A/N- Whelp, here it is! The second part! Sorry it took so long!

Warnings- Gay fluff

"I love you."

Those three words probably only took a second to say, but Antonio had been waiting an eternity to hear it from his Italian lean cuisine, just as Lovino had been taking an eternity to say it to him. Antonio couldn't believe that, out of all the opportunities he had given Lovino to confess to him, Lovino did it when Antonio expected of him to either smack him unconscious or ban the poor Spaniard from ever seeing his Lovino again. A confession from the stubborn Italian hadn't crossed his mind, not even when he asked Lovino to.

Lovino was nervous, to say the least. Here he was, pouring out his deepest feeling to his lover and all he got in return for it was a broken Antonio. Antonio was staring at him with his mouth agape like a goldfish out of reach of his food. It was very unnerving, for Lovino, to look at Antonio when he is in the state he currently is in, so Lovino decided to look at the most interesting thing in the bathroom: The ceiling.

A blush crept on Lovino's face for, what seemed to be, the thousandth time that evening. Lovino started to wonder if tomatoes ever get jealous of his face, and if his face will ever stay a normal color around Antonio.

"Do you mean it, Lovi?" Antonio finally managed to choke out. Out of all the things he could have said to Lovino, he chose to make Lovino confess to him once again after he had been denying the request from his boyfriend for months.

Lovino cringed when he heard the English voice caked with a Spanish accent, but he nodded none the less. Lovino started making up patterns on the ceiling and thinking about all the things he could paint on there, he isn't as good of a painter as his brother, but a ceiling as interesting as the one he was looking at shouldn't have to be naked like he was. The thought of his nudity sent other, more lecherous thoughts in his mind, thoughts that he didn't want there at the moment.

Lovino's thoughts were ripped out of his mind when Antonio suddenly sprang up and tackled Lovino into a hug. They both fell on the floor with Antonio on top of Lovino. If Lovino wasn't embarrassed before, he sure as a turtles' existence is now. He easily noticed that their crotches were resting against each other, which brought the thoughts back. Lovino noticed that even though Antonio was soft, he certainly wasn't small. Lovino wasn't as red in his face anymore, seeing as the blood in his face had found a new body part to go and torture.

Antonio looked Lovino in the eyes whilst they were lying on the floor, somewhere in the back of his mind, he noted that Lovino was most likely feeling very uncomfortable at the moment, he also noted that he didn't care about that as much as he usually would. Slowly, he lifted his arm from the side of his Italian and rested his palm on Lovino's cheek. His cheek felt like soft, red feathers. Lovino had a strange look in his eyes, one that Antonio had never seen in the eyes of his love before, but it sent him in a gulf of lust. He moved even closer to Lovino, and softly placed a kiss on his cheek.

Lovino didn't know what to do, being naked on a cold floor with an extremely hot body on top of him was a new sensation to the Italian. The feeling of the Spaniards' soft lips on his cheek was a foreign feeling that he usually wouldn't welcome. He wondered why he never let Antonio kiss him, because this felt like heaven. For once Lovino needed more of something that wasn't tomatoes. He almost felt like crying when Antonio pulled away.

After Antonio regrettably pulled away from Lovino, he wanted to look him in the eyes and tell him how much he loved the Italian, he also wanted to tell him how sorry he was for kissing him, because he knows it made Lovino uncomfortable, but he never got the chance. As soon as Antonio pulled away, he was pulled back again, this time meeting something he believed was much softer than Lovinos' cheeks.

Antonio closed his eyes and savored the moment, he thought to himself that this was a one time thing and that Lovino would most likely never kiss him again, but he simply could not care about that, at least, not at this particular moment. This felt like pure bliss to the Spaniard, if there was something he would want to make sure of in the future, that would be that their lips would never have to part. He never wanted their lips to part, they molded so perfectly together, making it seem as if they were one being and not two separate souls.

What was anticipated as something innocent, soon became a full blown make-out session when Lovino decided that he wanted, no, needed to feel even more of Antonio, so he slipped his tongue inside of Antonio.

Antonio never expected this from Lovino, but he wasn't complaining one bit as they continued kissing and sucking each other. Antonio noticed that something hard was poking his sides so he opened his eyes to see the lust filled look on Lovinos' face, even with his eyes closed. That expression was enough to make Antonios' pant considerably tighter as he continued kissing his love with even more energy than before.

After a few minutes, which only felt like ten seconds to Lovino, he had to part from Antonio. He opened his eyes to see Antonio looking at him with eyes filled with passion, love and lust.

Lovino scraped up his courage before he asked Antonio:

"Can we continue this elsewhere? So I can show you just how much I love you."

Before Lovino knew it, he was lying on his bed.

The End?

A/N- Hey guys, I hope this was satisfying! If you guys want, I'll post a lemon to this, making it the final part of this, if not, this is the end! :)

Love

Vique