HUFISDHJKDSF IF YOU GOT AN EMAIL SAYING I UPDATED IGNORE IT. I SIMPLY FUCKED UP WHEN REPLACING/UPDATING CONTENT OF ALREADY EXISTING CHAPTERS! *Edit explains WHAT I edited/replaced*
A/N: Heyy~~~ Long time since I've uploaded... like 3 months? Eh, I just didn't have anything good to upload. Well, now I'm back, and I might keep up with the story. I really like it xD
Summary? Mainly follows the life of the Italy brothers and Spain, because Spain's their best friend. It's a smutty Rom-com, because ruining their lives without any fluff is always fun...
There will be all sorts of pairings in this story, but in this chapter it's just Itacest. Yeah, just Itacest.
IMPORTANT: A lot of it is in a foreign language, but mostly Spanish and Italian. It's optimal for the bilingual who also speaks one of these languages, preferably Spanish, thanks to the closeness of the two languages, but I tried to make it easy to read. Here's how it works:
"Original text here," original text here.
"Translated text here," original text that was in English to begin with here.
So basically, I alternated the original and the translations. You'll get it once you see it. I used so much of the two languages because I think they're sexier than English. That's all, really.
For the Italian text I used Google translate, for the German I used my German friend in Germany, and for the Spanish and English I used me. I apologize in advance for any deadly Italian mistakes or any typos otherwise. I proofread as I write. If you speak Spanish and you find fault in my writing, please correct me, for I'm just now learning how to write in Spanish (yep, I'm a bilingual who speaks Spanish but didn't write it). I would actually like to learn my own language as properly as I have been learning English. Particularly, pay attention to my Spaniard Spanish (aka the vosotros stuff; I don't have conversational practice with that). You'd think a Spaniard would know... I blame America. Why? Because I'd rather blame him than blame myself.
EDIT: Thanks so much Konoe for those Italian translations! That's really appreciated!
Warnings: Lemons, foreign languages, cold pasta, Spaniard timing, Romano, cursing, and yandere!Italy/rough!Italy, who's also uke-Italy. Yep, a seme-uke-Italy.
"Fratello! Fratello!" The younger Italian cried as he tried to get Lovino's attention. "La pasta sta per essere fredda!" Still not having come down, Feliciano went to investigate. He climbed up the stairs, heading for his brother's room. Upon opening the door, he found… a sleeping Lovino.
"Brother! Brother!" The younger Italian cried as he tried to get Lovino's attention."The pasta's going to get cold!" Still not having come down, Feliciano went to investigate. He climbed up the stairs, heading for his brother's room. Upon opening the door, he found… a sleeping Lovino.
"Oh, Fratello… sempre sonnellini…" Feli murmured to himself, chuckling. He watched his brother sleep, thinking to himself just how sexy he looked, his hair all over his fine complexion. And so, he tiptoed toward Lovino, and he leaned down to his brother's ear, whispering in a husk tone, "Fratello… la pasta ti aspetta…"
"Oh brother… always napping…" Feli murmured to himself, chuckling. He watched his brother sleep, thinking to himself just how sexy he looked, his hair all over his fine complexion. And so, he tiptoed toward Lovino, and he leaned down to his brother's ear, whispering in a husk tone, "Brother… the pasta awaits you…"
Lovino grunted slightly, starting to wake up from his nap. "Fratellino?"
"Si, caro…" Feli breathed into his ear, starting to trace his lips down Lovi's neck.
"Yes, love…" Feli breathed into his ear, starting to trace his lips down Lovi's neck.
Lovino became fully awake at his brother's gentle touch, but instead of running to the main dish, he decided to stay around for dessert first. "se sará fredda, la riscalderremo ..."
Lovino became fully awake at his brother's gentle touch, but instead of running to the main dish, he decided to stay around for dessert first. "If it gets cold, we'll heat it up…"
"Vero… molto vero…" Feli hummed as he carefully placed his lips atop Lovi's. "Diciamo solo si trovano qui ... insieme ..." As he slammed kiss after kiss, Lovi couldn't resist the uncontrollable urge to turn his fratello over, for him to top. As it always is with these two, a constant fight for dominance.
"True… very true…" Feli hummed as he carefully placed his lips atop Lovi's. "Let's just stay here… together…" As he slammed kiss after kiss, Lovi couldn't resist the uncontrollable urge to turn his fratello over, for him to top. As it always is with these two, a constant fight for dominance.
Lovi currently atop, Feli decided to be bottom, let fratello have his fun, for now, as a good fratellino would do… Lovi understood this more than well, and he quickly removed his younger brother's shirt, using only his mouth. He trailed down his precious fratellino, leaving the ghost of his kisses.
Once he reached the pants, he hadn't a choice but to be gone with them. Impatient, he chose to remove these with his hands, and as he pulled them down, along with Feli's boxers, he used his mouth's full potential on Feli's exposed cock. Lick after lick, rolling his tongue here and there. Sometimes he'd even nibble on the tip, not stopping until he heard his name cried out. He kept teasing his brother so, pumping with his mouth, harder and harder, until Feli came through. He swallowed the cum as if it were a fine Italian wine, delighting in the taste, and continued on, until his brother finally cried,
"Maledizione, Lovi, mi cazzo già!" Lovi only smirked and came back up to meet with his brother, face to face, only a centimeter away. He knew what his brother wanted, and so he wouldn't give it.
"Goddamnit, Lovi, fuck me now!" Lovi only smirked and came back up to meet with his brother, face to face, only a centimeter away. He knew what his brother wanted, and so he wouldn't give it.
"Nuh uh uh, mio fratellino carissimo…" he murmured, slipping three fingers into Feli's mouth. "sai cosa viene prima…" And so, he flipped Feli over and slowly inserted these same three fingers up the younger's ass, meanwhile sucking on his neck from behind. In and out the little toys went, he not even bothering to put them in one by one, impatient himself to get his member in.
"Nuh uh uh, my dearest little brother…" he murmured, slipping three fingers into Feli's mouth. "You know what comes first…" And so, he flipped Feli over and slowly inserted these same three fingers up the younger's ass, meanwhile sucking on his neck from behind. In and out the little toys went, he not even bothering to put them in one by one, impatient himself to get his member in.
When he believes his Feli about to come again, he takes his fingers out and replaces them with his shaft, thrusting it toward that spot he knew so well, hearing his name every time it was hit. Harder and harder he thrust, and more and more his brother's back arched. Soon enough, both of them cummed, coincidentally at the same time. Feeling satisfied at last, Lovi left Feli's hole, emptying the small void, and he lied next to his brother, taking a quick rest. Feli joined in on his fratello, pressing atop his chest.
Right as Lovi started to come to peace, however, his eyes already closed, he felt the warm lips crash against his. Although he had been what he considered rough with Feli, he knew he was now up against a post-Nazi's ex, on top of a current Mafian.
Feliciano was quick to swirl his tongue into Lovi's mouth, and just as quick to remove it. He soon found his way to one of Lovi's soft spots, right on his neck. He kissed it once, briefly, and then he sucked violently, and thoroughly. A vampire couldn't have done better. Lovi did his best to stifle his moans, but in the end, he couldn't resist, like his fratellino had.
Feli continued down his big brother, leaving a slight trail of spit behind. When he reached the end of the road, he'd begun to suck on Lovi's cock, swishing his tongue around it and singing an Italian lullaby. Not satisfied with Lovi's pitched breathing and stifled whimpers, he bit down on the tip. Hard. This earned him a tremendously loud, "Dio mio, Feli!"
A smirk came across Feliciano's face as he felt the white liquid ooze into his mouth. When it was all out, all cleaned up, he moved to his brother's hole. Here, he made quick work of fucking it with his tongue. In and out it went, humming all the while. His brother but whimpered. Then he took four wet fingers and jabbed them up Lovi's ass. He thrust them back and forth incredibly fast, hitting his brother's sweet spot every time. In turn, Lovi had been moaning and groaning profanities, enjoying every hit. Just as Feli was about to insert his own Tower of Pisa instead, a voice had ungraciously interrupted them.
In reality, the sound was actually a whimper, coming from the open bedroom door. Ever since Lovi had been working on Feli's Pisa, they were being watched by a Spaniard with really, really bad timing.
The Italians glared in his direction, and all poor, previously amused Antonio could do was gaze back at them, with a blank, lost expression. "H-hola…. C-c-como están…." Was all that he could mutter, and in a whimpy tone, thanks to his boner.
"Que coño estás haciendo aquí?" Lovino shouted harshly as he shielded his little brother, grabbing for the sheets.
"What the fuck are you doing here?" Lovino shouted harshly as he shielded his little brother, grabbing for the sheets.
"Se te olvido de esta noche? A las siete?" And it hit Lovi: he forgot that he invited Antonio over for Friday's movie night. But wait, Feli invited the potato bastards, too…
"Did you forget about tonight? Seven o'clock?" And it hit Lovi: he forgot that he invited Antonio over for Friday's movie night. But wait, Feli invited the potato bastards, too…
Lovi had reached for his cellphone on the nightstand, which had ten missed calls from said guest, and noticed three things: one, a text from half an hour ago saying that Toni was on his way; two, it was 6:15; and three, his phone was on silent, in order to keep his siesta undisturbed. He knew this was all his fault for being negligent with his phone, but he'd still blame Toni. "Quien coño te dijo a venir tan fucking temprano? Dime, quien fue el cabrón?"
Lovi had reached for his cellphone on the nightstand, which had ten missed calls from said guest, and noticed three things: one, a text from half an hour ago saying that Toni was on his way; two, it was 6:15; and three, his phone was on silent, in order to keep his siesta undisturbed. He knew this was all his fault for being negligent with his phone, but he'd still blame Toni. "Who the fuck told you to come so fucking early? Tell me, who was the asshole?"
Most people would have taken insult at such remarks, but Toni knew his best friend was admitting it was actually his fault. "Ahahahaha, no te apures, Lovinito~"
Most people would have taken insult at such remarks, but Toni knew his best friend was admitting it was actually his fault. "Ahahahaha, don't worry, Lovinito~"
Lovi was flustered at this and, red as a tomato, he cried out, "Chigi! No me llames así!"
Lovi was flustered at this and, red as a tomato, he cried, "Chigi! Don't call me that!"
Toni couldn't help but laugh. Upon opening his eyes, however, he did notice how sexy his friend looked. With this, an idea struck his perverted mind… "Tú sabes… si vosotros quereís, yo puedo ayudar con lo que estabais haciendo…."
Toni couldn't help but laugh. Upon opening his eyes, however, he did notice how sexy his friend looked. With this, an idea struck his perverted mind… "You know… if you guys want, I can help with what you were doing…"
"No!" Lovino protested. "Ahora, baje coño, que nos tenemos que cambiar y fucking limpiarnos de esta mierda!"
"No!" Lovino protested. "Now, go downstairs damnit; we have to change and clean off this fucking shit!"
Antonio followed Lovi's orders and went down to the living room. Meanwhile, Lovi collapsed back onto his bead. "Perché… perché Feliciano…"
Antonio followed Lovi's orders and went down to the living room. Meanwhile, Lovi collapsed back onto his bead. "Why… why Feliciano…"
Feli kissed his brother on the cheek reassuringly and answered, smiling, "Non preoccuparti, Lovi, non è un grosso problema."
Feli kissed his brother on the cheek reassuringly and answered, smiling, "Don't worry, Lovi, it's not a big deal."
He sighed and agreed, "Suppongo che avete ragione ," smiling ever so slightly.
He sighed and agreed, "I suppose you're right," smiling ever so slightly.
"Questo è lo spirito! Ora, andiamo a vestirci," Feli giggled.
"That's the spirit! Now, let's go get dressed," Feli giggled.
Off they went to go shower, change, and clean the mess they made before another guest discovered it. While it was okay for Toni to know, it would only mean senseless taunting from Gilbert and serious astonishment from Ludwig. Plus, Lovino had a serious problem with letting those two know anything about him and his private life.
A/N: yep, well, there you have it. Chapter 2 has no smut in it, it's about the insane things that happen between the Germans, the Italians, and the Spaniard. Actually, there might be smut, if Luddy and Lovi get drunk~~~ the implications of smut are definitely there.
One question: Should Lovi be single (which means a hook-up with the awesome Prussia), or should he be in a free relationship with Belgium? Eh, maybe you have a better idea for this guy's love life! All I know so far is that Spain's with France, Feli's single, and Belgium is either Germany's or Romano's, but she'd be naughty either way. Oh, and Prussia's single.
See ya! R&R Please, and if you have anything you'd like to see later on, please do tell!