A Little Fun In Italy

Touching Down

"Wake up, we're landing."

Michael Polansky reluctantly opened his eyes and looked into a pair of matte green eyes. Lady Gaga turned her head when she noticed that he was awake.

"Did you sleep?" he asked and stretched his legs out. His feet felt swollenfrom the long hours up in the air and he loosened the laces on thesneakers a little. A little too late, he thought and wiggled his toes insidethe shoes.

"Not much," she huffed and ran her fingers through the loose hairs by her temples. The feeling of being on the verge of getting a cold was hanging over her head and she turned the fan off. It turned out that the canned feeling she had, it wasn't there after all and suddenly the noises around her was loud and clear. She heard the sound of the cabin crew alerting them about the landing and how the airplane tilted slightly as they lined up for the runway.

Michael put his glasses on and adjusted his seat. He put his items away and pulled a sweater over his head. Gaga remained curled up in her seat and looked out the window. As much as she preferred to be at home, she was excited to be in Italy again. They treated her with respect and almost like royalty. It was nice to be spending time like this with Michael, when they could be as normal together as the world allowed them to be.

...

The scenery was exactly as breathtaking as Gaga remembered when they arrived at the spacious Villa Bonomi that was acquired for her and Michael during their short stay in Italy. On Sunday she would perform with her jazz band at the wedding ceremony between an influential couple in the financial business, but she and her boyfriend had some time to enjoy for themselves as well.

Michael had his eyes on his phone and Gaga made him look up. "Hey, earth to Polansky," she joked. He looked up and met her eyes. She smiled, but looked tired. She had no make up on, and the bleached eyebrows contributed to her looking a little more beat than usual but he loved her features. Fine lines by her eyes appeared and she pouted her lips at him. He leaned closer and let her kiss him. She raised a hand to touch his neck and stroke it. The soft caresses by her hand made him shiver as her nails brushed against his skin.

The car stopped and they stepped out. A beautiful villa towered in front of them. Two separate wings with panoramic windows facing lake Como to make every room in the house overlook the absolutely amazing surroundings the villa was placed in. The garden had several spots to enjoy the outside from, even though the weather was a bit gloomy at the moment.

"It's because of the lake," their driver told them. "The summer mornings are off to a slower start because of the cold water. Don't worry. You'll have beautiful sunny weather soon."

Two assistants waited by the doors to let them inside and let them know that they would have staff accessible 24 hours a day in case they needed anything. Gaga noted that their luggage was already inside as she took her sunglasses off and stepped into the living room to take the atmosphere in fully.

Gifts were left on a table just as they entered. Large bouquets of flowers, two bottles of champagne, wine and sweets, Italian cookies and chocolate. Michael unwrapped a package of tiny, crunchy cookies with cranberries. Gaga grabbed his arm when he stuffed them inside his mouth which made crumbs spill all over his arm and the table.

"Hey! Just who do you think they are they for?" she laughed.

"Sorry," he said with crusts falling out of his mouth. "But the card says us both," he said while he pointed at the basket. "Babe, I was hungry."

"I love you." She wrapped her arms around his neck to pull him down.

"I have something else for you to eat," she said when they kissed.

Michael bent down to reach around her waist with one arm while he put the cookies the table. He tasted her lips and closed his eyes. She was so sweet and soft.

"No hard liquor for you," he said and looked at the wine bottles.

"Hard liquor. Who even says 'hard liquor' these days?"

"You just did. Twice even," Michael said and put the bottles down while she clung with her arms around his neck. She was so light, but could also be really heavy when she wanted to.

She ran her nails down his nape to tickle him and whispered in his ear while she bit his earlobe. "What else is hard?"

He put his hands under her butt and she wrapped her legs around his waist. They kissed while he carried her into the adjacent room.

"Look at that bed. You know what I'm gonna do? I'm gonna make love to you on that bed."

He put her down on the large king size bed and hovered over her while he kissed her softly. She pulled her fingers through his hair and felt his warmth against her neck as he pulled her top down to kiss the dimple between her collar bones. She let him shover her with kisses and sweet words until he suddenly stopped and rolled over on his back. He exhaled loudly.

"To be continued..." he said and closed his eyes. "I'm exhausted."

"If you sleep now, you'll never sleep tonight. It's not even lunch time."

"I'm not intending to sleep tonight," he looked into her eyes and it was obvious his mind was going places.

"What are you thinking?" she asked because she wanted to hear him say it.

"You are absolutely stunning. I love you." He looked at her nose and the slanted forehead, her lips and the tiny chin. Her massive eyelids with no make up and the lines by her cheeks as she smiled.

His hands went up inside her knitted sweater and she shivered when she felt his sensitive fingertips against her bare skin. The tickling sensation made her giggle.

"Don't-" she said when he pinched the tight skin on her waist and kissed her neck. She laughed and tried to escape from his grip as he pulled her down. He buried his face against her neck, had his arm around her back and tickled her more. A throaty scream-laugh escaped her mouth and he felt her knee hit his balls and he let the air out of his lungs with a grunt.

"Nnnnunhf," he moaned.

"I'm sorry oh my god," she laughed when she noticed that her phone was buzzing.

She answered and chatted for a few minutes until she ended the call and turned to Michael. "We're gonna meet up with MB for a little tour," she said and looked at Michael's bloodshot eyes. "You looked like I tried to kill you."

"I think you did," he muttered.