I am redoing this cause why not? The first one was even confusing for me. 😊 Sorry boos~
This is dedicated to csw247💟🙌
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Italy hummed softly to himself as you snuck up behind him. You hugged his sides and he turned around, almost bashing your head with the spoon he was using.
"Oh caro! Mi hai spaventato!(Oh dear! You scared me!)" Italy took a gasp or two as he placed his free hand on his chest. He look up and smiled back at you. That sweet, charming smile.
You stared at his smile for a little bit before it turned into a slight frown.
"Vee, are you okay, (y/n)?" He snaps his fingers infront of your face. You shook your head and smiled. You quickly nodded and stepped back. Italy smiled and turn around. He continued to cook. You peered over his shoulder. Pasta. You chuckled softly. What else?
Italy look over and set the timer for 7 minutes. As soon as he set down the timer, he grabbed your wrists and pinned you against the refrigerator. Your eyes widened as he instantly began to kiss you cheek. He roughly pecked down to your neck and all over it. You bit down on your bottom lip and banging your head against the fridge, arching your back in towards him. You gasped as Italy bit your neck. He held your hands above your head and snaked his other hand down to your parts. You gasped as he began to slowly rub you above your leggings. Italy pressed two fingers against you and moved his face in front of yours, close enough for you to kiss him, but not enough. You panted onto his lips as he quietly stared at yours. Italy smiled and kept pressuring you. You let out a little groan before the timer went off. Italy immediately went to his childish smile and attended to his pasta like nothing ever happened. You sunk to the floor, lightly panting for air.
You looked up at Italy. So many emotions were going through your head. Confusion, love, lust,... You were wondering what happened to the original Italy. He continued making his pasta and while he was getting dinner ready, he shot you a glance. He smiled and turned to you.
"Vee, hey bellissimo(beautiful), what's the matter? Come take a seat." Italy smiled, innocently. You nod shyly and head to the dining room. You sit down and look up. Italy places a plate of pasta in front. He pushes your chair in and sits next to you. Italy looks diagonally at you as he begins to eat. You gladly dig in as well. Italy sets down his fork and looks at you. You stop with your fork in your mouth and look up at him. Italy was looking at you, lustfully. You shoot him a confused look. Italy chuckled as he stood up. He walked around the corner of the table and pulled you away from the table. He crouched down in front of you and smiled. He took the fork out and kissed you passionately. Your eyes widened and you froze. Italy closed his eyes and began to make out with you. He slipped your shirt off and pin your hands to the back of the chair. Italy slowly left a trail of kisses down to your chest. Bruises, kisses, and hickies were left on your neck as Italy continued downwards. Italy took off your bra and pushed against you until the back of the chair reached the wall behind. You took a deep breath and arched your back towards Italy as he bit into your chest. He teased you and continued to the stomach. He looked up as you looked at him. You ran your fingers through his hair as he kissed slowly all over your belly and then down to your parts. Italy pulls off your leggings and begins to tease you even more. He runs his hands up and down your thighs. You let out soft moans as he begins to lick you from between your legs. You get a tighter grip on his hair as he continues. Italy playfully pulls off your panties by biting down and slipping them off.
"I-Italy.." You murmured as he pressed his lips against yours.
"Shhhh." He smirked and went back down. Italy began to flick his tongue up and down. You gasped then began to pant quietly. Italy slowly entered his tongue and you gasped. You bit you lower lip, hard. Italy continued runbing your thighs and continued. After teasing your endlessly, you almost give in. Almost. Italy moves away before you climaxed. You gasped for air as Italy moves back. He casually went to the table and took the plates. Italy strolled to the kitchen and put away the plates. Meanwhile, you closed your legs. You still felt an urge and felt pain in your regions so you sighed, bit your lower lip, and spread your legs. You silently moaned as you rubbed your clit. You continued to rub yourself as Italy joined the room. He saw you, arching your back and moaning louder. He smirked and snuck over. Italy clasped your mouth closed and looked down. You snaked your hand up against his bulge. You rubbed slowly before taking his pants and boxers off. You pulled out his friend and began to massage it. Italy groaned slightly as you continued. He moved back as you moved forward. You shyly took your chest and placed Italy's dick in between. You began to massage him like this. You looked at Italy as he glanced at you. You took his tip and began to suck on it. You movrd back and forth, moving back with his tip at your chest and as you moved forward, you kissed his tip. Back and forth, back and forth. You continued until you released your chest and began to manually massage him. You opened your mouth wide and stuck out your tongue. Italy cums and cum sprayed all over your face. You smiled and giggled as you smeared some onto your fingers and licked them. Italy picked you up and laid you on the table. You laid on your back and smiled. You giggled as you spread your legs, Italy helping you out. He looked at you.
"You are such a little perv." He whispered as he grabbed your butt. "How dare you not wait for your daddy?" You whimper as your regions begin to hurt again. "What do you have to say for yourself?" He whispered seductively as he began to place his tip against you.
"I'm sorry." You whispered.
"And?" Italy began to rub his rip up and down against you.
"Please."
"Please what?"
"Please...give me your dick." You whimpered.
"Why?"
"Because."
"Because?"
"Because i need it."
"Oh really?" Italy began to push inside of you. You squealed as he pushed into you. "This is for going on without me." He thrusted into you. You let out a scream. You began to whimper with pain as he continued. "You played with yourself." Another thrust. Another squeal. "You played with me." Another advance forward. Another groan. "You did not ask for permission." Italy grunted with every word, he pounded into you. You sobbed loudly as he continued. Italy looked up and smirked as he grabbed your neck.
"Make me scream, make me scream, make me scream! Make me-" You wailed loudly. Italy gripped your neck and rammed harder into you. You screamed as your legs wrapped tightly and squeezed Italy's waist. Italy growled playfully and moved back. He licked you up and moved back.
"Just know, we live together. And I am the dominant." Italy smirked as he walked away. You laid on the table, cooling off.
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The end ❤
