MR. BAD GUY (ENGLISH VERSION)

MY HOT-SEAT OF LOVE

- Where are you going to drive me?

- Watching the sunrise at cliffs of Dover.

- Oh, no. Turn around right now.

- I was joking, idiot.

There was not a single time when he drove the car that they didn't end up having an argument. Tarek regarded himself an excellent driver and Enzo didn't agree. Whatever he did, he only found mistakes.

- But, what the hell are you doing? Is it necessary sticking so close to the car in front of us?

- Stop grasping the handle of the window like a little old woman.

- If there had been a triple seat belt I would put it. You are a kamikaze. Just thinking I was going to save you for my pleasure trips. Why was I so naive?

- What's your reason to talk like this? I'm driving more wisely as most of men in this country.

- That's why you think a stop signal is the same as Give way. Yes, your caution moves me.

- And why do you watch so closely everything? You are an expert on driving and you can't even drive.

- Darling, it's been so many years watching drivers. Where are you going to drive me?

- Right now I'm thinking about turning around, you know.

- Ohhh, surrender your ego. You will be a beginner driver -he said with secret smile putting his hand over his crotch-. You will have to learn a couple of things over humbling.

- Enzo, stop. I've told you a million times those things are forbidden while I'm driving.

- And a million times I will reply to you I like everything that is forbidden. What do you think? -he pulled down his zip unmoved.

- I said stop. We are on the highway. Do you want to kill ourselves?

- The Guardian's headlines tomorrow. "Movie star Enzo Efseryan and his sexy husband decided leaving this world among shiverings of feverish and passionate love".

- You are not funny.

- Yes, I am.

- No, you aren't.

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- You are such a good driver -Enzo whispered lying across Tarek's bare chest, talking against his belly buttom.

- So what's it to be then? -he spurted out grabbing his dark hair to make him see his face-. Wasn't I an awful driver?

- Not with this one -he smiled bringing his hand delicately to his sex.

- You will be proud of yourself -Tarek growled lacing his fingers with his.

- Why?

- In a rest area in the middle of M20 highway lying on the back seat as though there would be no other place.

- We couldn't find another place, could we? -Enzo inquired chuckling-. You've been an amazing driver and preventing a terrible accident you parked so wisely...

Enzo didn't finish his ironic speech because they started a tickling fight till they couldn't stand anymore and one of them ask for mercy.

- Making love inside this car is been such an experience. I would say these reclining seats are more comfortable than our bed. Confirmed, I've bought the most practical car of the market.

They burst into laughter tangled up one into another, relaxed.

- You are out of control, Mr. Efseryan -Tarek wrapped his arms around him lovingly.