Center of Italian Love [Italy X Reader X Romano]

Knotty Sticky Situation

It was early Tuesday morning and the sun was just starting to rise over the horizon, its rays coming through the window. You woke up between the Italian brothers who were both hugging you in their sleep. You looked at your wrist watch, it read 6:30 AM. You sat up to stretch and yawn. As you did, you felt a light tug on your hair from either side and heard two sleepy but sexual sounding moans. You looked down at the Italian brothers who were blushing in their sleep. They both started to entangle their legs with yours and as they did, you could feel their erections through their pajama pants. Then they both started humping you in their sleep.

'What the hell?! Are they having a wet dream or something?' You thought to yourself. Just then, you realized that Italy's and Romano's curls were both tangled in your (h/c) locks. You attempted to untangle your hair from the Italian brothers' curls while being humped by them, which was not easy. As you struggled to get free, Italy's and Romano's thrusts grew more frantic as they both let out loud moans. You felt something warm seep from the bulges in their pajama pants and onto yours.

"Ack! Italy, Romano wake up!" You shouted, letting go of the two separate knotty messes. The two Italian brothers woke up, startled by your yelling. They both sat up, relieving the tension on the tangled hair.

"What's wrong (Country Name)?" They both asked simultaneously. You sighed in frustration before answering.

"Well, there's two things that are wrong. The first thing is this." You said, throwing off the bed sheets to reveal the white, sticky mess that resided on their crotches and both your outer thighs from when they ejaculated while humping you in their sleep because of their curls being accidentally stimulated. Both Italy and Romano blushed from embarrassment.

"The second thing is more serious. Your curls are tangled in my hair. I tried to untangle them, but I couldn't get them undone." You finished explaining.

"If you can't untie us, then we're going to be stuck together like this forever." Romano said with a pout.

"That's not true Romano. We just have to call Germany and Spain over to help. They are the best at untangling curls. Remember, they've helped us plenty of times when our curls have gotten knotted together." Italy said as he reached for his cellphone on the night stand on his side while trying to move his head as little as possible. He dialed Germany's number and put the phone on speaker, waiting for him to answer.

"What is it zhis time Italy?" Germany's tired voice came through.

"Mine and Romano's curls are tangled again. (Country Name) tried to untie us, but she can't get us free. Can you come over and help untangle us?"

"Huh? (Country Name) is there?" Germany asked, sounding puzzled.

"Well actually me, Romano, and (Country Name) are all stuck together. We're at Romano's dorm room." Italy said.

"Okay I'll be over zhere soon." Germany said before hanging up. Italy put his phone down and looked at Romano who just sat there, frowning grumpily.

"Aren't you going to call Spain, Romano?" Italy asked his older brother. Romano looked away and scowled.

"There's no way I'm calling over that tomato bastard over to help me with something like this." Romano said crossing his arms.

"Oh? So you don't mind Germany pulling at your curl to untangle it then?" You smirked, Romano looked at you horrified.

"Okay, okay, fine! I'll call Spain." Romano said as he reached for his phone on the night stand on his side of the bed. He dialed Spain's number and put it on speaker.

"Oh hey Romano! What's up with you so early in the morning?" Spain's voice came through, sounding as cheerful as ever.

"I need your help with something." Romano said to Spain.