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Dinner or Dessert?	By : MidnightxBluexBlack Category: +G to L > Hetalia: Axis Powers Views: 3713 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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"Lovi, are you home?" a certain Spaniard called as he entered the Italian's house anyway, letting himself in. "Boss has come to visit you!" He walked through the entrance way slowly, keeping an ear out for his cute Lovino, only to freeze suddenly when the door at the end of the hall opened, and who should emerge but Romano, rubbing a towel through his dripping hair, body naked and dripping, save for a single white towel wrapped around his waist.

Spain couldn't help but watch as Romano continued drying his hair, oblivious to the man standing in his hallway, and it was such a sight to behold. The light glinting off the Italian's slim, supple, wet body made Lovino look positively enticing. Before the Spaniard had much more time to go anywhere else with his thoughts, he sensed a subtle change in the air, and he realized Romano had stopped moving, finally noticing him. "Wh-What the hell are you doing here?" he demanded, eyes wide, red in the face as his sudden blush spread all the way up to his ears.

"Obviously, Boss came to visit you, Lovi," Spain answered, a smile spreading across his face. "You're all wet!"

"Of course I'm wet, I just took a shower, you idio--" Romano cut off suddenly, his body going stiff as a pair of tan, Spanish arms pulled him into a tight hug, hands absently running up his naked back.

"Ah, Lovi, when I see you like this, how am I supposed to resist?" the Spaniard whispered, lips brushing against Romano's ear, making the Italian melt into his arms with a quiet moan.

"See? You can't resist, either," Antonio chuckled softly. Romano opened his mouth to give some kind of retort, but before he could, Spain met his lips with his own, pulling the Italian into a deep kiss. Romano's eyes widened for a moment, red painting itself across his cheeks once again before giving in, returning the Spaniard's kiss, tentatively at first, and then growing more eager, wrapping his arms around Antonio's shoulders to close more of the distance between them.

Antonio couldn't help but let his hands wander as he continued kissing the blushing Italian in his arms. He let his fingers snake his way into Lovino's hair, gently scraping along his scalp, his other hand slipping down his back, stopping teasingly at the point where flesh met cotton. He could feel Romano shiver beneath his touch. It wasn't much longer before he pulled away slightly so that he could properly admire the red-faced, panting Italian, lips slightly parted, need written in his eyes.

"Bedroom. Now," Lovino ordered, fists clutched in Spain's shirt, and Antonio was happy to oblige, lifting the Italian into his arms, carrying him off to the bedroom where he deposited Romano onto the bed. The Italian eagerly pulled him down, his cool hands slipping under the Spaniard's shirt, tracing lines over his heated skin, and Spain could feel a shiver shooting down his spine.

"You're so eager today, Lovi," he breathed as he paused, mouth just out of reach of Romano's lips, teasing one of the Italian's nipples with his hand.

"J-Just kiss me already, dammit," Romano moaned, earning another teasing smile from Antonio.

"As you wish, my lovely Lovi," he murmured, before leaning down and kissing every inch of Italian skin that was not Romano's lips. He kissed from Romano's chin down to his neck, his collar bone, shoulders, slowly, tantalizingly making his way down his lover's body, pausing to suck teasingly on each of the Italian's erect nipples before making his way lower. "This towel is in the way, Lovi..."

Spain removed the offending cloth before Romano could even think to tell him not to, and the Spaniard paused to admire the beauty that was Lovino's body, completely bare and laid out before him. He didn't waste too much more time, though, before leaning down and slowly taking Romano's already formed erection into his mouth, earning a tantalizing moan from the Italian below him, feeling his lovers fingers tangling themselves in his hair as he began to bob up and down, suddenly taking in Lovino's entire length and receiving a strangled gasp of pleasure in return.

Feeling sufficiently encouraged, Spain continued his actions, loving every moan, mewl and keening whine he earned from Romano's willing body as he continued to swallow his lover’s erection over and over, working his tongue up and down the shaft, tasting the head, teasing and toying at times, passionate and almost rough at others, cherishing every time Lovino responded in kind, his grip tightening and loosening in the Spaniard’s curly brown hair, the sound of his moans getting louder and softer, almost like the coming of the tide.

While he worked, he slipped a single finger into the Italian's entrance, hearing Romano's gasp from somewhere above him, feeling the Italian's fingers tighten their grip in his hair as he added another finger and began to move them to the same rhythm as his mouth.

"Ah... Sp-Antonio, I-I'm going to--" Romano groaned, hands fisting in Spain's hair as he came into the Spaniard's mouth. Spain swallowed the milky while liquid, removing his fingers from the Italian's hole, taking his time to lick Romano clean before moving to the Italian's mouth, kissing him deeply, a string of cum dribbling down his chin. Romano reached up, wrapping his arms once again around the Spaniard’s shoulders, pulling him in closer. Soon, Spain had pulled away again, only to deliver hundreds of small kisses to the Italian's neck, sucking on his skin there, hoping to leave a mark, before positioning himself over his lover. "Are you ready, Lovi?"

Spain earned a slow nod from his red-faced lover, the Italian apparently (adorably) too flustered for words at the moment. He leaned down one last time, placing a gentle kiss on Lovino's forehead, before thrusting slowly into the Italian's entrance, filling him, reveling in the tightness of Romano's body around him. "Ah, Lovi, you feel so good," Antonio moaned, kissing the Italian once again as he began to move, exiting almost to the tip before thrusting in again, earning a loud moan from Romano in the process, and starting a steady rhythm.

Antonio burned with passion as he heard the small sounds that forced themselves from the Italian’s throat grow steadily louder, more desperate, felt Lovino start thrusting his hips underneath him, pushing the Spaniard's length deeper and deeper inside of him, earning a longing moan from Antonio himself. Romano's hands gripped his lover's back and shoulders for support as Spain started to move more quickly inside of him, hands wandering shamelessly across the Italian's body, stroking all of Lovino's most sensitive places, earning wet moans and grunts with each new thrust, keening with need and desire.

It wasn't much longer before Antonio could feel all of that heat gathering in one spot, and he came inside of his lover, body shuddering as he thrust deeply a few more times, riding out the length of his orgasm before collapsing onto Lovino's heaving body. They looked each other in the eyes for a moment before their lips met in a deep, passionate kiss, Spain holding Romano close. This slowly dissolved into softer, more chaste kisses and pecks as they shared whispered words of love between them.

Spain eventually rolled off of the Italian, gathering him into his arms and holding him close, pressing their foreheads together so that he could more easily look into Lovino's captivating eyes. Hours seemed to pass like that, comfortable in each others arms, soft kisses and soft words exchanged between them before Romano finally broke the gentle silence between them. "So, what did you even come over for in the first place?" he questioned, voice curious. Antonio smiled.

"Ah, my dear Lovi, I forgot," Spain responded with a smile, kissing his Italian on the nose. "I came over to invite you out to dinner, but I seem to have skipped straight to dessert!" Romano's face reddened brighter than a tomato, and he stuttered, trying to formulate some kind of response, leaving Antonio to wonder just how he could have been lucky enough to win the heart of such a perfect man.

~THE END~
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