England x Reader- Summer Camp

"Arthur!" the Counselor finished his sentence and gave you a rich, cheerful smile. You slowly turned your head, seeing England staring back. He didn't speak, but his green eyes seemed to tell everything. 'I Could just eat you up~' or 'The things I would do to you.'.

It made you shiver as he stared at you as if he were going to devour you whole, you didn't like it one bit.

You turned your attention back to America, giving him quiet begs to change groups with someone else. It wasn't that you didn't like Arthur, oh no. You actually gained an infatuation with him over the years you've been going to the camp. But your love for him was exactly the problem. You didn't want to do something weird, making him think that you were a freak or something.

Alfred just gave you a warm and gentle smile, making you groan and lean against the back of the seat.

This was gonna be a long two weeks.

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"Here are your schedules!" Alfred said and handed every group a blue sheet of paper. Apparently, you were the representative of your group since no one was paying attention. After letting out a sigh, you turned to the other three members and spoke, "Well, our first activity is kayaking." Your voice was soft and sweet, but it was interrupted by England's laugh.

"Oh, how fun! It's like being on the seven seas all over again!" Arthur chuckled once again as he sauntered over to your side. You moved away from him a bit, but he only moved closer. You shoved him away from you before giving him a glare before turning and making your way towards the water.

"Oho~ ________ I never knew you were so feisty!" He grinned as he followed after you. You picked up your pace until stopping once you reached an orange kayak.

Great. It's a two person kayak.

You turned around and looked for the other two members of your group, but they both paired up with each other, leaving you will Arthur. You gulped as a form of panic was coming over you. No, it wasn't that you were basically going on a romantic boat ride (Silly you~) with England, it's just the fact that.. You didn't know how to kayak. You hit yourself in the forehead, Arthur reaching over to grab a orange life jacket, "Oh, what's wrong, love? Little sea sick?" He joked at you, making you give him another glare.

"We're not even in the water yet, idiot~" You retorted before getting in the front of the kayak. England's hands were held up in defense and it was followed by a chuckle, "My apologies."

You gave him a nod with an obvious fake smile before grabbing an ore. After pushing the kayak into the water, England hopped in after you and grabbed an ore himself. Before you even had a chance to put a paddle in the brackish water, he already pushed off and started paddling for himself, making the Kayak steadily start to glide across the water. You sighed to yourself in relief, glad you wouldn't have to do much or the rowing.

The silence was peaceful, and it made you relax just a bit. Surprisingly, Arthur hadn't said anything for the first ten minutes of the ride. It was as if nature put the two of you in the trance. But of course, the trance didn't last long with Arthur.

"So, love," He started, but you didn't acknowledge him. "How long have you loved me?" He asked, a small smirk forming on his lips. Your face turned a bright pink and your (e/c) eyes widened. You turned around and retorted with fake anger, "How could I ever love you?!" How could you not? He was so perfect in your eyes,. His emerald green eyes, his toned chest, his blonde hair. You wanted him, no, you needed him.

Arthur gave a chuckle, "You're quite a firecracker, love~ But it's no worries. I love you too~ Haven't you noticed?" He said quietly, your cheeks only darkening by his comments. You stared into his eyes, he stared back. There was a silence between the two of you for a while, and then suddenly, he stopped rowing. By that time, you were turned back around, but you turned around to face him once more to see what the problem was.

"Why'd you stop rowing?" You asked, but he didn't reply. He shifted his body to help himself squeeze out the small space of the kayak. The small boat rocked making you squeal and lecture him to be still. He ignored you and only grabbed your arm, pulling you toward him. Your faces were inches apart, and after a few seconds, he leaned forward and pressed his lips gently against your own.

You didn't pull away, you didn't want to. His lips were like heaven; so soft and well.. heavenly. Slowly, you kissed back, cupping his cheeks gently in your small hands. Without any permission in some form, he pushed his tongue inside your mouth, exploring every last but of it. His taste was addicting, and you wanted more. After a few minutes, both of you pulled away for air. A string of saliva connected the two of you at the lips, Arthur slowly wrapped it around his finger and placed it in his mouth.

"I need you, now." You said to him, only making England smirk.

"First," Arthur said, making you give a whine, "Do you love me..?"

"..Yes~ I do love you, Arthur. I love you, so much.." You said to him and gave him a loving smile.

"I love you too, ______~" He said quietly before leaning forward and kissing you on the lips once again.