The Underbosses Chef [M/M]

42 - Forty - Two - Matteo Concetta's Point Of View.

I opened my eyes when I felt someone pick me up. Caio was carrying me out of Ilya's. I closed my eyes again and snuggled into his chest until I remembered about his finger and his stitches. I opened my eyes again and looked up at him as he continued to walk.

"Put me down Caio, you shouldn't be carrying me with the state of your hand."

"I'm fine. As long as you don't move, I have you set in my arms a very certain way." He said and continued walking.

He didn't put me down until we were back in the wing, and he put me down on his bed, and I was feeling playful now. Not tired. I wrapped my legs around his so he couldn't walk away from me.

"Go back to sleep Matteo, you have time before I make us dinner."

"Lunch is next, not dinner. But I'm thinking I might want you for lunch, actually." I said, smiling at him, and pulling him closer with my legs.

"Matteo."

"Yes, Caio?"

"Go back to sleep. You were sleeping quiet soundly until I picked you up,"

"Was. I am not now, so play with me. You won't need that hand, I promise." I said, reaching up to grab his arm and pull him down. He used his not injured hand to brace himself so he didn't squish me. Not that I would have minded being pressed between him and the bed like a second skin.

"Matteo, nap."

"Fuck me first. I'll be sure to nap after that." I groaned and pulled his lips down to mine. Slipping my tongue into his mouth while we kissed, and when he pulled back, he frowned, but stood up and pulled his shirt off.

"Guess there's no better time than now to show you what I ordered, and got for you." Caio chuckled and walked to the closet in just his boxers now. I pulled my clothing off, all except my boxers, like Caio. He set a box on the bed and opened it. A black toy sat inside the box.

"Caio, what the hell is that?" I said, alarmed, as he removed it from the box.

"A present for you, or me, depends on what one of us likes it better." He chuckled.

I narrowed my eyes at him as he went and got the lube. "Take your boxers off, Mi Amore." Caio said, smiling.

I hesitated, but stood up and took them off. Caio bent me over the bed once they were off, and he started lubing up my hole. He lubed up the small curved toy and slipped inside me easily. He reached up and slipped the rubber stretchy cock ring around the very base of my cock.

I tried to stand back up, but he wouldn't let me. He held me in that position and set the remote where I could see it.

"I spared no expense, Matteo. This one comes with an app." He taunted me, and I felt the vibrations start low and slow. The cock ring was tight, and I could feel the vibrations there, too.

Caio abruptly turned it all the way up, and my knees buckled, but he held me up, slipping his thigh between my legs, pushing the toy in deeper. I moaned, grabbing the sheets, my shallow breaths coming out in pants, accompanied by whimpers. He turned it down again all the way, and I took a deep breath.

"Caio, bad. God, I think I almost died."

He chuckled, his fingers still toying with the dial that controlled the intensity of the toy, his mouth curling into a smile of triumph. "You like it then? I'm glad. You make some pretty little noises while it's on high."

He lifted me on the bed completely, and walked over to his side, and lounged back against the pillows. "Come cuddle with me, Amore."

He was baiting me, and I knew it. But I still made my way over to him, and he pulled me on his lap so I was straddling him. He kissed me, and as he did so, he turned the toy up again. Not fully though, just enough I cried into the kiss and jerked my hips. I broke the kiss to get a breath, and he pulled my lips back to his. His actions had the desired effect - I moaned against his lips again and moved my hips against him, a reaction that seemed to please him immensely.