((A/N: This is my very first smut but I've done RP before so... I think I can do this. I'm always free to requests and I'll try to do them as soon as possible, if I get any. Sorry if anyone is out of character))

Romano a.k.a. Lovino glances over at his recently new friend, Prussia, who is at the moment chattering excitedly about a story. Lovi would never admit it without a small fight or some motivation, that he has a crush on the albino beside him. The friends are sitting on Romano's couch, T.V. on in the background but mostly forgotten. Prussia suddenly stops in the middle of a sentence, confusing the Italian "What?". Gilbert looks thoughtful for a moment then leans close to Romano, faces a mere inch apart. Romano squints and roll his eyes, blushing a little bit "God-a damn it I said what?".
"Did I ever tell jou how freakin cute you are when you blush?" Prussia acts casual, like it isn't a big deal then gently kisses the surprised, blushing red Italian. Aw hell no. Several feelings swarm into Romano's soul as he kisses back, feeling the kiss becoming more rough and passionate. Oh shit. Shit. Lovino knows how Prussia works, plays with you for a source of entertainment then leaving you in the dust. That is not going to work with Romano... He could either pull away or make Prussia feel like kissing the Italian everyday after this. Lovi decides quickly, his side of the kiss getting less soft and matching the passion. Lovino Vargas is not a damn toy. Prussia lightly pulls away from the kiss, Romano feeling displeasure at the sudden lack of touch then growls softly. One fucking kiss? "Somezhing wrong Romano?" Prussia asks brightly, seeing the anger and disappointment in Lovi. Gil has to resist not to smirk. "You fucking know-" Romano replies harshly then gets cut off by another kiss, which is quickly and gladly returned. Gil may have made the first move, but Romano is going to lead, right? He is Italian after all, even with Prussia being a BTT, Lovino wins by the passion of Italian. Prussia thinks exactly that....but the opposite. The kiss becomes rougher and slightly aggressive, they have both been holding emotions back for so long and are just letting them all go now, Prussia's arms around Lovino's hips and in return, Lovi having his arms wrapped over Prussia's neck. Close and pressed up, the heat in the room intensifies for both of them. Once the lack of air causes Romano to pull away, he starts lightly kissing the albino's neck, earning a surprised, muffled gasp. The Prussian notices in dissatisfaction that he is turning slightly hard, but knows Romano can't see it. Lovino is pretty experimental at first, testing spots until he finds three soft spots. Great. This is going Romano's way. He attacks the three soft spots with bites, kisses and licking away any blood, getting the metallic ting in his mouth. Gil is easily bruised by that, now having three purple hickeys on his pale skin and holds his moans back, getting the southern Italian beside him slightly frustrated at the lack of reaction. Fine, Lovi has had his turn and now Prussia will have his go, determined to get brunette flustered. Prussia gently kisses Romano's neck, finding the sweet spots way more quickly then the other. Lovi lets out a small, pleased hum, encouraging the albino, so Prussia does. Kisses get floated in between the row and eventually, Romano slips his shirt off then the Prussian's, smirking to the fact Gil is blushing as he places new kisses on Prussia's chest and stomach, keeping slow and passionate. Nope! Prussia moans but will not accept this fate, him being bottomed by the usually angry Italian who is even shorter then him! Oh god, there has to be a way to....
Wait. His bruder had told him before to never touch curls and why. When Gil asked about how Germany knew of that information, the blond got really quiet and walked away. Prussia knew it's playing dirty but he's too awesome to bottom. A mischievous, dark smile places itself on Prussia's face that almost makes Romano shiver. The albino tugs at the curl, sharply and roughly, earning a slightly pained, loud moan from the Italian who was just kissing his chest a second ago. "A-Ay, stop that or I'll..." Romano mutters weakly, not sure how to finish the threat and Prussia counters boldly "Or jou'll what? Scream my name?". Lovino blushes red as Gil plays with the curl, tugging, stroking, and doing it lightly, roughly, up and down, exploring the reactions from Romano. The arrange of moans and cutely nervous shifting that the Italian arouses Gil and Lovino is just getting more impatient. Prussia finally just palms Lovino's crotch lightly, earning the moan he wanted. Romano is new, so, so new to Gil and Gil wants to see all the things he can see, the sounds, the possible nervousness. It is almost to good to be true. He has the extremely hard to get to, Lovino Vargas. Gil is definitely topping now, using the curl to his advantage, having Romano a blushing, moaning, panting mess in front of him. Romano feels a fire throughout his whole body and though his shirt is off, his pants are the most awful things in the world, with them being extremely tight. Prussia finally gives into the arousal of his own, seeing how bad Lovino must need him. The pair quickly get the pants off and this is where Romano is unsure. He has had plenty of make out sessions but not a single one of them got this far. When Gil realizes this he smirks and  puts three fingers in front of Lovino, growling out lightly "suck.". Romano does, getting each digit carefully coated with saliva, then Prussia pulls them out of his mouth, yanks his boxers down a little, and slowly starts putting the first digit in, it just feeling plain weird to Romano at first. "W-What the f-fuck..." Lovino mumbles, moving a little uncomfortably then Gil moves the finger, stretching and preparing the Italian for his 'awesome five meters'. That's when it starts feeling good to Lovi, letting out a small "mmm...". Prussia roughly puts the second finger in, then after that the third, getting Romano completely prepared for him. Right before Prussia gently starts pushing himself in the Italian realizes what it was all about. Once Prussia is completely in Romano takes a small breath, trying to get used to it and after a little bit, signaling Gil to move by moving experimentally. "I'll be gentle with jou, unless you want it rough~" the albino mumbles into Lovino's ear before slowly thrusting. A ripple of pain mixed with pleasure goes through Romano, and he moans softly. It escalates quickly becoming faster and faster and more rough until Lovino nearly releases but then Gil stops him. Prussia lightly puts a finger on the tip of Romano's member preventing release and growling out  "No. You come when I let you.".
"Oh g-god. Prussia, please. Please just let me-"
"No." Prussia's voice is uncharacteristically stern and it quiets Romano quickly. Gil continues where he left off pretty quickly, coming after a few more thrusts with a but tauntingly refuses Romano's release, precum dripping off of his hand. Lovino is gritting his teeth, it feels painful now, throbbing, and he closes his eyes too "W-why won't you fucking let me-". When the Italian feels himself being moved onto his back instead of the doggie style that he was just in, he shuts up, staying smart. "Don't come yet or I'll have to punish you." Prussia mumbles and moves his hand away, a slight whimper coming from Romano then the Italian feels his member being wrapped around by Gil's mouth then light sucking, causing a new pleasure. A light pinch on Lovino's thigh, indicating permission to finally, finally come. "A-Aah~!" Romano gladly releases, yet again another new feeling going through him that day. Prussia swallows every little bit going into his mouth, pulling away after with a smirk. "Bitter, but in a good way. As expected and of course, zhe awesome me was in control."
"S-Shut the fuck up you bastardo.".

((How was that for a first? It's a little long since this ship a favorite of mine and doesn't seem to get enough love))