some reason can't help but take that dirtily. "Not for long." He growls as he uses his full force to raise his pinned hands from the

ground ready to turn things around.

so oblivious to that, really. He growls and makes a grab for Turkey's hands, scooting up to settle his weight on the others chest.

smirks when the weight against his torso is gone and manages to bring his legs up and wrap them around the Spaniards neck/shoulder area

before pulling him back hard.

quick to reach out and grab onto Turkey's hair, tight. Ha. "If you want to k-keep your hair... let go of my neck.." BT This was painful!

growls...the hair was such a cheap shot. "Let go first and then I'll let go." He wasn't going to fall pray to this that easily.

huffs. "You let go first, estupido." He tightens his grip on it. The Turks hair was the only thing keeping him anchored.

flinches. "Do I look stupid, ipne! You let go or I'll keep choking you until you have to let go." Bl

pulls harder. "I-I swear I'll tear a chunk... r-right out of your head." BT

squeezes his eyes shut painfully. "Okay okay...at the same time. We count to three and let go. Okay?"

grits his teeth. It huuurt. "F-fine... R-ready?"

can't really nods so just grunts. "Bir....iki...üç.." And he lets go hoping the other would keep to his word as well.

let's go. He moves to sit on Turkey's legs. BT

rubs at his head and props himself up on his elbows frowning at him. "That was a cheap blow."

- "How? I didn't hit you."

didn't mean that kind of blow. "My hair...." Bl

blinks. "What about it?"

lays back down. "Nevermind." For some reason he didn't see perturbed that the Spaniard was still sitting on him.

clearly isn't perturbed either. He hums and suddenly swats the other. "So this means I win?" :3

knows that is NOT what that means. "In your dreams. It was a draw." He flicks the others knee as he props himself back on his elbows.

shoves him back onto his back and pins his arms. "How about now?" :3

's eyes widen as he had definitely not been expecting that. "That doesn't count!!!" He growls as he tries to struggle against the hold that

surprisingly firm. "Just give me a minute and I'll show you...." He keeps struggling but doesn't seem like he'll be getting out of it any

time soon. BBBBl

smirks, watching the other lazily. "Tick... tock."

eventually stops struggling and decides on another tactic. "You know this is quite the compromising position. On most occasions I'd be more

than inclined to take full advantage of this however my position is not one I know well." He hoped the other would find the idea a little

repulsing and maybe jump away.

- The idea goes right over his head and he arches an eyebrow. "... Take full advantage of what? Of being on your back, completely owned~?"

- >3 Mwahaha.

should have known it would go over his head....he didn't understand that about Antonio. The man's culture radiated sex appeal but double-

entends seemed to go straight over his head. "Hey what's that behind you?" Tactic three. Worse strategy with 99% fail rates but he'd give it

a shot anyway.

he didn't bother looking over his shoulder. "You tell me... You're the one that can see behind me." :3

frowns...he had been really hoping that would work but he should have known. He peers at the nothing behind Spain as he tries to think of

something good. "Trini is that you?" ...>D

blinks and looks over his shoulder. "Hija!" .... Wait. Where? D:

takes the opportunity to flip them over and pin the Spaniards hands firmly to the ground. "HAHA HA! Fell for a poorly made up trap. Tsk on

you Spain but I think this means I won." >DD

( Eeeevil. )

grunts softly as his back meets the ground. He scowls a bit, trying to get his wrists free. "So wait.. she's not here?" D:

( Mwa hahaha! >D I wasn't the Ottoman Empire for no reason. )

snorts. "Of course she wasn't here." He's not about to let go of the Spaniard any time soon.

wriggles, bucking his hips upwards to try and get himself free. BT "You don't win! That's cheating!"

nearly chokes at the bucking having to awkwardly wrap his legs tighter around the others hips while leaning a bit more pressure so he'd

stay still. "Stop moving...." Bl

keeps squirming and arching slightly trying to get free. He's trying to win, damn it! He pants softly from the effort.

if anyone where to come in, for some odd reason, this would look really bad. However, he will not let go....his pride won't let him. "You're

not going to win no matter what now." The squirming was very distracting....Bl

growls trying to buck him off. His cheeks were a little flushed now. The Turk was heavy! ;; "I am!"

's frown deepens. "Stop....stopp moving...just don't buck up anymore..." Allah....he was embarrassed. "You're not going to win...just admit

it and I'll get off."

didn't like losing! He continued. He didn't listen to anyone. Hmph. "I'm going to win."

have to start liking it especially in this situation!! D< "No you're not." Bl

isn't going to lose! He makes a few questionable sounds, squirming and arching beneath him. "I am.." He breathes. >:/

chokes..."What the hell kind of noise is that!!!" DDD: "And no you're not!"

doesn't know what he's talking about really. "I-I am!" He gasps a little, trying to buck him off. He's determined to win! BT

re-adjusts his position on top of the Spaniard as he shimmies himself down on the others hips and using his legs to awkwardly pin Antonio's

legs before leaning forward to transfer one wrist to his other hand so he was pinning both of them over the others head. "Stop

struggling." He growls. "Because you're make this incredibly uncomfortable and if you don't want to deal with the outcome I would advise you

stay still and admit defeat. Or don't blame me about what can come from this."

no idea what Turkey is talking about! "A-are you trying to confuse me?" He asks, looking a little irked. He doesn't stop struggling.-

- If anything he struggles more now,arching his body upwards, gasping softly in frustration. Turkey was silly if he thought he was just-

-going to give up.

's lips thin at that and he really has to pretend he's somewhere else. "I'm not trying to confuse you." He growls unsure on how to make the

other stop struggling. It seemed their situation wasn't going to change anytime soon. "Here I'll put it in more simple terms. How does

casual sex sound?" Bl

( I'm sorry Spain's so annoying. xD )

blinks at him, his struggling stopping for a moment. "... That's kind of out of no where." He pauses to think. "I don't mind~" Huh.

( Haha, I expect this from Spain. xD )

snorts. "With the noises you were making I'm sure it was a good imitation of having sex with you."

arches an eyebrow at him, wondering what noises he's talking about. "No... I'm very vocal." :3 Yes, very blunt.

laughs. "Good. I like them loud. So you're okay with this?"

- "With?" He's a little lost for a second before he realizes what they were talking about and he makes a small 'o' shape with his lips. -

- "Si~ I don't mind." It's not like he was in any kind of relationship or anything.

bonus for him in that case. There was no relationship on his part either and so he didn't waste any time as he crushed his lips with that of

the Spaniard wanting not only to get the ball rolling but to explore the man underneath him.

kisses him back, lightly trying to get his wrists free. Not that he didn't mind being restrained. That was just the masochist in him.

smirks into the kiss as he feels the other try to wriggle his hands free so he tightens his grip and 'tsks' him before trailing his lips

down the Spaniard's jawline to nip and suck on the others neck.

bites down on his bottom lip, shuddering and purposely arching his body upwards against the Turk's, even as he tilted his head back to -

-bare more skin to him.

grateful for that and doesn't waste time as he lets his lips trail all over the exposed skin, exploring the other like conquered

territory. His free hand he winds around the Spaniards waist keeping him close as he grinds down on the other with a small grunt of

pleasure.

gasps sensually, moving to grind back against him. Well... Turkey seemed to be... excited. "Mmh.."

(Private~? )

( Good idea. I'll start one up. )

( Gracias. x3 )

( De nada. ))