Unexpected love / Damiano x Victoria

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I wake up, quite sore between my legs. After we talked together yesterday, we continued where we left off. And to put it that way, it was absolutely fantastic to finally be able to finish without interruptions.

«Good morning, love», Daniano yawns and kisses me on the forehead. If this is what it's like to wake up with him every morning, I'll not complain.

God, he's so perfect.

I stretch and roll around so that I lie halfway over his upper body. His eyes are closed again and he is breathing heavily.

As kind as I am, I let him sleep while I go downstairs and make breakfast for us. I don't know how much food we have in the fridge, but I'll probably have to put something together.

Ethan is sitting in the kitchen reading a book. I still do not understand how he manages it.

«Books are boring, how do you not get bored?», I ask as I open the fridge to look for eggs. The plan is to make an cheeseomelette since we most likely have nothing.

«It created a kind of inner peace. You should try it. You've been a little tense lately», he puts down the book and pours himself a little more coffee.

Yes, a lot has happened lately, and it's clear that more people here are noticing it, something that isn't good. If Thomas and Ethan find out about us, everything is destroyed. Then we have to keep our distance and Damiano will continue his realationship with Giorgia and eventually get married.

Do I want that to happen? No, I want him to stay with me.

«Is it because of Damiano? Did he not manage to fuck the stress out of you?», Ethan grins and raises an eyebrow at me. My face falls to my knees and my whole body gets hot.

«Uh. How do you know?», I stutter quite suprised. Were we so loud?

Ethan bursts out laughing, something that makes me feel so small and not least embarrassed. It's not fun to be heard during sex.

«Thomas came down completely shocked. You should have seen him. He was corpse pale. I asked him if he was doing well, and he told me everything he had seen», his grin is bigger than ever, «I feel sorry for that boy»

A cough comes from the kitchen opening. Damiano has woken up. He stands there staring at us with his arms crossed.

«Who do you feel sorry for?», Damiano goes to the fridge and takes out a yoghurt. That boy there has some quirky breakfast habits. A small cup can impossibly be filling.

«The guy who walked in on you two when you had your fingers inside her», Ethan points at me. He doesn't have a filter, and right now, it goes beyond me and Damiano.

Damiano's face turns red. Not a very comfortable way to wake up.

After half an hour of small talk, Damiano gets a message. He turns his attention to it and checks.

«Sorry guys, but I have to go. Completely forgot that I was going to meet Giorgia to visit some venues for the after party», his voice is normal. There is nothing to suggest that he doesn't want to meet her.

My pulse pounding all over my face. I feel a sense of betrayal.

«Have fun», Ethan puts his book back on the bookshelf and disappears into the living room. Wish he didn't go. I can't stand here alone with Damiano now. Hope he has to go soon before this become even more akward.

«Yeah, like Ethan said. Have fun», I snap and go out to Ethan who is watching a silly comedy show. I usually avoid him when he does, but all to escape Damiano. He stays there next to the fridge and looks after me.

Damiano has fucked up a bit, again.

The breakfast was nothing and «love» and kisses on the forehead are obviously back to the friendly way. At least that's what I've got the impression of now that he's suddenly going to meet Giorgia to find a venue.

Actually, I'm happy they do it on their own. I don't want to be involved in planning their wedding anymore, and I think Damiano is smart enough to understand it.

Ethan lifts his arm so I can lie down in the corner of his arm. He looks at me when I need support and love and I appreciate that. His sweater smells like a mixture of smoke and coffee. I'm sniffing it.

Feel free to call me weird, but I like the smell. It reminds me a little bit of the boy who just let me down for his fiancé, which may sound quite natural, but not when you know our background.

«What's up? You okay?», he sounds worried. I look away to prevent him from seeing my tears. I don't know how I feel, because I know nothing. I may be overthinking, but the fact that I don't know causes this.

«I know it bothers you that Damiano and Giorgia are a couple, and are getting married. He fucks you and goes straight back to her. I understand you», Ethan smiles at me, «but I think he's just a little confused himself. Getting married is a pretty big change in life. I think it's good that we're all here for him, no matter what way it is shown»

So what he's basically sitting here telling me is that Damiano is having sex with me because he's afraid of not getting his freedom back once they'm married? It makes sense, but he says he loves me, and his eyes tell him he's not lying. The same does the actions.

Everything is just so uncertain. I can't really trust him completely. Maybe I'm just something he uses to get something new or because he is scared of change. For all I know, he has probably already made a choice. To marry her.

I smile and nod slowly at him to give the impression that I agree with what he just said.

This will be a conversation for later. Now I'm going to relax with Ethan and just concentrate on myself.