𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐏𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞

ɪ'ᴍ ʜɪꜱ

Smut warning...

When I awoke, someone was bringing me upstairs. This made me frown, as I was still a little tipsy. When I looked up to see who was holding me, I realized it was Enrico.

I felt at ease in his embrace, relieved that it wasn't just some random stranger. Enrico silently cursed as he gazed down at me.

He explains, "I didn't want to wake you up, so I brought you to my house; I hope that's okay."

It didn't bother me at all that Enrico had brought me here. I simply shrugged my shoulders and yawned again, exhausted.

"Let's get you to bed. You've had a long day, hm?" He teased me, and I gave him a blank stare in response.

With a chuckle, he pushed open a door. I blushed as I looked around. This was his room. The first room when we...

Enrico looked at me and laughed, undoubtedly realizing why I was blushing. He shook his head as he placed me down on the bed.

"What are you thinking, Vale?" I shook my head in response to his question.

"Memories, yeah?" With a grin on his face, he said. I groaned at his remark.

"All right, I'll stop. Before you go to sleep let's get you out of these clothes." He muttered as he walked to his closet and pulled out an oversized graphic tee.

"Do you need help or do you got it?" He asked, with a genuine expression on his face.

He wasn't teasing me or making a joke. I smiled and shook my head.

"I think I can do it," I responded, and he nodded and walked out of the room to give me some privacy.

I got out of bed and removed the jacket he had given me as well as my dress.

Without bothering to take off my shoes, I put his graphic shirt over my head. I sat back in the bed, waiting for Enrico to return.

Enrico reappeared after a few moments and smiled at me.

"Could you please help me in taking off my shoes? My vision is still foggy," I asked, and he nodded.

He knelt down and lifted my foot onto one of his knees. He ran his fingertips over my leg, before unbuckling my sandals. Before putting the other foot down, he did the same thing.

Enrico rose to his feet and gazed down at my white polished toes. He sighed in satisfaction and returned his gaze to me.

As he locked his stare on me, I blushed. He went out of the room without saying anything. He returned with a wet rag a few moments later.

He took a seat on the bed and wiped away all of my make-up.

I shook off what felt like an intimate gesture.

My face was bare after a few minutes of him wiping off my make-up. I smiled, knowing that I wouldn't break out from sleeping with my makeup on, now that it's off.

After putting the dirty cloth in the hamper, he returned back to me. Enrico pushed me down gently until I was completely laying on his bed.

As he brushed his fingers through my hair, he murmured, "Get some sleep, Vale."

I nodded and laid there watching as he walked into his wardrobe and came out wearing only low-waisted sweatpants.

I wanted to say something about how good he looked, but nothing came out of my mouth.

I sighed and shut my eyes closed. After a few minutes, I could feel myself drifting off to sleep. Just before I passed out, I felt a pair of lips on my forehead.