#sebita

Imagine Seborga hanging out in the kitchen doing whatever over at Italy’s house. Italy walks into the kitchen while Seborga decides to talk to him but Italy isn’t listening, ans instead just looking at how cute he is. Imagine Italy being 2 inches taller than Seborga. Imagine Italy leaning up agains the counter a foot away from where Seborga stands, chatting away about god knows what. Imagine Italy taking Seborga’s chin in his hand and facing it towards his own, and Italy moving forward suddenly to place a kiss on his lips. Imagine Seborga not being prepared at all for this, not knowing where to put his hands, closing his eyes because it was a bit of a shock to him. Imagine Italy tilting his head a bit so he can deepen his kiss with Seborga, and Seborga complying because it was sorta nice for him. Now, imagine Seborga pinned against the counter and with Italy pressed up against him, while Italy has one hand on his upper back and the other in his hair while still kissing him experimentally and hesitantly. Seborga’s hands are setting at Italy’s shoulders still shy and unknowing of where to put them. Imagine Italy taking one of Seborga’s hands and placing it on his hip, then gripping onto Italy with want and desire and keeping him there and telling him to go on and don’t stop now. Italy kisses Seborga with more confidence, Seborga doing the same, and really getting into it. Imagine them breaking for air and panting heavily from all the kissing that they did. Italy places his mouth on Seborga’s neck, and gently places kisses all over the side, silently thanking him for all the physical affection. Imagine Seborga tilting his head back for Italy, having a hand in his hair and silently telling him that he can kiss his neck and he wants him to.