Chapter Text
wetting self, wetting on partner, pee, humiliation, tickling, brat Israel, forceful America!
!!!! Israel x America ahead!
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The gentle gesture of America's hand calling out for the boy seemed romantic or alluring, but Israel only rolled his eyes and continued scribbling down the errands of today.
America was sat on the couch, legs spread open comfortably with a smirk seemingly permanent on his face.
"C'mon, I won't ask again" The American laughed teasingly.
"Sorry, I'm..busy." The click of the pen followed his dismissive words, leaning further on the counter while trying to focus on writing. He knew America wouldn't budge, and that he was probably smugly licking his lips while eyeing the boy's behind.
"You never let me love up on you, baby!" The man pouted, making Israel groan annoyed and turn around sharply, tapping his foot with arms crossed neatly over his sweater vest.
"Because I'm not in the mood right now." That wasn't the answer America wanted, and it wasn't the answer he was going to settle with.
When Israel turned back around America made his move, swiftly grabbing his wrist and pulling them both onto the couch effortlessly.
"Quit it—!!" The Israeli yelped and squirmed, but America held him down firmly in his lap, keeping his much stronger arms possessively around his waist to fight all the struggling.
"Enjoy ittt~" He purred out and leaned in to kiss Israels neck, but was immediately smacked away.
"I said no!" America's expression darkened, squeezing the sweater his hands clinged to softly and brushing his face against the other male's cheek. Hot breath on his skin made Israel gasp, and America instantly smirked and kneaded his waist more. The more Israel was touched and nuzzled the further a familiar feeling approached his lower belly...
"O-okay...that's enough, you got your affection." His hands pushed on America's shoulders, and a lusty chuckle met his cheek in reply.
"But you're so cute like this.." His voice hushed, making Israels face warmer. America could feel it, and it made him want more.
"Nooo.." A little giggle came from the Israeli, and his boyfriend knew exactly what to do.
"Stop—!!" Giggles and laughter came bubbling out controllably when his sides began being tickled, making Israel push and struggle harder as America joined in with his own fit of laughter.
His bladder called for attention, the sudden urge for release hitting hard and interrupting his joy.
"O-okay okay! For real now! Stop!" There was desperation in his giggles, but America kept going, making the full bladder feel further taunted, each screaming giggle making it harder to squeeze the flood gates shut.
"A-America!!" He nearly begged.
"What??" He teased and started to kiss his neck. Israel wanted to scream, it was beginning to hurt his belly so bad. He squirmed around desperate to get away and relieve himself, but it wasn't long before a little drop came out first.
His eyes widened in terror, begging America to let go of him. Why couldn't he just say it!? It'd be so embarrassing and he's better than that!
Wetting himself is way more embarrassing...
The Israeli bounced and fought against the stronger man, another trinkle slowly running down his underwear and giving the white a little stain. It was taking everything in him to hold back the urge, every whine and squirm pleading for it to end.
"I love you sooo much...I've missed you." America whispered lustfully, and Israel screamed.
"America!"
A defeated moan shakily fell from his lips as the pressure gave way, a hot wetness spreading down his thigh and surely on America's lap too.
Israel threw his head back and enjoyed the relief before horror would strangle him alive. Everything paused as the hot stickiness settled when the last couple dripples stopped.
His bladder relaxed, and America stared in pure shock.
They were both soaked.
"Oh. My God."