Formaggio x Reader [NSFW]

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"Babe." Formaggio's hands gripped at your bottom through your shorts as you scrolled through the social media on your phone. He straddled the backs of your thighs as you'd been laying on your tummy. "Let me try something new." He said, cupping your asscheeks in his hands and making them jiggle.

"Like what? We've done like, everything we possibly could." You replied, somewhat boredly. You were right, sex with Formaggio had gotten a little stale after the first month. During the first month you'd fucked like rabbits, multiple times a day in every position possible, used toys and ropes and even roleplayed. It's not that Formaggio was boring, it's just that sex with him lacked a spark as of late.

"Wouldn't want to spoil it for you, dolcezza. What do you say?" He placed a kiss on your back and nuzzled you between your shoulder blades. Formaggio was a big softie when it wasn't around the others. You guessed he felt the need to seem tough around them so naturally he just dropped the act when it was just the two of you. He was still a tease though, that much would never change.

"Hmm, fine. Im interested to see what you've got swirling around in that head of yours." You tossed your phone aside and rolled over so he'd be straddling your lap.

"That's my girl." Formaggio smirked, bending down to give you a gentle kiss on the lips. "May sting a little, just focus on me, alright?" You nodded, letting yourself go in the feeling of his lips. A sudden burning feeling in your arm made you wince but you tried to pay no mind. Formaggio swallowed up the small whimper you made before breaking the kiss. "Now, we wait."

You looked down to notice a small cut in your forearm. "Huh?" You wore a confused look as you studied the shallow cut.

"I told you I don't want to spoil it. Just wait." You weren't sure how a papercut was going to spice up your sex life but you trusted Formaggio. "C'mere shortcake." Formaggio grabbed you by your arms and repositioned you into his lap. Your turn to straddle.

Wait, had Formaggio grown an inch overnight?

Or two inches?

He seemed to notice your confused expression. "I've never thought of bringing stands into our personal lives but I think Little Feet will definitely make you feel something you've never felt before." Formaggio purred, stroking your cheek with the back of his index finger.

"Ah, that explains it." Oh boy, you were getting smaller by the minute meaning Formaggio was going to have a blast splitting you wide open. "I didn't peg you for one to think of something so out of the box." You teased.

"What's that supposed to mean?" He retorted, sounding almost offended.

"Nothing, my love. So, how small are you going to let me get before I can have some?" Your hands roamed over Formaggio's belly and up his mesh shirt with a ghostly touch that made him shiver.

"Ugh, missed me that bad babe?" He groaned, resisting the urge to grind against your bottom. Your finger tips always made his cock perk for you. You nodded, further lifting his mesh shirt to kiss at his dark colored nipples. "Guess I shouldn't keep my little dolcezza waiting. Wouldn't want to upset her." If he was honest, he was giving in so early for his own sake.

You'd gotten about 6 inches smaller thanks to Formaggio's stand.

You reached over and grabbed a small bottle off your shared nightstand, setting it on the bed not too far away because you'd definitely need it. Formaggio's hands slithered down your backside and tugged at your shorts and panties, hardly caring to be sexy when taking them off. You lifted your hips to allow them to be slipped out of the way and down your legs. He made an effort to pull his own pants down, but he fumbled the single button with shaky hands all too eager to see how well his stand made you feel around him.