My Perfect Life (2P!Germania x Reader x 2P!Rome)

____________ hummed happily as she hung up greenery and lights all around the house. It’s been five years since she’s been married to Einar, her husband and they have since been happy. She lived in a warm house, in the woods and loved it. At best it was hard for her to feel him when he walks into a room. Honestly, how can you miss feeling the presence of someone so... large? Though Einar was NOT a portly man, he was tall and quite muscular and yet he had the aura of someone so kind and loving that one could feel the most at ease... perhaps that was it.  __________ didn't even know he was behind her until he presented her with a bouquet of her favorite flowers, though she did slightly jump with surprise and turned her head to look at him.

"Honey you're home!" she beamed and wraps her arms around him and kisses his lips, immediately she felt her leg pop up like in those old romantic movies, "Thank you for the flowers, they're lovely."  

"Not as lovely as you, schatz," Einar smiles warmly to her, his smile widens when she places her hand gently over the scruff of his beard and rubs him, "I was thinking about you all day, I couldn't wait to come home to you."  __________ turned an impressive shade of red at his words, really he might seem like a brute but Einar was such a gentleman when it came to her,

"Is it possible to fall in love with you even more than I do now?"  

"I'm not sure, shall we go inside and find out?" she could see the love in his eyes so how could she say no? Inside, Einar kicked off his boots. Inside, she saw a large, fresh Christmas tree or Tannenbaum waiting for her. She grinned, “I snuck it through the back and it ready for us to decorate,”

“It’s huge!”

“Ja but fresh,” they spend the rest of the day trimming then decorating the tree. That evening, they curled up on the couch together.

“How was your day?”

“Same as always. Hunted a few venison and boar. The stragglers who didn’t migrate. You?”

“Just getting last few preparations for winter,” he sighed.

“Don’t stress yourself out, schatz.”

“I’m not, you work hard, I can at least make sure that we have everything prepare when that storm hits especially since you’ll be inside, unable to hunt,”

“I know, I know but just don’t overwork yourself. I can some stuff when I get home. By the way, the house is beautiful,”

“Thanks my love,”

***
In the morning, Einar got up and ready to leave as usual. ___________ was up already making him a huge breakfast. The only thing that he couldn’t really well was cook. Before they met his idea of breakfast was frying meat with potatoes with an egg and went from there. Since their marriage, he’s been eating considerably better.

“Eating pounds of meat and potatoes isn’t healthy for any man,” she scolded.

“If it means you having to cook for me forever, it’ll be my pleasure,” he grinned, “Though I swear you’re trying to kill me half the time,”

“Making Eggs Benedict is not a form of torture,”

“Ja it is!”

“If it makes you feel any better, I made bacon potato waffles,”

“How many?”

“Your usual of twenty with eggs and sausage,”

“I love ya!” he started to dig in. She laughed.

“That’s because I feed you,” he ruffled her hair affectionately before finishing and getting ready to leave.  As he got to the door, he turned and kissed her cheek and went out into the snow. She sighed and started on her daily routine. Being the wife of a man like Einar was fairly simple. Just take of things while he was gone and that said a lot. Because they didn’t live near town and the winters were harsh, he had to make sure that they had everything they needed if they didn’t or couldn’t go to town right away. When it got warmer, she usually tagged along and helped him but right now she just had to make sure everything was stocked, especially since he could eat his weight in food a day. She took his latest kill to the butchers, then used that money to get more things for the coming storm. She didn’t mind it. While there she decided to get a few ingredients to make him a Black Forest Cake his favorite and something to entertain them both if they get barricaded. At home, she stored everything in the basement and put the sliced meat in the freeze and made sure they had plenty of wood to keep them warm. She cracked her back and started dinner. She was almost finished when she heard someone at the door. That in itself was odd. No one really came to their home unless they were lost or otherwise. She opened the door and was greeted to the last person she wanted to see. He was a dressed in a red Armani suit, with brown Italian loafers, and brimming with confidence and arrogance. He smirked at her with his purple seductive eyes and a low growl to his voice.

“You,” she said and backed away.

“Ciao bella,” Roma smirked at her. She glared and went to slam the door on him. He stuck his foot in and forced himself in, “That’s no way to treat an old lover, is it not?”

“Get out,” she growled.

“Why amore? I thought you were done with this silly game. It’s been five years, don’t tell me you still hadn’t come to your senses,” five years was an understatement. She and Roma had a long on and off history together that she thought was over until he started getting her to come back. He took her hand, “Come back to my harem and be mine as you should be,” she glared and jerked her hand away.

“I left you for a reason and I’m not coming back,” he smirked.

“Don’t you miss the finery of my manor love?”

“Roma, even with all of that, this is all I need. With Einar, I have everything I could ever need,”    
“And what exactly would that be? Back at my home you had everything you could ever ask for. Simply name it and it was yours.”    

“You wouldn't understand, I mean how could you? There’s more to life than finery,” she glared,

“And as I recall I didn’t give you the main thing you've always wanted,”  Roma had decided to lay on the charm, he knew each if not all of her special little buttons that would make her putty in his hands and then he could finally have her once and for all.  "As true as that may be Carina," he spoke while using his sex voice and he could see how her pupils contracted at the sound, "I do know how to give you the ultimate pleasure... shall I show you?" he leaned towards her. It’s been five years since she felt his warm moist lips. She had to admit; Roma and his lips was the most amazing thing she ever felt. However knew that that part of her life was over.

“Stop it,” she said sternly. He chuckled and went in closer. She could feel his hot breath hovering over her lips, “get away,” he laughed even more that was until he felt something hit him hard across the face, “I said BACK OFF!” she growled.

“Ow, still can pack a punch, carina,” Roma held his cheek after she punched him.

“I’m not falling for you, you pig,”

“Still feisty as ever….then again, I thought you would have tried to upgrade at least. You go from me, a god on earth to a mountain man,”

"Pfft some god," __________ snorted as she held her stance preparing to hit him again if she needed to, "at least Einar knows how to treat a woman without making her feel cheap now that's a REAL man."  Roma looks disgusted more to the fact that she would even dare to compare him to a man like Einar, no, he would not give up until he's had her even if by force and he would.

"Did I not take care of you as well? Did I not give you a place to rest and call home? Were you not surrounded by other women who were like family to you?"  He did have a point, but __________ wanted more than just that. She wanted a man who would love her and not those before and after her, which was why she left. Einar had confused her in the beginning but as she started getting to know him and he, her, she felt like she finally found her match. "Well?"  

"I wanted more than just comfort Roma. Long ago I thought that by staying with you, you would realize just how much I cared for you and that you didn't need the other girls. I thought that maybe if I had withheld intimacy from you that you would see that I was worth being with. Now I'm glad that it didn't happen because then I would have never found Einar or what love truly is." Just the thought of her husband made her feel warm and happy inside, Roma thought it was disgusting.  

"You must be joking," Roma scoffs confidently, "What would he know in terms of pleasuring a woman?"  

"Much more than you ever could. Einar may not be clean cut and rich like you but he’s a good, honest, and sweet person. Something you can never be,” a shadow came across Roma’s face. He smirked and then chuckled again.  

“You will come back to me, one way or another,”

“I’ve told you once if not a thousand times, I’m never going back to you,”  

“And what’s going to stop me from taking you back with me to my manor tonight?” he said smirking at her, “We’re here, all alone and there’s not a soul around to make sure you stay here,” he cupped her face in his and forcibly made her look at him as he wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her close into his body. She squirmed and leered at him, dreading that was he said was true.  

“I wouldn’t count on that you Italian bastard,” a stomping sound was heard. Einar towered over Roma and his wife looking murderous, “I thought I told you to stay away,” he said while cracking the knuckles of both hands as well as his massive shoulders.  

"Ooh, you're going to get it now Roma," __________ smirked while Einar grabs Roma by the nape of his neck and drags him outside where she could hear the sounds of fists colliding with bone and flesh as well as Roma shouting words between Italian and Latin. Einar soon returned into the house with a handkerchief in hand wiping the blood off his knuckles.

"Meine Liebe, the Italian bastard will not bother you ever again, I have seen to it."  

"Sweetheart you didn't kill him did you?" she asked, her mouth dropped slightly in shock.

"Nein, the dummkopf is still alive though barely." he said and heads over to the kitchen sink to wash his hands properly that was when __________ noticed how swollen Einar's knuckles were.

"Oh sweetie, your hands!" she gasped and prepared two small plastic bags with ice then sits her husband down at the kitchen table to tend to his wounds, "I appreciate you defending my honor... but to what expense? I know you need to use your hands for work."  

"Meine Liebe, my life would be nothing without you in it, I do not regret these injuries if they mean your safety,” she smiled and hugged him tightly. He smiled back, “I promised I would protect you from Roma and I tend to keep it. He’s never going to hurt you again,”

“I know…especially with you around,” he kissed her cheek.

“You know…let’s order out tonight,” she smiled.

“Are you sure?”

“Ja we can eat whatever you made tomorrow. You had to deal with an idiot today, you need to recover,” she beamed at him.

“I love you,”

“Ich liebe dich auch,”