"Spain,you are hugging me to tightly." At night, in bed he always grabs me and to tell you the truth: I do not see why it fucking necessary. It could be that I do not let him kiss me in public but that is because not everyone needs to know that we are dating. Spain may be comfortable with his sexuality but I sure as hell am not. I guess... once... I can give in to his affection. I feel spain's arms wrap around me and lock when they meet each other. I turn over to face spain.
"There is the face that I have come to love so much!" Spain said to me in that damned cheery voice.
Why is he happy all the time? Does he have no fucking worries? I hate that bastard so much.
To prove that I hate him, I kiss him on the cheek and turnback around to face the wall again.
"Oh Roma, Boss is hurt." Spain says.
I roll my eyes; not like he could me do that.
" I am hurt right here."
I turn around to see where is talking about and his finger is pointing at his heart.
"Kiss it better?" he asks with his puppy eyes.
"Hell no. I don't want to kiss your muscular pecs." Shit, is he going think that I was complimenting him?
"Does Romano like Boss's pecs? You can see more if you like."
I frown immediately at that offer. Nope. Nope. Nope.
"Why did I even bother turning around?"
"Because you were worried about my newly obtained injury." he said.
"Like hell I was! I was just looking to see where you complaining about."
"Why don't you just turn around and go to sleep, Romano?"
"Fine! I will! Goodnight!"
Spain stops me from turning around by grabbing onto my shoulder. He then kisses my forehead.
"Goodnight, Lovino." he immediately turns around and I am just left to look at his backside.
His shoulders are quite nice I think to I lower my gaze inch by inch until I reach where the bed sheets start. I smile knowing that beneath those thin sheets, is his fine fucking ass that I do not dare touch. Goddamnit.
This make you no better than Spain you know; him and his fag touch trio. I really do not like them. Spain is the most bearable of that awful bunch. I think they are what fuels his perverted tendencies. Prussia teaches him what to say and when to say it, France shows him how to act upon it, I guess that would make Spain persistance and passion. I wonder if they ever had a three way. Oh god! Romano! What the fuck is going through your mind! Stop that kind of thinking. You know that they have! No one can talk that openly about their dick to each other and not have had sex. Yes, they have hot, steamy sex. I am nothing in comparision for Spain considering he could have France. I sighed and finally turned over to slip into a lucid dream. Heheh, this may be good tonight.