Italy, together and apart

Midnight kisses

  After dinner, it was really late so Prussia and Germany let me spend the night. Prussia had plans the next day so he went to bed early and Germany got into the shower, leaving me alone in the house to get ready for bed. I strip down to my boxers since Germany gets mad if I sleep naked. His room is clean and organized, like always. I lay in his bed like I used to, immediately feeling at home. His bed is just the right mix of hard and soft. I love the feeling of the sheets on my skin and his pillows are always cold just like I like them. The blankets are warm and I find myself curled up and ready for bed when he gets out of the shower.
"Ve~Germany your bed is my favorite!" I say. He looks a bit surprised and puts on a black tank top along with his boxers.
"Italy, we gave you your own bed you know that, right?" I nod and pat the bed.
"I want to sleep with you, though." I smile and he shakes his head.
"Sorry, Italy, not tonight." He picks me up bringing me to my own room and kissing me goodnight like he promised. I frown and lay down. "Goodnight."
"Goodnight, Germany." I reply, a bit upset that he doesn't want me in his room.
  He leaves and goes back to his room, leaving me in the pitch black room alone. I sigh and try to sleep, but, after a while I give up and sneak to Germany's room where he is asleep already. I crawl into his bed next to him, careful not to wake him up, and cuddle him. He must think I'm a pillow because he soon pulls me to him and cuddles me back. I close my eyes and fall asleep in his arms once more.
  I wake up a bit later when Germany starts kissing my neck. Confused, I try talking, only to let out a soft moan. He doesn't respond when I talk to him so I push on his chest and look at him. He's still asleep, but he knows exactly where I am, judging by his hands roaming my body and his expertly placed kisses...
"Italy..." He whispers as he kisses my neck. I jump a bit, wondering  if he woke up to know it's me.
"Ve...yes, Germany?" I whisper back. With no reply I push on his chest to show him asleep again. How does he know it's me? I clearly heard my name...I shrug off my weird feeling and let myself enjoy the attention he's giving me, moaning softly with every kiss.
"Italy, you smell good...just like you always do." He says. I smile at the compliment, even though he's asleep. So that's how he knows it's me...he can tell my scent apart from others just like I can with his. My thoughts are cut short when he bites my neck a bit hard, sending shivers down my spine. I can't help moaning louder than before and accidentally  waking him up. He backs from my neck and looks at me, blushing."What are you doing in my bed, Italy?" I feel my cheeks burning and I tense.
"I couldn't sleep so I came in here...sorry."I reply, afraid he will be mad, which he is.
"Italy, I told you not to come in my bed tonight!" He says, looking me over. "What happened? What did I do?"
"Ve, nothing really, Germany." He looks at my unbuttoned shirt and at my body.
"Italy...I'm sorry. You're covered in hickies...I did that, didn't I?" I nod, not knowing about the hickies until he brought it up and knowing that he wouldn't believe me if I lied to him. "Shit...Italy, you should go back in your room before you get hurt. I'm sorry..." I shake my head and sit up.
"Ve~It's okay, I liked it and you weren't rough on me! I actually was hoping you wouldn't wake up so you could continue..." I look down, avoiding his eyes, ashamed of myself. He sighs loud enough for me to hear and shakes his head.
"Italy, you should go back to your room, I really don't want to hurt you in my sleep." I look at him, upset.
"No...please. If I get hurt, I won't blame you it will be my fault...please let me stay here. I don't want to be alone." I force him to look at me and kiss him.
"I don't want to hurt you...but fine. If you really want to be in here that badly, you can. Just be careful." He says.
  I smile and nod, laying back down with him facing the other way. I force myself to fall asleep before him, but, sure enough, a couple hours later I am awake again with Germany on top of me, this time french kissing me and being more passionate. I hold in my moans so he doesn't wake up, being selfish and keeping him asleep does me good. I haven't felt him in so long and I love how he kisses me in his sleep. It's as if he really wants me to be with him. It's nice.
  After a while of enjoying his passionate kisses and soft touches, he lays back down and goes back to being still with his arms around me, causing me to fall asleep as well.