---BDSM? (Italy x Reader x Germany)---

It was a quiet Sunday morning. You were at your good friend Germany's house, just to hang out. You found out that you arrived a bit earlier than expected, since the Axis were still having a training session in the backyard.

Germany let you stay in the living room while they were still doing drills, so you made yourself at home by lying on the sofa whilst reading a book.

What was the book, you ask?

Well, it was just something you picked up while you were visiting England last week.

Fifty Shades of Grey.

After reading countless doujinshis, lemons and being on Tumblr almost 24/7--this book didn't have that much impact on you. You were only reading it because you were curious about why people were going crazy over it. In the middle of reading, you didn't notice a certain brown-haired Italian was already crouched down beside you.

"Ciao, (Name)! What are you reading?~"

"Oh, just Fifty Shades of Grey."

"Ah~ Interesting! What's it about?"

"Well, it has BDSM themes, so you might not like it, Ita---OH MY GOSH."

Your eyes widened as you turned to face the innocent looking Italian that was crouched beside you. You quickly sat up and laughed nervously, "OH. HAHAHA. HELLO ITALY! I...I didn't notice you there!"

"Ve~ It's okay, (Name)--but what does 'BDSM' mean?" Italy asked curiously.

UH OH.

You ran your fingers through your (h/c) hair, looking away from the cheerful Italian. "I, uhm...It--Well! It means....B-Bo..." you slowly faced him. Seeing how oblivious he was to the topic, you couldn't help but feel bad and spoke,

"B...B-BEST....uhm...'BEST DAMN SPAGHETTI MEATBALLS'!!" you suddenly bursted out laughing as you realised what you said. "AHAHA! Y-Yeah!! That--That's what it meant!"

Italy nodded in understanding. "I see! BDSM sounds delicious!"

OH GOD. OH I AM SO IN DEEP SH*T RIGHT NOW.

"H-Ha ha ha! Y-Yeah..." you said, clutching your stomach as you were trying to supress your laughter.

Italy then stood up and smiled, "Ve!~ Well, I'll be making us something to eat now, (Name)~"

"S-Sure! Thanks, Italy!" you smiled crookedly, still trying to contain your laughter.

Just then, you heard the door open. "Oh, (Name), sorry for making you wait here while we had our training." Germany apologised.

"Nah, it's cool." you told him. After that, you proceeded reading once more.

Germany made his way through the living room, placing his neatly folded uniform coat on one of the chairs. He then heard that someone was in the kitchen. "Italy? Is that you in the kitchen?" he called over.

"Si!! I'm just preparing us something to eat, Germany!" Italy replied.

Nodding, Germany took a seat on the other sofa across you. Wiping off sweat from his forehead, he spoke once more, "What will we be having for today, Italy? It better not be just pasta again." he warned.

"Oh! Don't worry, Germany! We'll be having some BDSM!" Italy replied cheerfully.

OH. OH MY GOD.

At that point, it looked like all the colour drained from Germany's face. Not being able to take it any longer, you bursted out in a laughing fit.

Though your laughter was short-lived... when you noticed a certain well-built German hover over you. "(Name)........" Germany growled.

UH OH.

"Uhhhhmmmmmm.............." you stood up and looked at him with a nervous smile. Knowing that he won't let you off the hook that easily, you knew what you had to do.

"OOPS! I HAVE TO GO NOW, SEE YA GUYSS!!!!" you shouted as you ran towards the door. Germany was a lot faster than you, so he already blocked that exit.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" you yelled, running the opposite direction, and into the kitchen.

Japan was there, drinking some tea. He was about to greet you when you dashed for the back door. "W-What's going on...?" he asked, confused.

"(NAME)!!! YOU'VE GOT SOME EXPLAINING TO DO!!!" Germany shouted as he chased after you in the backyard.

Italy tilted his head and looked out the backyard.

"Ve~ Guys, where are you going?...

....You're going to miss out on the BDSM!!!"

Spewing out his tea, Japan sharply turned to the oblivious Italian.

"Itary, no."