~*~Romano x Reader~*~
As you walked down the streets of Italy, you couldn't help but smile. Today, you were visiting your boyfriend, Lovino.
You two had been dating for the past year now and you couldn't be happier. Sure you all had your ups and downs, but every relationship had them. You two just sat down with each other like the mature adults you both were and worked out the issue(s) instead of being dramatic about it and breaking up (like some people would do).
Lovino had invited you over to his home because, one, his twin brother, Feliciano, would be at Ludwig's home for the day and two, he wanted to spend some quality time with you since he had a day off from work. His boss had kept him busy for the past week, so he never had the chance to see you. Until now.
You reached the front porch of the Italians' home and rang the doorbell. You smoothed out your (f/c), knee-length dress and fixed your (h/l), (h/c) hair while you waited for Lovino to answer the door.
A few moments later, the door opened to reveal, not your boyfriend, but Feliciano instead.
"Hi (Name)!" He greeted in his usual cheerful tone. "Fratello is upstairs getting-a ready, so I guess you'll just-a have to wait for him in the living room."
"Okay, thanks Feli." You answered with a smile.
He returned the smile and stepped to the side to let you in. You had always loved coming here. Their home was so beautifully decorated and it always gave off a cheerful atmosphere.
You went to the living room and sat on the plush couch, laying your purse next to you. Feliciano joined you a moment later and chatted about different topics.
When he was finished blabbing about his current topic, you decided to ask, "So when are you going to Ludwig's? I hope I don't seem like I'm being too rude for asking this."
"Oh, you aren't-a being rude at all," he said while a grin was plastered on his face, "I was-a just about to leave actually."
A few moments later, Lovino walks in the room. "I'm-a so sorry (Name)," he says, "I didn't-a mean to keep you-a waiting."
"It's okay, Lovi," you assured him. He sat down next to you and gave you a quick peck on the lips before taking one of your hands in his.
Feliciano stood and smiled at the couple before him. "I should-a probably go now. Ciao!" And with that, he was gone, leaving you two in the house alone.
Getting more comfortable, you slipped your shoes off your delicate feet and situated yourself to where you were now sitting on Lovino's lap with your head resting against his chest.
He stroked your soft locks of (h/c) hair gently with one hand and with the other, he massaged your thigh lovingly.
All was peaceful and quiet until the phone rang, startling the both of you.
Lovino grumbled a few cuss words under his breath before sighing and looking at you. "I-a have to get that," he said, looking rather apologetic.
You giggled slightly while detangling yourself from him. "I'll be right here waiting for you~" You smiled sweetly at him.
He chuckled and kissed your nose before getting off the couch and going to answer the phone.
The phone was located in the kitchen, which was connected to the living room, so you could still hear what Lovino was saying.
"Pronto?" You heard him say.
There was a moment of silence as he listened to whoever the caller was.
"And why the hell do you-a want to know you tomato-loving bastardo?"
Ah, so it was Antonio who was calling. You weren't surprised.
"I-I'm not-a telling you that!!" Lovino shrieked. "Leave me the fuck alone!"
You heard the phone being slammed onto the receiver.
Then you saw your Italian lover stalk back into the living room with his cheeks blazing bright red.
"Lovi? What's wrong?" you asked.
He refused to look at you or answer your question.
"Lovi please answer me," you begged.
You gave up. He was as stubborn as a mule, so there was no point to try to make him tell you what was wrong. You sighed and looked down at your hands.
Lovino glanced at you briefly before he reached a hand over and held one of yours.
You looked up at him. He was still blushing like crazy, and you could tell he wanted to say something.
"Lovi," you said as you scooted closer to him, "if there's something you need to say, just say it. If it's something embarrassing, I won't judge. You can trust me. I'm your girlfriend and I want to know what's bothering you. Please tell me."
He finally looked you in the eye, golden orbs meeting (e/c) ones, and his grasp on your hand became slightly tighter.
"I-I need to ask-a you a serious question," he says quietly.
You blink twice. "Alright. Ask away."
He takes a deep breath and asks, "We've been-a dating for a year now, right?"
"And we-a both love each other deeply. Right?"
"I believe so...Lovi w-what are you getting at?"
The brightness in his blush somehow becomes brighter. "I-I wanted to know if you-a would...want to...I don't know...possibly...takeourrelationshiptothenextlevel." He looks down at his lap, waiting for rejection.
It takes a moment for you to register the last part of what he said because he said it so quick, but when you realize what he's asking, your face becomes a deep scarlet red.
You and Lovino have never actually seen each other naked before, let alone having sex. Sure, you've had those moments where you wished he would just rip your clothes off and take you right then and there, but you became so flustered about it, you never actually told him.
And you wouldn't believe how badly Lovino wanted you. He wanted to feel every inch of your smooth skin. He wanted to touch every part of you. He wanted to make you feel beautiful. But he was afraid that you wouldn't feel the same way, so he never asked about it.
Assuming that your silence meant no, he stood up and began to walk away.
'I fucking knew it,' he thought to himself. 'Dammit! Why am I such an idiota?'
You panicked and immediately called out, "Don't leave!"
He turned around and before he could say a word, you had your arms wrapped around his neck. You stood on your tip toes and connected your lips with his.
You pulled back and looked into his beautiful eyes. "Lovi, I'm so glad you asked. I've been waiting for this for so long. I'm ready to take our relationship to the next level."
Lovino couldn't believe what he was hearing. Was this just a dream? No, this was as real as it could be. He cradled your face in his hands and brought you in for another kiss, but this one was much more passionate.
You kissed back eagerly and, after a few moments, you both pulled back for much needed air.
"I-a can't believe you feel the same way," he says and rests his forehead against yours.
"Of course I do, I love you so very much," you reply, smiling.
He smiles as well and gives you a peck on the lips. "Ti amo, (Name)."
Keeping your arms around his neck, he gently picks you up bridal style and carries you to his bedroom. He skillfully opens the door while still holding you. Once he enters the room, he kicks the door closed with his foot. He walks over to his bed and ever so carefully lays you down on it.
He rids himself of his shirt, revealing his well-toned abs to you. You smile as he climbs on top of you and plants soft kisses along your jawline and neck.
He sits up and kicks his shoes off. You lift your arms up, signaling him to remove your shirt. He grins and happily obliges to your wish.
Eventually all articles of clothing are lost, leaving you both stark naked. Lovino gazes at your enchanting, nude body.
"You're so beautiful..." he says quietly.
You smile softly and caress his cheek with your hand.
He leans down and kisses you on your lips. He then trails small, dainty kisses from your lips to your neck, then from your neck to the space in between your breasts. From there, he kisses down to your belly button, then plants a kiss on the inside of your thigh.
You can feel yourself growing needier by the second and all you want is for Lovino to be inside you, but at the same time, you don't want this to end. You love how he plants kisses down your body that sends pleasure waves throughout your entire core. You absolutely adore the fact that he's being so gentle with you. And you also were in love with the fact that he's the one who is about to take your virginity.
He carefully pries your legs apart and positions his hardened manhood in front of your wet womanhood.
"Are you-a ready?" he asks, gazing into your (e/c) orbs.
You have never been so sure of anything in your life, so when you said "Yes", you could feel that there was absolutely no doubt behind your answer.
Lovino slowly sheathed himself inside of you. You winced a bit because of the pain you were feeling, but that was only natural considering the fact that this was your first time.
Once he was inside of you fully, he waited for you to give him the okay to go. A moment or two passed and you were ready to go.
"Lovi," you breathed, "I-I'm ready."
He smiled and locked his lips with yours as he began to thrust in and out of you. His member inside of you felt so perfect. He wasn't too big where you felt like you might be ripped apart because of it nor was it too small. Not only that, he was going at a steady, rhythmic speed that wasn't too fast or slow. It was perfect for you.
He broke the kiss and nestled his face into the crook of your neck. You moaned and whimpered lightly each time he thrusted into you. You could feel Lovino's hot breath against your now sweaty skin and you could also hear him grunt as well.
This moment right now was so perfect, you couldn't contain your smile. You felt as if you were on Cloud 9 and you were loving every minute of it.
Lovino slowly lifted his head to meet your gaze. In that moment, when your eyes locked, time seemed to slow down. You felt truly connected to him, like you knew everything he was feeling as he felt like he knew everything you were feeling. It was really an amazingly beautiful feeling.
You felt yourself nearing your end and so you wrapped your arms around Lovino's neck without breaking eye contact with him. Soon enough, your walls contracted around your lover's member and you finally reach your limit.
Lovino could feel himself getting close as well, so with a few more thrusts, he came inside you. He pulled himself out of you and lied next to you, both of you trying to catch your breath. He covered you and himself with the sheets as he pulled you into an embrace.
"(Name)?" Lovino said, breaking the silence.
"Mhmm?" you answered.
"I-a have another question to ask."
You furrowed your brows slightly and turned to look at your Italian lover. "Yes?"
He pulled a small, velvet box out from the drawer of the nightstand that was next to his side of the bed. He opened the box to reveal a shiny silver ring with a small diamond decorating the top of it. It was simple yet very pretty.
"It would be an honor if you-a would marry me," he says, "will you-a become my wife?"
Your eyes widened and you sat up. "A-are you serious?" you asked in disbelief.
"I'm as serious as I-a can be," Lovino replied with a soft smile.
Tears pricked at the corners of your eyes. You nodded vigorously, too overjoyed to speak words.
He chuckled and slid the small ring onto the proper finger. He then pulled you into a hug and lied back down with you on top of him.
As you clung to your new fiancé's chest, you whispered, "I love you, Mr. Vargas."
Lovino kissed the top of your head and whispered back, "I love you, Mrs. Vargas."