"You got Lovino? But _______, he's already been..." Alfred said, pointing to him and Spain, cuddling in a corner. You pouted. You liked the italian, even if he did swear a lot. You looked at the tube of tomato paste and wondered who else it could be.
"I think you'll-a find that's me..." A low voice said from behind you. You turned round and locked gazes with a pair of startlingly ruby eyes.
He had honey blond hair, that was in the style of his counterpart, and had slightly paler skin. A large scar ran across his right cheek, but that didn't detract from his handsomeness. That curl still floated there, daring to be touched. He was wearing a brown shirt that was buttoned halfway and sand coloured trousers, smart shoes the same colour as his shirt. A rather simple outfit, but it suited him. He smiled at you and took your hand, taking the tomato paste in the other hand and pocketing it. "Come on, the closet won't-a wait forever~" He said, pulling you gently into the small space.
Once it was dark, you were pulled into a hug. This confused you a little. From what you had seen of other people, thy had come out covered in marks from people looking similar to this guy. So why was he cuddling you?! You heard him chuckle. "You have a nice body~" He said, running his hands over your curves, making you shiver. "I wonder..." He said to himself, running his nose up your neck, almost as if he was inhaling your scent. He kissed your neck once or twice, before humming to himself. "I know what-a you need~" He said, his voice coated in lust. He moved back a little and you heard a pop, before jumping as something cold came in contact with your skin. You then felt him lick your neck and you moaned a little. "That's-a better..." He said. You could smell tomatoes. You blushed, had he really? Your thoughts were interuppted by his teeth and tongue on your neck and collar bone. You moaned a little louder, sure his actions would leave marks. You jumped a little when you felt the same substance smeared on the top of your breasts, blushing as some dropped into your cleavage. "Oh dear, looks like I'll-a have to get that~" He said, pulling your top and bra off in one motion, licking up the paste as it travelled down your stomach. You squirmed and moaned, gasping his name as he nipped at your hipbones.
"Come on guys, ti-" Alfred just sort of stared at you. You covered yourself quickly. "Bugger off Al!" You said, pulling on your shirt, not realising there was still tomato paste on your chest. It stained your top and 'Lovino' grinned. "I see you're saving some for later~"