Antonio grinned as he plopped down his bag in the spacious hotel room. He'd really outdone himself this time; it was a suite,and a nice one.
Grinning, he looked at his husband, exeuberant as always. "We're here~! "
"Finally," Lovino groaned, flopping back on the huge fluffy bed. Despite being irritated from the traveling and the hot weather, he couldn't
help but stop and admire the room, decorated nicely.
Antonio was quick to follow, flopping on the bed beside him and rolling over on his side to press a kiss to his lips. "Happy honeymoon~"
It was... almost unreal. Honeymoon. Romano cuddled a bit closer to his husband, pressing a few kisses to his jaw, and let out a tiny sigh.
"Too hot..."
He smiled, toeing off his shoes, then pulled the Italian close to him, tangling their legs together. "Ahh...I can turn up the AC? I just
don't want to get up right now, ahaha~"
"Nnn..." He could understand; the younger nation very much just wanted to lie down for now. Maybe even take a shower if he finally forced
himself up and off the bed. "No, it's fine..." Romano rubbed his foot against Spain's leg comfortingly.
The plane ride had been long and brutal; Antonio really was enjoying the closeness and comfort. After all, this was two weeks of Lovi time--
two weeks he was looking forward to very, very much. Getting to be lazy with his husband was a perfectly acceptable way to celebrate it.
Spain leaned in and pressed a kiss to Lovino's nose, smiling. "Hmm, maybe we could take a siesta~?"
"If you want..." Lovino didn't know how easy it'd be to siesta when it was too hot out. Then again, Spain was most likely used to this heat;
it was his country, after all. He reached out and looped his arms around the other nation's waist.
It wasn't that bad; really, he thought Lovino was just overreacting, like always. It was okay though; it was cute! The Spaniard smiled and
scooched closer, hugging him tightly. "I always want to siesta, ahah~It's up to you. We could go explore, if you'd like~"
"Nnn...." Romano fought back the biting urge to demand a shower, shifting slowly off the bed and standing up, stretching carefully.
(ff sorry, got dragged to the store XD; )
[[No problem~]]
Antonio watched his fiancee, tilting his head up to rest his chin in his hand. "Hmm~<3 "
"What?" Lovino crossed his arms over his chest, scowling.
"Just admiring how nice you look." He chirped, moving into a sitting position and latching his arms around his husband's waist.
[lurks~]
He rolled his eyes. "Yes, I look nice when I'm sweaty and red-faced." Sometimes Antonio was really illogical.
"You look like a cute tomato~" he chirped, standing up and kissing the other's cheeks, then his nose. "So, so cuuute~"
"Stupid," he mumbled without much of a bite, arms wrapping around the other's neck and leaning up for another kiss.
[[/Wanted Spainnuendo there goddammit >u>]]
((-offers port some ice cream-))
Antonio happily accepted, leaning down to kiss the Italian sweetly, wrapping his arms around his waist.
The brunette pressed up against his husband, rubbing against him slightly, eyes drifting shut as he opened his mouth a bit hesitantly.
He wasn't really expecting that; either way, the Spaniard smiled against Lovino's lips and pressed into the kiss, slipping his tongue in
between the other's lips.
Somewhere in the back of his mind he wondered if he was being too forward, but shrugged it off, figuring Antonio would say something.
Antonio was the country of passion--he definitely didn't mind one bit. The Spaniard happily delved deeper into the kiss, pulling Lovino
closer by the waist.
[[Sorry, it's hard to be talking on the phone and smutting OTL. But I'm off the phone now.]]
((Mkay! )
The nation leaned up against Spain, pressed against him, trying to get rid of the incessant need to be closer.
Antonio broke the kiss after a few moments, tucking his head in the Italian's neck and pressing little kisses there. "Lovi, are you still
hot? I was thinking we could take that shower, hmm...?"
He blinked a few moments, wondering if he had been too forward, until a lightbulb went off in his head and a tiny smirk broke across his
face. "*We* could take that shower?"
Antonio grinned, nipping lightly at the other's neck. "Si.~"
Sighing softly at the nips, he tilted his head to the side. "Sounds nice... Do we have a big shower?"
( Brb, skyping =3= )
[[=333=]]
(Back!)
He nodded, starting to push the other lightly towards the shower. "It's big enough, si~? "
He laughed lightly, backstepping into the bathroom, and pausing at the sight. "...Better than big enough. How did you manage to get such a
nice room?" Multiple shower heads...!
Antonio beamed and started stripping out of his shirt, tossing it on the ground. "Cause I'm the boss, duh."
Romano rolled his eyes lightly, leaning back and turning on the shower, admiring the tile backsplash. "Dork."
Antonio grinned and wrapped his arms around his husband, unbuttoning his shirt. "Maybe a little bit, ahah~"
He leaned up and pressed a tiny kiss to the other nation's nose, unbuttoning his own pants and pulling them off carefully, trying not to
disturb Antonio taking off his shirt.
Antonio smiled, pulling off Lovino's shirt, followed quickly by his own. "This is a good way to start our honeymoon, I think~! "
He smirked a bit, fingering the edge of his boxers teasingly, not quite ready to take them off. "Mm, quite a good way." Lovino paused for a
moment, expression going thoughtful. "...Actually, we should make it a point one of these days to finish opening our wedding presents." They
had somehow gotten sidetracked and hadn't finished opening them, but Romano had packed them just in case.
Antonio nodded. "True! There was still that box from Russia. I was a little afraid to open it, ahahha~"
((i love you guys QWQ))
A shudder traveled down the smaller male's spine. "Anything from that creep practically emanates evil."
[[No problem, bb~ ;w;]]
Antonio laughed and stepped out of his own boxers, grinning wickedly at Lovino. "We'll find out later."
That grin made a small blush rise to the Italian's cheeks, entranced by the expression on the other's face. Blinking a few times and shaking
his head, he resumed undressing, pushing his boxers off and kicking them across the expansive bathroom.
Antonio bent over to pick up the boxers on the floor, a habit he could never quite seem to kick, and surely giving Romano an eyeful of
'dat ass'. "Ah, could you check the water?"
He blinked a few times, rolling his eyes, and leaning back to pop open the shower door, dipping a hand under the steaming water. "You're not
the room cleaner, you know. Water's hot."
"I know, I know. 's just habit." With a laugh, the Spaniard stood back up fully and cracked his back, then held the door open for Lovino.
He smiled and slipped under the water, sprays coming from all directions, and stepped to the back, leaning against the wall and giving the
Spaniard a 'come-hither' look.
And he did just that; Antonio scrambled into the shower moments later, letting the door fall shut behind him, and immediately kissing the
Italian before him.
The Italian wasted no time in leaning up into the kiss and rubbing up against Antonio, skin touching skin under the hot water.
That was a sensation Antonio could get used to. The Spaniard moaned breathily against Lovino's lips and pushed him against the shower wall,
deepening the kiss hungrily.
"Nnn...!" He moaned softly, pressed up against the cool tile wall, opening his lips and absolutely loving the other's forcefulness.
Antonio grinned against the other's lips, nibbling down on one and reaching an arm down to pick up Lovino's leg, winding it around his waist
and moaning at the much closer contact.
(( If I were there, I would be recording you both under the bed. ))
He quickly took the oppurtunity, with his leg wrapped around the other's waist, to push against him, a moan slipping from his mouth.
[[Is that so, fff. XD /Notes not to invite Hun on vacations]]
Antonio rolled his hips against the other's happily, deepning the kiss again to ravish the other's mouth. "Hnnhn~"
"Ah-ahh..." He leaned against the shower wall for support, standing there dumbly, stunned by the affection. His cheeks flushed bright red.
Antonio pulled away after a moment to grin, tucking his head in the other's neck and nipping down. "So cuuute~like a red tomato~"
"Not cute," Lovino mumbled, tilting into the nibbles and taking a few deep breaths, calming down slightly.
Rolling his hips again, the Spaniard bit down a little harder, now sucking at his pulse. "Hnn, so so cuuute~"
"Sh-shut it--" The brunette moaned softly, leg slipping off the other's waist as Spain ground against him.
(( D8 /FEELS DEJECTED oh okay I'll just lurk *whimpers* ))
[[-Laughs- It's bad enough we've got Vash taping us...]]
"Make me~" he purred, leaning back up to press gentle kisses to the other's lips and get a hold of his hips, pulling them against his own.
(takes popcorn)
He panted out a tiny moan, dripping with water. "F-fine then," he mumbled, reaching down and stroking the Spaniard's cock a few teasing
times.
Antonio let out a low moan, bucking his hips forward into the touches; at the same time, he reached a hand forward and stroked the other's
curl, gripping it between two fingers.
"Ah-ahhn--!" He moaned loudly, pressing forward against his husband dizzily, hands pressed against his chest in an attempt to steady
himself. The Italian was flushed from head to toe.
"See, tomato." he laughed quietly, pressing a kiss to the other's lips and winding the curl gently around his forefinger.
"D-dumba*aaahh*!" His words blended into a moan, jerking forwards and pressing more closely to Spain, growing hard very quickly.
Antonio was quickly getting to that same state, grinding and rubbing up against the Italian. "H-haa--!"
"N-nn--" Lovino leaned up for a messy kiss, eyes half-lidded and darkened with lust, breath coming out in shallow pants.
Antonio happily kissed him back, drifting a hand down to rest between the other's legs, stroking his entrance. His fingers were already
soaking wet; but the gentle prodding served as warning, waiting for a sign to go ahead.
He pulled away from the kiss at the touch, looking up and breathing heavily. "W...want me to turn around...?"
He nodded, pressing gentle kisses to the other's neck and cheek as encouragement. "Por favor."
He nodded, offering a smile with lust-colored eyes, and spun around, pressing his chest against the shower tile, back getting covered with
water.
Antonio took a moment to enjoy the sight before him and how much of an absolute *turn on* it was; grinning, he spread his own legs to
steady himself, then slipped a wet finger inside the other, leaning over to kiss his neck.
Romano knew that the weird sensation was something he'd never get used to; the Italian bit at his lip, tilting his neck into the kiss, and
did his best to make stretching him easy for the other, taking in and holding a deep breath.
Antonio carefully searched inside the other, crooking his finger every now and again, until he felt the brush of throbbing nerves underneath
his fingertip.
O-oh fuck-- "A-*Antonio*!" he screeched, jerking forwards with a dizzied moan, breath quickening and shallowing.
Grinning, he leaned over to press butterfly kisses to the other's neck, stroking the spot mercilessly and addnig a second finger.
Mercilessly was right-- The southern Italian let out another screech, bending over a bit, trembling from the stroking of that spot. "A-ahh--
o-oh god, t-that's--" His legs were shaking, swallowing after speaking.
(( ...... -wipes away nosebleed- ))