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WARNING: SPAMANO (horrible) SMUT OCCURs IN THIS CHAPTER!

Chapter 6: I believe you...

Antonio stared upwards at me, one of my hands still in his, those green eyes shining with hope. As if I could say no this time, but the words wouldn't form.

He opened his mouth again. "And I know this was cheesy, and pretty bad, and very sudden but I thou-"

I shut him up quickly, leaning down and kissing him full on, throwing all of my pride out of the door and all of my emotion into it, knocking us both to the ground. "Yes." I whispered when I pulled away from him. "Yes, dammit, I'll fucking marry you, you cheesy tomato bastard."

He laughed a little, wiping my eyes with his hands. When did I start crying? Who cares...

"Really?" He asked in disbelief, lying beneath me on the grass.

"Yes, you idiot!"

Antonio's smiled wide and kissed me this time. I felt him move a hand and reach into his coat pocket, pulling out something. When he released my lips I saw it was a small box, when opened it revealed a ring. It was a small gold band, with a small smooth ruby on it that was red as a... tomato...

"I had a little help finding it." He admitted, "Gil is great with finding places that do custom made stuff. So I had it make like a little tomato for mi tomate."

I couldn't glare at him. I just couldn't get mad. It was beautiful. I was nearly in tears when he slipped it onto my finger. Even if it was a bit tacky, I didn't care. It was made just for me, chosen by my Antonio. The one I was going to spend every moment of the rest of my life with. Or planning to.

Antonio sighed happily and locked his eyes with mine. "Hungry?" He asked.

"I don't want food right now." I whispered, smirking a little.

I guess he caught what I meant because his whole expression changed, and I was suddenly sat up and swept off of the ground.

Never stand between Antonio and what he wants. Especially after two and a half weeks of not getting what he wants. I guess I wasn't the only one thinking like that.

It wasn't long after we arrived back to the house, that I was back in the bedroom. He laid me down gently, before crawling over me and kissing me deeply.

I missed this so much, every touch was like a new sensation. Every move he made was something I had completely missed. And this was only the beginning.

Antonio had somehow removed my jacket earlier without me noticing and was busy unbuttoning my shirt, pressing his lips to every section of skin that was exposed as he did do. It was this weird habit of his, every time he practically covers my body with kisses and marks. I refuse to admit I like it.

I moved a little, hearing him chuckled deeply. It was a sexy chuckle though. He moved up to kiss my lips again, his tongue sliding across my lower lip before pushing its happy was inside. I could kiss this bastard forever. Literally.

I kept my hands busy removing his shirt, and running them down his chest when it was unbuttoned.

In case you're wondering, yes he was wearing the shirt I bought him. And yes, he looked amazing in it, but even more amazing with it off.

Long story short, our clothes didn't last long. Not at all.

Even then the bastard took his time getting to the point. After tossing both of our pants to the somewhere in the room he once again trailed those damn lips up my chest and to my neck. I bit my lip to hold back a moan when he reached a rather sensitive spot on my neck.

Antonio chuckled and looked at me. "Don't hold back on me, amor. I love hearing your voice."

I shook my head a little, smirking the whole time. He let out a deep growl and lightly bit down on the same spot. I flinched a little, keeping as quiet as a can, only letting out a small gasp.

Antonio obviously wasn't satisfied at all with this. He looked at me again. "Don't make me do it." He threatened and looked up at my curl for a moment.

"You- wouldn't dare." I gasped out.

He shot me the meanest grin he could accomplish and reached up and pulled it lightly, causing me to nearly scream.

"Dammit Antonio get on with it!" I was able to say after composing myself slightly, and he was so happy to oblige.

What a second when the hell did he find-? I don't want to. I think my brain is too much of a blur to even try to question him.

Never mind... I'm not even going to question it.

"Ready Lovi?" He purred.

I nodded weakly, I could feel the damn heat radiating from my face.

The first finger didn't hurt, only stung a little like always. Then there was the fact that it had been three weeks.

But I almost killed him when the second went in, no warning at all dammit. Antonio was usually so gentle with me, not today, oh hell no. Because it's so much better to hurt your fiancé, then your boyfriend dammit.

I moved a little, letting out a small whine. He looked at me worriedly.

"Are you okay?"

"Perfectly fine..." I responded through my teeth.

The bastard laughed at me and kissed me lightly before pulling them out of me. I sounded like a whiny bitch tonight, but I didn't care. I hadn't seen him in two weeks and he was not going to ignore me.

"Lovi~" He purred, leaning over me. "Ready~?"

"What do you think, bastard?"

He chuckled again as he slowly pushed into me. I let out a deep moan, grasping the sheets underneath me. He laid his hand on top of one of mine and intertwined our finger the best he could, using his free hand to gently comb back some of my hair.

"I love you." He whispered, smiling brightly. How the fuck does he even accomplish that kind of smile during this time?!

"I-" I didn't even get to finish before he began to move slowly, that on its own causing me to gasp loudly. I'm sure the idiot understood enough.

Antonio leaned down, catching me in a kiss and letting go of my hands to better balance himself. I moved my arms, wrapping them around him as he picked up speed.

Why is he so damn good at this?

"Antonio" I whispered breathlessly, only to be met by a lustful look from the said Spaniard. He rocked his hips just right, hitting just the right angle. I gasped loudly, practically holding on to him, maybe digging my nails into his back and neck. All I could feel was him, all I wanted was him. Nothing else mattered.

He smirked a little at hearing me gasp like that, hitting the spot again.

This was my paradise. Here with him, like this. I could stay here forever. He was all I need. All I'll ever need and want.

That could be the passion speaking, or the slight high I always feel afterwards. But it was bliss, pure bliss.

I snapped back to reality after a few moments. Just in time for him to pull out of me, leaving me there. If only he knew, if only I could show him. Through more than just a night like this. I want so show him everything I feel inside and tell him everything.

After cleaning up a little, he laid down beside me, pulling me close.

Antonio sighed, pressing a kiss to my cheek, then my forehead and then my lips.

"Lovino?"

"Hm?"

"Do you believe me now?"

"Si... I believe you..."

That was all that was said, before I drifted off into Lovino's dream land.

I TRIED! I JUST CAN'T WRITE SMUT TO SAVE MY DAMN LIFE!

I was staring at my laptop like "WRITE SMUT FOR ME DAMMIT!"

But I guess that's not my specialty. So sorry... (I'm better at the just "going with minimal detail" kinda thing)

I'll do another attempt later... maybe...

ANYWAY! The next chapter will be fluffy and sweet, I promise...

Review maybe?

Assistance to smut writing maybe?