((A/N: This is the world's greatest picture. Also, Lemon/Smut/R-18 Yaoi down there, in case you have a defect that doesn't allow you to read titles. Also, Human names and applied Romerica. YOU BEEN WARNED, B*TCH))
Gilbert paced around the kitchen, impatiently, might I add, as his adorable boyfriend, Feliciano, sat on the kitchen island, swinging his legs.
"Stop pacing, Gilbert. It should be here any minute."Their friend Alfred said, looking at the two curiously as Lovino clung to his waist, staring with Alfred as he raised an eyebrow and muttered something about an "albino potato bastard ordering a goddamn pizza, for fucks sake that's my food... and Alfred's".
"You guys can leave if you want, there's nothing here anyway."Gilbert grumbled in frustration.
Alfred and Lovi exchanged looks before Lovi shrugged and Alfred led him out with an arm wrapped around his waist.

"Gilly, don't push yourself. I can always cook."Feli said gently.
Gilbert sighed and looked at his beloved Italian. He wanted this to be a nice, relaxing pizza night where they could watch tv, play video games, and most importantly to Gil, cuddle.
Feli sensed his boyfriend's discomfort, and he jumped off the counter, cutely as always, Gilbert thought, and skipped over to Gilbert.
Feliciano then leaned up childishly, and kissed him softly.
Gilbert groaned in frustration and pulled him close, kissing back angrily.
Usually he hated taking his anger on his prized Feliciano, and never did, but Feli seemed to not mind, maybe even like it, as he moaned softly and wrapped his arms around his neck.
Gilbert grunted and pushed Feli down on the counter, while Feli wrapped his legs around his back in response so he'd be comfortable.
"I love you."Gilbert breathed against his lips as he moved to his neck, nipping his neck and marking him as his. Feliciano moaned again, making Gil growl possessively and pull at the skin on his lover's neck, where his sweet spot was located. Gil knew because he had managed to put a heart-shaped hickey on it last time they got this heated.
Feliciano moaned out again, throwing back his head as Gil started to grind on him, and tugged on the albino's shirt, wanting it off.
"G-gil... A...ah..."Feli panted out softly, making Gilbert go even harder than he already was. He pulled back and took off his shirt, revealing his toned chest to the already deeply blushing Italian.
"Pl-please skip the foreplay... I..I...Ah...."Feliciano was cut off by his own soft moan as Gilbert nibbled at his collarbone, unbuttoning and taking off Feli's shirt, then undid their pants, throwing them to floor.
Gilbert chuckled.
"Commando?"He snickered, drawing another bright red blush from his boyfriend.
Gil pulled off his boxers and positioned himself.
"Are you sure? We've never gotten this far..."

"I'm Italian and you're a pervert. It was a matter of time."

Gilbert chuckled, entering him slowly.
He grinned, loving the moans that freely poured out of Feli's mouth.
"How cute."He whispered, making Feli moan in need.
"P-please..."He pleaded, and Gil grinned, slamming into him.
Feli screamed in pleasure, and Gilbert rammed into him again, and again, and again, wanting, needing, loving Feli. All he knew was how to make his boyfriend feel good.
"Yaaa~"Feliciano yelled as his prostate was hit, and the albino grinned as he leaned down to his neck, nibbling along it. He bit everywhere he could, littering his soft tanned neck with hickeys.
"Moreee!~ Ah!! Gil!!"Feli screamed, getting closer and closer by the second before he finally came, panting.
Gilbert groaned as he tightened around him, and came inside him.
Then the doorbell rang.
The two lovers looked at eachother, before they began to laugh.
Gil pulled out and pulled on his clothes before he answered the door.
However, he couldn't help but notice Alfred and Lovi standing in the doorway of their own house, not far away, Alfred smirking at him, while Lovino looking murderous.