A small wedding and lemon scene! I will put a warning before the smut starts!

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It was early spring, and America was nervously sitting in the chair as his papa France did his hair. France was smiling softly as he brushed through Alfred's locks. England was busy pressing out last minutes wrinkled on Alfred's tux, Canada was somewhere, and Prussia, Japan, and Denmark were helping their bestie calm down. There weren't defined groomsmen and bridesmaids, considering they didn't want to offend anybody. Both the grooms' dressing rooms were free to visit. Ukraine was live streaming Russia getting ready, and Japan was doing the same for Alfred. Of course, the subtitles were on so they could watch the stream on mute and neither of them could hear. Everybody was watching the streams, emojis coming in rapidly. Alfred began to drink something, as he ranted on his worries.

"I mean, I'm just worried ya know? Of course, I love Ivan more than the stars and apple pie. But my mind is just filled with thoughts of, 'what if' ya know?" Prussia patted his back and sighed.

"Deep breaths Alfred. Take un minute, vho are jou marrying?" Prussia comforted. Alfred raised his drink. The other nations were confused.

"Lad, that's a white Russian," England stated, his eyes widening when he realized what he just said. Japan, Denmark, Prussia, and France all laughed and a string of laughing emojis flooded the stream.

"Ohonhon! Zat von vas funny! I admit zat!" France exclaimed as he continued to brush America's hair, "ugh! Jour 'air is being rude to me! Zis stupid cowlick von't stay down!" Alfred chuckled.

"I honestly don't even try anymore," Alfred admitted, getting a chuckle for the group. France finally finished his hair and began helping Alfred into his tuxedo. Alfred and Ivan had white tuxedos with powder blue vests and crimson bow ties. Japan placed a rose flower crown on Alfred's head gently, "thanks Keeks" Japan bowed happily.

All the men wore crimson tuxes, with white dress shirts and powder blue ties. All the girls wore powder blue dresses with crimson flats and white sweaters. There were some exceptions, like Hungary, wearing a jumpsuit instead and Poland wearing a dress. Of course, they all didn't wear the same thing, there were slight variations. China wore a crimson pinyin with white pants and powder blue flats. Every nation was invited to the wedding, and the public was allowed to view it through television.

On Russia's end, he was busy fretting on whether he was worthy enough for America. Ukraine, Belarus, Lithuania, and Romano were all trying to help calm him down. That's when a knock was heard at the door. Estonia opened it and saw Canada standing there.

"May I see the lucky groom? Alone?" they all nodded and left Russia alone. Ukraine's phone was still live streaming, and the world watched on the edge of their seats. Russia stood up to meet Canada's gaze, and they looked at each other for a few seconds before Canada sighed.

"Matvey? You seem troubled?" Russia inquired. Canada simply shook his head and walked to Russia. The two stared at each other.

"Promise me you'll take care of him, that's all I ask. Promise me that you'll keep a smile on his face. Just promise me you won't hurt him, and that you will always be there for him. Promise me that... I can give him away knowing... Knowing he will alright..." Canada began to cry. Russia hugged Canada tightly, crying himself. Ivan nodded rapidly to Canada, looking at him with pure honest eyes.

"Da. On my word not only as a Russian but a man, America will never be in harm's way so long as I'm at his side. And that will be for eternity, so help me God," Ivan claimed with tears. Canada nodded and embraced him one last time. The stream was filled with happy and crying emojis, as well as hearts. Canada left the room content and began to get the venue ready. They were having the ceremony in America's private garden, and the reception was being held at his most luxurious manor. Pretty soon, it was time. America and Canada locked arms, America holding a rose bouquet. The theme was 'A Winter Rose' and the nations had spent months preparing just for this moment. Austria began to play and the nations stood up.

https://youtu.be/qDS5GnTfUvc

Finally, at the altar, stood a sweet woman dressed in a nice dress. She was authorized to do the wedding and voted as the official by the public. 

"Who may I ask is giving away the groom?" she asked softly.

"Matthew Williams, the personification of Canada and brother to the United States of America," Matthew handed off Alfred to Russia. The two looked at each other with a gaze filled with so much love, it could be felt through the cameras.

"It's a beautiful day, isn't it? A perfect day for a wedding. It honors me to be given the great privilege to be the official for this wonderful national couple. Russia and America, two nations who have seen trial and triumph alike. To know that your love has survived centuries, is indeed proof, of how love can last more than a lifetime. Knowing that the love between you two has yet to break brings hope to the world that love can indeed conquer anything. I know the world grows impatient, as do you two. Russia, would you please read your vows first?" Russia unfolded a piece of paper.

"Fredka, before I met you my life was an eternal darkness. I had few friends and was a victim of constant hate. I was feared, hated, and misunderstood. But that all changed the moment we met when you shook my hand with a strong grip and a bright smile. You had just gained independence, and many thought without the help of England you would fall. But I knew that wasn't going to happen. Because even if you were going to fall, I would have been there to keep you together. The night I fell in love with you, I knew that the world gained much more than a nation. The world gained an angel, a forgiving and selfless angel. We all watched as you grew stronger, doing that of which no nation thought possible. You touched the stars, gave us technology that would have merely been a distant fantasy, and invented medical treatments that have saved billions of lives. The greatest accomplishment, however, was melting my icy and stone heart. All the late-night talks, hours of stargazing, and memories we share are all the proof I need to know some people are just pure-hearted. Never once did you insult or bully me, you only defended me. Even during the Cold War, when insanity took over my mind, you never gave up on me. You are the truest, most compassionate person I know. You are my sunflower, my sunshine, my entire world. I look forward to spending the rest of eternity with you," Russia didn't realize he was crying until America wiped his cheek. The nations began to silently tear up, wiping them away.

"America, it is your turn" America nodded to the official and looked to Russia. He pulled out a small piece of paper and cleared his throat.

"Vanya, this journey I have made with you has been the most fulfilling part of my life. The moment I met you, I felt a sadness that I would never wish upon anybody. I saw it in your eyes first, then your smile. I wanted to change that, I wanted you to be happy. So, I became your friend. I remember the first thing you told me once we were alone was that I reminded you of a sunflower. How my bright gold hair and crystal blue eyes could lighten any occasion. How I was beautiful, more so than any other person. There were so many nights where I just thought of you. No matter what state our political relationship was in, I never once thought harsh things about you. We have been through so much together as a team, and some of those times I feared you would leave. You have always picked me up when I fell, even if it was my own dumb ass that caused me to fall," Russia and the nations chuckled as many wiped their tears, "Looking at it now, our love really has conquered every challenge. Every experience, every memory, every moment I have with you just makes me feel... Complete... The rest of my eternity looks bright so long as I have you beside me. I love you dear Vanya: more than stars, more than exploring, more than myself" At this point both Russia and America were balling their eyes out. The nations were all crying now, as the official wiped some of her tears.

"Beautiful vows from both of you. May we have the rings?" a cute piglet oinked and hunched his back, raising the pillow, "Russia, do you take America to be your husband?" she grabbed the white gold ring and handed it to Russia.

"Da, I do," Russia slipped it on America's finger.

"And America. Do you take Russia to be your husband?" she picked up the yellow gold band and placed it in Alfred's palm.

"Yes, I do," America slipped it on Russia's finger. The crowd of nations smiled, basically, everybody on Earth smiled.

"Then, by the power vested in me! I now pronounce you husbands! You may kiss your groom!" Russia pulled America into a tight embrace as they hugged closely.

The reception went marvelously and everybody had a wonderful time. However, now that they were alone in their suite, the real fun could begin.

SMUT STARTING NOW (for the rest of the chapter. also, it's not that bad)

Russia pinned America against the door, grunting furiously as he dominated Alfred's warm mouth. Russia pushed his tongue in, making America moan loudly. They both began to take off each others' clothing, finally resting on the bed. Ivan had yet to break lip contact with Alfred, getting rougher and rougher and rougher.

"Ivan! Ah fuck! Ivannnn!" Alfred moaned loudly into his husband's neck. Russia pinned America's head above his head and bit his neck, sinking his sharp canines into Alfred's soft spot. Alfred's pants began to tent, as did Ivan's. Alfred noticed his snowflake's discomfort, and gently pushed him off. He began to suck on his dick through his underwear, lapping up the precum that had soaked in. America kissed Russia's dick and pulled down his underwear with his teeth. He then began to deep throat Russia, the taller nations snagging Alfred's locks.

"Dammit you tease! I want to fuck you until dawn!" Ivan groaned as he mouth fucked him roughly. Ivan then pulled him back and looked at the glistening precum on his sunflower's lips. Ivan bit his lower lip and set Alfred on his back. He once again began to bite his neck, working his way down to the chest. Taking one of Alfred's perky nipples in his mouth, he began to suck. He then began tweaking the other one. Alfred moaned loudly.

"Vanya~" he shouted in pleasure, his dick getting harder. Ivan began to work his way down, kissing a path to America's penis. Ivan gently sucked on the tip before removing the underwear and sucking softly. He kissed America's inner thighs and finally found himself at the entrance. He began to lick the rim, "oh god~" the Ivan stuck his tongue in, licking the warm walls and lubing his lover up. Alfred was in pure ecstasy. Finally, Russia got over him.

"Are you ready sunflower?" Russia asked. America and he never broke eye contact as Russia entered him. Alfred gripped Ivan closer to him and began to pant. Ivan slowly thrusted into him, like Alfred was made of glass, "God Fredka~ You're so tight~" Ivan continued to thrust with love, getting rougher as the minutes ticked by. America's legs were trembling as Ivan hit his prostate on the dot.

"IVANNNNN~" Russia smirked, knowing he had found what he was looking for. He kept aiming at the spot until he saw America's eyes begin to roll back, "Ivan~ I'm gonna-"

"Cum for me Fredka," Russia whispered as he sped up his thrust. With one loud moan, Alfred came all over his and Ivan's chest and abs. Russia came inside America, filling him with warm seed. The two were panting wildly as America turned over.

Needless to say... Neither of them slept that night...