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Austria picked up his glass of wine, despite already being buzzed after a few sips. He didn't have the greatest alcohol tolerance, in fact, it was so abysmally low that at some point Bavaria told him that even a human child could out-drink him. At least that's what she and others have said, not that he particularly cared though.

Other representatives seemed to be gossiping around as per usual and normally he would've joined them, but this time around he wasn't the host and didn't need to.

Taking a sip from his glass, the Archduchy savoured the warm burning sensation of it. Since it was some sort of sweet white wine, there was also a slight lingering sweet taste that was quite reminiscent of honey and various fruits. Bordeaux wine?

After a mere minute or so, he had already downed the rest of the drink, much tipsier than before, bordering drunk.
However he still wanted more, so looking around again, he caught sight of more wine bottles on a table in the corner.

The Austrian got up from his chair, unfolding his wings to help stabilise himself and strode over to that table. Fortunately no-one was near enough to be hit.

As he sat himself down on one side of the bench, he realised that there was another representative there who also had a glass of the wine in front of her. Ignoring her, as he was only there for the wine, the Archduchy poured himself more of the near clear liquid.

Just as he was about to take yet another sip, out of the corner of his eyes, he spotted a small group of states beelining for him. He was not having that today.

Instinctively he turned to the side and leaned towards the other on the bench, folding his wings up to obscure them from outside view.

Her eyes widened slightly in surprise and also seemed really flustered due to the close proximity of their faces. Cute.

The intent was to only seem like he was busy making out so that the group would leave him alone, but..

"May I?" He leaned his face even closer.

She blinked at the other incredulously at first, before slowly nodding.

Without hesitating, he nudged forward, pressing their lips together.

There was a faint hint of the wine on her lips and oddly enough, she felt colder than he had expected.

He pulled back slowly, now taking in her appearance in ernest.
She had pure white hair that was neatly braided, a stark contrast to her dark eyes that seemed to glimmer and wings in the same colour, not unlike his own, just in small and without the faint golden sparkles.
Duchy of Prussia, the Austrian figured.

"I don't see you often at such events," Austria commented.

"I usually turn down invitations," she retorted.

This drew out a little chuckle from the other.

Encircling her shoulders with his right arm, he kissed the prussian again with more fervour. She leaned forward, eyes fluttering shut.

The Austrian felt a warm blooming feeling all throughout his body, despite the coolness of his partner.

They parted again for just a moment just to catch their breathes, before interlocking once more. Prussia had her lips slightly parted and Austria quickly took the chance to slip his tongue into her mouth, eliciting a soft gasp from her.

It was easy to tell how inexperienced she was and he loved how easily she thus got flustered. The way her wings were all twitchy, the way her hands had steadied themselves on his lap at some point. God, if only he was able to have her like he did Bohemia or Hungary.

Separating yet again, they both gasped, breathless.

The Archduchy and the Duchy used this moment to simply admire the other, the silence speaking for itself.

"Archduchy of Austria."

Said Austria groaned, the fragile moment between the two broken.

The one that interrupted them, the Holy Roman Empire, continued on, "I hope you remember what I said about making out in events I host."

He lowered the wings that had kept them from public eye whilst rolling his eyes.
"I do."

"Oh and you, Duchy of Prussia, Teutonic has been searching for you," the HRE added on after noticing her.

She quickly stood up and scurried off, but not before throwing a quick glance at the Austrian.

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He never saw her again, not until around 200 years later, under a completely different circumstance.