A/N: Ahhh myy goddd~~~ here finally comes the day when I have less homework and more personal time =3= School's been keeping me so busy lately! It's been weeks since I haven't updated this tomato fic! Thank you so much for the shiny- shiny reviews, uhi~ It made me feel so much more energized to finally….. update the 4th chapter! Yay~~

Since some(two) of the reviews are anon ._. I have yet to find out how to reply to it (can it be replied?) oh well, ignoring that fact, here's my replies:

Language nazi: Thank you so much for reminding me~ I think I got a little mixed up between the good mornings and sorry, Aug~ Spanish is hard~~ Once I got your review, I quickly edited the chapter and replaced it before anyone else sees it! . Thanks so much!

Lina: I'm so honored you felt that way about this fic! Thank you so muuch~~ but being modest, I recommend you to read Spanish discipline! It's so much more graphic and juicy~~ I can't get enough of ittt~~~ XD

So yeah, without any further ado, nor any further author's comments, ehem..ANTONIO!

Antonio: *runs* Si! Si! *pulls curtain* enjoy the chapter!" smiles that oh-so –cute-and-charming-smile we all know of*

Disclaimer: I do not own Hetalia. fullstop

"Lovino~"

"NO!"

"Lovi-lovi~~~" Antonio said a little more pleadingly

"NO! AND NO MEANS NO!"

"You will suffocate if you are kept inside a cramped space with no air circulation mi querida~~"

At this, Romano's grip against the door handle tightened, as he struggled to make another offensive come back; and failing.

"we-well what do you care! Y-you don't care if I die! Y-you only want me for my fucking body! No! rephrase that! for fucking my body! Y-you don't l-l-love me!"

Romano shouted in the confines of the bathroom, back facing the door, both arms struggling to keep a certain Spaniard from coming inside, clutching the doorknob with such force that it won't be long until it actually broke off.

"Romano! Get out of the bathroom!" Antonio started to fight back, pushing the doorknob on the other side of the door, twisting it, and banging it several times. When that didn't work, he decided to use his body as a weapon, and in a brutal force, darted towards the door. Romano jolted when he felt a loud bang on his backside. Eyes searching every corner of the bathroom to find any form of utensils that can help him to block the force that's assaulting the door.

"Lovino! *bang* If *bang* you! *bang* DON'T COME OUT! *bang* I WON'T HESTITATE TO BRING THE DOOR DOWN JUST TO SEE YOU! *bang*

Poor, Assaulted door indeed.

Inside, Romano was panicking. 'come out? or sacrifice the door? Shit there's no friggin windows to escape to!- Romano's thought's was quickly cut off by another warning BANG.

Romano then decided,..

"T-TELL ME YOU LOVE ME!"

…to sacrifice his pride instead.

Outside, Antonio was baffled. Love him? Of course the Spaniard loved him! He loved him dearly! As a precious little tomato! As a little rare tomate that nobody is allowed to harvest except the Spaniard himself! He would love that little Italian for good or bad! For life or death! For better or for worse! For- okay, this is getting a little cheesy. Back to the point,

"Of course I love you mi tomate" Antonio sighed, forehead leaning close to the wooden frame, whispering corny lines that could probably be heard from the other side.

That is IF Romano had decided to lean his bright red ear to the same surface of wood, taking in every little sentence with a light gulp, diverted eyes, and flushed face.

In which he did, by the way.

"So please mi tomate! Let me in!" Antonio was back to business.

"NO!"

Ah, still ever the stubborn ol' Romano.

"Or just come out! Whichever! I just want to see you mi amor!" Antonio sighed exasperatedly.

"M-MAI*!"

Antonio gave up.

"Fine, I'll leave you alone."

Behind the wooden figure, Romano sighed in relief.

"But right after I tell you how I would like to softly caress your pretty little tomate face, and give you a little beso* on your plump red lips…"

At this, Romano's ears perked up once more, and death gripped the doorknob.

"Then, I would like to give you a nice, warm abrazo*, and you will go all limp and flushed, My hands will then proceed to sneak up under that demasiado grande* shirt, and pinch the two pretty pezones*, then…"

"SH-SHUT UP!"

Romano was starting to feel hot and bothered, auditory perception grasping each and every single word that came from the horny Spaniard bastard, visualizing what would happen if each of them would be a reality-…

"Ah? Mi pequeño tomate is turned on, si? You're doing it si? You're pleasuring yourself, si?"

"I-…I AM NOT!" Romano shrieked, the Spaniard's statement halting the journey of a certain hand down his waistband.

"Ah? Are you sure mi miel?" The Spaniard replied teasingly.

"..YES! NOW..LEAVE!"

"Ah ah ah, no. I will not leave until I finish telling you what wonderful things I would do to your wonderful body if you ever decide to open the door!"

"NOTHING'S GONNA MAKE ME GO OUT! LEAVE ME ALONE!" Romano shouted, voice echoing through the bathroom walls.

"Ah, well I shall continue then."

Romano shrieked and attempted to cover both his ears, trying to block every graphic image that was threatening to pummel his head.

At least he attempted to.

"..then, you will moan and scream 'Antoniooh! M-more!" like how you always do-"

"SHUT UP! SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP!" Romano yelled.

"ah, but you know I won't let you have it so easily, I would twist the little pink pezones and hear you cry, and ask for mercy.."

Even as Romano blocked his 'auditory perception', the words still manages to haunt him, creeping inside his head, causing blood to rush to the Italian's southern region.

Romano quickly shut his eyes, knowing he would surely regret what he was about to do later.

Romano's hands slowly crept inside his (Antonio's) oversized shirt and timidly stroked his little nubs that had already started to perk from arousal. Pinching the little pink nipple in between his forefinger and thumb, the Italian started squeezing and twisting, biting back a moan as he started to caress its twin in the same manner.

"..nh.."

"then, how I would love to squeeze that plump bum in my hands, and knead it around, and around and around, and oh! I notice that you're already leaking!"

Romano's right hand left his now abused nipple, and gripped his firm buttocks, kneading it as how the Spaniard so vividly described. Gasping as he noticed that the Spaniard was right about how wet he had became.

"Now, we can't manage to have a leaking tap! I will then squeeze mini-Romano, happy to see how more juice is leaking out as I did so! delicioso! And I will lick the juice like a nice, wet popsicle!"

Romano was whimpering by now. How is that bastard able to tell such perverted things with that cheery voice! It was unfair!

"s-…stop…saying that! Ahhaaa~" Romano couldn't hold back a moan. It was simply too much! The Italian's hand was shoved inside his trousers, squeezing his member in a painfully tight suction.

"naughty, naughty lovi~ you're doing it aren't you? My naughty little tomate~"

Romano was lost in ecstasy, loosening his grip on the door unconsciously, as he slid down the door, desperately pumping his little friend. What the Italian did not know of, was that Antonio had quietly twisted the doorknob and crept inside the bathroom.

Once he was inside, Antonio was met with a wonderful sight; Romano, bent over, pumping his shaft in distress, moaning and groaning Antonio's name. Face flushed, saliva creeping out of his mouth, leaking down his chin and chest, chestnut eyes glazed, and hazy. It was a dream come true!

"Ah-AH! AH! A-ANTONIO!" Romano came with a jolt, panting harshly after the act. Milky white substance splattered on the bathroom floor, musky scent filled the room.

Romano panted as he slumped down the tiles. Pants pooling in his ankles, as he still took no notice of the Spaniard's presence.

"unh.." Romano slowly shuttered his eyelids, until said Spaniard decided to grab both Italian's feet and almost literally ripped the offending trousers away from his ankles. Romano's eyes widened instantly.

"AH! AN-YOU BASTARD! WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE! WH-WHEN DID YOU GET HERE! LET ME- GO!" Romano trashed from the Spaniard's grip, Legs kicking and trashing about.

"Mi Querida, to put such a show like that, it was very mean of you." Antonio's sentences came in short, deep breaths.

"I-I DID NOT PUT A FUCKING SHOW! N-NOW PUT ME DOWN! YOU FUCKING BASTARD!" Romano struggled free.

"I do wish I can cleanse that little mouth of yours, but I think you are too dirty to wash that mouth with just water si? That plump pink lips wants more than that."

With a single hand, Antonio unclasped his belt and slid off his trousers. Without warning, Antonio quickly shoved his whole clothed length inside the Italian's mouth, groaning as he felt the warm and wet area clamping over his vital region.

"mmh, Lovino, you can do more than that si? Suck on it! Just like how you would with a nice, wet popsicle..AAH!"

Romano applied a delicious suction, mouth clamped shut on the Spaniard's erection, sucking each and every drop of milky white pre-cum there is to offer.

"AAH! SI! MORE! YES!" Antonio groaned and moaned. Tightening his grip against Romano's ankles, which was turning whiter by the minute.

'I-I'll show that bastard! I'll suck him to bits!' Romano grumbled in his head.

"AH-ROMANO!" Antonio came with a messy gush, white mess splattered over Romano's face, along with a mouthful of jizz.

Antonio panted harshly as he began positioning his erection towards Romano's entrance; drops of cum still managed to squirt out to the pinkish entrance. Romano can only watch in ultimate defeat as the blunt head of Antonio's softening organ came in contact with his rear.

"A-Antonio,….a-ah!" Romano winced as he heard the slick sound of said organ's entrance, The round set of globes squeezing, urging for more, sucking in Antonio's cock with such delicious pressure.

"Romano, it seems that your little friend needs company?" Antonio accentuated his point by laying a gentle squeeze on Romano's said 'friend', earning a desperate moan from the Italian.

"Antonio….m-move….y-you bastard…" Romano's arms shook, no being able to withstand his own weight any longer. "umm….Lovi-Lovi, It's kind of hard for me to move with you dangling on me like this~" Antonio groaned.

If anyone is to see their position right now, it would look a bit like Romano doing a headstand, with the exception of bent legs, and Antonio behind him.

Not a very strategic position.

Antonio can feel the sudden change of temperature around his vital region. Romano's slipping away! After all that effort to put it in!

"B-Bahh~ Bastard! I can't hold on anymore!" Romano desperately clutched on the glassy tiles. Unable to defy the rules of gravity, one of his legs dangled limply below the Spaniard's abdomen, limbs struggling to pull his figure back up.

Antonio clicked. Pushing the Italian to the bathroom floor oh-so-gently without managing to pull his organ completely out of its nirvana. Antonio quickly turned the Italian's figure with wet, squelching sounds that caused the Italian to wince and moan. He then made sure Romano's teary face was now facing his own. Leaning down, he began to straddle the Italian, Kissing, Whispering soft, comforting words to Romano's reddening ear, plating butterfly kisses on the Italian's chest.

"Nnh~ stop, p-pull it out! Ah!" Romano squeaked as his pink pezones was caught by Antonio's wandering mouth.

Antonio's mind was hazy. Wet, pink nubs are the only thing that mattered to him as of the moment. The more he sucked, the more he licked, the more he grazed the perfect white teeth over and over to the nubs, each actions was given a reward. How Antonio adored Romano's constant wails, moans, and jolts of pleasure; and oh those walls! Constricting oh so tightly around his member. His previous orgasm creating a thin layer of lubricant around the constricting walls. Antonio can never stop now!

"haa~" a lick. "Anto-" a suck. "HIAH!" a little graze of the teeth "stop..b-bastard..~"

Antonio had finally decided it's the perfect time to make his move. Bidding goodbyes the precious pink buds with a final peck, Antonio gripped the Italian's hips and started inching his organ out of the cavern, leaving the head kept inside its nirvana. Once he felt that Romano's walls had loosened a little, He deliberately plunged back inside, feeling the moist walls constricting around his cock once again.

"AAH~ Ah~ I-It still hurts you bas-TARH!" Romano was desperate for something to cling on. Antonio's head being the first thing he saw, the Italian then gripped the cocoa- brown hair in distress. Pulling each strand, almost ripping them out of its roots, as Antonio began to develop a steady rhythm. The Spaniard's shaft pushing its way in, and out with wet, squelching sounds.

"Ah~ Romano~ So tight~ and warm~ It's as if yesterday never happened!" Antonio groaned in the Italian's…forceful embrace.

"Hnn..ah..ah…you..and your fucking- AH!" Romano was pulled from reality the second Antonio had hit a certain spot inside his warm orifice. White stars dancing in his vision, the helpless Italian cried out as his special spot was hit in every thrust at every angle possible.

"It's here isn't it? Lovi lovi?" Antonio began to thrust in a faster pace, hitting Romano's prostate dead on, as Romano can only writhe in pleasure.

"Ah! N-no! w-wait! T-too fast! Go slowe-e-er! A-ah!" Romano's figure trembled as he felt a familiar feeling approaching. In a flash, Romano came with ribbons of white. Coating the Spaniard's gut with flood of semen.

Feeling the contraction in the Italian's crevice, Antonio climaxed a second later. Filling Romano's stretched opening with warm, white milk, some leaking to the Italian's thighs with a visible trails of white.

The two lay exhausted on the bathroom floor as they struggled to catch their breaths.

That was until the older Nation suddenly sat up, and grinned.

"Wh-What do you want? Why are you grinning like that!" bawled the latter who had yet to calm his exhalation.

Antonio simply smiled, and replied:

"LoviLovi, Let's take a bath together!"

A/N: Ah~ done~~ 2423 words…of smut for you perverts. XD

Ah, well, so I had tried to use the word 'cock' . But noo~, being the little innocent girl I am, I decided to use a specific 'organ' instead. OTL

I'm sorry, I really have no experience in writing smut! I do hope that this chapter would be worth reading, with such a long period before the update, I surely wish that this 2423 words filled chapter would make you, my readers, happy and satisfied. ^^"

Ok, ehem getting back to the story, anyone knows what will happen next? What could be more canon than bath sme-shoot I gave spoilers! XD

Anyways, I'm running out of titles! I have no idea what title should I put for the next chapter! ~~ So please, if you have any suggestions I would very much appreciate them da! Review! Or PM me! I love to see your comments~ they add fuel to the fire!

So here's the translations:

*beso: kiss

*abrazo: hug

*demasiado grande: too big (and yes, I'm referring to THE SHIRT)

* pezones: nipples.

*pequeno tomate: Little Tomato

*M-MAI!: N-NEVER!

Miel: honey

Ok, that aside, Thank you for reading this fic! I am so please with all the favorites, subscriptions and reviews! So DON'T STOP SENDING THEM! :D

Flames are for burning a hole in Antonio's bathroom for better ventilation.