Hetalia 7 Minutes of Heaven (Italy)

You felt around until you finally pulled out an item and showed it to America. "Okay bros! Who put pasta in the hat!?" He asked everyone. The answer was obvious, it was Italy of course, you mean who else would put pasta into a hat?
"Ve~! That was me!" Italy said as he got up. Your heart was pounding, you had to go in the closet with your crush Italy. He was so cute and you had liked him for so you. you didn't know if you could do it. Plus if your in the closet you know that you're going to have to do something.
You flushed a deep red when Italy grabbed your hand and brung you into the closet. America closed the door, making sure to lock so that you wouldn't leave. It was cramped and dark inside the closet, making it hard to see or move. "Even if we were to do anything how would we? This closet is so cramped and dark, its impossible." You thought to youself.
"Bella, we're supposed to do something in here, but what are we supossed to do? I've never played this game so I don't know the rules." Italy said innocently. "Oh...um we're supposed to kiss...and stuff like that." You said as a light blush crept onto your face at the thought of kissing Italy.
"Oh, well that sounds fun bella!" Italy said with a smile on his face. Fun? He thought that it sounded fun, did that mean that he wanted to kiss you?

"F-fun?" You stuttered. "Yeah! It will be fun if it's with you bella!" Italy said. "Does he realize what he's saying?" You thought to yourself. "R-really?" "Yeah bella. Because I've liked you for a very long time, and you're supposed to kiss the person you love!" "Y-you love me?" "Yes, for a long time bella. Do you like me?" "Y-yes, I've liked you for a long time too."
"Yay! I'm happy that you like me bella!" "Me too." "Hey are you guys even doing anything!? You only have four minutes left!" You heard America say. "Well since we're almost out of time." And with that Italy kissed you. You blushed but soon kissed back. Your hands tangled in his hair as you two kissed, this caused you to pull that strange curl that had sat upon his head.
You had always wondered what  it's purpose was. You heard Italy mumble something, but you couldn't make out what he said. That didn't matter though because with one swift move Italy sat on the ground, sitting you on his lap, making sure not to break the kiss.
He shot his toungue in your mouth, you were shocked, you didn't know that one curl could do all of this. You moaned in pleasure, he tasted like pasta, but that was expected.

Removing himself from your mouth, Italy began to leave a trail of feathery kisses down your neck. This made you moan even more. He silenced you by once again kissing you, as you straddled him. This had been going on for about four minutes, but then someone opened the door. You saw a camera flash and heard laughing. You blushed from embarassment as you unhooked your legs from around Italy and got off of his lap.
"Looks like someone had fun.~" France said. Germany and Japan looked at Italy with shocked expressions on their faces, who would've known that the innocent country was capable of so much.