Hetalia Seven Minutes in heaven Ireland

           You reach into Americas hat and begin to feel around for something of interest. Eventually your hand comes across something smooth and rather cool to the touch. You lift out your selected item to reveal a small shamrock pendant. "Well I can probably guess who this belongs to, but just to be sure, whose is it?"

Just like you figured, Ireland put down his beer and strutted over to you. "Hey there, you're not a bad looking girl, this might actually be kind of fun." He wrapped an arm around you and began leading you to the closet. "Yo Wales, watch my beer, and don't you dare drink it!"

"Dude, you smell like a brewery, maybe you should skip this game, I don't want "_____" getting hurt, and you can get pretty weird when you're drunk." America was a little unsure about locking you two up in a closet togehter.

"Don't be stupid, I'm fine, now shut the door." Ireland already had you in the closet and was sitting in a corner with his arm tightly placed around your shoulder..

"Fine, but I'm leaving the door unlocked, just in case." With that America left you two alone, leaving the door unlocked just as he said he would.

Ireland scoffed. "What does he take me for, that idiot." He let out a small sigh. "Anyway, I don't think I've seen you around before, or I could have forgotten you. So tell me, what's a beautiful lass like you doing in a dark, dirty closet like this with a drunk fool like me?" He quickly brought you closer to him and snuggled you tight. "Dark places and drunk people are notoriously dangerous you know." He was already nuzzling and kissing your neck. You were rather glad now that America had left the door unlocked, the way Ireland was acting, you might have to end your time with Ireland. "You're rather quiet lass, something the matter?"

Your face turned a deep red. "Well, you're a bit pushy is all, and obviously intoxicated, you said so yourself."

"Oh, is that all?" Ireland grinned. "I thought the whole point of this game was for me to be a bit pushy, you know, for us to do things we wouldn't normally.  I guess I was wrong." Now things were just awkward, it was obvious Ireland didn't want to stop kissing you, and now the whole point of the game was ruined.

You hated the awkwardness of silence more than the kissing, so you told a lie. You cleared your throat. "Actually, I've never played before, so I could always be wrong." This only made you blush worse, but Ireland was happy.

"I knew I wasn't completely off." He brought you back in his arms and hugged you tight. "But I'll try not to be so pushy, just in case. "Despite what he said he was even more forceful with you than he had been earlier. Helping himself to as many kisses as he could steal before the time ran out. He did however manage to keep his hands to himself.

America opened the door and immediately helped you up. "You still okay in there "____"?" His face showed obvious worry.

You nodded. "Yeah, I'm fine."

"I told you I know how to behave around a lady, you don't need to worry so much." Ireland snorted at America. "Besides, she only had to tell me off once. Now where's my beer?"