FURIOUSLY MANIPULATED
© HIMARUYA
A/N: Fem Romano x Spain. I really can't do yuris and yaois, even if I tried to. (It ended up badly.) so . . . important note, GENDERBENT SOUTH ITALY.
Lovina Vargas – South Italy
Antonio Carriedo – Spain
"You jerk!" Lovina said, as she crawled in Antonio's bed. "B-bastard, wake u-up!" She said, as her lips formed into a rather thin line. She examined the Spaniard's face. His tanned skin, his innocent face . . . He was sleeping soundly, and she feels like a criminal looking at him. Lovina sat on top of him, like the usual she does, as she shook the Spaniard. "J-Jerk! Wake up!"
PSST. LOVINA~
Lovina felt herself shiver as she heard the quiet murmur. She hugged the Spaniard, fearing that noise would take her.
Antonio felt the heaviness in his stomach, and he feels warm hands in his shoulder, and warm breath in his neck—he slowly opened his eyes. Still half-asleep, he looked at the shivering Italian on top of him, snuggled tight. "Lovi?" He said, as he turned around, putting the Italian into his side. "What's wrong?"
Her golden eyes filled with tears, were enough for the Spaniard to know the answer. "Those whispering . . . again?" He said, as he smiled, and then she nodded. He smiled at her, and then, he wiped her tears with his thumb. "No llores, Lovi, siempre estoy aqui." Don't cry, Lovi, I'm always here.
Lovina Vargas felt her lips trembled, as she felt herself crying again. "T-they would take me, Antonio! They're whispering and—and—those bastards—"
"Shh," He said, and embraced the Italian. "You mustn't swear, Lovi." He said, and then, kissed the top of her head, quietly sniffing her scent. "Or they would hear you,"
Lovina shivered at that. She has been cursing them for a while now. She hugged the Spaniard tight, her breast pressing against his chest. "Now, now. Let's sleep together, shall we?" He said, as he let go of the Italian. They sat for a while, and said a little prayer for the 'ghosts' Lovina hears. After they're done, Antonio noticed that Lovina was only wearing his shirt, her four buttons unbuttoned, and she has no pants on, but panties. Of course—any man would be aroused by this—except Antonio. He patted her head, as she blushed, but then, she came closer into him, and hugged him tight. "You won't leave me, right, you bastard."
Antonio smiled at this. How adorable. He said to himself, as the both of them slept together, facing each other, snuggled in tight. Antonio looked at the innocent face of Lovina.
Small and adorable, little child. He said to himself, as he swoop the strands of her hair in her face to the back of her ears, and then, he fell asleep.