MR. BAD GUY (ENGLISH VERSION)

LOVE ME SLOW... AND GENTLY

They visited one of the nearest animal shelter they found. It was a big setting up which had several dellegations spread over Los Angeles county. There were a huge amount of animals there. Tarek and Duncan were two fervently animal lovers and visiting those places was bittersweet because their hearts told them they had to adopt each one of them. After some research Tarek chose a two and a half year grey male cat. Beautiful green eyes and good mood to took him in his arms although at first he had to put up with his nails.

They bought him all kind of things. Food, toys, scrapers, sandboxes, etc. The cat was accompanied with all the complements with wich Enzo used to have his cats. Tarek waited anxiously Enzo's arriving at home. He imagined his beautiful eyes recovering his glow, redeemed just a little from all his mishaps.

- I'm getting home! Get out wherever you are hiding, betrayer rat!

Enzo's voice seemed not very receptive. He knew that tone. It was Enzo about to throw a tantrum like the spoiled little child who was sometimes. Tarek leant out the banister of the big staircase.

- Won't you stop screaming like a hysterical?

- Oh, there you are. You promised me to stay with me all through the shooting -he started to climb up the stairs in two.

- I didn't promise you anything.

- Duncan and you all day shopping and I was lying there with my face covered with baby oil faking an amazing orgasm.

- Enzo, I've told you ad nauseam. Sex scenes are the most boring thing in the world.

The people who took part in a sex scene in a set apart from the actors was very few. The director, the director of photography, camera operator, director assistant, one person in charge of wardrobe and makeup and intimacy supervisor and coordinator. The person in charge of arrange what it can or cannot be showed and how. And in the middle of all these people, who seemed quite a lot but in fact was the less they could be in such a scene, Tarek trying to refrain his laughter. He couldn't stand it.

- I was gigling seeing you wearing that sock covering your wonderful penis.

- Don't try to make it up now. You are the worst husband in the world. This thing doesn't work like that. In good and bad, health and sickness. Sex scenes included.

- You look exhausted after so many shags, I can see it. And very angry.

- Taron! Bring up to my bedroom my cup of tea, please. I'm not kidding, asshole.

- Enzo, I couldn't provide you anything at the set.

- Of course you could. I needed you there and you failed me. Those scenes are stressful. I've told you a thousand times. And of course, you've been shopping and you didn't buy me absolutely anything.

Tarek stared at him as this scolding had nothing to do with him.

- What's that? Your tummy is rumbling or it is a meow. What the hell...

Enzo strode into the big room, into the dressing room, guided by the familiar sounds. And he discovered the basket with the beautiful grey cat getting out of it carefully. Tarek followed him at a distance and heard delighted his fussing and little joyful screams.

- Tell me this beauty is for me -he moved over him with the cat in his arms.

- Didn't you tell I didn't buy you anything?

- Oh, my love. He's a beautiful male. We haven't got any similar.

- He calls Sweet and is castrated. We need to cut his nails...

- Come here -he pulled into him eagerly, covering his mouth into his-. Darling, forgive me. I've acted like a fucking hysterical. And you... you are the most beautiful thing in this world -he crushed his lips against his.