Italy x Reader :Hot stuff:

You were visiting your best friend, and crush, Italy today. He had invited you to spend the night and taste his new resepi for pasta. You hoped that it would go further but, you knew with his ignorance that it wouldnt get very far. Remembering all the other times you've tried to tell him that you felt more than just a friend sort of love, and having him reply that he loved you as a bestie or a sister too, you shuddered, feeling yourself sadden.

Now, you were standing in front of the ignorant boy's home. The air smelt wonderful. The surroundings blowing sweet sent's your way. It was a beautiful day today! you concluded quietly knocking on his door. You heard a loud crash, before the door opened wide.

"Vee!~ I am-a glad you made it!" Italy chirped, bringing you into a tight hug. Your blush painting your cheeks.

"Uh.. Y-yah!" You quickly chuckled, stepping out of his arms and into his home.

"So how have-a you been lately?" he said smiling.

"oh.. Oh, I have been great thanks, what about you? You seem quit peachy." You laughed.

"I have been very good, I have recently developed-a feelings for someone." He giggled at the end

You could literally feel your heart being torn to pieces. It took you a lot for you to not start sobbing right then and there.

"Oh?" You choked.

"Vee~ I bet you can't-a guess.~" He nearly purred, leaning closer to you.

"N-no. I bet I cannot." You stuttered.

"You-a cant?" He sounded a tad bit shocked, "I thought-a Ive made it obvious!~" He said in a sing-song voice.

"Heh- I guess I havent noticed.." You sighed.

"Oh well, Maybe-a you will figure it out tonight!" He smiled taking your now sweating palms.

After hours of cooking pasta with him it had gotten late already. Over by [your country] had already gotten [brighter/darker] signaling it was [day/night] time. You started to worry about what your boss was going to say, He was a possessive bastard who didnt like you hanging out with other countries and having them give you bad idea's your cellphone started to buzz.

"Hello?" you answered.

"[name]! Where the hell are you? I hope your not with that dumb ass Italy, I dont need you getting any dumber than you already are!" he snarled

"Can't I make my own decisions or make any with precision." you snarled back, Italy giving you an odd look and you just waved him off.

"I want you to get your ass back home now! and never will you leave."

"Well, maybe you should tie me up so I don't go where you don't want me" You snarled again, turning away from Italy's confused eyes.

"I will fucking tie you up next fucking time! Now get your ass home. Now be logical and come back before you get yourself in something we cant afford." He huffed through the phone.

"Yeah, how could that be logical?You just keep on cramming ideas down my throat. This convo is over. I am at Italy's house and deal with it." You said hanging up the phone. "Well then, where were we?" You turned, Only to be faced with the serious face of Italy. "O-oh.. Hi.." Your face turned beat red.

"Vee!~ [name] your going to-a get in trouble because of me" He chirped, smiling happy.

"Pfft~" you said flicking his curl causing his eyes to widen.

"[n-name].... why... why-a did you do that?.." He Purred more seductively.

"I... I dont know... I'm sorry?.." you stuttered a lot by this point. "Wha-"

You were hushed by Italy slamming his lips to yours. whilst grinding his hips in your lower regions. Growing rougher by the second.

"I-italy...." you moaned, grinding into him trying to meat his pace, until he roughly took a hold of your hips, keeping them in place, so he could grind himself. Feel dominant. You reached up again and twirled the curl in between your fingers, causing him to buck harder, and squeeze your breast roughly. You yanked it this time, being as rough as he was with your breasts.

"[name] be gentle if you want me to be gentle..." He growled attacking your neck, licking and nibbling up and down your neck.

"Hngg... Italy.. What about your food..." You croaked letting go of his tender curl. He raised his head from your neck and looked at you with a shocked expression.

"You think I-a give a damn about the food now?" He growled making you shiver.

"J-just turn it off. okay.?.." you said placing your hands on his chest and pushing him lightly.

He growled and stomped towards the food and shut the stove off, nearly running back to you, crushing his lips back to yours.

He pulled back, "So.. You know who I am crushing on now.. Or is it still invisible to you..?" he breathed.

You shook your head, moving in, and kissing him again, Only to be interrupted once more by Germany.

"Uh.. Guys?...." He said, sounding rather shocked.

Italy growled and started throwing kitchen supplies at germany