Relationship: Frain (France x Spain) with a bit of Spuk and Fruk with hints of FrUkSpa I guess?
Summary: Spain and France are laying in bed together after a bout of lovemaking and Spain asks France about England.
Word Count: 850
Mature: Mention of sex but nothing too explicit.
Anyway enjoy!
Title: Let's bitch about England because fuck him!
France was smoking a cigarette in bed, occasionally huffing out a cloud of smoke as Spain was laying against him playing with the hair on the man's chest.
"Say, Francia, what do you think about Inglaterra?"
France stopped breathing for a second and frowned.
"Mixed feelings. Why?" he asked, confusion clear in his voice.
"He was shouting to me about something today," Spain said, sounding subdued.
"Doesn't surprise me, always complaining about something. What did you do that led to him being a nuisance again?" France snorted.
"Forgot some paperwork or so, I don't even really remember what he said." Spain shrugged.
France raised an amused eyebrow, "and why is it bothering you?'
"Did you ever notice he has a nice mouth and pretty lips?"
"..." France was silent, and Spain held his breath.
Spain dared to look up and grimaced as he saw Francis frown, before getting a faraway look in his eyes and turning a bit red.
Then finally...
"Uh, no comment."
The Spaniard frowned and Francis spoke up again,
"But mon cher... What's the connection?" Francis finally asked.
Spain sighed, before admitting "I couldn't focus on what he was complaining about because all I wanted to do was shut him up."
Francis laughed and Spain smiled feeling the chest rumble underneath his head.
"Been there done that." the Frenchman finally said.
"Yeah?" Spain asked, interested.
"As in, I punched him." Francis nodded, proudly.
"Oh..." Spain said, sounding disappointed and Francis frowned.
"What is it, mon cher?" Francis murmured, looking down at him.
Spain said silent for a long time, before breathing in,
"So you never fucked?"
If France had been drinking something he would have spat it out, instead he just choked on the smoke he wrongly inhaled.
"Antoine, mon cher, please give me some context to all your strange questions?" He finally asked.
Spain looked awkward.
"It's embarrassing."
"Yes, I'm sure it is. We're talking about Angleterre here."
"Exactly, I hate his guts."
"Yet you seem to want to fuck them." France remarked with a snort.
"Mierda, Francis, don't say stuff like that!" Spain stared in front of him, face bright red.
"You wanted to shut him up with your mouth? Or perhaps... with something else?" France teased, moving so he was leaning over Spain who had his hands on his face embarrassed.
"¡Cállate!" Spain groaned. Shut up!
"Ohoho, No, I don't think I will," France smirked, as he leaned closer to the man's ear. "do you sometimes wish it was him that was fucking you?"
Spain moved his head away from the Frenchman, which was hard as the man was completely laying on top of him. So instead he turned back to look the man in the eyes.
"Stop it Francis, you're being mean." He glared.
"Mean? No, I'm just teasing my dear friend over his cute little crush on Angleterre."
"I wouldn't call it a crush." Spain mumbled.
"Oh well, an infatuation. You want to fuck him?" he paused, "or get fucked by him?"
"Stop." Spain groaned, ears bright red.
Francis laughed, and then laughed some more when he felt something harden against his stomach.
"Mon cher, your body betrays you, hmmm?" France grinned at him, blue eyes so bright.
"I want to die." Spain moaned, taking the cushion next to him and screaming into it.
Francis laughed some more before pulling back the cushion, "Anyway, if you must know, I have indeed had sexual relations with Angleterre."
Antonio let go of the cushion, "you have?"
"Yeah, it's a good way to relieve tension." France shrugged.
"Oh." was all Antonio managed to say.
"But unlike with you, I don't get to cuddle afterwards," France snuggled into the Spaniard's neck and nipped at it making Antonio laugh.
The laughter died out and Francis grinned at his dear friend laying next to him.
Suddenly Spain spoke up again,
"So you want to snuggle with Inglaterra?"
Now it was France's turn to become flustered, "non, of course not!" he huffed out.
Antonio's smile widened, unconvinced.
"You want him to hold you close afterwards? Tell you he loves you?"
"I do not." Francis was bright red.
Spain laughed, feeling like he had the upper hand again, "He would say it like 'Frog, I love your stupid face.'" Spain imitated.
Francis groaned into his neck, "Tais-toi" Shut up!
The Spaniard giggled, "come on, that was a pretty good imitation!” he coughed once, continuing “'I want you to make love to me right this very instant, and you better bloody hurry u-'”
France shut him up by kissing him, before pulling back and glaring at the man below him. "You're lucky I love you mon cher,"
"Love you too, Francis," Spain smiled, leaning back to kiss him.
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An hour later the two were sated once more and Spain was laying on Francis' chest again, this time taking the cigarette out of his hand to also take a drag
"Anyway, I think we should have a threesome with Angleterre."
Spain coughed up the smoke he inhaled, turning towards the Frenchman with a raised eyebrow.
"Ok."
That’s how simple it was.
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Fin
Alright so I think France and Spain love each other deeply in this one and have a good and loving relationship but aren't monogamous at all. I don't think they'd be able to. It works quite well for them though!
As for England, I think both hate having the hots for him, and France has some deeper feelings he hates exploring.
England on the other hand is bad at expressing any feelings sexual or otherwise, but tends to give in to whatever move is made on him.
I hope you enjoyed! Lemme know in the comments and tags! :D
THAT MAKES ME SO HAPPY YOU DECIDED TO POST IT 🥺🥺 I love the added idea that Arthur sent Francis LMFAO like he totally would. Arthur is probably so nervous of social confrontation even if he's a whore, so asking his pretty bf works instead. Jokes on Arthur tho, Antonio has a huge crush on him and now on Francis! Little does he know they're dating, can you imagine Toni pulling up to the date and being a stammering mess!? So cute lol. Arthur and Francis probably tease him SOOO BAD after he admits his little affection for the Englishman. Too bad for Arthur, that stammering mess is gonna turn into a beast once they get started. Francis and Antonio railing the shit out of Arthur is my favorite flavor of SpaFruk 😳😳 I really need to write this sometime soon but don't count on it I'm horrible ahejfjv
HDJSDFNS OF COURSE I LOVE YOUR IDEAS 👀 lmao that's so funny Antonio having a crush on his grumpy loveable regular and then this hot stranger walks into his shop and basically invites him to a threesome and when he shows up at the time and place they agreed on his crush is sitting RIGHT THERE!! 😂🥰 god tier content really. Waahhh but Antonio being flustered at first but once the clothes are off he's like a different person. Let's be real I didn't care that much about SpaFruk before but now it's a big YES from me. The should kiss. and also hnnnngshsdnfb what about a little DP we can have that as a treat I think
Ok but Frain hanging out together and dressing up like old Roman emperors and feeding each others grapes or fruits (and maybe kissing in between) because they think it's funny and England comes in like "the fock are you two doing?"
And France answers: "We're spoiling ourselves, Mon cher."
"Come join us, cariño."
England judging them hard at first until Spain adds that he could be a king instead. (although Emperors are superior to kings) He mostly just doesn't want to be half naked like his two other boyfriends and he wants a cape and a proper throne.
England ends up in the middle of his partners, who are still dressed like ancient Roman emperors while he himself dressed to look like King George VI. (Although Spain and France didn't comment on that)
"Does your majesty want some wine?" France poses as he offered England a bottle of Bordeaux.
"Or perhaps he would prefer this wine?" Spain offers him a bottle of Rioja.
