Slowly || ItaEng Fluffy Lemon OneShot

Slowly

It all started when the two of them were laying down on their bed on a calm Saturday evening, the Italian spooning the Brit and gently yet lightly kissing his neck, which the said man enjoyed because it relaxed him and made him feel safe and comforted.

They were just laying there together, until Feliciano's kisses became small yet loving nibbles on Arthur's pale neck that had a few small and barely visible hickeys on it from at least a week or two because the brunette couldn't keep his hands nor lips to himself.

Now, he couldn't do so either. Because his British boyfriend was like a drug that he kept on having, kind of secretly; since the said man was too embarrassed to even hold hands in public. He would faint or maybe even die from embarrassment if the Italian even kissed or held him!

But, anyway, back to the story.

Feliciano lightly even bit and sucked on his neck and shoulder that were able to be seen because of the Brit's huge sweatshirt that was obviously adorable on him.

Arthur shivered and moved his head a tad to give the other more space as he held onto a pillow. Small whimpers passed his mouth as his neck was being kind of abused with the bites and nips, but also pleasured with the soft kisses and light suckles.

The Italian soon moved them around so that he was on top of the other male. He gently took the pillow away and moved the Brit's hair out of his face. He caressed his cheek carefully, as if the masterpiece of a human- a nation was going to break right in front of him and in his arms. His fingers then went to his neck, caressing it lightly as well and hearing the other's breath hitch just a little bit because he touched a love bite and a hickey that were surprisingly very close to each other.

Arthur lightly clenched the sheets beside his head as his lover went and attacked his neck again, lightly breathing on it; especially the marks he left. He then felt him move upwards to his ear and whisper something kind of perverted but it was loving nonetheless. It also succeeded in making the Brit blush like mad, of course.

Feliciano felt his lover shiver, also feeling the light heat from his ear and cheek that were crimson red. He chuckled lightly and carefully rolled his long sweatshirt up, revealing the shorts he was wearing. They could barely be seen so he had no idea that the other was wearing them.

He looked at his British lover with a look that asked if all of that was okay with him, since it was both their and Arthur's first time doing this. He was still kind of shocked how he was still a virgin, but it kind of made sense in the end.

The Brit looked back at him and hesitated before nodded a tad, a crimson blush on his cheeks that kept on darkening by every minute. He was internally glad that someone so gentle and loving was going to be his first and hopefully even last.

Feliciano then smiled and nodded, leaning down to kiss his forehead. "I'm glad that you trust me. Ti amo, amore mio." He whispered softly and lovingly, wanting to relax the other as much as he could.

The Brit smiled softly and relaxed, just like his lover wanted. "I.. I love you, too.." He whispered back to the other. He didn't notice his legs opening a bit for the other, but it was probably on instinct.

The taller man was surprised but he let it pass as he kissed his lover gently, his hands sneakily taking the waistband of the shorts and noticing that there was no underwear, actually. He found it surprising but he didn't say anything related to that, just lightly bit his bottom lip and smirked slightly when his invitation was recieved and he was let to explore the Brit's mouth.

Feliciano soon slowly slid off his shorts as he felt the shorter man shiver and gasp slightly under him from the sudden coldness on his private parts. He could tell that he was barely used to being pretty much naked in front of another man. He could tell that his lover felt embarrassed, but he kept on kissing him, only parting when they needed air.

Arthur was currently dying from embarrassment, quivering and weakly clenching the sheets beside his head. He was very impatient but he didn't want to seem as if he was a slut or something. He patiently waited while he felt his shorts being taken off by his Italian lover who suddenly stopped kissing him and sat up, reaching for the little bottle of lube that was on their bedside table.

Feliciano then looked down at his lover and almost felt as if he could get a nosebleed, just from seeing him like that. He shook his thoughts away and gently spread the Brit's legs, feeling a light blush crawl on his face. "Keep your legs like that, sweetheart." He whispered to him, glad when he saw his darling nod and keep his legs like that. He knew that he was very flexible so that job was pretty easy for him.

The Italian then started to pour some lube on his hands then heat it up before he carefully inserted one finger inside his lover, hearing his breath hitch. He then leaned over and kissed him to calm him down while he waited for approval to move his finger then add the second one then soon the third one. He didn't actually have to wait for that long, thankfully.

After preparing and stretching the Englishman, Feliciano then unbuttoned and unzipped his pants to    put a condom and some lube on his member.

After he did that, he positioned himself at Arthur's entrance and placed his knees on his shoulders, then looked down at the said man. "Ready?"

The Brit hesitated a slight bit but soon nodded. "R-Ready." He answered, his whole body feeling as if it was on fire.

The Italian nodded and smiled a tad, leaning down and kissing him gently as he slowly and carefully pushed in. He felt his lover gasp into the kiss, hearing the sheets scrunching up in his pale and freckle covered hands.

After finally a few minutes, that felt like centuries because of Arthur being tight, the Italian's lover whispered a small. "Y-You can move.."

Feliciano nodded and started to slowly and carefully move in and out of the other, hearing small whimpers and gasps that soon turned into soft moans.

Arthur was currently completely lost in the pleasure, his back arched and his mouth opened, making all of his moans easily heard.

His moans grew in volume as he became putty in his Italian lover's hands who was enjoying listening the other feel pleasured.

Feliciano soon sped up and got a tad harder, making the other moan even louder. He also felt the other tightening around him and that is when he heard that the Brit was very close. He had to admit he was as well, so he said so as he kept on thrusting in and out of Arthur, while placing kisses on his neck.

After a few more moments, the Englishman came with a loud moan and an arch of his back. The Italian came a few seconds after him, biting into the space inbetween his neck and his shoulder, a quiet growl was also able to be heard from the back of his throat. He soon pulled out and laid beside him after taking the condom off and tying it together then throwing it away.

They both panted and slowly managed to recover from their high. The first one to speak up was Arthur. "That was.. amazing.." He whispered, looking up at the ceiling while still slightly panting.

The Italian nodded and chuckled lightly. "Yeah.. it was.." He reached for his lover with one arm and was glad when he got the shorter to curl up to his side.

And like that, the couple slowly fell asleep without a care in this world.