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"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~"
"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~"
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Seven Minutes in Heaven (2p!Italy)
You stick your hand in, curious on what you'll pull out. You feel something interesting and grab it. It was a
Small Switchblade
Gasping, you drop the object in horror, knowing exactly who it belonged to.
"Listen (Y/n)," Prussia says, glancing around for the Italian man, "I didn't see that if you didn't-"
"I saw it." you gulp bravely, walking to the closet, "Just find him. The sooner the better, please."
Though you acted calm, you were terrified. The last time you saw Italy's 2p! he had given you a nice cut along your thigh. Licking you lips, you slip to the ground in the closet and close your eyes, waiting for 'Italy' to get there so tha
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Seven Minutes in Heaven (Romania)
Confused, you stick your hand into the hat. Your fingers brush something smooth and, deciding that it was odd, you grabbed it. Pulling it out, you see a...
Saint Peter Coin.
"The saint of fishermen? Who's...?" you murmur.
"That would be mine." a calm voice interjected, his arms threading around your waist. You are frozen in place, this strange voice holding a spell over you.
"Who...?" you spin to see the figure. "Ah!" you gasp, spinning into your best friend, Romania.
"Did I tell you I had a scary vampire voice?" he chuckled, pinning you to his chest as he stumbled over to the closet. You giggling as you tried walk backwards, still press
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Seven Minutes in Heaven (Romano)
You excitedly reach your hand into the hat, wondering who you would get of the handsome men around you. Well, you did hope for a certain one, not that you'd ever tell anyone. Blushing already, you pulled out a...
Tomato Key Chain!
"That's Romano's," Prussia said blandly, bored.
"No it's not! It's that tomato bastards!" an anger fill shout filled the room.
You flip the key chain over carefully. "It, uh, it has your flag on it." you murmur quietly.
"Fine, let's go." he huffs, dragging you by your wrist into the closet. To be honest, you were a little scared. He throws you into the room and slams the door shut, locking it from the inside.
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Here's 2P! Romano! Hope it's alright! Didn't really know what to do with him since I only know of his appearance...
Intro: [link]
I don't own you or him!
Intro: [link]
I don't own you or him!
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I will smack him into Christmas Eve