Holiday (SpaMano with lil bits of GerIta, USUK, PruHun, and platonic RoMerica.)

43 - Ti amo

My eyes fluttered open. I looked at my crotch, and was somewhat relieved to see that I did not have:

a) A fucking prominent boner

or

b) semen leaking through my underwear. (ew, dammit.)

After yesterday, the sexual dreams about Antonio had suddenly stopped.

I had heard rumors that England was capable of manipulating dreams, so that might have been it.

...Damn that Brit bastard, his tea, and ass-flavored scones to hell!!

Oh! That's right!

I looked over beside me.

Antonio was gone.

...Oh, God. What happened...

"Boo."

I let out a high-pitched shriek. Antonio was peeking from under the covers, his hands on my chest.

Gasping for breath from the shock, I sat up, and looked him up and down.

"ANTONIO!!" I shrieked, hugging him.

"I turned back!" Antonio laughed. "But I was still wearing the clothes Gilbert and Francis had bought for me, so...ay, it was very uncomfortable waking up like that."

"Explains why you're fucking naked," I snorted.

He leaned in closer, lightly grasping my member through my boxers. "But is that really the only reason?"

Antonio rubbed my cock, bringing it to full mast. I moaned, and changed my position, creating friction by rubbing both our crotch areas together.

I let out a gasp or surprise, as I felt him tease my nipple with his fingers.

He pulled down my boxers, and licked my tip.

"A-Antonio," I moaned. "...Already?"

"Hm," he said. "You've been through a lot. Maybe we should rest with the sex?"

"I dunno. I'm still horny, but at the same time, I'm so fucking tired, dammit..."

"We can save it for tonight if you want," he suggested.

I smiled. "Yeah, I think that would be pretty fucking good."

He slid back on my underwear, lifted up my bangs, and planted a kiss on my forehead. "Anything for you, my dear."

"God, you're so fucking tacky, you know?"

Antonio grinned. "But at least we're both back to normal now, eh?"

"Yeah," I laughed, hugging him. "Hey, let's get dressed. I have to cook for Clarisse, remember? You can help if you want."

"Yay!!" Antonio said, kissing me. "I'd be glad to, Woovi."

We both grew silent at the last word of his sentence.

I snorted in laughter. "WOOVI?! ANTONIO, I--"

"DIOS MIO, I'M SORRY, OKAY? I'VE BEEN A CHILD FOR THREE DAYS, BUT IT FELT LIKE THREE CENTURIES!!"

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"Lovi~"

I rolled my eyes, and looked back, and Antonio popped a small tomato into my mouth.

A blush spread across my face. "W-Wh--"

"You're cute," he said, wrapping his arms around me.

"God, you're so fucking weird," I laughed, kissing him.