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Antonio’s lips took the shape of a smirk, he was getting so close to what he wanted. His fingers moved quicker and deeper, looking for that sweet spot that would make his lover beg easily. The hand on his member started doing the opposite, moving slower and barely touching it. He leaned down to his ear, taking in his ear lobe and sucking it a bit, moaning to get him going more, letting go to murmur into his ear “How hard?”

“Until I…scream.” He moaned out, his mind clouded from the amazing sensations running through him. He squirmed under the larger male as those skilled fingers brushed lightly against that sensitive bundle of nerves and he called out Spain’s name. “Dio! Bastardo.. *tightens his grip on the other desperately* Te necesito..!”

He brushed against the bundle of nerves one more time before replacing his fingers with himself, slamming in so hard it almost sent the chair they were on flying backwards. “A-A-A…” It left him speechless, the warmth and tightness was so much more intoxicated than he could imagine. Antonio’s back slightly arched as he pushed a bit more, loving how it always went completely inside. His hips moved by themselves, his breathing still trying to get even, “D-Dios mio…..Ahy Dios mio!!”

Lovino cried out loudly, the sudden intrusion sending a ripple of overwhelming heat throughout him. His body naturally tensing and tightening around Antonio before he relaxed back against the couch again, his heart pounding in his chest. The Italian’s breathing was shallow at first as he adjusted, but it only added to the heightened state he was in. Lovi turned his red face away, jumbled murmurs of encouragement slipping from his lips.

Antonio took a hold of his lover’s face, turning towards him as he kept thrusting harder and deeper. He managed to give him a sweet smile, trying so hard to not moan or grunt as he did. “M-Mírame……sí?” He caressed his cheek and started to kiss him again, never stopping his hips from moving. Antonio moaned into his mouth, taking advantage of a slight opening and sticking his tongue inside the other’s mouth, exploring every inch of his mouth as his hands roamed the rest of his body.

Lovino’s hands wound their way around Antonio’s neck, pulling his closer as he deepened their kiss. The Italian’s hips moved in rhythm against his lover’s, taking him in deeply with each thrust. Their tongues tangled and teased in breathless bliss. His skin shivered under Spain’s touch as the heat only grew inside him. Pulling back only the slightest, he pressed their foreheads together and looked into Toni’s bright eyes, the fire in them flaring more than ever.

His eyes never left the other’s, making things more intense and alluring. Antonio gave him a wink and turned him around without warning. There was no break between, getting right back inside and thrusting even harder. One of his hands played with his hair as the other teased his length, leaning over and moaning his name in his hear. “Lovino~ Ahhhhy q-que rico te sientes~ Mmmmmm!!!”

His lips opened in protest as he was suddenly moved, but all that escaped him was a whimper as the Spaniard drove into him again. Pleasures cries, verging on screams of his lover’s name were drawn out of him. The other was reaching even deeper inside of him and he had to muffle his voice against his arm. With his head lowered and hips raised, he couldn’t keep his body from responding just as eagerly and moving with Antonio’s thrusts.

The room went from a cool temperature to hot and moist in a matter of minutes, his body felt hot, but oh so good. Sweat ran down every place it could go, some of it dripping onto Lovino’s back. The Italian’s body was always already so tan and smooth, and in this position his skin was the most exotic he had ever seen. Antonio’s mind started to cloud in bliss, his Passion and instinct just taking complete control as he drove in harder and faster each time. “Nghya!! Mmmmmm……ahhhy ahhh…” He was to the point where words could not be formed, only moans, whimpers, grunts and cries could be set free from the Spaniard.

Spain’s heated hands digging ini his hips as he was pulled back into the other burned in the perfect way. His fingers were curled into his palms and pressed firmly against the couch under him. He almost wished he had something to hold on to. A sheet or blanket, anything to keep him steady as his mind whirled, too filled with the amazing things being for to him. Lovino’s stomach was twisting into knots with the mounting pleasure and he knew that at this pace he would last that much longer. “T-Toni…Ngh….Fuck! I-I’m so…” He couldn’t manage to form any more words and allowed himself to just be taken over by that primal desire.

Antonio couldn’t hear a thing, his mind and body too lost in the pleasure coursing throughout his body. A thin string of saliva made its way down his chin, his abdomen and body almost at their point. “Ngh! M-Mi amor……ya…..ahhhhy ya casi~!!!”

That coil strung up inside him until he could not longer hold back as he was forced to his limit. His vision went white and he spilled onto his chest and the material below, his internal muscles tightening around Toni’s length. “Spain…” He moaned out in a daze, hips slowing but not quite stopping a he dragged it out.