His orgasm hit him suddenly, and he trusted into his hand, trying not to make a mess, trying his hardest to keep some sort of control over himself even as the pleasure blinded him and he stretched himself, free of any guilt for a blindingly long moment.
He stayed still for a couple of seconds when he finally came back to his senses. He hastily cleaned himself with some of the sheets he had been previously using before changing them earlier, sighing when he realized he’d have to carry the basket with the dirty clothing and do the laundry himself, if only to prevent anything embarrassing to happen (at least, by sheer luck, he hadn’t dirtied the ones he was using now). Dammit, there went his day of lazing around.
He came back to bed, and curled up. The sickening sensation of guilt filled him, and he knew this ache was one he couldn’t get rid off easily.
Prayers slipped past his lips and tears came down, as he sought the sweet oblivion of sleep. ___
Hope OP and everyone else enjoyed it ♥. author!non is now off to write some smut to make it up to poor Lovino for this.
Shit, man. You just... wow. You gave me a new love for Lovino, right here.
So very well-written, and you nailed the mood right on the head. I can sympathize and empathize, sadly with the poor guy. I'm all hot and bothered and slightly nauseated now. But in a good way, I assure you.
Poor Romano, I can understand him perfectly. He reminded me of the time I was 12 and I started masturbating... At that time I really thought I was a weird girl since girls aren't supposed to masturbate (yeah, it's stupid but I was only 12).
He stayed still for a couple of seconds when he finally came back to his senses. He hastily cleaned himself with some of the sheets he had been previously using before changing them earlier, sighing when he realized he’d have to carry the basket with the dirty clothing and do the laundry himself, if only to prevent anything embarrassing to happen (at least, by sheer luck, he hadn’t dirtied the ones he was using now). Dammit, there went his day of lazing around.
He came back to bed, and curled up. The sickening sensation of guilt filled him, and he knew this ache was one he couldn’t get rid off easily.
Prayers slipped past his lips and tears came down, as he sought the sweet oblivion of sleep.
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Hope OP and everyone else enjoyed it ♥. author!non is now off to write some smut to make it up to poor Lovino for this.
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So very well-written, and you nailed the mood right on the head. I can sympathize and empathize, sadly with the poor guy. I'm all hot and bothered and slightly nauseated now. But in a good way, I assure you.
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Poor Romano, I can understand him perfectly. He reminded me of the time I was 12 and I started masturbating... At that time I really thought I was a weird girl since girls aren't supposed to masturbate (yeah, it's stupid but I was only 12).
Thank you author!non for another fantastic fill!
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