In which Spain isn't a pedophile...
anonymous
May 10 2010, 15:48:40 UTC
Exactly what the title says. Spain/S. Italy.
Spain taking a consenting somewhat older S. Italy's virginity.
Children in Spain in the middle ages were betrothed and wed often as soon as they hit puberty (the girls at least), so Spain sees nothing wrong with taking S. Italy as his "betrothed." But because he's so young, he tells innocent, grumpy, little South Italy that he will wait until he's ready.
Spain somehow figures out that Romano is ready to take things a step further (how it happens is completely up to anon) and Spain is a very passionate lover while taking Romano's virginity. Be creative, anons. I'm dying for some sort of real character interaction between the two.
How old Romano is at this point is up to the author, but it has to be a reasonable age of consent. No shota or non-con and any side pairings or kinks are fine.
Values Dissonance (1/13?)
anonymous
May 14 2010, 05:19:24 UTC
My historical background on this is pretty bad. My history teachers all basically refuse to answer any more of my random and persistent questions, and I find a hard time finding credible things that pertain to my interests on the internet. That said, there are definitely culture!language!history!fails involved and I’m really really sorry. Did North Italy even live with Austria during the Italian wars? I don’t know… But I tried hard, I did! Also, I don't speak any Italian or Spanish, so... … T^T
But I really do hope you like it, because I worked hard!
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“We can’t, Lovi. I know that we’re married now, but sex is -“
“You bastard, I know what sex is!”
“Eh, Lovi, calm, calm, I didn’t mean - “
The rest of the plea was drowned in a furious yell, made slightly adorable with the fact that Romano’s voice cracked up half and octave in the middle. Of course, Antonio barely had time to giggle before being punched in the arm. And it hurt.
Ah… he should have expected this response. He had expected it, but… who was to blame him for
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Values Dissonance (2/13?)
anonymous
May 14 2010, 05:24:21 UTC
Antonio had been surprised at the steel in the king’s voice, but after thinking about it for a moment, he had to admit that he understood; Queen Isabella had only so recently died. Maybe their marriage had been political, but after so many years of such closeness, the king had developed sincere feelings for her
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Values Dissonance (4/13)
anonymous
May 14 2010, 05:29:58 UTC
Muffled curses echoed from the depths of the quilt padding, and a small struggle followed, but wrapped as he was in fabric, Romano could not put up much of a fight. Antonio held him until he calmed down. He began to whisper to him again.
“I love you, you know. Really, mi corazon. One day, I promise, you and I will make love. ComprendeThere was a long pause. There was no more struggle, no more swearing; Romano had probably fallen asleep. Antonio relaxed against him, attempting to follow his beloved into the land of slumber when a quiet murmur reached his ears
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Values Dissonance (6/13)
anonymous
May 14 2010, 05:35:51 UTC
Antonio looked up. Romano was staring at his half-empty plate, biting his lip. Immediately, Antonio was all concern, standing and moving to the other side of the table. “Lovi, are you alright? Is there more fighting? Does it hurt?” Before he could reach Romano’s side, however, the boy was up on his feet and running out of the dining hall
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Values Dissonance (7/13)
anonymous
May 14 2010, 05:37:55 UTC
Storms hit that summer, one after the other, clouds piling up the Iberian peninsula like folded blankets, shrouding the world in a blanket of rain and mud
( ... )
Values Dissonance (8/13)
anonymous
May 14 2010, 05:39:38 UTC
Antonio ran full-tilt down the steps. The gatekeeper was already winching open the garret as he touched down, and he dashed out under the opening, headlong towards the sea of faces and horses and shouts and whinnies and
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Values Dissonance (9/13)
anonymous
May 14 2010, 05:41:35 UTC
And now it was Antonio who was feeling gawky and awkward because he really didn’t know how to treat the nation in front of him.
“Oi, oi, Antonio!”
Antonio looked up, plastering a smile back on his face. “Si, querido?”
“I’m tired, idiot, and I’m dirty and the road was all muddy and I haven’t had access to a proper tub in forever.” Romano was frowning and glaring but there was something different about his expression, something Antonio couldn’t quite place
“I ran you a bath! If you want to wash, then you can go to bed, si?”
Romano stared at him oddly from across the table. Antonio smiled back.
“…what? Did I say something wrong?”
“Aren’t you going to ask to get in the bath with me, or something equally perverted?”
“Umm…” Actually, he’d wanted to ask, but he didn’t want to make Romano angry at him the moment that he got home. He’d been restraining himself throughout dinner - awkward or not, he wanted to hug and kiss and cuddle Romano all night. So he hedged his bets. “Well… can I?”
Values Dissonance (11/13)
anonymous
May 14 2010, 05:46:07 UTC
“Mi amor…” Antonio said reverently as Romano’s back arched again, their bare hips brushing. He ran a gentle hand through Romano’s hair, resting his palm on his cheek. Romano’s desire-clouded eyes opened, catching at Antonio’s gaze with a friction that mimicked that of their skin. “My Romano. Are you ready?”
“Che… che cazzo stai dicendo? I’ve…ah… I’ve been ready since… you married me,” Romano gasped out, fire in his voice, fire in his eyes.
“Then wait, just a moment,” Antonio said, kissing Romano’s forehead and crawling off of his stomach to rummage in a wooden cabinet near the bed.
“I’ve waited enough. I’m sure I can take a little more,” muttered Romano, panting on the bed. Antonio smiled, pulling a small glass decanter from the closet. Inside, was mineral oil, infused with cinnamon and spices. Unstopping it, he poured a little into his palm, placing the bottle on the bedside table and kneeling back on the bed. Romano’s eyes were closed again, and Antonio ran his free hand across his lips.
Values Dissonance (12/13)
anonymous
May 14 2010, 05:47:40 UTC
Romano still had his fingers in his hair, and was now pressing kisses to Antonio’s cheeks and forehead. “Y-yeah, I get it. Just hurry the fuck up
( ... )
Values Dissonance (13/13 + Notes)
anonymous
May 14 2010, 05:53:16 UTC
Finally, knowing he could do little more, he dropped the rag to the side of the bed and pulled Romano into his arms, scooting them both so that they were underneath the blankets. “Are you alright, Lovi?” he asked, lips brushing his hairline, fingers stroking a line from his temple, down his cheek.
“Yeah. That was… affanculo… Antonio, I missed you. When I was gone, I missed you,” Embarrassed, Romano hid his face against Antonio’s sweat-slicked chest. “I was afraid you’d forgotten me or something stupid and I’m just glad I got to finally do this with you, okay? So shut up.”
“I didn’t say anything,” Antonio said, smiling. “I love you.”
“I said shut up!”
Antonio kissed his hair again, and tugged him closer, closing his eyes. As he drifted off into a sated sleep, the last thing he heard was a tiny voice murmuring:
Spain taking a consenting somewhat older S. Italy's virginity.
Children in Spain in the middle ages were betrothed and wed often as soon as they hit puberty (the girls at least), so Spain sees nothing wrong with taking S. Italy as his "betrothed." But because he's so young, he tells innocent, grumpy, little South Italy that he will wait until he's ready.
Spain somehow figures out that Romano is ready to take things a step further (how it happens is completely up to anon) and Spain is a very passionate lover while taking Romano's virginity. Be creative, anons. I'm dying for some sort of real character interaction between the two.
How old Romano is at this point is up to the author, but it has to be a reasonable age of consent. No shota or non-con and any side pairings or kinks are fine.
Bonus but not necessary:
- Multiple orgasms on Romano's part.
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But I really do hope you like it, because I worked hard!
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“We can’t, Lovi. I know that we’re married now, but sex is -“
“You bastard, I know what sex is!”
“Eh, Lovi, calm, calm, I didn’t mean - “
The rest of the plea was drowned in a furious yell, made slightly adorable with the fact that Romano’s voice cracked up half and octave in the middle. Of course, Antonio barely had time to giggle before being punched in the arm. And it hurt.
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“I love you, you know. Really, mi corazon. One day, I promise, you and I will make love. ComprendeThere was a long pause. There was no more struggle, no more swearing; Romano had probably fallen asleep. Antonio relaxed against him, attempting to follow his beloved into the land of slumber when a quiet murmur reached his ears ( ... )
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“I won’t, mi tesoro. Lo prometoAnd Romano would close his eyes and pretend that was enough for him ( ... )
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“Oi, oi, Antonio!”
Antonio looked up, plastering a smile back on his face. “Si, querido?”
“I’m tired, idiot, and I’m dirty and the road was all muddy and I haven’t had access to a proper tub in forever.” Romano was frowning and glaring but there was something different about his expression, something Antonio couldn’t quite place
“I ran you a bath! If you want to wash, then you can go to bed, si?”
Romano stared at him oddly from across the table. Antonio smiled back.
“…what? Did I say something wrong?”
“Aren’t you going to ask to get in the bath with me, or something equally perverted?”
“Umm…” Actually, he’d wanted to ask, but he didn’t want to make Romano angry at him the moment that he got home. He’d been restraining himself throughout dinner - awkward or not, he wanted to hug and kiss and cuddle Romano all night. So he hedged his bets. “Well… can I?”
“Whatever, bastard.”
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“Che… che cazzo stai dicendo? I’ve…ah… I’ve been ready since… you married me,” Romano gasped out, fire in his voice, fire in his eyes.
“Then wait, just a moment,” Antonio said, kissing Romano’s forehead and crawling off of his stomach to rummage in a wooden cabinet near the bed.
“I’ve waited enough. I’m sure I can take a little more,” muttered Romano, panting on the bed. Antonio smiled, pulling a small glass decanter from the closet. Inside, was mineral oil, infused with cinnamon and spices. Unstopping it, he poured a little into his palm, placing the bottle on the bedside table and kneeling back on the bed. Romano’s eyes were closed again, and Antonio ran his free hand across his lips.
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“Yeah. That was… affanculo… Antonio, I missed you. When I was gone, I missed you,” Embarrassed, Romano hid his face against Antonio’s sweat-slicked chest. “I was afraid you’d forgotten me or something stupid and I’m just glad I got to finally do this with you, okay? So shut up.”
“I didn’t say anything,” Antonio said, smiling. “I love you.”
“I said shut up!”
Antonio kissed his hair again, and tugged him closer, closing his eyes. As he drifted off into a sated sleep, the last thing he heard was a tiny voice murmuring:
“And I love you too.”
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I hope that was alright! I tried to be a little historical and realistic - I looked up the climate in Spain, how long it would take to ( ... )
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recaptcha says 'techniques dorkiest' XD well spain is a bit of a dork...XD
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