Torture (2p! Italy X Reader) (DISCONTINUED!!!)

XII - A New Day

Luciano woke up, (y/n)'s head in his muscular chest.

He smirked and kissed the top of her head before he got up.

He stretched his arms and flexed his muscles. He wasn't as buff as Lutz but he wasn't as thin as Oliver.

"Good-a morning, me-a!" Luciano sighed happily.

He put on his casual clothes and picked up the bits of Flavio's suit, throwing them in a basket.

He went out his room and went down into the living room, seeing Flavio asleep on the couch with cat headphones on his ears.

"Stronzo." Luciano growled.

He went in the kitchen and began to make pasta.

(y/n) soon woke up and yawned.

She looked around, confused about why and what she's doing in Luciano's room.

She looked under the blanket and gasped. "Oh shit. Did we..."

(y/n) looked on the floor, only to see high heels, and a dress on the floor. "Oh, we did..."

She grabbed her stuff and ran out the room, running into her room.

She locked the door, and quickly put on clothes, still panicking at what they had done.

Luciano heard running footsteps upstairs and smirked. "She's awake..."

Flavio woke up, his cat headphones glowing. "Are-a you and-a (y/n) done-a fucking? I couldn't-a sleep last-a night..." He yawned, stretching his arms, his blonde hair a mess.

"Shut up!" Luciano yelled from the kitchen.

"Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious." Flavio yawned, getting off the couch.

He went up the stairs, and passed by a panicking (y/n).

"Morning?" He yawned.

"Morning, Flavi!" (y/n) yelled his nickname, running down the stairs.

Flavio blinked as he yawned and went up the stairs to finally sleep peacefully.

(y/n) was greeted by the fresh smell of pasta.

Luciano saw her, and greeted her. "Buon Giorno~"

"L-Luciano..." (y/n) muttered.

"Take-a a seat, bella." Luciano said, pointing at a chair near the table. "The-a pasta will-a be done-a soon."

(y/n) gulped and did take a seat. "Uhm, question, Luciano."

"Si?" Luciano asked, pouring in blood as the sauce, licking his lips at his actions. "What-a is it-a?"

"Did we have sex last night?" (y/n) asked. "I woke up in your room, completely naked. So, did we?"

Luciano smirked. "She found out, no?"

"Yes, we-a did." He smirked, mixing the sauce with the pasta.

"Did you at least put some protection?" (y/n) gulped.

Luciano's magenta eyes shot wide open. "Oh, merde..."

He gulped and looked (y/n) from the kitchen. "Uhm...no?"

(y/n) turned as pale as mozzarella. "Oh...we-we didn't?"

"S-Si?" Luciano chuckled nervously.

(y/n) nodded and fainted on the table.

"(y/n)!" Luciano exclaimed, running towards her. "Crap...I-a totally forgot-a to put-a on a condom-a!"

He turned pale as well. "Oh no...what-a if she's-a..."

Luciano fainted also, (y/n) unconscious in his arms.

Flavio was still fast asleep, hearing his brother and (y/n) fucking all night, so he was unable to hear the two faint.