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[morethanpasta]

Who: North Italy/Feliciano Vargas and South Italy/Romano Vargas
What: Eating pasta. Having epic fights over Germany. Cursing the existence of potatoes. Being awesome(ly Italian.)
When: Saturday evening and Sunday morning
Where: At home, which is Austria's house
Warnings: Chances are, there will be foul language. ETA: Incest.
Status: In progress

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Feliciano blushes scarlet at the kiss and for once, he actually goes quiet. He stares at Lovino out of very wide brown eyes with the silliest smile on his face.

Then, slowly, a bit hesitantly as he isn't sure how Lovi will react and his heart is runninga mile a minute, he leans forward to kiss him on the lips again, a proper kiss, not a little peck this time.

[in_italia]

Well, he definitely doesn't like that they're kissing outside the privacy of the bedroom. But instead of complaining, he leans into the kiss, albeit a bit nervously.

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A soft blissful sigh escapes Feliciano and he melts against Lovino, deepening the kiss. He buries his hands in his hair, though he's careful to avoid his curl.

[in_italia]

Lovino's arms wrap around Feliciano's waist, holding him close and avoiding his hair like the plague. As of yet, he still finds himself too nervous to take much action past this.

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Feliciano coos softly. He darts his tongue out and runs it over Lovino's lips, trying to tease him into parting them. His stomach flutters with happiness and excitement, his cheeks are bright red.

[in_italia]

Lovino purses his lips in protest for about a second before they part and let Feliciano in. He can feel his stomach slowly but surely tying itself into knots again, but he wants to get as much out of this before he can't take it.

Aww Lovi, ain't you cute being all shy?

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Feliciano moans softly as his tongue darts inside, exploring Lovino's mouth. His hands clench into fists around the handfuls of hair he clings to. He is so happy, he can't help smiling into the kiss.

<3 I feel like Germany should walk in on this, don't you~?

[in_italia]

Some sort of noise escapes Lovino's mouth, but it's closer to a whine or a growl than a moan. He doesn't exactly appreciate that he's currently being dominated by his little brother, although he's nervous to do anything about that. His face is burning red by now, and he's pretty much clinging to Feli.

OMG, it would break his mind XD (and make Lovi spontaneously combust!)

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Feli giggles into the kiss, utterly delighted with the noise he teased out of Lovino - and the fact that he is so submissive. How cute! In his excitement, Feli wriggles on his lap, he's just too giddy to keep still.

IT WOULD BE SO MUCH FUN, THOUGH~~~ XDDD *shot by Lovi*

[in_italia]

Nope, Lovi didn't like that movement. He makes another noise, since his mouth is too preoccupied to actually complain, and this one by accident seems just a tad bit more moanish.

It would, mwahaha! He should find out by catching them kissing!

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He just can't help snickering, though his voice is a bit husky. Feli gently breaks the kiss to catch his breath, but he keeps his lips close enough to brush against Lovino's. His eyes sparkle as he molds his body firmly against Lovi's from groin to chest. "I like hearing you moan, Lovi," he murmurs and quietly thinks, it'll be fun to find out what other noises he can get Lovino to make. He can feel his cheeks heat up more at the thought.

So it is written, so it shall be done! >:D

[in_italia]

Lovi is feeling increasingly uncomfortable with this. He turns his head away from Feli, mostly to instinctively hide his curl from harm's way, "W-w-whatever...!" Jesus, he knew Feli's hanging around France did something to him.

Tsk, Lovi, that's what you get for letting Feli go all seme on you, he'll channer his inner France!

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Feliciano coos softly. Another giggle escapes him. Seeing Lovi all flustered is so cute, especially when he isn't cursing Feli's stupidity for once. He rests his head on his shoulder and slips his arms downwards so they are loosely wrapped around his neck. "Wouldn't it be nice if we could have this every morning?" he murmurs whimsically.

Because Lovi is always an uke. It's all physics.

[in_italia]

Lovi sits up in the chair a bit to stop Feli's weight from making him slide out. "I-Iunno, I don't really want to be raped by my little brother every fucking morning, gracie." Despite the harsh tone, he's laying his head against Feli's and still holding him pretty tightly. Little would he like to admit he does actually agree with Feli.

*gasp* Lovi is clearly being geographically discriminated against!

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"Ve~ if you wanted me to do naughty things to you, you should have said so!" Feliciano's tone is sweet and oblivious, but he can't quite keep the amusement out of his voice. Teasing Lovino is fun! He chuckles softly and closes his eyes in bliss.

Well South Italy IS below North Italy ;D

[in_italia]

"Wha--" his face becomes a whole new shade of dark red, "Sh-shut up! Chigi!" He squirms a bit to shake Feli out of that whole "molding against his body" thing, which suddenly seems WAY too close.