Hetalia yaoi lime\fluff\sad. ONESHOTS

Not so innocent {Germany x Italy}

{Germany's P.O.V}
"Come on faster! Run quicker Italy! You have 10 more laps!" I yelled at the tiny, sweet Italian boy. Italy was panting hard, getting weaker every time he tried to run. Suddenly, Italy fell to the floor, face as red as a tomato and breathing heavily.
He wasn't hurt luckily, just tired from all the running. I walked over to him, looking down at his helpless face as he panted away, his mouth wide open. My mind started to go into those.."Thoughts" and I shook my head, trying to get them out of my head. 'He's innocent for goodness sake Germany! You can't think things like that.' I thought to myself.
I picked Italy up gently and that little strand of weird hair brushed against my chest, his large eyes flashed open, but they weren't the adorable, bright ones..They were full of lust. He whispered my name "G-Germany~..". This so, so innocent boy..Was turning lustful?! I must be dreaming! 'Snap out of it Germany!" I shouted to myself.
But soon enough, I found out the little boy..Really had fallen for me. He looked up at me, Italy had turned into a beast..And I was starting to love it. I rapidly carried him inside my house, pinning the Italian male to my bed. I tugged and licked around his curl, which was now in a love heart shape. He let out shaky moans. My hands roamed up his sky-blue shirt, touching every little bit of soft skin on his delicate body.
His warm hands ran through my blond locks, making it very messy, but at this moment I couldn't argue with him. Italy was so, so gentle with me, so surprisingly I was too. We might get..Rougher in the future.  But for now I wanted to be gentle and loving.
I kissed his soft lips with mine, our lips connecting together like a puzzle. I slowly deepened the kiss and my hands rubbed his thighs, making him groan in pleasure. I pulled away, planting butterfly kisses and hickeys down his fragile but strong body.
"G-Germany~~." He moaned out, loving how gentle I was being with him. I pulled the Italian into a sloppy kiss, my legs wrapping around tightly around his tiny waist. I parted our lips, our bodies together "a-are you sure?~" Italy nodded..And that's where it started.

~the next day~
Italy groaned loudly in pain, curling up "I-I'm so sore!" I comforted him, giving him pain killers, pasta and hot chocolate. Italy slowly calmed, smiling "t-ti amo Germany." I finally smiled too "ich liebe dich auch.".
Italy giggled "ve~. Germany loves me!~" and he wrapped his arms around me, cuddling into my chest.

I love this cute pasta lover..
And I will forever...
And I will never leave him..