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Meatballs.
It was that time of year; meatballs were made all the time in Sweden's house. _____ was now in the kitchen and was getting ready to dump the meat into a bowl.
"What’re you doing?" Sweden asked behind you causing his wife to jump in fear.
"I'm making meatballs." You looked at your husband who seemed to look at you with a "why" expression. (Or at least that's what you thought.) "Because you always do things for me, so I thought it would be nice to return the favor." You continued blushing lightly. Sweden was surprised, (though his face didn't show it.) He didn't know about what he did for you. The flowers he "finds", the cuddling the way you likes it, and more, so much more. Little did he know that he's not very subtle.
"_____, do you even how to make meatballs?" he asked. You stared him densely as if to say no. He sighed and washed his hands. "That’s m’kay I’ll show you." He took the meat and dumped it in the bowl. "Take the meat and put it in a bowl." He then handed you spices. "Season it." He said.
~15 minutes later of seasoning analyzing ~
When you finished you looked at him.
"Done?" You nodded. "Now mix the meat and roll it in a ball." You nodded softly grabbing the meat. You grimaced as you felt the moist and slimy raw meat.
"It's so slimy." You muttered. He lowered his hands to yours and guided your hands to mix the seasoning with the meat.
"Just move your hands." He said lowly in your ear as his hands commanded yours digging into the soft flesh. He didn't know what he was really doing to you; the way his hands had yours, how he was towered over you, his breath tickling your ear. You were getting more and more flustered by the minute. He was so close to you, you could feel every part of him on your back. Your breath became hot as you breathed slightly heavier.
"_____, you okay?" he asked. You nodded and moved against him grazing him. His eyes widened slightly and his grip tightened on your hands.
"You're hurting me…" you whined softly. He went to your ear again and lightly blew on it making you shiver and bite your lip stopping a moan. "All…I wanted…was meatballs…Sve~" you breathed out blushing.
"M'kay." He took both their hands out the bowl leaving it in its place as he picked you up and had you on his shoulder.
"W-Wait! What about the meatballs!" You squeaked as he began walking and flailing. He smirked softly.
"You'll get 'em." He snickered. _____'s eyes went wide as you realized you were going to have "Swedish meatballs" tonight.
~The End~
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