Can I Join? [3/7]
anonymous
June 27 2009, 13:38:38 UTC
“I-it’s just a one-time” he muttered, glaring at Antonio, a clear warning in his tone and eyes “don’t you think you can intrude anymore after this!”
Spain was far too ecstatic to even care, at that point, and ran to the bed; he wouldn’t waste that opportunity, no matter what, to make one of his life-long wet dreams reality. Jumping on the bed and making both brothers squeal, he bent down and joined lips with the older brother, also finally doing something he’d wanted to since back then in the 1600’s.
Lovino half hissed, half growled in his mouth, more of a warning than anything, but accepted the kiss and quickly the two of them started a tongue battle, neither willing to give up.
Underneath Lovino, Feliciano stared with hungry eyes at the two, turned on by the display but feeling left out, and pulled on his brother’s curl, wanting to join in the fun.
Romano let out a surprised moan, and Spain took that second of advantage to reign on the kiss, lavishing the Italian’s mouth with his tongue. When he pulled away, he stared unblinkingly at the sight of a breathless Lovino blushing fiercely.
Winking at the smiling Feliciano, who smiled back, he started removing all of his clothes, whilst Lovino threw a small fit at his brother; Feliciano simply let out a soft “ve~” and leaned upwards, requesting a kiss.
The older brother sighed, but relented and moved back to his quest, hungrily devouring Feliciano’s lips, hands ripping away his white-flag mapped underwear and then his own tomato-decorated one, resuming his grinding now that they were both flesh-on-flesh.
“Ah, Feli…” Romano let out a small whimper, throbbing for more.
Spain let out a moan -he was growing harder just watching the two brothers interact. When he’d been dreaming of this, it was exactly this scene that played in his mind.
Bending down over Feliciano, Antonio flickered his tongue out and tasted his neck, one of his hands moving to brush against the hardened nipples; not getting any growl of anger from the other brother, the Spanish felt allowed to continue.
“You taste sweet, Feli” he murmured, his hand travelling boldly further south, until it brushed against the two hardened lengths pressing together. The motion elicited sensual groans from both Italians. Spain smirked and tightened his hold on them, pumping them once.
“Ahn~” the northern half of Italy let out a wail and arched up, lips parting and a trail of sweat rolling down his chin.
The southern half let out a hiss, but closed his eyes and accepted the touch, continuing his thrusting whilst his hands mapped every inch of his brother’s body. Spain couldn’t resist all that exposed skin, and determined in having all he could from this, moved forwards to bite down on Lovino’s neck, making him falter in his motion and finally let out a good moan.
Having achieved supremacy, Spain chuckled and turned to the younger brother, who was thrashing wilder and wilder with every thrust. Pre-cum leaking from the tip of his aching member, he was coming closer and closer with each second passing by.
Grinning, Spain leaned forwards, lips closing around Feliciano’s curl.
“Ah! Brother Spa~in!” eyes rolling in the back of his head, pleasure cursing through his body like flames, Feliciano felt his own body being washed away, higher and higher… “Lo-Lovino…”
Lovino kept thrusting, forcing away his own pleasure, as he felt it was far too soon to tie up a closure, and actually Spain’s presence could be a good addition.
If only just this once.
Spain’s tongue and teeth kept pulling at Feliciano’s curl, lewdly licking and pulling and biting, and his hand kept pumping both of the brothers, and he just knew that they were closer and closer and-
North’s eyes snapped open, and the sight above him, with a panting Lovino and Spain’s eyes twinkling in excitement, let that tightening burning heat in his groin explode.
Spain was far too ecstatic to even care, at that point, and ran to the bed; he wouldn’t waste that opportunity, no matter what, to make one of his life-long wet dreams reality. Jumping on the bed and making both brothers squeal, he bent down and joined lips with the older brother, also finally doing something he’d wanted to since back then in the 1600’s.
Lovino half hissed, half growled in his mouth, more of a warning than anything, but accepted the kiss and quickly the two of them started a tongue battle, neither willing to give up.
Underneath Lovino, Feliciano stared with hungry eyes at the two, turned on by the display but feeling left out, and pulled on his brother’s curl, wanting to join in the fun.
Romano let out a surprised moan, and Spain took that second of advantage to reign on the kiss, lavishing the Italian’s mouth with his tongue. When he pulled away, he stared unblinkingly at the sight of a breathless Lovino blushing fiercely.
Winking at the smiling Feliciano, who smiled back, he started removing all of his clothes, whilst Lovino threw a small fit at his brother; Feliciano simply let out a soft “ve~” and leaned upwards, requesting a kiss.
The older brother sighed, but relented and moved back to his quest, hungrily devouring Feliciano’s lips, hands ripping away his white-flag mapped underwear and then his own tomato-decorated one, resuming his grinding now that they were both flesh-on-flesh.
“Ah, Feli…” Romano let out a small whimper, throbbing for more.
Spain let out a moan -he was growing harder just watching the two brothers interact. When he’d been dreaming of this, it was exactly this scene that played in his mind.
Bending down over Feliciano, Antonio flickered his tongue out and tasted his neck, one of his hands moving to brush against the hardened nipples; not getting any growl of anger from the other brother, the Spanish felt allowed to continue.
“You taste sweet, Feli” he murmured, his hand travelling boldly further south, until it brushed against the two hardened lengths pressing together. The motion elicited sensual groans from both Italians. Spain smirked and tightened his hold on them, pumping them once.
“Ahn~” the northern half of Italy let out a wail and arched up, lips parting and a trail of sweat rolling down his chin.
The southern half let out a hiss, but closed his eyes and accepted the touch, continuing his thrusting whilst his hands mapped every inch of his brother’s body. Spain couldn’t resist all that exposed skin, and determined in having all he could from this, moved forwards to bite down on Lovino’s neck, making him falter in his motion and finally let out a good moan.
Having achieved supremacy, Spain chuckled and turned to the younger brother, who was thrashing wilder and wilder with every thrust. Pre-cum leaking from the tip of his aching member, he was coming closer and closer with each second passing by.
Grinning, Spain leaned forwards, lips closing around Feliciano’s curl.
“Ah! Brother Spa~in!” eyes rolling in the back of his head, pleasure cursing through his body like flames, Feliciano felt his own body being washed away, higher and higher… “Lo-Lovino…”
Lovino kept thrusting, forcing away his own pleasure, as he felt it was far too soon to tie up a closure, and actually Spain’s presence could be a good addition.
If only just this once.
Spain’s tongue and teeth kept pulling at Feliciano’s curl, lewdly licking and pulling and biting, and his hand kept pumping both of the brothers, and he just knew that they were closer and closer and-
North’s eyes snapped open, and the sight above him, with a panting Lovino and Spain’s eyes twinkling in excitement, let that tightening burning heat in his groin explode.
“Aaahhhnn…”
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