Warning: Intense smut. Not for the weak of heart.

For optimum pleasure, please seek "I Put a Spell on You" by Marilyn Manson in the search engine of your desire and listen side by side. Read slowly for full effect.

Pump.

Squeeze.

Milk.

Drip.

Romano gave a suppressed moan as he pushed up against the wall, tears welling up from intense pleasure. Antonio pressed against his back, his hands roughly pumping his lover's swollen erection. Saliva overflowed his mouth as Antonio pushed and pressed his fingers under his tip, an extreme overload of his senses. The boy gave a silent moan, his knees buckling as heat overwhelmed his chest.

Scratching his nails against the walls, Romano throbbed uncontrollably, Antonio kissing and licking his neck with soft, teasing strokes of his tongue. Biting softly, he murmured hotly against his ear, "Lo quieres Lovi?" (Do you want it, Lovi?)

Shaking with jolts of precum, Romano whimpered as his lover paused his pumping, watching him closely with a thin smile. Gulping down his thick saliva, Romano felt his pride crumble as he pressed his hands against his ass, spreading his entrance open with lust. He glanced back, eyeing the way Antonio gave him a voracious smirk, petting down his leg.

"Lo quiero…..lo quiero," (I want it...I want it) Romano bit his lip, desperate enough to begin to lick the wall, panting savagely.

Antonio slapped his ass, clutching at the pinked flesh. Running his hands up Romano's leg, Antonio wrapped his fingers at his base, squeezing and pinching tight, feeling his cock pulsate. Romano threw his head back, whimpering as he felt his erection engorge, thick and turgid with warm cum.

The younger boy swerved his hips in an attempt to find relief, but only felt the intense pressure of his cock being pressed against the wall, teasing his will to keep his cum from leaking out. Shaking his head, Romano whimpered desperately, groaning against the wall for more, anything to stimulate him over the edge.

Rubbing his hips against his back, Antonio grinned into his lover's ear, kissing his neck hungrily to coax desperate whimpers from Romano's throat. Panting against Romano's flesh, he gave a devilish smirk, lifting his eyes to a nearby mirror with a start. He tugged Romano in front of the mirror, his hand still clenching around his pulsating cock as he chuckled darkly into his ear.

"Mira que sucio eres…" (Look how dirty you are...) He sucked his earlobe, rhythmically pressing and pulling his thick cock into Romano's back.

Shoving his hips up, the younger shivered in masochistic pleasure, eyeing with a pant of a smile to see how engorged his erection really was. Romano never felt so desperate to be fed, writhing in anticipation as he continued to imagine the intense pleasure of penetration. He loved the feeling of his lover's cock drilling into his hole, slamming those defined hips into his ass, pushing into those powerful bundles of nerves.

Antonio could taste his depravity, choosing to tease his lover by letting his erection go, traveling up his chest to circle his nipples with the lightest touch.

"¿No sería genial si leche salía de aqui?" (Wouldn't it be great if milk came out of here?) the Spaniard pushed his finger up the nub, looming in, "Te verías tan lindo cubierto de leche…" (You would look so cute covered in milk...) he huskily smirked, simulating the stream of milk by running a finger down his lithe chest, smoothing it down the taut skin of his lover's erection.

Jolting his body up, Romano had to whimper to hold his cum, squeezing the sides of his legs to stop from imagining his body doused with heavy milk, dripping down his swelling cock. He hazily looked at his reflection, shamed to peer into his lewd expression, excess saliva dribbling down his body.

Observing Romano with a predatory gaze, Antonio rubbed his slick fingers over his entrance, never slipping into the intense heat, choosing to provoke him to his edge. The rubbing was driving Romano insane, his eyes rolling back as he clenched his jaw, hot streams of saliva streaming down his neck.

Antonio hoisted Romano into the air, holding his legs apart with a strong grip as he displayed his body to the mirror. Burrowing his head into the nape of his young lover's neck, the Spaniard nipped at his skin, hotly breathing into his ear, "Quiero que me observas cuando te penetro." (I want you to watch me when I penetrate you.)

Romano hitched his breath as he watched his lover lower his body onto his slick cock, his thick tip slowly slipping into his entrance.

"More, more more!" Romano sucked in some air, depravity tearing at his body as he licked the air, his tongue dripping with saliva.

He suddenly gave an erotic, sharp moan as Antonio's erection began to widen, pushing in with an aggressive, intense force.

Both gave an animalistic growl, hungry for more.

The elder grunted into his neck, a sheen of sweat covering his body as he panted, Romano squeezing him, sucking him in.

Giving a muffled moan, Romano had to bite his lip to stop the filthy noises itching at his throat. He loved being torn into, the experience testing his body and feeding his debauched desires.

"Eso! Eso! Eso!" (That's it, that's it, that's it) Romano breathed back, knowing nothing got Antonio off more than him speaking Spanish.

Antonio hitched his breath, ramming his enormous shaft all the way into his small lover, giving a needy moan.

"Lovino! Lovinoooooooo," he groaned, the heat enveloping his cock, so tight and wet to press into every sensitive spot.

Romano threw his head back, holding onto Antonio as his spot was thrashed into, over-stimulated, the sudden action accidentally forcing him to release a small burst of urine, an intense wave of coldheat sweeping his body.

"Antonio, mio dio-," (Antonio, my god...) Romano choked out, his body trembling through every limb as his heart thrashed against his chest. Small gasps filled the air as he looked into the mirror, his cock swelling with more held in cum.

The Spaniard lavished his Italian lover with hard kisses, amazed at how well trained his body was to his whims. Romano slurped his saliva, completely lost to the heat. The younger pressed his lips back with an aggressive grunt, the scent of hard sex on his skin.

He loved it when he called him by his formal name. Drove him wild.

A/N: I am so sorry to have neglected you all like that! I really didn't mean it, I just had a...writer's cockblock of sorts. As an apology, here is some extra hardcore smut. c:

Also, since Spain won the world cup, I made this extra special. Romano is getting it hard tonight, hyaho~

So, do you guys still like this machista!Spain? Or did he push a little to hard? Or just enough~?

Let me know!