Names used: Belgium (Emmy), Italy (Feliciano), Luxembourg (Lammert), Netherlands (Marijn), Romano (Lovino), Seborga (Giordano)
Author's note: 14 Days of (Hetalia) Love Tumblr request (sweden-is-nicolas-cage): « Hello! I was wondering if I could request Romano x Belgium. There needs to be more of that pairing. :D » This is one of those pairs that I want to write but never had an idea for, so I hope this suffices in increasing the world's supply of RomaBel. Plus we're moving into the naughty portion of the 14 days and these two know how to be so bad but make it look so good.
Naughty
Lovino feels very, very naughty doing this.
And oh how he loves it.
He loves imagining how Feliciano would blush and gasp and run to his boyfriend for comfort, somehow still perplexed at his brother's ability to be intentionally not nice.
Giordano would be jealous, finally reminded without any way of refuting it that Lovino was the greatest of the Italian brothers in the ways of love.
But oh, it wasn't just his brothers he loves imagining. It's Lammert, kind, overworked Lammert, possibly walking in on them without thinking. How he'd stutter, how he'd drop his papers, how he'd stare like an animal in the road, unable to move– Lovino treasures the thought.
But none of it is as sweet as imagining high-strung Marijn Heeren walking in to find Lovino fucking his sister in the Dutchman's bed, Emmy writhing in pleasure as Lovino pounds into her. Her breasts bounce beneath him, the Italian gripping the headboard to get the best leverage. The Belgian keeps crying out in sweet delight, gasping beautiful things in so many languages. Her hands grip his thighs and hips and ass, encouraging him as she thrusts up against him until she comes, screaming so loudly the neighbors definitely hear, and Lovino doesn't think she's ever looked more gorgeous than in that moment.
It's kind of sad, in a way, when he finishes too that Marijn hadn't walked in on them. The thrill of the thought gets Lovino off and he knows it got Emmy off too, the woman loving to rile her big brother up to no end. The Italian collapses beside her and the wicked smile she has on her face, rolling up beside him, speaks volumes to how much she enjoys imagining it all with him.
"Let's leave his bed like this," she whispers, eyes searching Lovino who grins devilishly.
"Knew there was a reason I loved you so much."