Don't Own Hetalia! Just saying...and also, Rated M, purely smut i believe, unless there's a more meaningful story behind it, which could happen...anyways, enjoy!

Lollipop Luxury~

Fucking hell, I always hated these stupid-ass meetings! They get on my damn nerves, nobody does shit anyways! Why the fuck do I have to go? Just cause I'm a fucking nation?! I'm only half! Veneziano should go; he's at least the one that most people remember! I mean, shit–

"Ve~ fratello! Don't worry about the world meeting today! I'll go, okay?" Speak of the devil…Veneziano popped his head out from doorway into the hotel room Romano was staying in.

"O-oh. Yeah sure, go for it. Not like I wanted to go anyways!" Even though I was already half-dressed…

Since North Italy and South Italy were basically two halves of one whole country, they didn't both need to go to the same world meeting. It would also save room if only one 'twin' went, preferably the less obnoxious, and sweeter one. So they divided the meetings evenly between them, except for the times when Italy just had to be in the same room as his "Doitsu" 24/7. Like now. Stupid German potato bastard.

Eh, well now I can actually check out the hotel without all those annoying fuckturds around. Maybe flirt with some of the waitresses. Maybe Antonio–Oh shit!

Romano sprung up from his position on the bed. He'd almost forgotten that today was Spain's birthday! Fuck that idiot will definitely whine at me all day if I don't show up to the meeting. Some stupid shit about how getting to see me in such an unexciting meeting would be the best present. Idiot. He was just about to walk out the door when he remembered that Veneziano had already taken his place. He could go anyways, but he didn't want to hear shit from the other nations about taking up more space than necessary. And the others would most likely question his motives for being there. Usually he tried everything he could to stay away.

Fuck. Well I guess I'll just have to improvise.

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Spain walked down the long hallway towards the double doors at the end, thinking about the meeting ahead. He hated these things as much as anyone, but seeing Romano made it all better.

Ay mi tomate! Qué lindo es–

He was interrupted from his thoughts by the sound of a voice whispering to him

"Dios?"

"Yes you dumbfuck it's fucking Jesus. Now get your ass over here!" Spain quickly walked to the closet he'd heard the voice coming from, now recognizing it as Romano's.

"Que quieres? Estas bien?" He looked Romano over, noticing nothing particular out of the ordinary. Well, except for the suit, which was a lot lighter than his usual black attire.

"I'm fine bastard. It's just well…um." Uh oh. Romano hadn't gone this far into his plan yet. Now he was having trouble articulating to Spain what he wanted. Maybe he should start at the beginning.

"Well it's just that today's the world meeting and um…Veneziano offered to go and I said yes without thinking but…well…ah fuck it! Today's your birthday and you said you wanted me here, so here I am bastard!" Spain looked down at the blushing face of his boyfriend, a little stunned by the emotional outburst. He chuckled.

"You came all the way here just to tell me that? Ay Romano te amo, mucho." He opened up his arms, pulling the red and reluctant nation into them. "I love you."

"Yeah, yeah just shut up. Now I'm late for my siesta so let me go so I can leave." He tried pulling away, but Spain just held him closer.

"Aw but I don't want to let you go!" he squeezed him tighter for emphasis. "Please, just come to the meeting? I'll feel a lot better knowing mi tomate is there! Maybe then I won't fall asleep like Greece."

"No idiot, I already told you Veneziano was going so I don't have to. "

Spain finally released the younger nation from his chokehold, but didn't let him get very far away. "Well many people have mistaken you for Italy sometimes."

Romano looked up at the mischievous glint in his boyfriend's eye. "Are you saying I should pose as Veneziano for the meeting? That would never work! When Veneziano really does come through those fucking doors, then what will I do?! Idiota!"

"Wait Romano, it'll be fine! It's just to get you through the doors! Then I'll hide you underneath the table with Boss. How about it? Yeah?"

It still seemed like a bad idea to Romano. If he got caught, he would die of embarrassment. But Spain only used the nickname 'boss' when he really wanted something. And it was his birthday…

"Argh fine! I can't believe I'm going along with this. But what about this?" he said, pointing to his curl. "Veneziano's is on the other side, and I'm pretty sure some people will notice."

"Oh that! Don't worry. Just stay still for a second."

Spain grasped the unruly curl by the end, eliciting a gasp from the Italian.

"Spain what the fuck?!"

"Just hold still!" He quickly pulled it to the other side of Romano's head, hoping to suppress any suggestive feelings that could erupt from touching the nation's erogenous zone. No such luck. With just that little motion, Spain had Romano panting, his knees wobbling from the waves of pleasure attacking his senses.

"Spain." He moaned out, loudly. "Hurry up." His breaths came faster and shorter.

"Esperate." Quickly losing his own control, Spain looked around for something he could use to keep the lock of hair in place. Glue? No…Stapler? No…aha Tape!

Keeping his hold on the curl, the Spanish nation reached across the small closet to the Tape that was conveniently place across the whole freaking room. Seriously?!

When he'd finally gotten a piece of it, Romano was on his knees, panting, lustful sounds falling from his red lips.

"…Romano." Spain swallowed hard at the sexyimage Romano made there on the floor. If he didn't have a meeting to go to right now…there were a lot of things he would do to the Italian nation if he had the time.

A/N: Hey y'all! Well I wanted to write another Spamano fic! Cause I read somewhere that today is Spain's birthday…don't know if it's true but whatever, might as well celebrate it today anyways! So yeah, Happy Birthday Spain! XD and to all those who follow me…I am sooo terribly sorry! T^T I'll update a story one day…maybe…but right now I'm focusing on finishing Emotionless before I move onto something else…this was just a one-shot I had in my head for today, that is sooo not over! Haha but I already have most of the second part done, and this seemed like a good enough place to stop so this is what you get…I don't know where the title came from so don't ask -_- maybe later…so yeah enjoy and I'll upload part 2 tomorrow or day after maybe. Yeah! Go Spamano!