Will You Be My Valentine, Italy? (Yaoi)(lemon)

"Germany! Germany! I need your heeeeeeeellpppp!!" Italy screamed into the phone. "France won't leave me alone! I just came to give him a Valentine's Day card!" Italy squealed in panic.

Germany froze. 'What is France DOING to Italy?!' Germany thought angrily. 'Yet again I have to save Italy's ass.' He stood up immediately and dashed out the door, going after Italy.

France slid his finger across Italy's chin and laughed his creepy French laugh. "Italyyyyyy, so I was thinking. It is Valentine's Day and you are here with me... You want to be my Valentine?" He said as he caressed Italy's face and smirked.

"Germanyyyyyyyyyy!" Italy screeched desperately as he awaited Germany's arrival. Clearly ignoring France, Italy looked toward the door with a worried expression, becoming even more worried with each second that went by.

"What, are you just going to igno-" France was cut off by Germany barging through the doorway of his home.

"Don't worry Italy I'm here!" Germany exclaimed as if he felt the worry Italy had been feeling the whole time. He zoomed over to Italy and placed an arm around his chest, knocking France over in the process. "Italy..." Germany mumbled quietly.

"No please don't take him away I don't have anything without him!" France screamed toward Germany, who was already carrying Italy over his shoulder toward the broken door.

'Obviously a lie, France. You have every girl you see when you lay your eyes on them,' Germany thought as he walked down the porch steps of France's house.

"Oh Germany thank goodness you came! France grabbed me from the doorway as I offered him his card and tied me to a chair, but luckily he didn't notice me calling you since he was glued to the sight of my body in front of him and then he wanted me to be his Valentine and..." Italy continued babbling on until Germany brought them home.

"We're home Italy," Germany said, interrupting Italy's long blabbing session. Germany opened the door to the house and wrapped his arm around Italy's fragile shoulders, nudging him into the doorway.

"Oh! Home already!" Italy hopped into the house and sprinted off.

"Italy! Where are you going?" Germany questioned as he followed the direction Italy headed off to. 'Sometimes I just don't know what is with that little Italian. It makes him all the more adorable though- wait what am I thinking?! I have to stop thinking this way,' Germany thought on and on about this until he noticed his door was opened.

As Germany slid open the door to his bedroom he noticed Italy standing by his bed in only boxers, and he was munching on some heart chocolates he had on the bed side table. "Oh Germany! Glad you could join me! I was tired so I decided to go to bed! I wanted to sleep with you, Italy continued with a mouth full of chocolates,"is that okay?" Italy asked as he slipped his feet under the covers, pulling them up to his waist and laid his head on the pillow, leaving his chest exposed to the air.

'W-what is going on... Why do I.. Feel this way...?' Germany glanced at Italy's face caked with chocolate, his curl that curved gracefully on the side of his head, and how the bed sheets laid on top of his body, accentuating every curve of his body. 'I.. I can't fight this urge... I..' Germany thought.

"Uhh.. Germany? Are you going to... Join me?" Italy said through the sticky chocolate that covered his tongue as he noticed Germany just staring at him. "Uh.."

Germany stepped over to the bed and laid overtop of Italy. He breathed down Italy's neck and planted a few kisses here and there.

"G-Germany... W-what are you.. Doing? I didn't know you l-liked me this way..." Italy spoke softly through the gooey chocolate in his mouth and closed his eyes. He felt a chill descend his spine as Germany continued down his chest and around each of his nipples.

"I've l-liked you for a long time Italy," he slurred as he thought to himself why on earth he was telling such a thing, "I've been too afraid to tell you..." He plunged his head back down and sucked on Italy's right nipple. He licked its tip and closed his eyes. As he pulled away a trail of saliva trailed down Italy's chest. He slid down his whole body, slowly to make sure he gently crossed over Italy's bulge.

"Oh... Germany..." Italy forced his words out in between soft moans. "I.. I like you too..." Italy whispered as he put a hand on Germany's strong back. He grabbed hold of Germany's shoulder as he pressed his lips against the lining of Italy's boxers. Germany gripped his teeth around the boxers and pulled them swiftly down and off of Italy's member.

"That's.. Good..." Germany murmured as he moved his way back up to the middle of Italy's legs. He pushed his lips against the Italian's shaft and soon swept it into his mouth. He sucked in and out to the rhythm of his fast heart beat.

"Oh!" Italy gasped in delight as he shut his eyes tight. He sent his hands through the German's blonde hair as he continued faster and faster. "Germany! I-I'm... gonna.." the Italian moaned, "I'm cumming!"

The German swallowed and let Italy's bulge slowly out of his mouth, licking the tip one last time and popping his head up to Italy's face.

"Italy..." Germany silently mumbled as he stared into Italy's eyes. He licked the chocolate off of the corners of Italy's mouth and crashed his lips against his. His tongue entered and explored the Italian's mouth.

Not caring that these lips were just on his own dick, Italy pulled Germany's head in close and deepened the kiss.

Germany's tongue hugged Italy's as he tasted the sweet chocolate traces still left in his mouth. He ended the kiss and let his forhead rest on Italy's.

"Germany..." Italy murmured as he shut his eyes in contentment, his arousal dying down.

"Italy.. I.." Germany breathlessly spoke, "Ich liebe dich..." He swiped his thumbe along Italy's cheek and slid it up to his curl. He intertwined his finger in the curl.

"Ti amo anch'io, Germany..." A smile appeared across his face.

"Happy Valentines Day Italy."

"Happy Valentines Day," the Italian said, grabbing a chocolate from the box and putting half of it in his mouth. He gave the other half to Germany and culed up next to his body.

The German draped his arm around Italy's side and they laid there like that until they both fell asleep in the warmth of each other's presence.