And here's Chapter 2, I got 5 reviews on my first chapter, I'm so happy, is that even good? Well it's good to me anyway.

Thank you so much everyone who reviewed, you were all so nice, and wanted a second chapter.

I heightened the rating just in case. There's sex in this chapter, but nothing in detail, I tried to keep it sweet, I think…xD

You be the judge :]

"Germany, this can be our first time" Italy said in a whisper before, opening the door quietly, pulling Germany by the hand, into the darkness of their bedroom, closing the door.

Chapter 2

Italy had let go of Germany's hand, leaving him stand alone, looking strangely nervous in the darkness of their room, as the excited, blushing faced Italian skipped to the lamp, turning it on, a small area of the room was lit with a dark orange glow.

"I want to see Germany's face when we make love", he smiled sweetly, removing the waist coat he was wearing dropping it onto the floor, and made his way to Germany, connecting their hands again, pulling him slowly to the bed.

Germany was in a slight daze, he wasn't fully aware of anything until the dark glow of the light snapped him into reality, and he noticed he was being pulled by the smaller man. He stopped them before Italy had fallen onto the bed, staring at Italy's figure; he had to admit he did feel a little… tense.

"Your dressed really handsomely this evening, Italy"

Italy gasped; Germany's complement reminded him about the romantic meal he had worked so hard on.

"Oh Germany, I had completely forgotten, I made us a special meal for us this evening… I spent hours making it" Italy seemed a little disappointed, that the pasta he lovingly made was to go to waste.

Germany found this as a little opportunity postpone their love making, he wasn't sure why he wanted to do this, maybe he was still worried about messing everything up.

Why am I so anxious?

"We can always have the meal you planned, and do this another time, I'm completely fine with that" Germany unintentionally spoke fast, turning his body, trying to make his way to the door but was stopped by Italy pulling him back.

Italy, now with his arms around Germany's neck, his eyes fixated on his face.

"No, you're more important to me then pasta, I want us to spend tonight like this" with that Italy had fallen backwards onto the bed, pulling Germany down on top of him.

Germany's words were stuck in the middle of his throat; he was speechless, unable to say a word, he could feel his arms shaking as he leaned on his elbows, even though he felt a little jittery, Italy looked completely content, he knew exactly what he wanted, and didn't release any nervous auras. 'Amazing' Germany thought, it's a complete role reversal, here's Italy being the strong one for once.

Of course Italy felt nervous, but he wanted to prove to Germany he was able to be strong, and it helped that there was no other place he would rather be right now then being close to Germany's warmth.

Germany was starting to recognize his feelings more. Being able to feel Italy breathing lightly under his own body, felt… perfect.

"Germany, kiss me"

Hearing a certain desire in the man's voice, he obliged, kissing Italy straight on the lips, instantly slipping his tongue into his mouth, both their tongues fighting hungrily with each other until it was impossible to continue without air, they parted panting. The temperature in the room felt as though it had raised, as Germany felt Italy's heart beating at a new speed against his own chest, the heat in his body overtaking his mind. He wanted more.

"Italy, I don't think I'll be able to stop if we keep going" Germany breathed out, feeling it may be too much for Italy.

"I don't want Germany to stop" Italy panted, squirming around before connecting their lips in another fierce kiss, circling his legs around Germany's waist, pulling their bodies closer together.

Italy had been lightly tugging on Germany's shirt while they kissed,

Germany pulling away from the kiss lifted his shirt over his head, discarding it on the floor, Italy gazed up, hypnotised by Germany's movements, staring at the strong German through half lidded eyes seeing sheen of lust shine in the blue eyes.

Germany captured Italy's lips in a more romantic motion, now kissing more slowly.

Italy wrapped his arms around Germany's bare back, feeling the warm skin, suddenly tracing his fingertips over a long scar.

"Germany, you got scars…" Italy's eyes looking slightly saddened.

"I've always had them, I don't even remember how they happened, Italy, it's okay… they don't hurt… you don't need to cry…"

Italy tightly hugged Germany, burying his face in his neck, mumbling.

"Germany's so strong; I… can't do anything right, and you get in trouble because of me… I'm going to try and be stronger from now on" Germany could feel Italy frowning against his skin.

Germany pulled Italy away from his body, holding his face in his hands.

"I wouldn't want you to change, Italy, I like protecting you" he then pushed Italy back down onto the comfort of the bed "You still want this?"

"More than anything Germany"

Germany began undoing the buttons on Italy's dress shirt, lifting Italy up a little to enable him to slide the fabric away from his bare skin and dropping it onto the floor.

He lowered his head, brushing his lips lightly to the skin on Italy's neck, Italy's eyes fluttered closed, his mouth slightly agape, he shifted his head to the side allowing Germany more skin, as he began to lightly lick, and suck the area.

He trailed his kisses down Italy's neck along to his collarbone, feeling him shiver, Italy, suddenly sighing out a moan.

"Ger-Germany, you're really good…You've really never done this before?"

Now whispering in into Italy's ear, "Never, I want to be good for you."

Italy gasped at the tickling sensation behind his ear as his lover kissed it. His mouth opening wider as Germany's kisses now trailed lower down his chest. His tongue flicked out against the sensitive pink skin on his chest, making Italy screech in response, his body jerking up as he shivered.

Germany felt in bliss ecstasy, hearing Italy respond to his touches, it felt…rewarding, hearing Italy's voice once, made him want to hear it again, now switching to untouched side of his body, he ravished it lovingly awaiting Italy's seductive moans, and like heavens music, Italy replied with a pleasurably cry, stirring his body more.

Everything felt like a dream now, feeling light headed with desire, Germany silently wished to himself that he could be lost in this dream forever.

Germany let his hands slide down from Italy's chest, down to the bottom of his stomach. He could feel Italy's breathing become quicker under the palm of his hand; quiet whimpers were heard as Italy waited for the German to proceed lower.

"Italy…are you sure…after this there's no turning back…"

"P-Please… Ger-Germany" Italy spoke pleadingly.

With that the last of Italy's clothing was removed along with Germany's, flung in an unknown place in the bedroom.

They now kissed endlessly, pressed up against each other's heat. The dark orange glow of the light highlighted the faint glimmer of sweat the stood on their body.

They parted, staring at each other with dozy eyes.

"Germany…I-I can't…I need you now Germany" Italy panted through his breathing.

Germany knew this was going to be the moment of truth, the part where everything was supposed to melt together perfectly, but he had to prepare properly, he didn't want to cause Italy discomfort, and wanted to try and avoid pain, even though that was impossible, he would still try.

Sitting up, Germany leaned over and grabbed the pillow on the opposite side of the bed, lifting Italy up with ease, he propped the pillow under Italy's lower back and lightly laid him down onto it.

"Germany…you're so gentle… I like this side of Germany" Italy said quietly, reaching up to hold Germany's face.

"I want you to feel good Italy, what we're going to do next, might hurt…"

Italy nodded his head in affirmation, as Germany reached over to the side draw, opening the draw which contained a conveniently place tube of lubrication, which he had been keeping for this perfect moment.

Italy knew what was coming next; he felt Germany's large hands parting his thighs and lifting him slightly. He clenched his eyes shut and clutched onto the bed sheets underneath him before he felt the intrusion of Germany's fingers.

He let out silent whimpers, it felt strange…but not incredibly uncomfortable, he stirred a bit more before crying out loudly. Germany removed the digits looking a little alarmed.

"Italy… you okay…?" Germany asked a little worried looking up at Italy's pink face.

"Ger-Germany…I-It felt good…please…keep going"

Germany caressed Italy's body; he entangled his fingers in Italy's right hand, while he used his other to elevate him. He pushed into Italy slowly, feeling Italy clench tightly his hand and let out a shrill cry at the pain, his eyes watered. Germany kissed him swallowing his cry's until Italy's tears stopped falling, he murmured almost completely silently.

"P-lease…you can move."

Germany wiped the tears away from his lovers face, and rested his forehead on Italy's, gazing at each other with loving eyes as Germany began moving at a comfortable pace.

The night continued this way, sweat dripped from their bodies, mixing with each other, the sounds of pleasure and sweet confessions of love echoed through their room as they cried in sync with each other.

This must have been what heaven was, two souls being lovingly connected, unaware of anything other than your lovers whole being.

Before they knew it, the pure bliss and ecstasy had come to a breath-taking end along with the ear-piercing cries of each other's names played around the walls of their room, before silence settled.

They both lay next to each other, breathing heavily, and now gazing at each other with tired eyes, Germany rubbed massaging circles into Italy's lower back as he kissed his forehead.

Germany had been thinking about something for a while now that he wanted to question Italy about, he desperately wanted to know what happened on that night when they kissed, he was still unsure to why Italy was crying. He wasn't sure when the right time to ask was, not thinking he questioned Italy quietly.

"Italy… can I ask you something…?"

"Sì…?"

"That night… when we first kissed…what were you doing before I was there"

Italy smiled tiredly at Germany, "I was wishing on the stars…Wishing that Germany would always be with me, and that no harm would ever come to Germany"

"Why were you crying?" Germany asked pulling the smaller closer to him.

"I… was remembering when I was younger… there was someone I loved very much, they reminded me of Germany a lot" Italy placed his hand on Germany's cheek, small tears welling up in his own eyes, "They had the same hair as you, the same eyes as you… and this person, was very strong… just like Germany, but they left for war, and promised me they would come back… so every night when the stars were shining like on that night, I used to wish for them to come back…but they never did… I don't want you to leave and never come back Germany" Italy was determined not to cry any more, blinking away any tears before falling.

Germany pulled his head into his chest, his hand mingled in Italy's hair, "I won't leave you Italy ever…Italy…who was this person?"

There was no answer, just the silent light breathing of Italy as he snuggled into Germany's naked chest. Germany realized he had fallen asleep, he did not feel he needed to know the answer, it was just plain curiosity, he decided he wouldn't as again, there was no need to know anything else, just simply knowing that Italy cherished him so much was enough.

"Good night Italy, ich liebe dich" Germany whisperd, cherishing Italy in his arms, before falling asleep.

A new sun shone, sending beams of light through the windows of the bedroom.

Germany was awoken by the lively voice of the energetic Italian. Opening his eyes slowly he caught the image of Italy sitting, naked, crossed legged on the edge of the bed, he held a phone up to his ear, speaking with a fatuous smile on his face.

"Yeah, Japan, Germany was so sweet and sensitive and gentle, at first he was really nervous, but last night me and Germany ha-" Italy was cut off by Germany grasping the phone from behind him.

"Italy, please don't tell other countries about my weaknesses" he sighed placing a hand on the side of his head.

"But I want to tell everyone that I love Germany" He spoke raising his arms in the air to make a big gesture.

"Italy could you please put some clothes on, it's… awkward speaking to you like this"

"Hmmm…but Germany's naked to" Italy replied childishly.

"Th-That's not the point…" Germany now lifted himself from the bed to cover himself.

"Hey Germany… Could we have a bath together?" Italy's face portrayed complete excitement, until he energetically hopped from the bed, but stumbled, onto the floor with a loud thud, "Ooow... Germany…" He whined frivolously, rubbing his lower back.

Germany sauntered to his aid, lifting his naked body up in a bridal style, "I'm sorry…If I hurt you, last night" he kissed him on the forehead.

"No, it's okay, Germany didn't hurt me" he said before capturing Germany's lips sweetly. "Well?"

"Well…what?" Germany questioned, looking a little confused.

"Have a bath together?" Italy said once again, with a large grin on his face.

"No"

"Please, please, please" Italy pleaded with puppy eyes.

Germany sighed, a hint of a small smile twitching on his lips, "fine" he began walking to the bathroom.

"Yay…hey…Germany? Italy's face changed from a grin to a smaller sweet smile as he laid his head on Germany's chest.

"Yes, Italy"

"Ti amo"

END

It's finished!

The ending is a bit, rushed? It's 3:00am my eyes are burning and I really wanted to finish it xD

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Thank you.