Spain/Romano - Camera Shy 4a/?
anonymous
May 15 2011, 03:16:43 UTC
“What’s with you?” Romano demanded as Spain burst into their room with unusual energy. “We just got here, and now we’re checking in for the night? And who said we’re even sharing a room?!”
Spain gave Romano an incredulous look. “When have we ever not shared a room?” he asked. Now where was that DVD? He hadn’t thrown it very-ah! There it was, right next to the pillow! “Romano, I have something I want to show you!”
Romano blinked in surprise at Spain’s excitement, then noticed the obscure disk in his hand. “What’s that?” he asked to humor Spain rather than out of any genuine curiosity. Romano kicked off his shoes and made for the bed, sighing as he hit the soft mattress.
“A movie we’re going to watch,” Spain explained.
“That’s why you were so eager to get back here? A stupid movie?” Romano picked at the covers a moment before saying, “Well if it’s that good, maybe we should invite Venezia-“
“No!” Spain cut in. “This is something only we can watch!” The tone of his voice held no room for argument, and his eyes burned with some emotion Romano couldn’t decipher. Well that was stupid, getting a movie that only they… could…
Romano’s cheeks warmed as understanding finally struck him. If it was a movie only they could watch together, then it must be something… naughty. Despite his frustration with being whisked away as soon as he arrived, Romano suddenly found himself very much interested in the reason behind it.
“So it’s… porn?” Romano inquired, blushing hard at the word ‘porn’. Spain’s face took on a peculiar look, and Romano realized with a sinking heart that he had struck way off the mark. Shit, shit, shit! “Ah, no! I was just-of course it isn’t! I wouldn’t even be interested in that kind of-“ Shit, this was so embarrassing! “-that kind of thing, um.” Damn it, why was he so perverted?
“Well, no, it is. Kind of,” Spain explained in reassurance, and Romano’s embarrassment ebbed somewhat. Then it came back full force as he realized that he would be watching porn with Spain! Fuck, he hadn’t prepared for this! He wondered if Spain had seen it, what kind of men were in it, what they did. Did they have dark hair and big muscles? N-not that Romano liked that kind of guy or anything, but... Anyways, what did they do during the movie? Did they just sit there and watch it? Did they touch each other? What if it wasn’t exciting at all but actually really embarrassing and awkward? “Romano!” Romano jumped at his name. “Are you listening to me?” Spain looked the slightest bit nervous. Good, so Romano wasn’t the only one. “It’s not exactly what you think it is.” What? “But you have to make me a promise, ok? You have to watch it all the way through. And not get mad. Or hurt me. Especially not hurt me.”
Dread replaced Romano’s excitement. “You do realize how awful that sounds?”
“I know. But it’s not awful, I promise.” Spain leaned over to kiss Romano. “Do you promise to watch it with me and not get mad?” Romano pursed his lips together but nodded. Spain gave him a brilliant smiled and another peck on the lips. “I’m going to show you,” Spain murmured as he slipped the DVD out of its case and into a nearby player. “How beautiful you really are.”
“What?”
You know, the tomatoes are doing really well this year.
Mmm.
Romano froze, eyes going wide. No way. No way! On the screen of the television, Spain was undressing and Romano… Romano was laying on the bed, so obviously checking out Spain’s ass as he carried on the conversation. Romano’s heartbeat filled his ears so that he couldn’t even hear what was being said. He watched as the Romano being recorded blushed and bit back a grin, and melted more and more with every word Spain sent his way. He looked smitten to the point where it was pathetic, and the camera wasn’t flattering to him at all. He was strewn on the bed in an awkward position, face blotched with red and hair tousled in an unattractive manner.
Spain/Romano - Camera Shy 4b/?
anonymous
May 15 2011, 03:19:36 UTC
Romano felt a lump form in his throat as he watched himself interact with Spain. Spain, who was gorgeous and collected and fucking perfect, leaned down and pressed a kiss to Romano’s lips, who-fucking hell-didn’t even close his eyes! He was such a mess, and the difference between the two was so vast Romano felt like crying.
“Why did you do this?” Romano choked. As long as he wasn’t forced to see himself in reality, he could at least believe in a fantasy where he was as attractive to Spain as Spain was to him. But this destroyed that fantasy, and Romano knew that if he were to watch it get dirty and raw and real, it would only make him lose it. “Turn it off,” he whispered. “I hate this. I don’t want to see this happen!” The Romano on the television gave a surprised cry as Spain bit at his neck, and his arms hovered uselessly, unsure of what to do. “Turn it off!” Romano cried again.
“Romano, please,” Spain murmured. “Just watch. It’s brilliant, I promise.” He reached out a comforting hand, but Romano flinched away as if it would burn.
“It can’t be! I look so stupid!” Romano’s words were further confirmed in his mind as he watched his double try to eat half of Spain’s face. He had no technique whatsoever, just licked and sucked around Spain’s mouth as he pleased. “I can’t believe you recorded this, you fucking bastard. I’m not staying and watching!” Romano jumped up to flee, but a firm hand grasped his wrist and yanked him onto Spain’s lap.
“I want you to watch this with me,” Spain said beside Romano’s ear. One of his hands rubbed gentle circles onto his abdomen. “I want you to see yourself how I see you.”
“Fucking hell.” Romano’s vision began to go blurry. “I fucking hate you, Spain. How could you record this without telling me? I…” Romano lifted a fist to scrub at his eyes before any tears could fall. “I hate you, damn it.” He couldn’t watch. He wanted to pretend Spain couldn’t even see him during sex. Now Spain couldn’t just see him, but he could scrutinize every part of him. Romano didn’t want to see the folds of his flesh and how sweaty Spain made him. He didn’t want to see the expressions he made or hear the little squeaks and moans and nonsense that spewed from his mouth because of Spain’s touch.
Spain was silent for a moment as Romano buried his face in his hands and quiet noises came from the television. “If you want,” Spain began, hesitant. “I’ll turn it off-but!” he burst in before Romano could respond. “But just let me watch a few minutes?” Romano said nothing, so Spain turned his attention to the Romano giving hushed whimpers on the television. He thought about what he wanted to say. “Romano is so pretty,” Spain murmured. “So gorgeous on camera.” He began to pet Romano’s hair. “Look at how pink your cheeks grow as I touch you. Look at how stiff those cute little nipples get when I pinch and lick them.” Romano made a quiet noise of disapproval, but Spain continued. “Your face is so erotic right now. I love watching you struggle to remain composed. It makes it all the more sexy when you lose control.” Spain leaned down to whisper into Romano’s ear. “Listen to those noises you make. That kind of voice could make a person come from it alone.”
“Shut up,” Romano muttered. He spread his fingers just a bit to peek at the screen, then blushed as he saw himself kissing up and down Spain’s neck. Spain swallowed hard and shivered just a bit when Romano bit his collar bone.
“You know all of my sensitive spots,” the Spain behind him observed. “And you’re an amazing kisser.”
“It looks messy.”
“Kissing wouldn’t be half as fun if it were clean.”
Romano’s lips twitched, but he fought away the smile that wanted to surface. Two warm hands covered his own and slid them away from his face. They came to rest on Romano’s lap, not at all far away from his… critical lap area.
“At this point,” Spain narrated beside Romano’s ear. “I’m getting rather turned on. It’s dangerous for you to start getting aggressive.” On screen Romano gave Spain’s mouth a playful nip, then shrieked as Spain tackled him to the bed. “It’s especially dangerous when you know that I can take you down in an instant.”
Spain/Romano - Camera Shy 4c/?
anonymous
May 15 2011, 03:22:08 UTC
Romano frowned, but knew he couldn’t argue. Somehow that bastard was ten times stronger than him.
AAA-Aaaahhnn!
Yet… surprisingly gentle. Spain chuckled at the noise Romano had just made on screen, and Romano’s face went crimson. Fucking hell. Was he always this vocal? He watched as Spain slid down his body with catlike grace until his teasing smile rested mere centimeters away from Romano’s erection. Romano had yet to remove his boxers, and he squirmed a bit, unsure of whether or not he should take the initiative to do so. Spain pressed his tongue flat against the clothed bulge and Romano shivered.
The Spain sitting behind Romano mimicked his double and pressed his tongue to the back of Romano’s neck, making him jump and gasp. “Ah, bastard!” Romano cried. “Don’t do that!” He wiped at the back of his neck until it was dry, then returned his focus to the screen where Spain had grasped the waistband of Romano’s boxers and yanked them down. Romano’s cock jerked upward, and Spain fit his mouth around it as he snapped the boxers the rest of the way off and tossed them to the side of the bed.
Romano bit his lip and shifted a bit as he watched himself pant on screen and thrust his hips upward. This was just obscene. He could feel himself getting hard, but he couldn’t do anything while in Spain’s lap, or Spain would find out. Not that, he realized with a thump in his chest, Spain wasn’t in a similar condition beneath him.
“Is it strange to be jealous?” Spain asked from behind him. He squeezed Romano’s thighs, and Romano’s eyes fluttered shut, heart pounding as he prayed those hands wouldn’t wander towards his crotch.
“O-of course it’s strange, idiot,” Romano stuttered. “Who are you jealous of?”
“The one who’s getting to suck Roma off right now,” Spain replied. He leaned forward to take Romano’s earlobe into his mouth and suck on it. Romano whined just as the Romano on the video cried out and cursed.
“Mother fucker,” Romano muttered. Why did he make so much noise?!
“Romano, look,” Spain whispered. Romano glanced up in time to see Spain release his cock with a slurp, and he felt like squirming again when he saw how hard and flushed and wet it was. “God, you look so hot,” Spain murmured, almost to himself. “I wish I could devour you whole.” He rocked against Romano a bit, grinding his erection into Romano’s ass. Th-that wasn’t fair. The temperature in the room rose, and Romano had to swallow the tiny moan that wanted to escape his throat.
On screen, Romano shivered and pulled Spain down into a kiss. This time the kiss was much more heated, and Romano was struck by how serious he looked. Spain drew their bodies together, and they seemed to mesh perfectly, grinding their hips against one another and providing the kind of friction that Romano wished he had against his cock now. He couldn’t believe he had actually become turned on by this. Then Spain whispered something into Romano’s ear that the camera didn’t catch, but both members of the audience drew in a breath when they remembered what it was.
Romano crawled to the other side of the bed, and Spain leaned back and watched in appreciation as he bent over to root around in the drawer of the bedside table.
“You pervert,” Romano accused, stomach fluttering as he observed the hungry look in Spain’s eyes. He supposed… maybe… it was something Spain might want to watch. He had never really studied his ass before, but it was round and smooth and jiggled in a way that made Romano blush. Then he found what he was looking for on screen and turned back towards a smirking Spain. Romano blinked in shock as he watched his own face take on a sexy, confident leer that he didn’t know he possessed.
Learn a thing or two, Romano instructed Spain as he popped the cap off the lube. Romano gaped off-screen, not realizing how cheeky and flirty that had sounded, instead of the disgruntled complaint he’d thought he had given at the time.
He watched as he poured a generous amount onto his fingers and then leaned back into the pillow. But when he spread his legs wide open, Romano didn’t think he could watch any more. “Let’s turn this off!” he suggested. He went to jump off of Spain’s lap, but Spain held fast, forcing him back into position.
Spain/Romano - Camera Shy 4d/?
anonymous
May 15 2011, 03:24:15 UTC
“We’ll miss the best part,” Spain argued. A hand found its way into Romano’s lap again and squeezed his hard cock. “And it feels like you’re enjoying yourself.” Romano gasped and tried not to make more embarrassing noises than necessary when Spain unzipped his pants and slipped his hand inside to grab hold of his cock and begin stroking.
“Fuck you,” Romano choked. He forced his eyes back to the television and watched himself circling his hole with his finger, fucking teasing the area right in front of Spain. He drew in an almost silent breath and then exhaled as he slipped the first finger inside. It went in all the way with little resistance, and Romano rubbed it around inside until he found the small spot he was looking for. His face contorted in pleasure as he gave a quiet whine, and Romano writhed in Spain’s lap off-screen, feeling like a slut.
“Isn’t this amazing?” Spain asked, quickening the pace of his jerks. “You’re so sexy. I was so turned on, I was about to rip your hands away and fuck you right there.” Romano bit his lip and felt his ass clench. Damn it, he wanted Spain to fuck him right now. “And watch. You completely skip two fingers and jam three right up there.” Spain ground his cock upwards. “Watching you prepare yourself… is so…”
Romano watched himself thrusting his fingers in and out of his ass, flushed and shaking. And when he pulled them out and sent Spain a pleading, needy look, his heart nearly beat out of his chest. He wanted to watch Spain enter him, wanted to watch how his body stretched to accommodate his huge cock and see what kind of face he made as he did so. Spain rubbed some lube over his own cock and then grabbed both of Romano’s legs and wrapped them around his waist. Then in one quick thrust he entered Romano, and off screen, both Spain and Romano moaned.
It was sexy, gorgeous, and fucking amazing.
And Romano couldn’t take it anymore. He spun around and pressed a hard kiss to Spain’s lips before yelling, “Damn it, you need to fuck me!”
Spain gave a breathless laugh. “I’m not going to argue with that.” He tore off Romano’s shirt and went to attack his chest, but Romano shoved him away.
“No foreplay,” he commanded. “Just fucking.” And Spain watched with delight as Romano tore off the rest of his clothes before realizing with a flustered expression that he had no idea what he could use for lube. “Fucking-“ Romano muttered, rolling off the bed and stumbling towards his suitcase. Spain laughed and removed his own clothes as Romano tore apart his luggage, trying to find the small bottle he’d brought along.
It was as Romano succeeded in finding the lube and Spain finished arranging the pillows that they heard the increasing volume and frequency of cries coming from the TV. They both turned to watch as Spain rammed into Romano over and over, and Romano clawed at his back, gasping and crying out on every thrust. Fuck, fuck, fuck. While Spain’s attention was held captive, Romano used the opportunity to slick two fingers with lube and slide them inside his hole. Feeling dirty, he began to thrust them in and out, faster and faster until he was matching Spain’s pace in the video. It wasn’t nearly as good as the real thing, but it had Romano shuddering and his cock twitching.
Spain/Romano - Camera Shy 4e/?
anonymous
May 15 2011, 03:26:32 UTC
That was when Spain realized what he was doing. “God-damnit, Romano!” he shouted. And the next thing Romano knew, he was being hauled up and thrown back onto the bed. He braced himself for a rough entrance, but Spain paused right after hoisting Romano’s legs onto his shoulders. “Are you-?” he questioned in a shaky voice. A loud moan sounded in the background, and Romano nodded a bit too fast.
Then Spain thrust in, and Romano’s voice cracked from the effort of holding back a pleasured cry. They found a rhythm instantly, and Romano regretted only the slightest bit that they couldn’t time themselves to come at the same time they did on camera. That would have been ridiculous anyways.
“I feel like,” Spain gasped. “I’m competing with myself!” Romano gritted his teeth and curled his toes as Spain rammed into his prostate. “Seeing who can make Roma come-ah!-first.”
Romano thrust his hips up to meet Spain, eager to take in as much of him as possible. He decided he didn’t really care one way or the other, as long as he got to come soon. Spain felt so good inside of him, and every thrust that hit his prostate sent jolts of electricity flying through his body. He tried not to be as vocal as usual, but he soon found it to be a lost cause.
“Ah! Ah! Spaaain!” Damn it, fucking hell! Why did he have to draw out the bastard’s- “AAH!”
Spain caught Romano’s eye and grinned, slowing his pace for a moment.
“No, damn it! Keep going!” Romano cried, bucking his hips up to push Spain’s cock back inside of him. “Come on, Spain, you motherfucking bastard! Move!”
“Patience Romano~” Was that a fucking song in his voice?! “I’ll give you what you want, but first you have to admit something.”
“Fucking hell! What!” Romano writhed underneath Spain, desperate for the stimulation that would bring him release. He reached out a hand to grab hold of his cock, but Spain slapped it away.
“Tell me how amazing you looked in that video.” Romano gave a frustrated cry and glared at the bastard above him. Fucking son of a bitch! What? Did he want Romano to admit that maybe he was wrong, and maybe he wasn’t always so bad when caught on film? No way! “Come on, Romano,” Spain coaxed in a sweet voice, beginning to move again at an agonizingly slow pace. “Tell me.” He grasped Romano’s cock and ghosted his fingers along the length.
“Fuck, fine! Fine, you jerk, I didn’t look so ba-AHD!” Romano threw his hands over his mouth and stifled his cries as Spain started fucking him even harder and faster than before. The hand on his cock stayed, but the fingers tightened and soon provided delicious movement and friction.
Romano threw his head back and moaned from behind his hands, hips moving in a frenzy as a burning pressure built in his lower abdomen. He could just barely hear the echoing sounds of their fucking caught on camera. His ears were filled with the sound of his racing heartbeat, and his body throbbed, as he was pushed closer and closer-
“Spain,” Romano gasped, body trembling with his orgasm. A few moments later Spain came as well, with what sounded like Romano’s name on his lips.
They fell into a more comfortable position on the bed, and lay panting while trying to regain control of their breathing. Spain sent an exhausted smile Romano’s way, and Romano shied away into his chest.
You’re so amazing, Romano. I love you.
S-stop saying embarrassing things, bastard. Um. But, but I… love you, too.
Spain/Romano - Camera Shy 5/6
anonymous
May 15 2011, 03:28:08 UTC
“I’m off to get the idiot,” Romano informed Spain. Spain watched him go with a smile and wondered what he should do before the first meeting he was meant to attend began in three hours. He could sleep, but sleeping was no fun without Romano. Ah! He could call up France and Prussia! Technically, Prussia wasn’t supposed to be there, but technically, he was never supposed to be at any of the meetings he attended. As Spain dialed France’s number first, his eyes landed on the DVD player. He wondered… no. No, that wouldn’t be appropriate.
After several rings, France answered.
“Please tell me you have something in mind. I’m so bored I could cry.”
Spain laughed. “Nothing in particular… unless…” he grinned and checked over his shoulder for Romano-just in case. “Unless you want to hear about really great sex.”
France made a noise of pure joy on the other end of the line. “I always want to hear about sex, really great or otherwise. Come to my room immediately. I’m due to attend one of the earlier meetings today, and I need as much detail as possible!”
Spain laughed again, and didn’t bother to reflect over how he and France sounded like teenage girls. “Right away, then!” He hung up and headed for the door, then paused. Once again the DVD player beckoned him. “No, Spain,” he coached himself. “Romano would kill you.” He placed a hand on the doorknob. Then looked over his shoulder. That damn DVD player… “Just because you take it with you doesn’t mean you’re going to watch it,” he muttered. Of course, if France happened to force him into showing it, and envied Spain for his amazing, sexy little Roma, there was nothing Spain could do about it.
But that probably wouldn’t happen. That was what Spain told himself as he put the DVD in a slim jewel case and tucked it into his pocket. And unfortunately for Spain (or fortunately, depending on how one looked at it), he never did get to show France his movie. The only one that got to view the DVD was the floor after Spain bumped into England and they both went sprawling to the ground, papers flying everywhere (Stupid git!).
Spain/Romano - Camera Shy 6/6
anonymous
May 15 2011, 03:29:48 UTC
There was something very wrong. Romano realized this as soon as he stepped into the conference room with his brother and Spain. Unlike the usual conversation and bickering, the room was dead silent. And unnervingly, all eyes turned toward Romano and the others when they entered the room. It was hard to place the expressions on everybody’s faces. They didn’t look angry, really. Just perturbed, and maybe the slightest bit embarrassed.
What were they staring at? Veneziano? “What?” Romano demanded, stepping in front of his brother as his mind flew through different possibilities. “What the hell is with this reception, huh?” The others’ stares seemed to intensify, almost as if they were scrutinizing them, and Romano felt himself flush under the attention. Their gazes were burning right through him. What the fuck? “What is it?”
America spoke up first, cheeks red. “Do you always do that?” When he got nothing but a confused look in response, he cleared his throat. “Not that it was bad or anything. In fact, you were pretty…“
“Hey!” England shouted as America’s eyes went hazy. “I told you, I don’t want to hear any more about fucking perfect bodies or intense looks or any of that shit!”
“You should smile more often,” Canada spoke up, sounding shy. “You’re really pretty when you do.”
“You should go without clothes more often,” France advised. “Really, I can’t believe how much you’ve been hiding from us all this time!”
Romano’s head was spinning. What were they going on about? Were they talking to him?
“And you should use your hands more often.” America’s eyes drifted down to where Romano’s fists were clenched at his sides. “Your fingers are really long and slender. Actually, you’re really long and slender.” Romano gaped, and America’s face flushed even more. “Do you think I could have a copy?”
Something in the back of Romano’s mind screamed, but he could only stand frozen, stomach turning.
“The meeting is due to begin in three minutes,” Germany’s voice sounded from behind his hands. He refused to look at anybody, as if he had been traumatized by something.
England glared at America. “That’s right, so stop going on about-“
“Oh, shut up already!” America glared back. “Like you weren’t about to jerk off the moment he took his pants off! Don’t think we all missed that little noise you made when he spread his legs!”
No!
“I did not-!”
“It’s not as if we blame you, England,” France consoled him. “We were all turned on.” He flicked his eyes towards Germany for a moment, but Germany did nothing but groan into his hands. “Nobody expected our little Romano to be so sexy. Well, I did because Spain told me all about it, but-“
Spain. Spain.
Romano turned to glare with hatred at the bastard behind him. Spain had paled, and was searching through his pockets for something. When he looked up, he startled at meeting Romano’s gaze. After appearing lost for words for a good five seconds he gave Romano a weak smile and said, “Look, Romano. Everyone else thinks you’re sexy, too.”
He was dead.
Spain pulled his hands from his pockets and drew in a shaky breath. He couldn’t hold Romano’s gaze for long, and so he acted in the only way he found logical at the time. He turned and ran.
Romano gave him a head start. He was going to need it.
Parts 1-2 Thank Yous
anonymous
May 15 2011, 03:31:23 UTC
Anon1: Thank you!!! I love hearing that Spain and Romano are in-character. But uh *coughs* I hope I didn’t turn Romano into that blob of woe you mentioned with this update. If so, then I’m sorry!
Anon2: Thank you! I hope you liked this part, as well. And in my mind, Spain’s always trying to get into Romano’s pants! ^_^
Anon3: I positively adore Insecure!Romano!!! He’s my headcanon, too, and quite a frequent in my writing. (A must, actually) I hope this ended up being a somewhat decent length. Thank you!
Anon4: XD Thank you! But you can get up; here’s the rest, and a cookie!
Anon5: Maybe someday in the future OP will happen upon this… maybe in 50 years… My mind’s wandering now >_<;; Your soul is unnecessary! This comment is the most I need!!! Thank you very much! (And good luck with that square. I think ReCAPTCHA likes to flaunt its power over us)
Re: Parts 1-2 Thank Yous
anonymous
May 15 2011, 04:23:09 UTC
OMG. This was AMAZING. YOU are AMAZING.
I loved the ending especially, it's always so great when Romano is appreciated by everyone! ^^ See, Romano? Everyone else thinks you're sexy! that includes me *¬*
And is that some sorta Romerica I see there? owo I love that pairing.
OP sneaks back on for a quick reply...
anonymous
May 16 2011, 18:42:56 UTC
First of all, thank you!!! I'm so glad you liked it! ^_^ I have done several other Spamano fills, but probably not the one you're thinking of. The little AmericaxRomano part might be reminiscent of another fill by an author where it starts as America/Romano and ends with Spain/Romano. At least, I think that's how it goes. It was an awesome fill, but I haven't caught up with it in awhile. I wish I was the author of that one! I think the little part I added was a bit influenced by it, though XP
Re: OP sneaks back on for a quick reply...
anonymous
May 21 2011, 14:24:17 UTC
Ah, yes, that's the fic I was referring to. Sorry for the mix-up. orz Can I have a link to your other fills, nevertheless, if you don't mind? I'm sure we all could use a good Spamano or two. *winkwink*
Re: Parts 1-2 Thank Yous
anonymous
May 15 2011, 19:20:16 UTC
EEk. Oh dear law that was beautiful. I LOVE the image of them watching porn together, point blank, and to have it like this? It was a wonderful way to see sex described and *drools* them competing was just brilliant.
...
Spain is an idiot. I think everyone but Romano is glad of this.
Re: Parts 1-2 Thank Yous
anonymous
May 20 2011, 22:37:12 UTC
Oh my god, that was amazing. And the ending, I was in hysterics. Trying to imagine how angry Romano would be... I'm surprised he didn't just collapse from pure rage. (captcha: arouses study. Yes, captcha, it does arouse, and I probably should be studying.)
Parts 3-6 Thank Yous
anonymous
June 2 2011, 01:54:59 UTC
Here are the thank yous finally!!!!
Anon1: Thank you so much! I love writing a Romano that gets well-deserved appreciation from everybody! He’s so sexy~ And yeah, America/Romano is really growing on me ^_^;;
Anon2: I just realized you were anon2 both times! Sorry for the lateness. If you still want links to my other fills, here they are. I’ve only done a few Request: Crying during sex *This was my first fill, so please forgive some of the mistakes I made >_< - http://hetalia-kink.livejournal.com/16221.html?thread=46739037#t46739037 Request: Romano waking up with Spain still inside - http://hetalia- kink.livejournal.com/17942.html?thread=57712662#t57712662 Request: Romano has an accident and Spain is turned on. Warning on this one: Watersports. Don’t think less of me? >_<; - http://hetalia- kink.livejournal.com/16221.html?thread=47981661#t47981661 Continued here: http://hetalia- kink.livejournal.com/17465.html?thread=58334265#t58334265
I don’t know if you follow any of the other communities, but I’ll probably be deanoning soon in hetalia and tomatoamado, so you can see my other fics in my journal if you’d like
Anon3: I’m so glad you liked it!!! I also love the image of them watching porn together. I was worried that I wouldn’t be able to write a good fic where they were watching themselves, though. So thank you!!!
Anon4: Thank you, I’m glad you liked it! Yes, it is very likely that poor Spain will die now XD I couldn’t resist having everybody watch the video, though. How could I deny my lovely nations a chance to see Spain and Romano have sex???
Anon5: *laughs* I’m surprised he didn’t collapse either, but once the image of a terrified Spain fleeing from Romano’s wrath entered my mind, I had to write it >_< Thank you!!! (I’m always on the kink meme when I should be studying!)
Anon6: Thank you so much! *accepts basket of internet cupcakes and munches happily*
Spain gave Romano an incredulous look. “When have we ever not shared a room?” he asked. Now where was that DVD? He hadn’t thrown it very-ah! There it was, right next to the pillow! “Romano, I have something I want to show you!”
Romano blinked in surprise at Spain’s excitement, then noticed the obscure disk in his hand. “What’s that?” he asked to humor Spain rather than out of any genuine curiosity. Romano kicked off his shoes and made for the bed, sighing as he hit the soft mattress.
“A movie we’re going to watch,” Spain explained.
“That’s why you were so eager to get back here? A stupid movie?” Romano picked at the covers a moment before saying, “Well if it’s that good, maybe we should invite Venezia-“
“No!” Spain cut in. “This is something only we can watch!” The tone of his voice held no room for argument, and his eyes burned with some emotion Romano couldn’t decipher. Well that was stupid, getting a movie that only they… could…
Romano’s cheeks warmed as understanding finally struck him. If it was a movie only they could watch together, then it must be something… naughty. Despite his frustration with being whisked away as soon as he arrived, Romano suddenly found himself very much interested in the reason behind it.
“So it’s… porn?” Romano inquired, blushing hard at the word ‘porn’. Spain’s face took on a peculiar look, and Romano realized with a sinking heart that he had struck way off the mark. Shit, shit, shit! “Ah, no! I was just-of course it isn’t! I wouldn’t even be interested in that kind of-“ Shit, this was so embarrassing! “-that kind of thing, um.” Damn it, why was he so perverted?
“Well, no, it is. Kind of,” Spain explained in reassurance, and Romano’s embarrassment ebbed somewhat. Then it came back full force as he realized that he would be watching porn with Spain! Fuck, he hadn’t prepared for this! He wondered if Spain had seen it, what kind of men were in it, what they did. Did they have dark hair and big muscles? N-not that Romano liked that kind of guy or anything, but... Anyways, what did they do during the movie? Did they just sit there and watch it? Did they touch each other? What if it wasn’t exciting at all but actually really embarrassing and awkward? “Romano!” Romano jumped at his name. “Are you listening to me?” Spain looked the slightest bit nervous. Good, so Romano wasn’t the only one. “It’s not exactly what you think it is.” What? “But you have to make me a promise, ok? You have to watch it all the way through. And not get mad. Or hurt me. Especially not hurt me.”
Dread replaced Romano’s excitement. “You do realize how awful that sounds?”
“I know. But it’s not awful, I promise.” Spain leaned over to kiss Romano. “Do you promise to watch it with me and not get mad?” Romano pursed his lips together but nodded. Spain gave him a brilliant smiled and another peck on the lips. “I’m going to show you,” Spain murmured as he slipped the DVD out of its case and into a nearby player. “How beautiful you really are.”
“What?”
You know, the tomatoes are doing really well this year.
Mmm.
Romano froze, eyes going wide. No way. No way! On the screen of the television, Spain was undressing and Romano… Romano was laying on the bed, so obviously checking out Spain’s ass as he carried on the conversation. Romano’s heartbeat filled his ears so that he couldn’t even hear what was being said. He watched as the Romano being recorded blushed and bit back a grin, and melted more and more with every word Spain sent his way. He looked smitten to the point where it was pathetic, and the camera wasn’t flattering to him at all. He was strewn on the bed in an awkward position, face blotched with red and hair tousled in an unattractive manner.
Ugly.
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“Why did you do this?” Romano choked. As long as he wasn’t forced to see himself in reality, he could at least believe in a fantasy where he was as attractive to Spain as Spain was to him. But this destroyed that fantasy, and Romano knew that if he were to watch it get dirty and raw and real, it would only make him lose it. “Turn it off,” he whispered. “I hate this. I don’t want to see this happen!” The Romano on the television gave a surprised cry as Spain bit at his neck, and his arms hovered uselessly, unsure of what to do. “Turn it off!” Romano cried again.
“Romano, please,” Spain murmured. “Just watch. It’s brilliant, I promise.” He reached out a comforting hand, but Romano flinched away as if it would burn.
“It can’t be! I look so stupid!” Romano’s words were further confirmed in his mind as he watched his double try to eat half of Spain’s face. He had no technique whatsoever, just licked and sucked around Spain’s mouth as he pleased. “I can’t believe you recorded this, you fucking bastard. I’m not staying and watching!” Romano jumped up to flee, but a firm hand grasped his wrist and yanked him onto Spain’s lap.
“I want you to watch this with me,” Spain said beside Romano’s ear. One of his hands rubbed gentle circles onto his abdomen. “I want you to see yourself how I see you.”
“Fucking hell.” Romano’s vision began to go blurry. “I fucking hate you, Spain. How could you record this without telling me? I…” Romano lifted a fist to scrub at his eyes before any tears could fall. “I hate you, damn it.” He couldn’t watch. He wanted to pretend Spain couldn’t even see him during sex. Now Spain couldn’t just see him, but he could scrutinize every part of him. Romano didn’t want to see the folds of his flesh and how sweaty Spain made him. He didn’t want to see the expressions he made or hear the little squeaks and moans and nonsense that spewed from his mouth because of Spain’s touch.
Spain was silent for a moment as Romano buried his face in his hands and quiet noises came from the television. “If you want,” Spain began, hesitant. “I’ll turn it off-but!” he burst in before Romano could respond. “But just let me watch a few minutes?” Romano said nothing, so Spain turned his attention to the Romano giving hushed whimpers on the television. He thought about what he wanted to say. “Romano is so pretty,” Spain murmured. “So gorgeous on camera.” He began to pet Romano’s hair. “Look at how pink your cheeks grow as I touch you. Look at how stiff those cute little nipples get when I pinch and lick them.” Romano made a quiet noise of disapproval, but Spain continued. “Your face is so erotic right now. I love watching you struggle to remain composed. It makes it all the more sexy when you lose control.” Spain leaned down to whisper into Romano’s ear. “Listen to those noises you make. That kind of voice could make a person come from it alone.”
“Shut up,” Romano muttered. He spread his fingers just a bit to peek at the screen, then blushed as he saw himself kissing up and down Spain’s neck. Spain swallowed hard and shivered just a bit when Romano bit his collar bone.
“You know all of my sensitive spots,” the Spain behind him observed. “And you’re an amazing kisser.”
“It looks messy.”
“Kissing wouldn’t be half as fun if it were clean.”
Romano’s lips twitched, but he fought away the smile that wanted to surface. Two warm hands covered his own and slid them away from his face. They came to rest on Romano’s lap, not at all far away from his… critical lap area.
“At this point,” Spain narrated beside Romano’s ear. “I’m getting rather turned on. It’s dangerous for you to start getting aggressive.” On screen Romano gave Spain’s mouth a playful nip, then shrieked as Spain tackled him to the bed. “It’s especially dangerous when you know that I can take you down in an instant.”
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AAA-Aaaahhnn!
Yet… surprisingly gentle. Spain chuckled at the noise Romano had just made on screen, and Romano’s face went crimson. Fucking hell. Was he always this vocal? He watched as Spain slid down his body with catlike grace until his teasing smile rested mere centimeters away from Romano’s erection. Romano had yet to remove his boxers, and he squirmed a bit, unsure of whether or not he should take the initiative to do so. Spain pressed his tongue flat against the clothed bulge and Romano shivered.
The Spain sitting behind Romano mimicked his double and pressed his tongue to the back of Romano’s neck, making him jump and gasp. “Ah, bastard!” Romano cried. “Don’t do that!” He wiped at the back of his neck until it was dry, then returned his focus to the screen where Spain had grasped the waistband of Romano’s boxers and yanked them down. Romano’s cock jerked upward, and Spain fit his mouth around it as he snapped the boxers the rest of the way off and tossed them to the side of the bed.
Romano bit his lip and shifted a bit as he watched himself pant on screen and thrust his hips upward. This was just obscene. He could feel himself getting hard, but he couldn’t do anything while in Spain’s lap, or Spain would find out. Not that, he realized with a thump in his chest, Spain wasn’t in a similar condition beneath him.
“Is it strange to be jealous?” Spain asked from behind him. He squeezed Romano’s thighs, and Romano’s eyes fluttered shut, heart pounding as he prayed those hands wouldn’t wander towards his crotch.
“O-of course it’s strange, idiot,” Romano stuttered. “Who are you jealous of?”
“The one who’s getting to suck Roma off right now,” Spain replied. He leaned forward to take Romano’s earlobe into his mouth and suck on it. Romano whined just as the Romano on the video cried out and cursed.
“Mother fucker,” Romano muttered. Why did he make so much noise?!
“Romano, look,” Spain whispered. Romano glanced up in time to see Spain release his cock with a slurp, and he felt like squirming again when he saw how hard and flushed and wet it was. “God, you look so hot,” Spain murmured, almost to himself. “I wish I could devour you whole.” He rocked against Romano a bit, grinding his erection into Romano’s ass. Th-that wasn’t fair. The temperature in the room rose, and Romano had to swallow the tiny moan that wanted to escape his throat.
On screen, Romano shivered and pulled Spain down into a kiss. This time the kiss was much more heated, and Romano was struck by how serious he looked. Spain drew their bodies together, and they seemed to mesh perfectly, grinding their hips against one another and providing the kind of friction that Romano wished he had against his cock now. He couldn’t believe he had actually become turned on by this. Then Spain whispered something into Romano’s ear that the camera didn’t catch, but both members of the audience drew in a breath when they remembered what it was.
Romano crawled to the other side of the bed, and Spain leaned back and watched in appreciation as he bent over to root around in the drawer of the bedside table.
“You pervert,” Romano accused, stomach fluttering as he observed the hungry look in Spain’s eyes. He supposed… maybe… it was something Spain might want to watch. He had never really studied his ass before, but it was round and smooth and jiggled in a way that made Romano blush. Then he found what he was looking for on screen and turned back towards a smirking Spain. Romano blinked in shock as he watched his own face take on a sexy, confident leer that he didn’t know he possessed.
Learn a thing or two, Romano instructed Spain as he popped the cap off the lube. Romano gaped off-screen, not realizing how cheeky and flirty that had sounded, instead of the disgruntled complaint he’d thought he had given at the time.
He watched as he poured a generous amount onto his fingers and then leaned back into the pillow. But when he spread his legs wide open, Romano didn’t think he could watch any more. “Let’s turn this off!” he suggested. He went to jump off of Spain’s lap, but Spain held fast, forcing him back into position.
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“Fuck you,” Romano choked. He forced his eyes back to the television and watched himself circling his hole with his finger, fucking teasing the area right in front of Spain. He drew in an almost silent breath and then exhaled as he slipped the first finger inside. It went in all the way with little resistance, and Romano rubbed it around inside until he found the small spot he was looking for. His face contorted in pleasure as he gave a quiet whine, and Romano writhed in Spain’s lap off-screen, feeling like a slut.
“Isn’t this amazing?” Spain asked, quickening the pace of his jerks. “You’re so sexy. I was so turned on, I was about to rip your hands away and fuck you right there.” Romano bit his lip and felt his ass clench. Damn it, he wanted Spain to fuck him right now. “And watch. You completely skip two fingers and jam three right up there.” Spain ground his cock upwards. “Watching you prepare yourself… is so…”
Romano watched himself thrusting his fingers in and out of his ass, flushed and shaking. And when he pulled them out and sent Spain a pleading, needy look, his heart nearly beat out of his chest. He wanted to watch Spain enter him, wanted to watch how his body stretched to accommodate his huge cock and see what kind of face he made as he did so. Spain rubbed some lube over his own cock and then grabbed both of Romano’s legs and wrapped them around his waist. Then in one quick thrust he entered Romano, and off screen, both Spain and Romano moaned.
It was sexy, gorgeous, and fucking amazing.
And Romano couldn’t take it anymore. He spun around and pressed a hard kiss to Spain’s lips before yelling, “Damn it, you need to fuck me!”
Spain gave a breathless laugh. “I’m not going to argue with that.” He tore off Romano’s shirt and went to attack his chest, but Romano shoved him away.
“No foreplay,” he commanded. “Just fucking.” And Spain watched with delight as Romano tore off the rest of his clothes before realizing with a flustered expression that he had no idea what he could use for lube. “Fucking-“ Romano muttered, rolling off the bed and stumbling towards his suitcase. Spain laughed and removed his own clothes as Romano tore apart his luggage, trying to find the small bottle he’d brought along.
It was as Romano succeeded in finding the lube and Spain finished arranging the pillows that they heard the increasing volume and frequency of cries coming from the TV. They both turned to watch as Spain rammed into Romano over and over, and Romano clawed at his back, gasping and crying out on every thrust. Fuck, fuck, fuck. While Spain’s attention was held captive, Romano used the opportunity to slick two fingers with lube and slide them inside his hole. Feeling dirty, he began to thrust them in and out, faster and faster until he was matching Spain’s pace in the video. It wasn’t nearly as good as the real thing, but it had Romano shuddering and his cock twitching.
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Then Spain thrust in, and Romano’s voice cracked from the effort of holding back a pleasured cry. They found a rhythm instantly, and Romano regretted only the slightest bit that they couldn’t time themselves to come at the same time they did on camera. That would have been ridiculous anyways.
“I feel like,” Spain gasped. “I’m competing with myself!” Romano gritted his teeth and curled his toes as Spain rammed into his prostate. “Seeing who can make Roma come-ah!-first.”
Romano thrust his hips up to meet Spain, eager to take in as much of him as possible. He decided he didn’t really care one way or the other, as long as he got to come soon. Spain felt so good inside of him, and every thrust that hit his prostate sent jolts of electricity flying through his body. He tried not to be as vocal as usual, but he soon found it to be a lost cause.
“Ah! Ah! Spaaain!” Damn it, fucking hell! Why did he have to draw out the bastard’s- “AAH!”
Spain caught Romano’s eye and grinned, slowing his pace for a moment.
“No, damn it! Keep going!” Romano cried, bucking his hips up to push Spain’s cock back inside of him. “Come on, Spain, you motherfucking bastard! Move!”
“Patience Romano~” Was that a fucking song in his voice?! “I’ll give you what you want, but first you have to admit something.”
“Fucking hell! What!” Romano writhed underneath Spain, desperate for the stimulation that would bring him release. He reached out a hand to grab hold of his cock, but Spain slapped it away.
“Tell me how amazing you looked in that video.” Romano gave a frustrated cry and glared at the bastard above him. Fucking son of a bitch! What? Did he want Romano to admit that maybe he was wrong, and maybe he wasn’t always so bad when caught on film? No way! “Come on, Romano,” Spain coaxed in a sweet voice, beginning to move again at an agonizingly slow pace. “Tell me.” He grasped Romano’s cock and ghosted his fingers along the length.
“Fuck, fine! Fine, you jerk, I didn’t look so ba-AHD!” Romano threw his hands over his mouth and stifled his cries as Spain started fucking him even harder and faster than before. The hand on his cock stayed, but the fingers tightened and soon provided delicious movement and friction.
Romano threw his head back and moaned from behind his hands, hips moving in a frenzy as a burning pressure built in his lower abdomen. He could just barely hear the echoing sounds of their fucking caught on camera. His ears were filled with the sound of his racing heartbeat, and his body throbbed, as he was pushed closer and closer-
“Spain,” Romano gasped, body trembling with his orgasm. A few moments later Spain came as well, with what sounded like Romano’s name on his lips.
They fell into a more comfortable position on the bed, and lay panting while trying to regain control of their breathing. Spain sent an exhausted smile Romano’s way, and Romano shied away into his chest.
You’re so amazing, Romano. I love you.
S-stop saying embarrassing things, bastard. Um. But, but I… love you, too.
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After several rings, France answered.
“Please tell me you have something in mind. I’m so bored I could cry.”
Spain laughed. “Nothing in particular… unless…” he grinned and checked over his shoulder for Romano-just in case. “Unless you want to hear about really great sex.”
France made a noise of pure joy on the other end of the line. “I always want to hear about sex, really great or otherwise. Come to my room immediately. I’m due to attend one of the earlier meetings today, and I need as much detail as possible!”
Spain laughed again, and didn’t bother to reflect over how he and France sounded like teenage girls. “Right away, then!” He hung up and headed for the door, then paused. Once again the DVD player beckoned him. “No, Spain,” he coached himself. “Romano would kill you.” He placed a hand on the doorknob. Then looked over his shoulder. That damn DVD player… “Just because you take it with you doesn’t mean you’re going to watch it,” he muttered. Of course, if France happened to force him into showing it, and envied Spain for his amazing, sexy little Roma, there was nothing Spain could do about it.
But that probably wouldn’t happen. That was what Spain told himself as he put the DVD in a slim jewel case and tucked it into his pocket. And unfortunately for Spain (or fortunately, depending on how one looked at it), he never did get to show France his movie. The only one that got to view the DVD was the floor after Spain bumped into England and they both went sprawling to the ground, papers flying everywhere (Stupid git!).
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What were they staring at? Veneziano? “What?” Romano demanded, stepping in front of his brother as his mind flew through different possibilities. “What the hell is with this reception, huh?” The others’ stares seemed to intensify, almost as if they were scrutinizing them, and Romano felt himself flush under the attention. Their gazes were burning right through him. What the fuck? “What is it?”
America spoke up first, cheeks red. “Do you always do that?” When he got nothing but a confused look in response, he cleared his throat. “Not that it was bad or anything. In fact, you were pretty…“
“Hey!” England shouted as America’s eyes went hazy. “I told you, I don’t want to hear any more about fucking perfect bodies or intense looks or any of that shit!”
“You should smile more often,” Canada spoke up, sounding shy. “You’re really pretty when you do.”
“You should go without clothes more often,” France advised. “Really, I can’t believe how much you’ve been hiding from us all this time!”
Romano’s head was spinning. What were they going on about? Were they talking to him?
“And you should use your hands more often.” America’s eyes drifted down to where Romano’s fists were clenched at his sides. “Your fingers are really long and slender. Actually, you’re really long and slender.” Romano gaped, and America’s face flushed even more. “Do you think I could have a copy?”
Something in the back of Romano’s mind screamed, but he could only stand frozen, stomach turning.
“The meeting is due to begin in three minutes,” Germany’s voice sounded from behind his hands. He refused to look at anybody, as if he had been traumatized by something.
England glared at America. “That’s right, so stop going on about-“
“Oh, shut up already!” America glared back. “Like you weren’t about to jerk off the moment he took his pants off! Don’t think we all missed that little noise you made when he spread his legs!”
No!
“I did not-!”
“It’s not as if we blame you, England,” France consoled him. “We were all turned on.” He flicked his eyes towards Germany for a moment, but Germany did nothing but groan into his hands. “Nobody expected our little Romano to be so sexy. Well, I did because Spain told me all about it, but-“
Spain. Spain.
Romano turned to glare with hatred at the bastard behind him. Spain had paled, and was searching through his pockets for something. When he looked up, he startled at meeting Romano’s gaze. After appearing lost for words for a good five seconds he gave Romano a weak smile and said, “Look, Romano. Everyone else thinks you’re sexy, too.”
He was dead.
Spain pulled his hands from his pockets and drew in a shaky breath. He couldn’t hold Romano’s gaze for long, and so he acted in the only way he found logical at the time. He turned and ran.
Romano gave him a head start. He was going to need it.
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Anon2: Thank you! I hope you liked this part, as well. And in my mind, Spain’s always trying to get into Romano’s pants! ^_^
Anon3: I positively adore Insecure!Romano!!! He’s my headcanon, too, and quite a frequent in my writing. (A must, actually) I hope this ended up being a somewhat decent length. Thank you!
Anon4: XD Thank you! But you can get up; here’s the rest, and a cookie!
Anon5: Maybe someday in the future OP will happen upon this… maybe in 50 years… My mind’s wandering now >_<;; Your soul is unnecessary! This comment is the most I need!!! Thank you very much! (And good luck with that square. I think ReCAPTCHA likes to flaunt its power over us)
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I loved the ending especially, it's always so great when Romano is appreciated by everyone! ^^ See, Romano? Everyone else thinks you're sexy! that includes me *¬*
And is that some sorta Romerica I see there? owo I love that pairing.
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Also, a!anon, have you ever done another Spamano fill on the meme? You seem a bit familiar...plus considering the, ahem, slight Romerica part
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Spain is an idiot. I think everyone but Romano is glad of this.
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fffff i'm incredibly amused that the entire world came together over homemade Spamano porn. apparently watching it in the same room, no less.
Spain gon' die...
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(captcha: arouses study. Yes, captcha, it does arouse, and I probably should be studying.)
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Anon1: Thank you so much! I love writing a Romano that gets well-deserved appreciation from everybody! He’s so sexy~ And yeah, America/Romano is really growing on me ^_^;;
Anon2: I just realized you were anon2 both times! Sorry for the lateness. If you still want links to my other fills, here they are. I’ve only done a few
Request: Crying during sex *This was my first fill, so please forgive some of the mistakes I made >_< - http://hetalia-kink.livejournal.com/16221.html?thread=46739037#t46739037
Request: Romano waking up with Spain still inside - http://hetalia- kink.livejournal.com/17942.html?thread=57712662#t57712662
Request: Romano has an accident and Spain is turned on. Warning on this one: Watersports.
Don’t think less of me? >_<; - http://hetalia- kink.livejournal.com/16221.html?thread=47981661#t47981661
Continued here: http://hetalia- kink.livejournal.com/17465.html?thread=58334265#t58334265
I don’t know if you follow any of the other communities, but I’ll probably be deanoning soon in hetalia and tomatoamado, so you can see my other fics in my journal if you’d like
Anon3: I’m so glad you liked it!!! I also love the image of them watching porn together. I was worried that I wouldn’t be able to write a good fic where they were watching themselves, though. So thank you!!!
Anon4: Thank you, I’m glad you liked it! Yes, it is very likely that poor Spain will die now XD I couldn’t resist having everybody watch the video, though. How could I deny my lovely nations a chance to see Spain and Romano have sex???
Anon5: *laughs* I’m surprised he didn’t collapse either, but once the image of a terrified Spain fleeing from Romano’s wrath entered my mind, I had to write it >_< Thank you!!! (I’m always on the kink meme when I should be studying!)
Anon6: Thank you so much! *accepts basket of internet cupcakes and munches happily*
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