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Friction Chapter 3

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A flash of panic passed over Antonio's face, looking at a blood smeared hand print next to Lovino's head, on a once perfectly white wall. It was at that moment the Spaniard realised something, his thighs were a lot wetter than they should have been.

Clearly it had been Lovino's first time with a man, if it hadn't been there wouldn't have been nearly as much blood.

Holding himself back from gagging, Antonio gathered his small lover into his arms, holding him gently and whispering soft apologies to the Italian, he had never meant for this to happen... Carrying Lovino up the stairs and to their bedroom, the Spaniard let the child lay softly on the bed, only then noticing the extent of the bleeding.

Blood that had dripped down Lovino's thigh had dried, smudges of the redness where Antonio had been against him. Then there was the blood stain on the front of his jeans where he hadn't pushed them down, too eager to abuse his younger lover.

"I'm so sorry" Antonio muttered, pushing some hair from Lovino's face, careful to touch that special curl.

Grabbing a wet cloth from the bathroom, Antonio made a quick work of cleaning the blood, afraid that the young Italian would be repulsed by his touch. Travelling all day only to be ravished and raped when he arrived home. Antonio knew he would never be able to apologise enough for his actions. The Italian must have been exhausted, but Antonio couldn't bring himself to look at that face.

Morning would arrive soon, perhaps a full breakfast would clam his lover down, that or the Italian would murder him.


Poor Lovino had nearly instantly fallen asleep.

At least, he'd come down from his orgasmic high- higher than any he'd ever felt before with his hand- and had felt too disorientated and exhausted to do anything, almost like a small shell. It had been a scary experience, to come home to his lover and see him so angry, yet at the same time it had aroused him like nothing else to see the Spaniard so dominating… He had barely been conscious throughout being taken to bed, so he missed the gentle touches, the whispered apologies or the brushes to his face or curl.

If anything, the touch to his curl caused a soft noise to pass his lips, similar to a choked whimper as he finally managed to pass out and sleep.

By the time it was morning, the Italian didn't stir, oversleeping his normally early rise and remained in bed, still and unmoving. Late morning passed and Lovino still slept. It wasn't until the afternoon that amber eyes fluttered open, staring up blankly at the ceiling, trying to piece together in his muddled mind how on earth he'd found himself on the bed.

Much less so goddamn sore. He was in pain! And without the pleasure to dull it, with every shift and tiny movement, a rocket of pain would race right up his spine to explode, causing him to flinch and whimper.

Damn it! Where the hell was that stupid Antonio—

Antonio.

Remaining still, golden eyes stared up at the ceiling, now wide and slightly frightened. Was Antonio still mad about him going all the way to Germany to see Feliciano? Would he force himself onto him again? No, not yet, it was too soon! It hurt just lying down, he couldn't… He couldn't!

With this in mind, Lovino forced himself to sit up, tears springing to his eyes in pain as he sharply bit down on his bottom lip, whimpering loudly as he turned, struggling to move to the edge of the large bed he and Antonio shared. Making it to the edge, he made a move to stand, only to find himself crumpling instantly to the floor with a loud crash. Flinching at the noise and the pain, tears overflowed his eyes, and the second he heard footsteps approaching him, he threw himself face down on the floor in a bow, trembling.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, please, I did not mean to travel so far for that stupid brother of mine, I promise not to go all the way to Germany's house again, the women are too scary for me, I'm sorry, just please, not now, no more! It hurts! I'll do anything you want, I'll suck you if you want, but not that right now! Please, we are married countries! Have mercy!"

Antonio had only gone to see if Lovino was alright, he had heard the crash from downstairs, and having left the younger male to sleep had decided that maybe he should check to make sure he wasn't more damaged than Antonio had left him. Arriving in the room and seeing Lovino so hurt, scared and broken tore the Spaniard apart.

But it was the words more than the emotion that got to him.

"Travel after your brother? My little Lovi..." Kneeling down next to his lover, Antonio softly placed his hands on the thin shoulders, willing Lovino to look at him without actually moving his head upwards forcefully. "I didn't mean to... I love you Lovi, I didn't mean to hurt you... I..." Leaning his head forwards so their temples met, Antonio could feel his hands shaking, he felt sick.

"Francis had lied to me. He... he said you cheated on me, and I got mad, I know I shouldn't have Lovi I trust you so much but he said that it was Arthur and I got so mad when you came home and you were covered in bruises, I though that they were love marks!" It wasn't like he was asking for forgiveness, he just wanted to make sure Lovino knew that he hadn't meant to hurt him.

"Lovi... if you don't want to see me ever again I understand. I am so sorry, I never meant to hurt you, I love you, please, don't hate me, please..."

Amber eyes squeezed shut tighter, tears running down the Italian's face as he was touched, flinching at the hands on his shoulders, making him tremble more. He couldn't look up, he just couldn't.

What if it would stir that delicious beast inside the ex-pirate?

As much as he loved it, two nights in a row would be painful, and this time he doubted he'd feel pleasure at all.

Especially after being taken for the first time…

Again he flinched at the touch to his temple, gasping out sobs as he bowed lower, begging with his mind for Antonio to not hurt him now… Though then he froze over completely.

Cheated?

Him?

With Arthur of all people?!

L-Love marks!?

A flicker of anger boiled in his veins and he lifted his head, amber eyes dark and watery. "You have that little faith in me that you think I will cheat?" he breathed out, his tone soft yet swimming with so much emotion.

"You stupid idiot!" He lashed out, small fists curling and hitting Antonio repeatedly on the chest.

"Italian's are perfect lovers and unlike the French, we do not cheat! How dare you insult me! How dare you! Damn it, bastard, I love you!" he screamed, tears running down his cheeks as he weakly punched at the man's chest, trying desperately to shove him away. "Y-You did that to me because of such a thing! I thought you were mad that I went to Germany for stupid Feliciano! You stupid bastard! How could you? How could you!?"

Falling against the man, Lovino let his body get racked with sobs as he wrapped his arms weakly around the man, shaking with pain as he struggled to move closer. He loved this man so much… He loved him… How could he be accused of cheating!? It broke his heart; it really did, and made the previous night so much more painful for him.

"Bastard… Bastard! Someone's first time is meant to be loving and memorable!"

Once Antonio had realised that the hitting had stopped and Lovino was trying to cuddle him, it was his like his whole world crumbling again. The Italian loved him and Antonio had gone and ruined it by believing in such a stupid rumour, not even questioning his little lover.

Wrapping his arms around Lovino, Antonio stayed quiet, listening the sobs and the cursing, trying his hardest not to just break down.

There were many sides to Antonio that Lovino had yet to witness, the anger last night had been one of the ones that he had never wanted his young lover to see.

"I know Lovi, I'll make it up to you somehow, I had never wanted our first time to be like that, please Lovi, I just... I was desperate to show you that I could take control, I thought that maybe that was why you had left me... because I was too soft, I'm sorry... I love you so much"

Nuzzling closer to the Spaniard, Lovino whimpered, squeezing his eyes shut tightly, tears still running down his cheeks.

Desperate to show control?

Well, the Italian admitted he did love it, and would have begged like a whore for more was he not so sore, and was it not for the fact that he had been accused of cheating.

That was a major turn off.

Along with the fact that he woke up thinking he was going to get severely hurt again some more, considering his lack of clothes.

Oh lord…

Lack of clothes…

Sharply biting down on Antonio's collarbone and neck in a form of punishment, he pressed his exposed body close so that he couldn't be seen. "You asshole. Get me my clothes. And bring me food or else I swear to god…" Or else what? Oh, he'd leave that hanging. He hadn't thought of a threat, but Antonio could fill that in himself.

Already the man appeared to be thinking of millions of things that the Italian could do to him.

"I've never felt more insulted… or hated… Antonio…" His voice had gone dull and hollow as he hiccuped, sniffling as he let the tears flow strongly along his cheeks, falling onto the tan skin of the Spaniard, soaking his shirt as well. "Put me back in bed." He just needed to lie down.

Deciding that closing his mouth might help him out this time, Antonio picked Lovino up, trying to be as gentle as he could as he laid the other onto the bed, pressing a soft kiss to the males forehead, an apologetic look on his face as his thumb ran over the others cheek, moving away the tears that had gathered.

With a quick nod of his head, Antonio pulled away from the Italian.
Uploaded early for :iconmikeellee: who had a bad week.

Friction

Spain has been told that Romano had cheated on him, and with Arthur of all people. Taking the news hard, Spain decides he will show Romano just who it is he belongs to - the old fashioned way. Through Lust. But how will our little Tomato react?

Friction Prologue - [link]
Friction Chapter 1 - [link]
Friction Chapter 2 - [link]
Friction Chapter 3 – You Are Here
Friction Chapter 4 - [link]
Friction Chapter 5 - [link]
Friction Chapter 6 - [link]
Friction Chapter 7 - [link]
Friction Epilogue - [link]
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