smutty hetalia one-shots [Spamano]

When your husband is away at a meeting

*folds hands and smiles* Did you want a masturbation scene featuring Spain? *unfolds hands and slides paper over* Here, I'm giving you a masturbation featuring Spain!

Spain rolled over in his sleep, feeling the bed for a body that would normally be beside him. When his hand meant cold sheets, he cracked open one eye to see that said body was not there. Spain sighed and rolled onto his back, opening both eyes and staring at the ceiling.

He looked at a weird spot on the ceiling that he could have sworn was not there before. He studied it for a minute before deciding it was time to get up and start the day, without Romano.

It was when Spain sat up and stretched that his eye caught something. It was a note. He picked it up and read:

Morning Bastard.

My damn boss wanted me and Veneziano for a meeting to discuss a financial situation. Of course he fucking needed both of us. Damn piss-guzzler. Sorry I couldn't be there when you woke up. I hope your fucking going to think of me. I know I will.

Ti amo,
Romano

A smile found its way onto the Spaniard's face. So that's where his husband had gone off to.

Nevertheless, he pulled off the covers and padded his way to the shower, hoping to get everything done before Romano came home.

He turned on the shower and quickly got in, still thinking about the note. Slowly, this thought moulded into Romano himself, which turned into a reminder of their anniversary a couple nights before..

Once he deemed his fingers lubed enough, Romano moved his hand and pushed his first finger against Antoinio's hole. The Italian bent done, avoiding his husband's stomach and pressed their lips together while slowly pushing a finger into Spain.

The older nation gasped into Romano's mouth. This gave Lovino a chance to shove his tongue into Antoinio's mouth. The Spaniard moaned gently at feeling Romano both in his mouth and his ass....

Spain shook his head, trying to rid the thought.

Too late.

His cock was already erect, begging for attention. And it would take all of Spain's willpower not to answer it.

He slowly wrapped one of his hands around his cock, shivering from the pleasure that touching himself gave. He leaned on the wall and slowly started to run his hand up and down.

An image of Romano popped into his head. The Romano in his head tipped his head to the side and made a "tch" noise.

"Touching yourself? Never thought I'd see this..."

Spain's hips jutted forward. "W-what?"

Dream Romano gave a faint chuckle. "I like how you're looking. All vulnerable. It makes me wanna shove my hard cock up your ass again..."

The shower felt incredibly hot and the water running down his cock made it easier for his hand to move. He leaned his forehead against the wall, shivering slightly when the coldness met his heated skin.

"What are you thinking about, you bastard?" Dream Romano demand, his eyes dark with lust.

"Y-you, of course!!" The Spaniard started to move his hand faster.

"Hmm," Romano said. "I like that..."

The Spaniard didn't answer. Instead, he trailed his left hand down his and slowly circled his asshole with one finger.

He right hand moved faster on his cock, a moan escaping his throat, laden with bite marks from the night before.

Antoinio pushed his finger into the heat of ass, a mixture of pain and pleasure shooting to his already erect cock, leaking with precum.

Within a couple minutes, a second was pushed in. He thrust his fingers in and out while pumping his cock with mad speed, every so often moaning his husband's name.

Suddenly, his fingers found his prostate. Another moan was ripped from Spain's throat. He rubbed his fingers on his prostate, sending waves of pleasure throughout his body, making his nerves stand up on end. He flicked the precum of the top of his cock, feeling his release start to build up.

Lovino's name was constantly falling from his lips, in both breathy whispers and loud yells. If the Italian was to walk in on him now, Spain would not be embarrassed, he knew what his husband would do.

All at once, his orgasm crashed down, cum sped out of his cock and hit the wall. Spain took a deep breath, his cock now limp, fingers still in his ass.

A smile grew on his face. He couldn't wait till his little tomato got home!

Short, I know. But, today, I finished reading Auf Wiedershen, Sweetheart and I really don't know what to do with myself.

All I know is that I ship GetIta MUCH harder then I did before.

Each time I think about that fic, I get butterflies in my stomach at how beautiful it was.

ALSO!!  The part where Spain is remembering a night with Romano is going to be posted TOMORROW!! For Christmas!

Hope you enjoyed!!