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Nico

Her skin tastes like heaven. 

Nico can't keep his eyes off of his little ethereal goddess, from the moment she enters the kitchen, hand in hand with Damien, to the second she sits down at the table and greets Luca and Enzo. 

She's blushing, so she can feel his gaze on her, but she doesn't say anything. 

Nico rubs his chin. 

Maybe she likes being watched. 

Eyes now alight with a newfound fire, Nico leans back in his chair and smirks, finally tearing his eyes off of Seraphine and glancing at Luca.

As intuitive as ever, the man instantly looks up from his food, eyebrow raised, and Nico just shakes his head. Luca rolls his eyes and goes back to eating, and Nico grabs his fork for the first time since sitting down. 

He notices, without even looking at her, when Seraphine wants to say something.

"I need clothes." She blurts out after a moment of debating, and Nico grins. 

"You have plenty of ours," he quickly counters, and she playfully narrows her eyes at him, her cheeks still red. 

"I need me clothes. Clothes that fit me without a few safety pins, or me having to roll up the ankles. No offense, Enzo." Seraphine looks over at Enzo, apprehensive, but Enzo simply shrugs before swallowing. 

"It's true. You are...small," he says, looking her up and down, and Seraphine fidgets in her seat. Nico kisses his teeth. 

Maybe a size kink, too. Interesting. 

"A shopping trip, then," Damien suggests, and Seraphine shakes her head. 

"No, I just need to get to..." she trails off and deflates, and Nico immediately puts a pin in that plan.

"Nope. I need to pick up a few things anyway--we're going shopping." Seraphine glances up at him and tries to argue, but he just lifts an eyebrow and she drops her gaze with a nod. 

Good girl. 

"Where would you like to go, Seraphine?" Luca asks, drawing Seraphine's eyes.

She answers his question, but Nico's too focused on staring at the mark on her neck, visible to him now that she'd turned her head. 

He runs a finger across his still tingling lips, remembering the feeling of her soft, milky skin against them. His cock jumps when the noises she'd made replay in his mind, and he has to clench his fist to keep from adjusting himself at the breakfast table. 

"...anyone to see," Nico catches the last bit of Seraphine's answer, and his eyebrows shoot up even as a smile comes across his face. 

"Ashamed of us, are you, dove?" He teases, and Seraphine looks at him, her face growing redder. 

"N-No, of course not, I just..." she trails off again and looks to Luca for help, who swallows his last bite and finishes her sentence. 

"Don't want to be expelled. We understand, Seraphine." Seraphine relaxes, and Nico reaches over the table, leaving his hand palm up for her to place hers into. 

It takes her a moment to divert her eyes from Luca and find his awaiting hand, but she doesn't hesitate to place hers in his when she does. Nico's chest swells. 

"We'll go to the mall then, yes? Just the two of us?" He offers, but before Seraphine can nod Damien cuts in, licking his spoon clean of yogurt. 

"We'll all go. And we can take a trip outside of the city, so no one will recognize us," he amends, and Nico narrows his eyes at him. Damien smirks back. "We can't have Nico having you all to himself, now can we, darling?" He addresses Seraphine, but his eyes don't leave Nico's. 

"Okay, old man," Nico says, laughing aloud when Damien drops his spoon and his lips part in shock. 

"You--" 

"Ladies, ladies, you're both pretty, now can we finish up breakfast so we can go? I'm sure Seraphine is eager to get some new clothes," Enzo stands, grabbing a few plates and stacking them. Nico glares at him just as Damien sticks out his tongue, but Seraphine's tinkling laugh makes them all pause. 

Nico's eyes slide from Enzo's figure to Seraphine's, and she's covering her mouth to keep from laughing too hard, but her oceanic eyes are alight with amusement. 

"You're both children," she finally says, her lips wide in a grin, and Nico winks at her just as Damien stands, his hand flying to his heart as if to say, I'm offended. 

"Come on, kids, let's go to the mall," Luca joins in after a few moments, and Seraphine throws her head back laughing. 

Nico's face hurts from grinning so hard. 

~~~

It takes him about an hour to drive the five of them out of the city and to a random mall Enzo had picked out as they were reaching the city limits, but Nico doesn't mind driving. He takes comfort in it, actually. 

The smooth ride, the music, the control. 

His hand flexes on the steering wheel as his eyes unconsciously go to Seraphine, sitting between Enzo and Damien in the backseat. 

Before he does something he'll regret, Nico pulls into an empty spot and turns off the car. He rubs his hands together and glances back once more to see Seraphine grinning at him, and he grins right back. 

They all get out of the car and Nico locks it, nodding to Luca, who'd stayed behind while the other three went ahead. 

Nico doesn't stop his eyes from dropping to Seraphine's ass, watching it sway back and forth with her hips. 

Luca nudges him and he hums, tearing his gaze away from Seraphine to look at Luca. The older man has an eyebrow raised, and Nico rolls his eyes with a scoff. "As if you don't stare." 

"At least I'm discreet." Luca counters, and Nico purses his lips. 

"You're not just talking about staring, are you?" 

"We leave marks on her skin, we arise questions. Do you want her to get in trouble?" Nico opens his mouth, but Luca lifts a hand, pointing at him. "Don't start." 

Nico's response of if it were by my hand, then yes, dies on his tongue, and he shakes his head no. 

"Then be careful."

"You be careful. Is it a good idea for all four of us to be out like this? With her?" Nico hisses back, his watchful eyes dancing around the parking lot, seeking any imminent threats. Luca turns his head once, twice, and then shrugs. 

Fucking shrugs. 

"So you're just jeopardizing us for her?" Nico asks incredulously, but he already knows the answer. 

Hell, if he were being accused, his answer would've been the same. 

"For her, anything." 

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