WURAOLA

SIXTY THREE

Vince threw a dress at me and I groaned, sitting next to him.

"Why am I stressing over this so much?" I mumbled, my eyes lazing over the messy room.

"Because you're nervous" he answered distractedly, narrowing his eyes at the phone in his hand -probably talking to his new boyfriend.

"Is that Viktor?" I whispered, leaning close to him to run my tongue over his ear and he groaned.

"Si! Si! I'm listening to you!" He clapped with a smile on his face and I smiled.

"Maybe I should just wear a shirt and pants" I wondered aloud, hoping that Vince would help.

"If you haven't noticed, Bambino, I wear black pants and white shirts. I'm the last person you should be asking" he raised a brow and I groaned, throwing my head back.

"But I'm pretty sure you could wear a sack and those men would be all over you. What you wear doesn't matter, bambino. It's what you're comfortable in that matters" he hovered over me and I grinned, wrapping my arms around his body.

"I almost regret being your best friend now. Can I take it back?" He mumbled and I laughed, while his lips turned up in a smile as he pulled away.

I stood up and decided to wear a bright blue ruffled dress -because I liked dresses.

As I fixed my hair in the mirror, I smiled. Maybe it turned out alright in the end.

I felt a ball of clothes hit my head and groaned, turning to glare at Vin who was smirking at his phone.

Tino and Gianni were probably already waiting. I bit down on my lip, thinking about them in suits -and without suits.

Without anything. Without clothes.

However, as much as I tried to get rid of the image of Gianni hovering over Tino, I couldn't.

Tino's chest steadily moving up and down, giving in to Gianni. While the tattooed man had a smirk on his face and touched Tino.

I'd washed my hair a little while ago and so, I used some leave in conditioner and some curl activator, cutting a middle part and leaving my hair to fall inches below my shoulders.

With a sigh, I slipped on a pair of strappy black heels that I hoped I wouldn't fall in. I had a feeling Gianni wouldn't let me wear them anyways and the thought left a smile on my face.

"I'll bring you something!" I waved at Vin who eyed me as I walked out before he hummed.

"Some wine will be fine. Have a great night, bambino" I heard him call and my heart was thumping as I walked down the stairs.

I felt nervous. And it was making me hungry.

I gripped the sides of my dress as I walked down the stairs but before I got to the end of the tall flight of stairs, Gianni popped out with smirk on his face.

My eyes ran over his tattoos and then his brown eyes before they fell to his lips.

"H-hey"

"Hello to you too, princess" he leaned in and I took in a deep breath of his strong musky scent.

"You're looking like the stars tonight -beautiful" I couldn't help the giggle that bubbled through my lips and I slipped my hand into his, the urge to feel both of them so close to me was strong.

"Thank you. You look pretty handsome as well" he smiled, kissing my lips lightly and before I could even decide to push further, he pulled away.

I was getting frustrated. My thighs clenched.

"C'mon. Tino is driving today" he sounded smug and I had a feeling he'd made Tino drive.

I got off the stairs and Gianni's eyes feel to my feet.

"Those bloody deathtraps, baby. You'll fall!"

"I think our Fiore is gonna fine..." the hairs on my skin rose at the sound of his voice and he walked towards us wearing a black suit, and a light brown overcoat.

"Aren't you, Fiore?" He whispered against my ear and I nodded, falling into his charms. He wrapped his arm around me and I turned to him.

I didn't let go of Gianni's hand. Whether out of selfishness or selfishness.

Who said you couldn't have the best of both worlds?

"I-I am" I whispered, out of breath. My common sense seemed to be playing peekaboo with me as Gianni stood behind me, hands trailing over my skin.

It was easy to tell their touches apart. Very easy. Gianni's touch was warm -almost soft , like he was trying to not hurt me. While Tino, well, Tino's fingers dug into my hips and he pulled me close with a tug.

Like a hot and cold water spring, I loved both. One complemented the other. That was the beauty of us.

"You look so fucking beautiful" he grunted out as Gianni kissed my neck, biting and suckling, causing my to clench my thighs together tighter.

"Gianni was more poetic" I whispered and Gianni chuckled while Tino hummed.

"You're still beautiful. You look like perfection...what I'd imagine that Nirvana looked like. What heaven looked like..." he trailed off and a small moan escaped my lips.

Gianni's lips made love to my skin, kissing and sucking on my neck while Tino claimed my lips in a kiss that made me senseless.

I gripped his coat as his tongue danced against mine, I ran my tongue over his and pushed into his mouth. His hands moved all over my body, pulling me close to him.

"While I'd love to watch Antonino take that beautiful dress off... it seems I have to be the more sensible one here...unfortunately"

Hey babies! Sorry if this chapter has a lot of typos.
I'll probably put up two chapters tonight. If I have an exam tomorrow, so, if I don't update tonight, I might just put the chapters up after my exam.
Anyways! Enjoy!
-Aduke💙