Part 3:

His fingers danced from one muscle to another, appreciating every curves and crevices of the beautiful body that belongs to his lover.
"Heh, you grew a bit didn't you?" the spaniard teased, pinching Romano's stomach with a soft chuckle.
He slapped the hand away, scowling at the man, "I don't know what the hell you're talking about."
"Don't worry Romano, I love you no matter what, tu eres mi amor, nada puede cambier eso," Spain murmured into the soft kiss he planted on his lover's lips.
His scowl only deepen to hide the blush that was creeping onto his face. Of course he understood what the spaniard was saying, he did manage to learn something from his Spanish lessons as a child.
"Smettere di dire cose del genere stupido idiota." The spaniard smiled back and nuzzled him, only able to understand little tidbits of the Italian's native tongue.
"Oi, weren't we in the middle of something?" Romano asked, a little irritated that their throbbing erections were forgotten. Another chuckle escaped the other's mouth before he pulled Romano down for another wet, passionate kiss as his hand crawled down between their body to take hold of their members and started to pump them.

The feeling of their hot shafts rubbing against each other sent little sparks and shivers throughout Romano's body. The friction and pressure created by the strong, calloused hand made both of them squirm and pant against each other, every pump only exciting them more. He wrapped his arms around the spaniard, bringing him closer to him so that his lips met a nicely tanned neck. He started to plant quick kisses to the warm flesh, nipping, and sucking on it to leave behind the little bruises that was sure to cover their bodies afterwards. His arms crept down to the man's lower back to cup his round, firm, and perfect ass, giving them a good squeeze for all its worth. He could hear and feel the low moan that rumbled out of the spaniard's throat, purring at the sound and drinking it up with a smirk.

"Ah, S-spain, put it in already," he said through clenched teeth, feeling not so far from his orgasm.
"But we haven't done it for a long time querido, I have to, ah, prepare you first," Spain answered, releasing both of their erection which was now sleek from being covered with both of their pre-cum.
"No lube," he muttered, becoming impatient at not being filled yet. But he knew the man was right, if they were going to have sex after awhile, they were going to do it right, or at least try.
"How about this then?" Spain suggested after swipping a good amount of the precum onto his fingers.
He stared at the almost translucent liquid that was dripping from those fingers. It wasn't exactly lubricant...but it would have to do for now.
"Whatever, just hurry up already...I...want you in me," muttering the last part with embarrassment.
"Of course mi amor," Spain replied before slicking two fingers with the liquid and aligning his fingers to the twitching hole. With a kiss to the forehead, he pushed one finger in.
"tch," Romano hissed as his body reacted to the foreign invasion.
"Sh, sh, it's alright, slowly now. Relax si?" Spain cooed to his lover, stroking his body soothingly.
"S-si. Just...just hurry up already." He nodded as he started to move his finger in and out slowly, feeling the tight muscle relax only a tad bit. The feeling wasn't new to Romano, but it was something that his body never seem to familiarize itself with. After several thrusts, Spain added another digit into the hole, feeling the muscles clenched again at the new addition as Romano let out a sharp grasp. He tried to distract the Italian by kissing him as he moved his fingers around, scissoring and stretching it as much as he can while trying to find that sweet, small bundle of nerves.
The pain started to slowly fade away into a dull pain, enough so that Romano was starting to move his body along with thrusts.
"You like it si?" Spain asked through their kisses.
"Si," Romano let out in a hoarse voice.
"Bueno," Spain said before suddenly removing his finger and replacing its place with something much bigger and hotter. Romano whimpered, readying himself for entry. With a nod from both side, Spain pushed through the ring of muscle quickly so not to prolong the pain. He was tight alright, not virgin tight, but but tight enough that it felt like heaven being inside of him. Romano let out a shriek, cursing under his breath at the pain while trying to hold back the tears that were waiting to fall. Why the hell did he have to be so big?
"Lo siento mi amor, te quiero mi dulce. Breath, try to relax yourself. I won't move until you say so okay?" Spain whispered into Romano's ear, kissing him softly in the cheeks, nose, and lips. Romano nodded, doing as the spaniard had instructed and after a few minute, he felt his body adjusting to the size. He decided to experiment with it, moving a little before giving the spaniard a nod to say that it was okay to start moving.
With given permission, his hand wrapped around the other's member before pulling mostly out before slamming back in, repeating the movement at a slow tempo. Romano clawed at the spainard's back as he bury his head into Spain's shoulders to muffle out his cries.
"Ah...god...fuck, ah, f-faster damn it," he ordered.
"Ah, si, ngh, whatever you want mi amor," Spain answered, complying to his lover's wish as he rock his hips against the other's body, trying to go as deep as he could to find that special spot in his lover's body, his hands hard at work pumping and stroking the harden member. It felt so great to be inside of Romano again, he felt like he was melting inside of him. After several adjustment to their position, he was able to hit that sweet spot when Romano let out another cry as his body jerked and arched.
"There, yes, hnn, yes, god spain," he moaned out, starting to grind and rock his body along in rhythm until they both were a mess of limbs moving against each other. The sound of moaning and skin slapping against each other filled the air until two distinct final cries could be heard, followed by a breathy "ti amo Spain" and a "te amo Romano", their essence spilling onto each other.
"I should go get us both clean," Spain muttered into Romano's hair as they cuddle, enjoying the nice afterglow of the sex.
"Eh, I wanna sleep," Romano answered, eyelids almost close and slowly drifting off to sleep.
The spaniard chuckled, "Mm, maybe a quick siesta first?"
"Si, sounds good to me."
"You're so cute when you're sleepy."
"Shut up bastard."
"I love you too. Feliz aniversario Roma."
So he did remember.

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N/A: I tried ;A; I rushed it way too much, oh god /shot i'm so sorry. well, it's finally done, it took me a long time but yeah...thank you for reading!