Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia or Dirty Desire by Utada Hikaru
Dirty Desire
Chapter Two: 'Cause in reality, I know you're not mine
The disgusting pizza has been discarded as Antonio and Lovino continue kissing. Lovino's breathing grows shallow as he runs his hands over Antonio's clothed chest. "A-Antonio…" He whispers against the Spaniard's lips. "P-please…touch me…" Lovino moans and Antonio looks at him surprised.
"Lovi…do you…want to go upstairs…?" Antonio asks nervously and Lovino nods nervously. "Hm…are you sure…?" He asks again and Lovino glares.
"Just fucking do it!" Lovino orders and Antonio laughs a little, picking him up.
"Alright, Lovi~!" He coos, carrying him out of the room and up the stairs. "Are you sure, mi querido?" Antonio asks in a seductive tone, making Lovino's grip on his shirt tighten.
"Y-yes…" Lovino whispers and Antonio brings him into his small apartment, walking him to the bedroom before gently laying the Italian on the bed.
"Lovi…you're so beautiful…" Antonio whispers into his ear before leaning down and kissing him again, reveling in the shy kiss Lovino gives him back. He soon leaves Lovino's lips and begins to kiss down his neck and chest, removing clothing as he goes. Soon Lovino is lying down and naked except for his boxers. Antonio sits back for a moment to enjoy the view before leaning down again and kissing the skin right above the hem of the Italian's pants.
"Nn…ah…Antonio…!" Lovino whimpers, bucking his hips up. "P-please Antonio…touch me more…stop teasing…" He begs, covering his face with his arms in embarrassment.
"I'll stop teasing when you lower your arms." Antonio says, licking from the hem of his boxers up to his belly button. "Just lower them and I will make you feel amazing." He mumbles against Lovino's skin before delving his tongue into his belly button.
"Ahh~! Antonio~!" Lovino moans, reaching down and running his fingers through Antonio's hair. "H-hurry…mnnn…!" He whimpers, now writhing beneath him.
Antonio looks up at him smirking. "So beautiful…" He mumbles before removing Lovino's boxers and licking his length teasingly.
"A-ah!" Lovino gasps as Antonio takes him into his mouth. "Mmm! Antonio~!" He moans, gripping the sheets beneath him when Antonio begins to move his head up and down. "O-oh…! I'm gonna-!" Lovino whimpers, feeling his release close.
Antonio quickly pulls away, making Lovino groan in frustration. "Mmm…not yet, we're not finished yet." He whispers in his ear before kissing it. "Can I...um…" He mumbles awkwardly as he brings a finger down to Lovino's entrance. "May I...?"
"Y-yes…! Please…!" Lovino moans, arching up to his finger.
Antonio pulls his hand away and grabs an unused bottle of lubricant from his nightstand. "Francis bought me this when I started asking Gilbert about you. he's such a pervert, si~?" He asks, laughing a little.
"Of course he is, it's Francis." Lovino says annoyed, not exactly in the mood to talk about Francis of all people right now.
"Fusososo! Lo siento! I tend to ramble when I'm nervous, Lovi." Antonio says as he coats his fingers.
"Wh-why are you nervous…?" Lovino asks shyly and Antonio blushes a little, leaning forward and bringing a finger to the boys entrance, slowly sliding it in.
"Why wouldn't I be?" He whispers, thrusting his finger into Lovino for a moment before entering the next. Antonio continues preparing Lovino, soon having all three fingers inside the boy.
"A-ah…! Please…hurry…Antonio~!" Lovino whimpers and thrusts up towards his fingers. "I-I want you…inside…" He begs and Antonio smirks at him.
"Of course, mi querido." Antonio says and kisses him as he removes his fingers, soon replacing them with his hard member.
"Ah..!" Lovino gasps into the kiss, clutching at Antonio's back as the Spaniard slowly moves inside him. "Ngh…Antonio...!"
"D-does it hurt…?" Antonio asks, trying desperately not to give in to his own desires and thrust into the boy mercilessly.
"I-it does a little…b-but keep going…move faster…" Lovino begs and Antonio smirks, grabbing his erection and stroking it in time with the thrusts. "Ahh~! Antonio…!" He moans, thrusting up.
"D-does it still hurt?" Antonio asks, thrusting in faster and faster until hitting the special bundle of nerves inside of Lovino, making the Italian shiver and thrust up harder.
"Th-there! F-fuck! A-Antonio…! Ah…!" Lovino moans digging his nails into Antonio's back as the Spaniard continues to pound into him, now lost to the pleasure and no longer trying to be gentle. "M-mmm! B-buono…! Buono…!" He gasps, thrusting up towards him harder and harder, desperate for more friction, until he finally feels the heat in his stomach build up to the limit. "I-I'm gonna…! Antonio…!" Lovino gasps, his body trembling and legs wrapping tightly around Antonio's waist before finally coming.
Antonio moans loudly at the sudden tightness and after a few more thrusts, releases inside of Lovino before pulling out and collapsing beside him. "Lovino…you're beautiful…"
Lovino blushes and buries his face in the blanket. "Sh-shut up…" He mumbles and Antonio smiles, hugging him closer.
"I've wanted this for so long now, Lovi~!" Antonio coos, kissing the top of his head. "Please stay the night."
Lovino blushes and buries his face in his chest. "F-fine…"
"Gracias, Lovi." Antonio mumbles, kissing him again. "Let's go to bed now, si?"
"S-si…" Lovino mumbles, yawning.
"Buenas noches, mi querido."
"Buona notte…"
Next morning:
Lovino wakes up and sees Antonio is gone and a note is on the pillow. "H-huh…?" He mumbles, feeling his heart sink at the thought of being a one night stand before working up the nerve to read the note.
'Dear Lovi,
I am downstairs. I had to open the store and I didn't want to wake you~! Take a shower and get dressed, I cleaned you clothes this morning, then come downstairs and I'll make you your favorite cappuccino~! Hurry down~!
Sincerely, Antonio'
Lovino blushes a little at the letter before getting up and grabbing his clothes from the dresser, heading to the shower. Once he gets cleaned up he goes down to the shop and sees Antonio in the back.
"Lovi~! Good morning!" Antonio exclaims, kissing him on the cheek. "Go sit down and I'll bring you a cappuccino~!" He says and Lovino nods, still feeling awkward about all of this.
Lovino finds a spot and sits down, reading the newspaper. That quickly gets boring and he peeks back to the small opening that shows the back of the café, seeing Antonio laughing with a blonde girl he's seen at the shop. He feels his left eye twitch when he notices a blush on her face. He's not jealous. Why would he be? They just had sex, Antonio clearly likes guys, not pretty blonde girls that he can joke and laugh with. Who likes those?
"Ah! Looking at Bella, hm? She's beautiful isn't she?" A man sitting near Lovino asks and the Italian tries to ignore him. "You know she owns this shop with the man she's talking to, Antonio Carriedo I think it is. It's sort of like a ma and pa thing, you know? They do make a cute couple, both so insanely good looking." He says before receiving a murderous glare from Lovino, who promptly slams his newspaper on the counter and runs out of the café.
He should have known, Antonio is way too good looking to be single. They are probably married and Antonio just occasionally has a guy over for sex because he's bi or something. It happens. He saw something similar to it on Oprah. When Feliciano made him watch it of course. Lovino was just used and going to be tossed aside, or called up whenever Antonio wanted a man instead of a woman.
"That bastard!" He hisses, storming into his house shared with his two younger brothers. Before either of them can find him, he quickly goes into his room and locks the door. He's nineteen, almost an adult, so he should have known something like this would happen. Adults are all bastards. He's never having sex again, never dating again, and NEVER returning to that coffee shop again!
Three days later:
Lovino sits at his desk, his head buried in his arms. For the last few days this is all he's been doing. He knows it's pissing Gilbert off, but honestly he doesn't care about him anyways. It's all his fault this happened. He just HAD to have his stupid friends over!
"Oi! Lovino! What the hell happened with Antonio? I've been awesome about it and not asking you, but you broke one of my best friend's hearts! THAT is unawesome!" Gilbert yells and Lovino glares at him.
"IT'S YOUR FUCKING BASTARD OF A FRIEND! HE NEVER SAID ANYTHING ABOUT BEING WITH A FUCKING WOMAN!" Lovino yells and Gilbert looks at him confused.
"What? ARE YOU AN IDIOT? OH god you two are so RETARDED! You're nineteen, right? An 'adult' or whatever? Go fucking talk to him." Gilbert demands and Lovino glares.
"No! I'm not going to see that bastard ever again!" Lovino exclaims, although honestly, he's not too sure how long he can keep that up. He still can't stop thinking about Antonio, and the more he tries to forget him the more he remembers him. Especially what they did that night. It makes him crave more, need more, but he would never sink so low as to aid in a person cheating! Ever! No matter how insanely tempted he is.
"Fine, don't see him. He misses you, you know. Antonio really liked you. The man begged me to have lunch in here so he could ask you out! Whatever you are freaking out about most likely isn't what you think! Be a man and go talk to him!" Gilbert says and Lovino flips him off.
"FUCK YOU! I'M NOT DOING IT!"
Later:
Lovino gets home and sees no one else has arrived back. Looking in the living room he sees two notes; one from Feliciano and one from Marcello. Both basically saying the boys are out for the nights with their boyfriends. Lovely. His baby brothers are having sex and he's stuck alone, the only memory he has of sex being one with a two-timing bastard. "This is fucking unfair…" He groans before balling up the notes and turning to go to the kitchen, seeing Antonio standing in the door way. "WH-WHAT THE FUCK?"
"We need to talk." Antonio says firmly, closing the door behind him. "Now."
A/N: Yeah...yep...sorry...lD this chapter fails...next one is the last.
