Germano

Romano cringed his teeth as he attempted to lift the heavy box off the ground and remove it from storage. "Damn! How does that stupid tomato bastard do this every day?!" Spain had left Romano in charge of the house, and its god forsaken chores, as he was on an outing with some old friends. A loser with bird shit in his hair and a scary, pedophilic, mother fucker, quite literally...

He needed help. He picked up the phone and thought a bit before dialing a number and waited for someone to pick up.

A cheerful tone sounded from the other end after only a few seconds. "Hello? Big brother Romano!?" Romano smiled lightly as he heard his fratello's voice.

"Hello Feliciano... May I speak to..." Romano's smile quickly turned to a frown and one eye twitched in annoyance as he spoke the Germans name. "Ludwig."

Italy's already happy tone became even more cheerful. "Ve~ Sure, one moment!" it was a few moments before another voice came through.

"Hello?" A deep voice said. Romano felt like the biggest dumbass in the world for contacting the stupid potato bastard.

"H-hello Ludwig... It's Lovino..." Romano mentally smacked himself for being so polite to someone who sure as hell didn't deserve it.

"Lovino? Is something the matter? You never talk to me in this tone.." The German put up his latest project and wiped the oil from his hands.

"W-well you see... Um... The stupid tomato bastard told me I had to clean the storage room and..." Romano did not want to reveal he was so weak.

Germany waited for the Italian to go on. "And?" Germany asked waiting for a response.

"I-I need help..." Romano finally stuttered out remembering to kill himself later.

Germany supressed a laugh and answered calmly. "I'll be over in a while." And waited for the Italian to speak.

"T-Th-Th... Good! Bye!" Romano hung up the phone staring at the floor, blushing. "Did I almost tell that bastard thank you!?" Romano felt sick and embarrassed at the same time as he leaned against the wall sliding down, sitting on the floor moping.

"I don't have feelings for that bastard do I!?" He blushed as he thought more and more about the subject.

Some time had passed before Ludwig was at the front door knocking lightly. "Lovino are you home?" Germany called waiting for an answer.

"Y-yes come in..." Romano called from his spot in the kitchen. Germany entered the door taking a quick look around before wandering to where Romano was seated in a chair.

"You needed help with something?" Germany stated as he stared down at the Italian.

Romano blushed as he thought of something much dirtier than what his current problem was. "Yes, um I need help removing a box from storage..." Romano got up leading the German down to the storage room. He points a finger to the box and looks at Germany expecting a laugh.

Germany walked over and huffed a little as he picked up the box with both hands and looked at Romano who was blushing for some strange reason.

Romano jumped at the thought of being caught staring at the German. It wasn't his intentions but when some one is so well built, he couldn't help but stare. "U-um bring it up here.." Leads him back up stairs as he shows him to another room and asks him to put it down there. "Thank you Ludwig..." Romano blushed at his own words as the German just stared at him.

Germany grinned as he walked over to the Italian and brushed some stray strands of hair from his face. "Don't I deserve more than a thank you?" Romano stared at him bleakly wondering what he could mean by 'more than a thank you'.

"W-what do y-" Romano was cut off as the German smashed his lips against his, kissing him roughly. Romano let out a strange yelp of surprise as the German easily slipped his tongue inside Romano's mouth, exploring the warm cavern. "Ngh, mhh..." Romano allowed the German to continue.

Germany placed a hand on Romano's hip and pulled him closer deepening the kiss, Romano tried to finally back away in need of air. Germany released Romano and watched as he stumbled back with a heavy blush shining on his cheeks.

"W-what was that for?!" Romano tried to attempt to make an angry expression , but the blush remained planted and his face was in shock.

"What? Is that not what you wanted?" Germany smirked as he lightly stroked Romano's curl suppressing a small moan from the Italian.

Romano clamped his mouth shut at the sound of the strange noise. Germany teasingly stroked Romano's curl repeatedly as Romano tried harder and harder to suppress the noises but could no longer hold it in and released a mewl.

"Do you like this Lovi?" Germany asked seducivly. As he glanced at Romano the Italian blushed as he looked up at the German.

"Y-yes." Romano blushed and looked up at the German, who was still grabbing the sensitive curl.

Germany smirked as he tugged on the Italian's curl causing him to make more noises then stopped and looked at the Italian. "On your knees." The German said clearly.

Romano obeyed the order and sat himself up on his knees looking upwards to face the German. Germany then unzipped his pants revealing his member and grinned.

"Suck." The German ordered as he tugged on Romano's curl again.

"W-what..." As Romano hesitated Germany tugged harder on his curl. Romano resisted a bit longer before leaning forward and licking the tip of Germany's member as Germany smiled in approval. After a moment of licking Romano put most of Germany's member in his mouth and sucked hard causing the German to groan in pleasure.

Germany thrusted a few times causing Romano to gag as he deep throated Germany's vital regions. Romano continued until Germany released in his mouth. Romano swallowed as much of it as he could, allowing some to drip down the corner of his lip and down his chin.

"Good." Germany smiled wide as he grabbed Romano bringing him to the closest surface, which happened to be a dresser, and throwing him on it. Germany easily stripped Romano of his clothing.

Romano's eyes widened at what was happening and struggled a bit before Germany positioned himself in front of his entrance, entering him hard with no lube. The Italian let out a scream in a mix of pain and pleasure all at once. "L-Ludwig!" Romano moaned his name as Germany pumped in and out of him at a hard and fast pace. "Ah! Ahh!" Romano let out loud and satisfying noises as the German continued.

Germany moaned as he reached his climax and came inside Romano as the Italian screamed in what Germany thought of as pleasure. Beads of sweat rolled down Germany's forehead as he got out of Romano and left him there, some of his own seed covering his stomach.

Romano lay panting on the top of the dresser, now covered by the mess they made. Germany looked at Romano smiling before he zipped his pants and walked toward the door and turned back to Romano. "Any time you need anything just call." Germany smiled as he walked out th door, greeted by Spain.

"Oh, Ludwig! What are you doing here?" The cheerful Spaniard asked. Germany just looked at him and smirked. "Well?"

"Oh, I was just helping Romano with a problem." Germany then walked off.

"O-okay! Bye Ludwig thanks for helping my little tomato!" Spain skipped into the house to find a now half dressed Romano. "What did you need help with?"

"Oh just lifting a box." The Italian showed Spain the box as they opened it to reveal containers of fish oil.

Spain stared at the contents before smiling happily and exclaiming cheerfully, "So that's where that stuff was!"