Italy can't science

It was a usual day for Italy and Germany. After their usual classes, Germany decided to help Italy do some physics. Let's face it, Italy can't do it. Seriously, equations aren't his type. In an empty science lab, Germany showed the feeble Italian how to overcome his troubles. As much as Italy didn't understand, he tried to get his head around what Germany was saying.

"Germany, is this right?" he asked after doing the questions Germany had found for him to do. He sat beside him and examined his work. His blue eyes flickered back and forth through his glasses as he read the Italians childish handwriting. He pulled a face of thought.

"Nein, not quite" he said firmly, Italy frowned and tapped his pen. Germany saw his frown and patted his shoulder to comfort him.

"Don't vorry, it just takes practice" he said in a strangely soft and comforting voice. Italy looked up at him with a big grin and nodded.

"Grazi!" he said with hope in his tone, Germany smiled and drew out some more work for Italy except made it more simpler for his mind to process. Germany helped Italy all he could, he hated to see him struggle and give up because he can't do it. In that case, he offered to help Italy in anything he struggled with.

"Ja, it's fine" he said and handed him the paper. For a second, Italy read it and simply stared at Germany's neat handwriting.

"Ci~ I'll try it" he said with such enthusiasm, Germany nodded and continued with his own work. Next to him, he could hear the scratching of Italy's pencil. Discretely, he smiled to himself and solved his own equations. To him, he could do it so naturally like he born to do physics. However Italy was the total opposite, he would complain how difficult it is and give up. This made Germany upset and he gave his all to made him happy again.

After a few minutes, he felt a tug on his shirt. When he turned to look, Italy held the paper to show Germany he had finished.

"I did it!" he exclaimed like a child showing their drawing to their parents, Germany examined it again and then nodded with a smile.

"Ver gut" Germany said and set the paper down. Italy shuffled his stool closer and embraced his German friend. His head snuggled against his chest in order to listen to the gentle heart beat of Germany. It was one of the many things about Germany that kept Italy at peace. For a second, Germany paused at his sudden move but then pulled him closer.

"Grazie, I'd be lost if you didn't help me" he sang, the blonde man blushed and adjusted his glasses.

"Ja, it's fine..." he voice trailed away, Italy felt warm underneath him. His skin soft against his, gently, his hair ruffled against Germany's shirt. Should he... Could he dare himself to plant a little kiss on Italy? What if Italy got scared and ran away? He resisted the urge and swallowed the lump in his throat to rid his dirty thoughts.

"Germany, why are you blushing?" he asked so suddenly making Germany jump slightly, was his blush that noticeable?

"No reason-" he said.

"Are you sure? Are you ill or do you like it when I hug you?" He asked a million question at once making Germany blush more as Italy shuffled even closer. His warm breath drifted down Germany's neck sending him that little bit wild. He exhaled heavily and rolled his head back.

"Italy..." he began, Italy watched him for minute then sat over his lap. His fingers playing with Germany's tie. Italy may have worked out what Germany wanted, he loosened his tie and wrapped his arms around his neck.

"Germany?" he asked, his sudden voice made Germany respond with a grunt.

"Ti amo" he muttered, Germany didn't quite catch what he said but he smiled. Italy snuggled his head against his chest, his heart beat increasing each second. Unbeknownst to Italy, Germany had this tight feeling in his pants. He mentally cursed himself. If a professor came in now, they would be dead men.

"Ja?" he responded in hopes he didn't agree to anything embarrassing. Italy leaned back and quickly kissed his red cheeks. The second of his lips making contact with Germany, he wanted more of it. He didn't care they were in a science lab, he wanted... Needed more.

"Italy?" he asked, making the Italian look at him with big brown eyes, they had so much innocence in them. How adorable, Germany smiled again before blushing ever more.

"K-kiss me" he said firmly, Italy didn't believe what he was hearing. Was Germany really asking him to kiss him? With pleasure, he leaned down and molded his lips with his German friend who seemed to respond with enthusiasm. Germany may be a little rough but he gently pulled at the curl in Italy's hair. Making Italy grind his hips against Germany, his penis slowly becoming erect from Germany's gentle touching of his curl. As weird as it is, nobody ever touches his curl. Their erections grinded together, making them both groan in the kiss. Germany's hair had fallen out of its usual tidy appearance and Italy was working on his shirt.

When the parted for air, Italy's lips were wet with Germany from his roughness. He loved how rough he was, it got him more excited. As the button popped open, his hands ghosted up his chest as he planted kisses on his body. Under Italy's lips, the well toned muscle was hard and solid but his skin warm and soft. Germany groaned as he moved upwards, his pants grew tighter and more adrenaline pumped through him. Soon, Italy licked over his hardened nipples, sending Germany more crazy. His teeth clenched together to stop him from groaning, it would surely be heard through the whole science corridor. Gently, his tongue lapped over, his pants were so tight it was painful. Suddenly, Italy's spare hand ran his thumb over the over side. His hips grinding against his aroused friend.

"Italy... It hurts..." he managed to chock out, Italy released himself and saw what Germany meant. His eyes popped open slightly then he looked at Germany's flushed expression.

"Stand up" he said, climbing from German's lap and then took off his woolen vest top. Slowly, Germany stood up and leaned back against the table, wondering what Italy was going to do. He stood very close to Germany, their lips nearly touching. His deep brown eyes met his cold icy blue eyes. To Germany's surprise, Italy's hands unfasten his belt and pants.

"I'll make it stop hurting Germany" he whispered, he looked slightly startled. What on earth is he going to do?! What ever it was, Germany sure was interested. After Italy had pulled the zip down agonizingly slow, his hand slithered down Germany pants. His skin was hot and smooth however he traveled further down to find Germany's problem.

"Vhat...? How...?" he couldn't word anything properly, his head was a hot mess with so many thoughts flying through his head right now.

"Wait and see" he said then crouched down on to his knees, this is when Germany swallowed and nodded. Now he knows what Italy is up to, although, he let him give it ago. It maybe really good, he wouldn't know. Whats the worst that could happen?

His tongue lapped over his penis, causing the German to jerk slightly. His eyes tightly shut and he clenched his teeth together as Italy's lips glided down his length. His tongue caressing every part it could reach.

"Verdamnit..." Germany managed to say, Italy pulled away and put his hand around Germany's length. His thumb caressed the side as he began to move his hand back and fourth.

"Mama mia" (A/N: why has Italy not said this yet?!) he exhaled, then put his mouth back over to catch Germany's load in his mouth. As he swallowed what he could, the door creaked open startling both of the aroused nations.

"Konnichiwa, I managed to find-" a familiar voice paused, they were caught red handed. Whatever he was carrying, he dropped in fright.

"Italy-san, Germany-san! This is hardry the time or the prace!" he exclaimed turning away and left the lab with terrible images. Both Italy and Germany sorted themselves out, though they secretly promised to finish what they had started back in Germany's dorm. They both left hand in hand, Japan however had hidden in the depths of the shadows.

"I was right, I knew there was something between them! Prussia-san owes me ten dorrars now" he said triumphantly and set off with a cheerful skip in his step.