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Warning: Smut. Mature for a reason.

Kinky smut fic. South Italy x North Italy; human and country names used. I wasn't going to post this but I changed my mind. Warning: includes 'punishment' although they both like it. Reviews very much appreciated.

I do not own Hetalia or any of the characters used in this fic.

Incase you don't know:

North Italy = Veneziano = Feliciano = Feli

South Italy = Romano = Lovino = Lovi

Fratello - Brother

Fratellone - Big brother

Fratellino - Little brother

Guardami - Look at me

Feliciano froze in place when he felt the weight of what he had just done. His brother had specifically told him not to go near the large bowl of tomatoes he kept on his desk, but he hadn't listened. Now his brother's tomato stash lie smashed and strewn all over the previously spotless white carpet.

"Feliciano, what was that noise?" He panicked hearing his southern brother's piercingly deep voice come from downstairs not long after the heavy bowl thumped on the floor. He could hear the sound of footsteps getting nearer by the second when his brother, Lovino, appeared at the doorway of the bedroom. The man looked horrified at the sight of his beloved tomatoes mercilessly splattered all over the floor. He looked to Feliciano, who, seeing the serious look that now covered his brother's face, feebly tried to apologized.

"Uh.. h-hey, Fratello.. I d-didn't mean t-to-" Romano lifted a hand, silencing him. Italy bowed his head fearfully and averted his eyes, wanting to shrink as the older boy stepped into the room looking very displeased. Putting his hands on his hips, Romano examined the state of his carpet and then looked back at his Northern half.

"Veneziano." He said sharply. "Look at me." Obediently, Feliciano forced himself to look up not wanting to make his brother any angrier. Feli's stomach flip-flopped as a tense silence enveloped them, worrying the younger Italian even more. He shook excitedly under Lovino's stern and calculating glare that seemed to be searching for a proper punishment. Finally, Lovino moved, roughly grabbing his little brother by the wrist and jerking him forward. Using his free hand, Lovino grabbed the chair that sat under the desk. Feliciano squeaked as his brother sat down, pulling him across his fully clothed lap. By now, Feli knew what was coming and he considered trying to escape, but the tight grip holding his wrists told him it was pointless– and he didn't want to risk making it worse for himself. Butterflies filled his stomach and shame washed over him as his underwear was pulled down, exposing his smooth rear. His face flushed and he closed his eyes feeling incredibly vulnerable as he waited for what was to come, silently wishing he had chosen to wear more than just a pair of boxers today. The sound of something unbuckling sent thrilling chills down his spine.

Smack!

Feliciano yelped at the belt brought down on his behind. He whimpered and squirmed weakly trying to escape.

Smack!

Squeaking, he ceased and focused on containing his pained sounds for fear of annoying his brother into being more rough. For a moment, the spanking stopped.

"Guardami." Lovino ordered. Quivering like a leaf, Feliciano strained his neck to face him, slightly disappointed that it was over; but Lovino was far from finished with him. Seeing that he had the younger's attention, Romano spoke.

"Do you know why you're being punished?" His voice was husky and low as he slid the belt across his brother's sensitive pink skin. Feliciano bit his lip shyly, liking the authoritative tone in his dearest big brother's voice. His breathing grew slightly heavy and weak moans escaped his lips as his body continued to heat up.

"B-because.. I m-made Fratellone a-angry.." Another smack hit him, making him whimper and whine again.

"Hell yeah you did." Lovino spat remembering his beloved tomatoes. "And what did you do to anger Big Brother?" Lovino questioned, threateningly raising his belt again.

"I-I d-disobeyed his orders.." Feliciano gasped, fearfully shuddering. "A-and I m-made a mess.."

"..Good boy." Lovino praised, petting his hair lovingly before once again smacking him with the black leather belt. He smirked looking down at his cute little brother's vulnerable position, drinking in the sight along with every sound that fell from his pretty mouth. As much as he wanted to continue this way, the hardness of his brother's growing erection was uncomfortable against his leg. His little fratellino may look innocent, but in reality, he loved being dominated almost as much as Lovino loved dominating him. Putting down his belt, Lovi grabbed Feliciano's sensitive bottom and fondled it, making the younger man moan sweetly. Still tightly gripping his wrists with one hand, he used the other to deliver a few more delicious slaps before pulling Feli into a sitting position on his lap. After removing the boxers that had pooled around his brother's ankles, Lovino grabbed the younger man's hardening member.

Feliciano's toes curled and he squeaked with pleasure when he felt his brother wrap a hand around his now exposed erection. Unfortunately for him, his brother was now using his other hand to hold his wrists firmly behind his back to restrain him from touching his own cock. Knowing Feli was completely at his mercy, Lovino cruelly pumped his hand at a painfully slow rate, watching amusedly as his little brother squirmed.

"Fratello.. P-please..." The younger man begged him.

"Ah-ah, Feli. I still haven't forgiven you for disobeying me," Lovino said giving Feli a particularly firm tug before stopping the stimulation completely. Feliciano whimpered and his eyes fluttered shut, hips bucking desperately in search of friction. Lovino snickered, watching him struggle. "You're so needy, my little fratellino.." He bucked his own hips upward rubbing his clothed hardness against Feli's bare bottom. "Maybe I should give you what you want so badly.." He mock-pondered aloud. Feli nodded feverently and moaned, but Lovino wasn't about to let him get off so easily. "..but then you wouldn't learn your lesson, now would you?" He concluded, slapping his ass and earning a surprised yelp. His little brother trembled as he set him on the floor and stood up from the chair. Stepping around the forgotten bowl by his desk, Lovino headed towards his bedside table. In the corner of his eye, he saw Feli get on their large bed and reach for his aching cock.

"Don't you dare touch yourself." Lovino barked the order. Hearing Feli whimper behind him, he crossed his arms and turned to face him to make sure that he obeyed. "On the floor. Now." He commanded. "Hands underneath you." He watched as a flushed Feliciano obediently got on the floor and sat on his hands, trying to stay calm while his cock twitched. Through half-lidded eyes Feliciano watched Lovi open the nightstand drawer. Knowing of all the things his big brother kept there, he trembled.

"P-please, Fratellone.." he begged, desperate to be touched and fondled with. "I-I've l-learned my lesson-"

"Hush, Feli." Lovino said walking back over to him, now holding a few things in his hands. He laid them out on the bed one by one. Feli quivered at the sight and his whole body shuddered when a cold metal cock-ring slid to the base of his aching member. A leather collar was tied around his neck and a leash was attached to the front. Armed with a riding crop in one hand and his brother's leash in the other, Lovino roughly pulled Feliciano's head down and firmly stepped on the leash with a leather boot to keep his head in place. "Now, Fratellino," he said huskily, as he slid his other boot in front of his brother's lowered face. "Apologize."

That's right. Boot licking is coming up. Next chapter will be up soon. Please review and thanks for reading!