Hot tub under the stars

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The sun was lowering in the sky and the stars were beginning to slowly blink into life like a blanket of tiny jewels from where the two young men stood on the balcony of the beautiful french chateau. The spring air was still warm and slightly sweet as Antonio took in the sights with a deep, satisfied sigh. It had been quite the eventful and

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Lovino made a small sound as Antonio stood back up. He was still embarrassed but his mind was slowly clouding with every different thoughts; his body's wants were mostly to blame.

"Si, shower, grazi."

Lovi was starting to get tired of all the pent up frustration about his situation he was having this morning, but he was still rather unsure how to ask Tony to help him with it without sounding either completely desperate or like a fool. The Spaniard was making it worse, but also could possibly make it much better.

Look, brain, shut up your damn thoughts... you and your nerve pals are making this really hard in so many ways. Fuck, that was terrible... now I'm making puns.

"Idiot... why wouldn't you have been in there?!" He glanced down, "This whole stupid mess is all your fault, and y-you better fix it..."

He gingerly started to peel his gross-feeling underwear off, still looking highly displeased at Tony. Lovi saw that goofy smile his boyfriend was giving him, and it made him a bit miffed.

"You're just getting sick jollies off of this, aren't you? With that little smug grin, watching me, enjoying how you got me so flustered I can't think of anything but you even when I sleep! You probably planned this all out! You probably have some diabolical master plan, don't you? So what's the point of me even trying to fight any of this? You'll just... keep making me feel so good until I crumble over into a sticky, dirty mess."

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"Wait.....¿qué?" Antonio was so caught off guard by Lovino's rant and request that he didn't even register when he turned the shower on far hotter than he should have and stuck his hand in. The steam began to swirl around them and the normally confident, bubbly spaniard was at an utter loss for words. He'd been waiting for something like this for years, but now that he was actually being presented with the opportunity...? He had no idea what the hell to do with himself. The water got a little too hot before he finally clued in and withdrew his hand.

"I'm not playing a joke on you, cuerido. Serious. I, ummm...wow..." It was Antonio's turn to be stunned, swimming in feelings. In any normal circumstances, when presented with the chance at amor, the spaniard would act on his suave, Don Juan-esque instincts, but this was Lovi...he didn't want to disappoint him or make the wrong move. What if he screwed something up? What if he tried too much? What if Lovi didn't enjoy it? It felt like being scared to win the lottery or something.

Finally shaking himself back into the moment, Antonio held back the shower curtain for Lovino to step into the spray. Once the flustered Italian was in the shower, Antonio let his boxer shorts fall to the floor before stepping in as well. They were both naked again like they had been during their shower after the hot tub, but this time it was entirely different. He was suddenly entirely too conscious of the state both their bodies were in and just how much they both needed to do something about it, but...if there was some way to figure out whether or not he was dreaming or imagining things, Antonio wouldn't have had such a difficult time willing himself to move.

"Are...are you sure, Lovi?" Antonio asked quietly, stepping closer to shield Lovino from the spray of the water. He let a tanned hand rest on the Italian's hip, thumb playing over the skin, and he looked into those eyes he knew so well, waiting for permission. With how long he had been waiting for such a moment, it felt like his first time all over again. This wasn't Francis after PE class in the changeroom though. This was Lovino, and he wanted to make it count...whatever ended up happening.

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Lovino felt a slight pang of guilt at the look on Antonio's face and how unsure he now seemed. He leaned forward to rest his chin on the uncharacteristically unsure Spaniard, not caring a bit that the spray was hitting his face. Lovi let out a slow sigh, his voice just above a whisper.

"I'm as sure as I can possibly be at this point; if we don't take care of this now it will be on my mind all day. I, I'm probably going about this stuff in the wrong way, but my body wants this to happen right now. Maybe after it gets its way I can go back to trying to wrap my stupid brain around this... At least I'm no longer in denial so you can help me, right?"

While Lovino did feel embarrassed as he buried his face into Antonio's tanned neck, he also felt like a weight had been lifted from him. His mind was strangely calm, aside from the parts that were clamoring for release. Lovi straightened himself back up so he could shyly meet Tony's green eyes, he hesitated a moment before he delicately placing his hands on his boyfriend's lower back.

I.. never realized how wonderful a shade of green his eyes are.

"Antonio, mia gioia, per favoure."

((mia gioia = my joy))

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That voice did it for him every time. There was the slightest hint of a tremor to the way Lovino spoke his name that, when combined with the look of need edged with shyness in those haze eyes of his, melted away Antonio's remaining hesitations. He had never seen that look before, but in that look it was like he could see past all of Lovi's emotional hangups to see that yes, he really did want this even if he stumbled over the words to actually say it.

"Como usted desea." Antonio's face softened and he spoke quietly through the sound of the shower spray, gently gathering Lovino's body closer to his own so that they were close enough to feel exactly what it was that had gotten to this point. With the water hitting his back, Tony leaned in for a kiss. It wasn't entirely soft and romantic, but it wasn't raunchy either. They both needed it desperately, but Antonio didn't want to ruin or cheapen the situation by going too far too soon.

Their lips meshed together, Antonio's green eyes fluttering shut while his hand smoothed over the softness of his boyfriend's hip to rest on the round curve of his backside, pulling him in even closer and almost shivering at the feel of their mutual need between them. His tongue played along the skin where their lips joined each time, savouring the sweet taste that was distinctly Lovino.

A long sigh escaped the spaniard as he continued to kiss, trying to will his hips from rocking just yet.

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Lovino gave a soft hum as he did his best to return the kiss, the last coherent thought he had was reflecting on how much better this was than the dream.

Any further attempts at returning affection were cut short by a gasp when Antonio shifted slightly. Lovi instinctively held onto Tony tighter as tried to anchor himself better, accidentally bringing them even closer together. After a low moan into the continuing kisses, he stayed still and massaged his fingers into Tony's lower back, letting his boyfriend know that he was ok and that he could continue.

While Lovino did feel awkward not being really sure and confident on what to do, he could have cared less right now. There was no doubt in his mind that he was loved and deeply cared for by his boyfriend, and each gentle touch and small tremor was just more proof.

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Antonio couldn't help the soft, groaning sigh that escaped at the feel of Lovino's fingers kneading the muscles of his lower back as their hips began a slow rhythm against each other. He deepened the kiss without hesitation now, tongue twisting and swirling around with his boyfriend's, spurred on by the increase in sensation. There was no clothing between them this time. There was nothing but the warm water-slicked press of their unclothed bodies. Slowly, savouring every single taste of the kiss that felt hot and sweet all in the same instant, Antonio backed Lovino up until he could feel the tile of the shower wall against the back of his hand. Tearing himself away from from those kiss-reddened lips, he began trailing little nips and kisses from his boyfriend's jawline, to his ear, his neck, and collarbone as he proceeded to smooth his hands over every inch of flesh they could find.

"Eres tan bello, mi amor." Antonio spoke quietly against Lovino's smooth skin as he kissed his way down his lean chest, paying careful attention to any areas that seemed to elicit a more yearning response. Antonio looked up at his boyfriend with what Francis had always called his "bedroom eyes", kneeling in front of him with the water beating down on his back and shoulders, running in rivulets over his tanned skin. "No pienses, cuerido. Sólo siente."

With those words Antonio began kissing and nuzzling at what had gotten them to this stage in the first place. Lovino seemed to need this contact as much as the spaniard needed it himself and the warm flesh weighted against his face as he focused on the sensitive areas around it. If he was finally being given the chance to make his Lovi feel good, then he was going to build it up until neither of them could handle it any longer.

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Lovino was sure that before Anotnio was done with these attentions that he would melt and join the rest of the water down the drain. He tried to pay as close attention to what his boyfriend was giving him, or as much as his brain would allow, hoping to learn something as he started to mimic the other’s motions. Suddenly though, he was aware that he not only had cool tile on his back but that Antonio had broken away from his mouth.

“What are yo- aah~”

A small groan turned into an even smaller whine, his body leaned forward and gave a shiver at the sensations. Lovi didn’t want to be heard by others, but he also knew that Tony wanted to hear him, so he did his best to control his voice. He grew curious as the kisses moved down farther and opened his eyes to look down at the Spainard with a half-lidded and unfocused gaze.

Then he saw how Antonio was looking back up at him, and he felt his heart stop and stutter back to life as his face felt like it was on fire.

“Dio, ‘Tonio.”

When, when did he get down there? … oh merda

When the nuzzling started, Lovi was completely unable to form any kind of thoughts; he felt like his brain would honestly melt out his ears and nose. His hands sought out something to hold on to, but the only thing close that wasn’t slippery shower was Tony’s brown hair. He gently put his hands on his boyfriend’s head and gently entwined his fingers in the damp locks, muttering between gasps.

“’Tonio, per favore… non stuzzicare.”

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Antonio's green eyes fluttered closed and his head tilted back for a moment at the feel of Lovino's fingers tangling themselves with a trembling grip in his wet hair. He couldn't help the sound of satisfied groan that rolled through him like the purr of a giant cat, his adam's apple moving as he swallowed, attempting to reign himself in. "Dios mio..." He gasped, not making any moves to shake the grip from his hair at all as he renewed his attention to the sensitive skin of his boyfriend's hip bones all the way down his inner thighs and back up again. This wasn't his first time to the rodeo, so to speak, but damn it if the feel of hands gripping and tugging at his hair in the middle of passion didn't get him going like nothing else could.

Antonio finally turned his focus to what Lovino needed the most when he heard the plea to end the teasing issued between gasps. He had yet to ever hear something that sounded to sublimely sinful and gorgeous and he wanted to hear more. The pure need and vulnerability in the tone left Antonio unable to resist the urge to give in and slide his lips over the wet skin bobbing in front of his face to glide up the straining flesh from underneath, stopping to kiss at the tip before he finally opened his eyes. His tongue ventured out to lick what was before him and Antonio looked up right into Lovino's eyes as he did so. The taste was something that was distinctly Lovino and Tony was already breathing heavily with just how much he wanted more.

"Bien..." A smile rose to Antonio's tanned cheeks as he watched Lovino's reactions. "No más tentador..." And with that he ran the soft pad of his tongue up and down the entire length of his boyfriend's shower-slicked arousal. One of his hands moved from where it propped him up against the back of the shower to take the member in a sure but gentle grip, allowing him to lavish attention on every single bit of it.

Letting the weight of his boyfriend's length sit against the flat of his tongue, Antonio looked up again with green eyes full of both arousal and care. He could still feel the grip in his hair and it was diving him wild, but still he waited for the cue to continue.

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Lovino took note of how much Antonio reacted to fingers being nestled in the brown locks, and was about to experiment with this new discovery when he heard and felt Tony speak, causing his brain to completely shut off, only letting him feel all the wondrous ministrations from his boyfriend. His eyes were screwed shut and his head was hanging in front of his chest, attempting to keep his twitches and sounds to a minimum.

Lovi recovered for a moment when Tony's hand was on him, and he looked down through barely open eyes, curious. The sight waiting there for him made him swallow thickly as his length gave a twitch. He gave a tiny nod as he braced himself by holding on more to the soggy hair.

"Per favore, Antonio..."

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All Antonio needed were those quietly gasped words of permission before he let his boyfriend's member slide past his lips. He couldn't stop his eyes from closing and the smile that caused little crinkles at the corners as he took in all of the tastes and sensations of the moment before beginning to move. He started out slow and gentle at first before building up a rhythm as he took cues from Lovino's reactions. Every shuddering twitch and sound that escaped him were marked down and filed away for use again at a later date. Occasionally he would come up for air, breathing heavily as he looked up at his boyfriend's flushed face, and he could feel his own pulse racing because those fingers were still wound tightly in his hair.

Antonio's other hand remained planted against the back wall of the shower for support even as the other alternated between roaming over Lovino's trembling body and working smooth strokes in tandem with the movements of his mouth. From time to time he would break away only to lavish his boyfriend's member with a long series of hungry licks, almost as if it were a tootsie roll pop and he was trying to get to the center.

It was all far more than Tony could have expected it to be despite the fat that he'd been building up the fantasy of intimacy with his Lovi for a couple years now. It was different in a lot of ways, but better in so many more. Those little sounds and movements he made were enough to leave the spaniard in a state of his own. He kept his hands off of himself though. He wasn't the focus. This moment was for Lovino. Antonio wanted to make sure that his Lovi got the most out of finally letting go of some of his shyness and barriers.

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Lovino felt like he was losing all control of his body; no matter how hard he tried he couldn't stand still or keep himself quiet anymore. He could hear himself saying things, but his brain didn't seem to comprehend any of it.

"Ah-Altro!"

Lovi felt himself kneading his fingers in Antonio's hair. He started to lean back more against the wall of the shower for support as he felt himself becoming fit to burst.

Try as he might, he couldn't stay himself from running straight over the edge. He had no idea how long he had lasted, but as far as he was concerned it was simply too soon.

Slowly, he slid down the shower wall, his legs suddenly unwilling to hold him up. He swallowed, attempting to make his throat feel less like a dessert. Hazel eyes fluttered open partway and gazed into green ones as Lovino gave Antonio a very slight and blissed-out grin.

"Così buono..."

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The warm water beat down over them and Antonio was not phased. He took on each shuddering wave of his boyfriend's orgasm like a pro, letting it all hit his lips and the pad of his tongue and only missing a small amount which landed on his cheek. He couldn't help the quickening of his own pulse at the sight of Lovino's face throughout his climax; flushed cheeks, eyes clenched tight, quivering bottom lip held between his teeth. It was almot too much. Antonio kept himself under control though. It was Lovi's moment to feel overwhelmed by pleasurable sensations. It took a moment for Antonio to catch his breath, and when he finally did he sat back on his heels, letting one hand linger on his boyfriend's hip as the Italian sank, utterly boneless to the floor of the shower.

"Lovi, that was..."Antonio wiped the spill from his cheek and could not help the gentle chuckle at their simultaneous doofy grins. "Are you alright, cuerido? Don't pass out on me or anything."

Patience can be a difficult thing to keep going sometimes, but at that moment Antonio was beyond glad that he had been blessed with the patience to wait for as long as Lovi needed him to...he wouldn't trade such a giddy, pleasured feeling for the world. It would be difficult, but he could hold off for as long as he needed to for the physicality to be returned because if it was THAT good it was worth waiting for. He would just have a really uncomfortable time getting into his dress pants for the trip to the movie festival later unless he took the time to solve his problem or finished up the shower with ice cold water. His own pressing need aside, there was no denying the satisfaction the spaniard got from knowing that HE was the source of Lovino's moment of ecstasy.

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Lovino sat there for a bit as he caught his breath. With his mind starting to clear, his smile lessened and his blush deepened as he came to grips with what had happened.

He just... wow, I... Oh.

"Si, tired but.. um..."

He looked at Antonio for a moment, trying to keep himself from getting too embarrassed or flustered as he tried to string words together in a sentence. His eyebrows knitted together in a look of slight confusion.

"... Tony? It was really, really good but, y-you didn't finish with me. I know that I'm probably... I feel like... I was wondering... um. Merda."

Sure, NOW I have to realize that he's waaaay more experienced in this... area, and I'm trying to ask him some shit like this. Dio! I feel like a fool...stupidstupistupid

Lovi would have fidgeted, but like hell he was going to move when he still felt this good. Instead he looked to the tile, hoping they would provide the words he needed before speaking softly.

"I know you're going to tell me that I don't need to, and I know that I'm hardly at all skilled like you, but... is there some way I could help you with your situation ? I.. I mean I know there's probably lots of ways! But, I'm just kinda nervous I'll be a stupid klutz and end up being dumb and hurting you on accident. I think it would only be fair in exchange for what ever the hell you did to me with your mouth. And you better not try to sneak off and take care of it yourself!"

His voice became a little tense and forceful at the end, but it was much more because of irritation toward himself. For some reason the thought of Antonio attending to that particular matter alone made him feel ill at ease. Tony was simply amazing, and Lovi wanted to at least try to make his boyfriend feel good.

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Being the nice guy that he was, even though every particle of his body was begging for release, Antonio still couldn't help his reaction to Lovino's suggestion. "It's okay, cuerido. You...you don't have to worry about me if you don't feel ready for it." The spaniard said as he raised himself from the floor of the shower, wiping the water from his eyes before looking at his boyfriend again with a smile.

Antonio by no means did what he did in order to pressure Lovino into reciprocating, but if the stubborn Italian INSISTED he was ready, then Tony wasn't sure his body would let him turn the offer down again. The guilt of knowing that he was responsible for making him do something he regretted though would tear him to shreds and it was something he wanted to avoid if at all possible. He wasn't about to admit to just how many times over the past two years that he'd been imagining, hoping, and awake late at night over such scenarios. Too many times. Now it actually stood the chance of happening and here he was potentially getting in the way of it all.

There was the slightest tremble to Antonio's hand as he ran it through his wet hair, shaking the droplets away from his face. He had to take his breathing slow and deep to try and keep himself in check as well. Regardless of the motivations, just knowing that Lovino was even considering returning such a gesture had Tony not quite knowing exactly what to do with himself. "I just wanted to be able to do something that would make you feel good. If I'm being an idiota, just tell me, okay. I don't want to make you do something you don't want to do." If it had been any one of his other past conquests none of this would even be an issue, but with Lovino Antonio was determined to do it the right way even if it killed him. If Lovi was actually ready for it though...?

"I'm sure that anything you did would be perfecto though..." He mumbled, looking down at the water pooling around their feet, but trying to ignore the one thing he could see that was causing him to feel so conflicted. He desperately needed something to happen, but would rather gnaw off a limb than use pressure in order to get it.

Internally, Antonio was crossing all of his fingers and toes for a positive outcome.

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Lovino looked up at Antonio, and gave him a small, nervous smile. He really only had a rough grasp on what he should probably do, and there was no way in hell he trusted himself putting it in his mouth like Tony did. Lovi was always paranoid about doing something wrong, or messing something up, he had bad luck at the worst of times and didn't want to tempt the fates any more right now. But for now, he shoved all these worries in the back of his head.

It's about him right now, not me.

"Just... ah, tell me if I'm messing up or doing well, ok?"

He carefully stood up, his legs were still shaky but he couldn't be bothered at this particular moment. He hesitated, as if seeming to mull things over more. After giving a peeved huff at himself, he finally seemed to come up a plan and made his move.

Lovino gently wrapped his arms around his boyfriend, giving him light kisses on his face and neck. His hands started to curiously, slowly explore wet and tanned skin. Lovi soon trailed off the kisses; nuzzling his nose and leaning slightly on Antonio, enjoying the feeling of skin on skin as he felt his way down the Spaniard's back. He was sure that Tony could feel how hard his heart was beating in his chest.

Lovi was so curious about everything now, and now that he had the chance his brain thought about anything in particular he wanted to do. Then he remembered: he still hadn't solved the mystery of why people always commented on that 'fine piece of tanned ass'. He generally didn't understand much about it at all other than it was a butt, and it happened to be attached to Tony. It was Tony's butt.

I mean it's just a butt... right?

Lovi slowly slid one hand down and gave one cheek a exploratory squeeze.