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Spamano (otra vez...again)

Yo! So QueenOfLla requested Spamano with Lovi having a pain kink. I'll wing this chapter the best I can and I hope you enjoy!
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Lovi felt his breath catch in his lungs, the feeling of Antonio grinding their hips was making his body slowly heat up. Antonio was a bit more reserved, his lips peppering kissing up and down Lovino's neck, "Mi tomate~ Que bontito eres~" My tomato~ How pretty you are~

"T-tomato-bastar-aaah~"

Lovi was cut off by a bruising grip on his thighs, Tonio's nails were almost digging into the flesh. The italian let out a whimper at the feeling, the heat pooling faster into his stomach. Lovi knew the spaniard was teasing him and that he knew how to reduce Lovi into mush under his hands, "Ah Ah Lovi, what did I teach you about those words~"

Romano would really prefer dying than giving into what the tomato bastard wanted; Spain on the other hand, was delighted to take apart the older italian. The smaller nation remained quiet and let Spain do as he wanted, it wasn't to bad to just take it than to give in. Yet even so, Antonio wanted to hear his little tomate. His hand got a good distance before slapping down onto Lovino's thigh with a loud 'smack!', "Ahh! Toni!"

smack!

"Say it Lovi."

smack!

"mmmh! Anto-ahh"

smack!

"Do I need to repeat myself Lovi?"

smack!

"p-pahhh~"

smack!

"the longer you stall, the more I'll spank your pretty little ass Lovi~"

'Yes, please. More, harder. I want it to hurt.' He didn't voice it of course but when the spaniard's hand came down once again, the italian moaned loudly, "p-papí!"

((Just gonna, take my bags and uh, leave. )) The spanks immediately stopped, Lovino didn't need to turn to know Antonio was pleased. The rough hands massaged his swelling asscheeks; Spain hummed in appreciation while Romano mewled at the feeling. When the pain dulled, Romano wiggled his hips at Tonio; the spanish nation grunted quietly at the presentation, "papí, quiero mas." I want more

Antonio murmured loud enough for Lovi to hear, his hips beginning to grind against Lovi's, "Quieres mas qué?" Want more what?

Lovi was stumped, he didn't want to ask, he didn't wanna give into his shameful fantasies. Not that this was a fantasy, this was very much real. It felt too good to form words, Toni's hips fit too well with his; the spaniard was ready to resume his punishments if Lovi stayed quiet, he very much wanted the italian nation writhe beneath him, "Lovi~"

It was a warning, Romano knew it, he was going to get more spankings or worse if he was silent. His hips however, continued to rock and grind into Antonio's, speaking for him. It just wasn't what Spain wanted so the older nation stilled both of their hips, the younger struggling to get relief, "T-toni. please?"

A loud smack echo'd in the room, a whimper coming from Lovi; Lovi's prick was dripping at ths point, he ground down into the mattress with hopes he could get away with it, "What was that? I didn't hear you, mi amor."

The italian mewled in glee at the friction he had, hips rocking into the mattress until the spaniard pulled him up to sit of his lap, facing away from the nation for the spaniard to whisper in his ear, "Lovi~ you dirty little boy, did you think I wouldn't notice the second you moved your hips from my hands? You'll have to be punished, I must've become a pushover if you think you can get away with pleasing yourself without my permission."