Chapter 1: Dildo (Italy pov)
OK there are a few things I've always kept from Doitsu. The main one is that I keep a dildo hidden.
"Doitsu," I moaned as I slid the small vibrating dildo in and out of myself. I couldn't help but keep moaning his name as I stroked myself. I knew he wouldn't be home until tomorrow. I kept moving it in and out, stroking myself until I came. I sighed. I could never tell him that I love him. I cleaned every thing up, hiding the dildo. I was in the laundry room, dressed once again when I heard the door open. I, being scared because Doitsu wasn't supposed to be back until tomorrow and I thought someone was gonna kidnap or hurt me again, walked upstairs with my white flag at my side. I blinked when I saw the one familiar thing I knew.
(Germany pov)
I walked in the house. I figured that Italy was with his brother, who hated me for some reason, when I was greeted by silence. "DOITSU!" I heard a shout at the same time I was glomped. I blinked then noticed it was Italy. "I thought you were a burgler or a murderer or…" I cut him off by placing my hand over his mouth. "Calm down, Italy," I said to him and he hugged me tighter. 'Ok, don't let it get to you… think about France naked,' I thought, fighting the erection that Italy was causing. I then realized he had come from the laundry room. (A/N: hehe come…. Bad pun I know XD) "Italy, what were you doing in the laundry room?" I asked him. Normally I wound up doing his laundry because sometimes he was useless. He blinked then hurried back there as if he forgot something. I sighed then walked to my bedroom. I was getting changed when I saw something under the bed. I picked it up and blushed slightly when I realized what it was. I put it back just as I heard Italy coming upstairs. I quickly finished changing and smiled at him as he walked in. He hugged me. "I'm gonna go make pasta," he said happily then hurried downstairs. I smiled at his enthusiasm.
(Italy pov)
I rushed downstairs and started to happily make pasta. I accidentally slipped on the floor and the hot pasta landed on me. I screamed helplessly in pain.
(Germany pov)
I heard Italy scream and ran into the kitchen. I wiped the pasta off him and gently helped him up. He clung to me with tear filled eyes. "Why don't you go get cleaned up, I'll make the pasta," I said to him and he nodded and walked upstairs to clean up. I cleaned the kitchen and started making the pasta.
(Italy pov)
I felt stupid. I had fallen and spilled pasta but what surprised me was Doitsu's gentleness. It had turned me on and my body still tingled from where he had touched me. I sat in the bath in the luke-warm water. I gently started jerking off. Once I was done I got out, drying off. I gently changed into new clothes and walked downstairs. I was about to walk into the dining room when I ran into Doitsu. I blushed harshly as did he. "I was just going to get you," he said. We both gently walked back in the dining room and I blinked, seeing that the pasta was already setting on the table. I smiled at him and sat down across from him.