America|hetalia

you and America were simply chilling in his bed cuddling when he started trailing his fingers down your thigh as he laughed about his favourite foods and all the shit he did in the war and he self proclaims as “hero” which probably isn’t true but he goes with it anyway.. “come on baby..let me show you ..” he ruffles your hair.. “I’m the head pilot after all how could you deny your savior?..” he smiled playfully tapping his crotch.. “you know you want it baby.. please..” he pulls you closer into his lap.. “mmm ..your so exquisite as the French guy says all the time ..perfectly sweet ya know like cherry pie you are my cherry pie ..and I’m intending to make you a cream filled pie soon..if ya let me of course