Okay for anyone who has read my Drunken Dreams story I am going to finish it but shit happened and it screwed with me so please be patient. Anyway this is my first hetalia fiction EVER so please be nice even if just a smidge. I was inspired/asked to make this by my fellow Dollar Spain who has apparently adopted me now so yay this stories dedicated to you. I love you and hope this will be ok enough for your little Italians fetish. Srry its so short I wrote it on *surprise* practically no sleep and vanilla milkshake.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Hetalia or any of the characters. This is a yaoi boy-on-boy story so young minds and flamers please leave. Also this is Italcest so yay twins.
Yay story *falls over dead asleep*
Feliciano hummed happily to himself as he gathered the ingredients to make his favorite thing in the world, pasta. Making sure to get everything exactly right made the difference between good pasta and bad pasta, the little Italian mused. He gave a start at the sound of the cuckoo clock in the other room. He peered around the corner of the kitchen to check the time.
"Ve~ I hope Romano comes home soon, it's getting late. " Feli was just filling the pot with water when there came a polite knock from the front door; with a smile he rushed to open it. He was greeted by Spain and what appeared to be a very drunk looking big brother. Spain gave an embarrassed chuckle.
"Sorry about this. Looks like he had a little too much."Spain continued to apologize over and over as he made his way to the sofa to carefully drop off his cargo.
"Ve~ it's alright, it has happened before. What set him off this time?" Feliciano replied knowingly, smiling when he saw how cute his older brother was stone drunk. Spain shrugged.
"France said something to him. I don't know the detail other than there was a lot of swearing and calling France a 'food rapist', or whatever." Spain chuckled again.
"Can you take him from here?"He asked. Feliciano nodded at the question. It wouldn't be hard to take care of a drunkard, so long as it wasn't England.
"Ve~ Grazie for bringing him. I can take it from here." He replied cheerfully. Spain smiled and waved to the younger Italy as he walked out the door, closing it softly behind him. Feliciano heaved a soft sigh while walking over to lean down and check on Romano. Feliciano couldn't help but smile as Lovi knitted his brow and began to mumble.
"So cute fratello," he gushed, reaching out his hand to softly graze his drunken brother's cheek. A slight movement out of the corner of Feliciano's eye caught his attention, looking up he saw Romano's curl bouncing slightly as the older shifted. Feliciano knew better than anyone what happened when that hair was touched, but he was overcome with the sudden urge to just grab it. Just a little tug wouldn't hurt, right? He glanced at his brother's face, almost not believing what he was about to do.
"Lovi is still asleep so one quick tug and then I'll go make ~pasta~" Feliciano promised himself. He then reached up and lightly grasped his brother's soft curl, tugging lightly. Feli couldn't help rubbing his cheek against it when he felt exactly how soft it was. A small moan dragged him back to reality.
", mnhm" Romano moaned, a light blush dusting his cheeks. Feliciano froze, unable to move for fear of waking his older and violent sibling. He gulped loudly when Romano began to move his head slightly in his sleep, causing the curl in Feliciano's hand to be tugged once more.
"AH" Romano gasped out, panting softly. Feliciano blushed fiercely when he realized he was panting as well, and that his older brother's actions were making his pants feel just a little too tight. A unmistakable bulge also began rising for Romano.
"Lovi" Feliciano moaned breathlessly when he caught sight of his brother's problem. The younger Italy shivered, his body felt so hot. It felt hotter than the hot springs at Japan's house. Feliciano took one last nervous look at Lovino's face before leaning his head down to lightly lick the tip of the older's curl. A loud moan echoed throughout the room, Romano lightly arching his back in pleasure. Feliciano mirrored the action, now fully aroused from just watching the other Italian. He didn't hesitate to go forward and run his tongue along the full length of the hair.
"Ngh,hah" Lovino's pants and gasps soon filled the room, his chest rising and falling with the rhythm the younger had set with his hand and tongue. Feliciano groaned, reaching his other hand up he grasped his own curl, twisting and swirling it in his fingers and making stars dance in his vision, heating up his body to feverous temperatures. Feliciano could tell his brother was close by the way he clutched at the couch in his sleep, sweat glistening over his blushing face. Feli knew he was also on the brink, his member leaking and staining against his tight pants.
"Oh, Lovi" he moaned, stroking and tugging both their curls faster. Feliciano leaned forward one last time and wrapped his mouth around as much of his brother's soft curl as he could and gave it a long hard suck.
"Aaah" Romano's whole body spasmed and he came with a loud cry. Then slumped back down onto the couch, still asleep, even considering the mind-blowing orgasm he just had. Seeing his older twin orgasm triggered the younger Italy's release.
"LOVINO", Feliciano couldn't help screaming the others name in pleasured ecstasy as he came with a shudder. White danced in front of the younger twin's vision while he arched his back, clutching the edge of the sofa for support. Feliciano fell forward onto Romano's chest, falling asleep almost instantly, exhausted from such an intense release. A hand reached up and lightly caressed the younger's hair, followed by a low chuckle.
"How naughty. Taking advantage of your older brother whilst he's 'sleeping', someone needs to be punished." Romano smiled; he'd have to teach his little fratello some manners. The older twin licked his lips.
"Now, where did I put that rope?"
I'm srry if your disappointed in this. please leave any comments or thrown tomatoes in a review.