okay. So this is a little story i wrote for the GerIta Secret Santa thing. It has a lemon. A yaoi lemon. It might be kinda bad because I've never written a yaoi lemon and i have only ever written a hetero lemon once. Well... enjoy.
The wind was blowing. Not a harsh wind, but it was strong enough to successfully tousle Germany's hair out of its usual placement. Italy let out a cute giggle at the sight, the wind also tugging at his red hair. The couple had been out on a picnic date. They had sat in the peaceful green meadow that they still resided in and ate a picnic that Italy had packed. At seeing his messed up hair Italy had slyly crawled into Germany's lap and pushed the blonde's bangs back into place in a vain effort.
Germany blushed lightly — almost imperceptibly — at his boyfriend's actions. Still, Germany moved a work calloused hand to pet Italy's hair; he purposefully brushed over that one curl as he went. This coaxed a moan from the redhead's throat.
Italy raised both hands and fisted them gently in Germany's hair. Germany moved and gently laid Italy down in the grass; he shifted and straddled the Italian. He then leant down and took the erogenous curl into his mouth. Italy moaned louder as Germany toyed with the curl with his tongue. Germany gently nipped at the curl, humming to vibrate it further.
"Germany~" Italy moaned lustily.
Germany sucked on the curl insistently, exciting more beautiful moans and groans from his lover.
SNAP!
Germany pulled back and removed the hair from his mouth, baffled.
"Well… That's never happened befo—" Germany was cut off suddenly as Italy flipped them over with surprising strength and sudden vigor.
"You're all mine now, bello~" Italy whispered, softly, lustily.
The German shivered in response as the redhead slowly, seductively undressed him. Germany reached up and began undressing Italy in return. Suddenly Italy plunged down, his lips crashing onto the blonde's. He trailed his tongue across Germany's bottom lip and was in turn granted entrance. Their tongues danced and explored each other's mouths with great extent.
They broke apart, gasping for air. Italy trailed his hands down the blonde's muscular chest and abs then curled them around Germany's erect member. The German moaned at the contact.
"You like that don't you?" Italy's eyes were clouded with lust. Italy stuck three fingers to the German's lips.
"Suck," he commanded.
Hesitantly, the German obeyed. He had never played this role before. He had never bottomed. How did it feel? Did it hurt? He sucked on Italy's fingers, licking them and toying at them with his tongue. Why did this feel so natural to him? He'd always thought himself dominant.
Then the redhead removed his fingers from Germany's mouth and slowly pushed them into the blonde's hole. Germany moaned. It didn't hurt. It felt amazing. Italy slowly moved his fingers, spreading them and closing them teasingly as he stretched the German's entrance. Germany could only moan louder.
The blonde involuntarily whined when Italy removed his fingers.
"Quiet, bello~. What I'm about to give you is much better~," Italy slowly pressed his tip to Germany's stretched entrance. Germany moaned loudly. Italy pushed his length into Germany and soon began to thrust. Germany moaned and bucked his hips in time to the Italian's ever increasing thrusts.
Italy moaned at the contact he loved and craved, speeding up his thrusting even more. Then the blonde let out a low moan and came on the redhead's stomach.
"I'm not finished yet~," Italy chimed in a sexy low tone as he continued to thrust. He moaned sweetly, lowly as he released his seed inside the German blonde. He slowly pulled out, panting.
"Ti amo, Germania," Italy whispered lowly. His voice as soft and sincere as the breeze that floated through the empty forest meadow.
"Ich liebe dich, Italien," Germany replied, just as softly.
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