Not Just a River in Egypt, SpainxRomano (1/?)
anonymous
November 25 2010, 22:23:41 UTC
Romano snarled as he looked down at his watch to find that it read only thirty seconds later than the last time he had checked. He held it to his ear, making sure that it was still ticking. It seemed to be running normally. It was eleven thirty at night and Spain still wasn’t home. Where on earth could he be? He never took this long to return after work. Not that Romano particularly cared that he could be lying in an alley somewhere, beaten up and bleeding, his phone crushed by his attacker, calling weakly for help to heartless passersby who just didn’t want to get involved
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Not Just a River in Egypt, SpainxRomano (3/?)
anonymous
November 25 2010, 22:35:49 UTC
When Spain finished his meal, he dropped the fork on the plate with a clatter and leaned into Romano, resting his head on Romano’s shoulder and hugging his arm. Romano put up a token struggle (because he was too tired to put up a real one, not because he didn’t mind Spain holding him), flailing his arms and cursing. To his immense irritation, the only thing he managed to accomplish with his flailing was to accidentally get the blanket that was spread out over the back of the couch hooked on his fingertips and cause it to fall over Spain’s still subtly shivering shoulders. Damn it, now Spain was going to misunderstand and think he actually gave a crap about him
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Not Just a River in Egypt, SpainxRomano (4/4)
anonymous
November 25 2010, 22:38:34 UTC
Romano was so caught off guard that he could do nothing but go scarlet and stiff as a pole. He poked his tongue out slightly, meaning to lick his own lips reflexively, but it ended up swiping across Spain’s lip more than his own. One of them moaned into the kiss; it was probably Spain since he was a pervert. Romano could barely think through the strange haze that had descended on his mind when their lips first touched, but he thought it was strange how Spain’s moan made his own throat vibrate slightly, as if the sound was coming from him instead. The Italian’s fingers came up and slipped into Spain’s hair, intending to jerk him back by it, but his muscles were feeling curiously limp all of a sudden and all he could manage was a weak tug. Spain’s tongue had snuck into his mouth at some point. When Romano tried to push it out with his own tongue, they just slipped against each other, drawing another moan from Spain
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Re: Not Just a River in Egypt, SpainxRomano (4/4)
anonymous
November 26 2010, 02:02:15 UTC
This was so fluffy and adorable! I loved it. <3
“A squirrel, huh?” Spain said. “If you see that adorable little squirrel again, tell him I owe him a kiss.”
“S-sicko!” Romano sputtered, his face positively scarlet. “Is there anything you won’t hit on?! I swear to god, if I ever find you making out with the sofa or something, I’ll-”
That. Just. BEST LINES EVER. It's so them, so adorable, and hilarious to boot. <3 <3 <3
Bah, this was just too cute!!! >_< Romano is so fucking adorable, it's ridiculous. Seriously in denial throughout the entire thing. I don't even know what was the cutest - the insane worry, the tears, the running to Spain as soon as he got home, making him dinner, holding the newspaper upside down, pulling the blanket over them... So so cute. And then just the right amount of sexy ^_~ Beautiful, authornon!!! Love love love <3
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adorableeee, and I just love Romano's imagination at the very beginning. That IS some imagination he has there.
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“A squirrel, huh?” Spain said. “If you see that adorable little squirrel again, tell him I owe him a kiss.”
“S-sicko!” Romano sputtered, his face positively scarlet. “Is there anything you won’t hit on?! I swear to god, if I ever find you making out with the sofa or something, I’ll-”
That. Just. BEST LINES EVER. It's so them, so adorable, and hilarious to boot. <3 <3 <3
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this was so, so freaking adorable anon!
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