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tomatomatonio in lolocracy

¿Dónde está tu corazón?

Apr 28, 2011 09:41

Who: Toni and Lovi
When: April 27, evening
Where: the Vargas mansion
What: They finally happen. After two years. They happen.
(there will eventually be a warning on this)
( Dibuja una mapa para mí, así que puedo encontrar. )

nsfw, this shit just got real, status: incomplete, south italy, guy can't keep it in his pants, spain, is time to get esexi, parental advisory, that's one way to get your clothes off, and remember: don't fuck it up

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There is so much UST in this post italian_honour April 28 2011, 01:46:58 UTC

Romano sat with his head resting in the palm of his hand, glaring at Antonio from across the table with a new kind of restraint.

The Spaniard's ecstatic grin, the way he had not so discretely tailed Romano around the Mansion for the past few days. He had never seen Antonio so happy before, and he had never loved him so much for it.
Especially after the last few weeks of absolute misery, it felt good to come home knowing someone was waiting for you.
That someone, right now, was waiting you.

Romano gently nudged the other man's leg aside for what could've been the fifth or sixth time, accompanied by a warning glare and a head nod towards Feliciano who was now collecting dishes.
Not during dinner god dammit, not during dinner.But the force against his leg duly returned and Romano swallowed back the urge to climb across the table and mount the Spaniard now. God damn mischievous little piece of shit that he was ( ... )

We just have to resolve it, then~ tomatomatonio April 28 2011, 02:53:24 UTC

The way Lovi's face reddened when he rubbed just right, the way the defiance in his eyes was mixing with desire the more he kept it up...

And then dinner was over, Feli disappeared into the kitchen, and Lovi was making his move. Lovi was taking initiative. So Lovi...might really mean yes this time. He wasn't sure at the number of almosts they had had so far, where suddenly, when it seemed like the younger man was ready, he was pushed away. Roughly and literally. Not yet. Almost. Not yet.

But tonight might be different, Toni told himself as he allowed himself to be dragged up the stairs and into the bedroom they shared. As soon as the threshold was crossed, he turned the tables on the man he loved. His desire to be close overrode the thrill of the display of initiative. In a flash, they were pressed together, Lovi's back against the door while Toni managed to fumble the lock shut.

That's all Toni is good for~ italian_honour April 28 2011, 03:21:38 UTC

Lovi winced as his back hit the door, slipping his hand up to fist a handful of Antonio's shirt and-if possible- pull them closer. He would have scold the other for throwing him against the entrance after they'd successfully made it to the bedroom, but that was hardly important now.

He too often forgot how much stronger, how much greater Antonio was. Pressed between his love and the door, Romano had no other desire than to embrace, to feel as much as possible. His free hand snaked up to wrap around the Spaniard's head to force their mouths together, while the one at Toni's chest pulled at stubborn fabric, leveraging himself up against the larger man.
"You have no tact." He hissed against hungry lips.

tomatomatonio April 28 2011, 03:31:39 UTC

"I love you too," he answered before delving his tongue into the adorable Italian's mouth to still any more sharp words before they could come out. Words had no place here. Not at this moment. They just weren't enough. Not enough at all, and he was occupied touching and feeling and getting rid of Lovi's shirt so he could feel more and more.

Of course, Lovi was not passive. He would never describe the other man as that. Even now, he could feel him pushing and pulling back and taking as much as he could.

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