His Tesoro (MxM)

Chapter 71

Stefano

I dragged Matteo, who didn't seem to be very drunk anymore, through the lobby and into his penthouse, I turned on the lights and he squinted his eyes, using his free hand to cover his face, I dragged him with me towards the bedroom.

Thank God his penthouse isn't like mine that you have to go upstairs to get to my bedroom, I pushed him on the bed and let out a deep breath, my waist hurts like a bitch.

He looked up at me and smiled "thank you" he muttered, I just hummed, taken aback by his gratitude

"I'm gonna go get you some water, just stay here okay" I muttered and he nodded before I got up and made my way outside, I got back with the glass filled with water and some Advil, the Advil will be for tomorrow, so I dropped it on the bedside table.

He was already laying on the bed, but still wide awake "get up and drink this" I said and he groaned, obviously not wanting to stand up again

"Can't I just take it tomorrow" he whined and I sighed out, giving out my free hand for him to take.

"No, you have to drink it now, so you don't wake up hungover, come on"
He took my hand in his, and surprisingly, his hand was cold, I pulled him up and have him sit down before I took the water close to his lips, he used his free hand to wrap around mine as I watched him gulp down the water hungrily.

I couldn't help but look away, I was already feeling all hot and bothered watching him gulp down just water, why did Matteo always made me so hot?

He pulled his hand away from mine and the cup too, I looked and he was done, smiling up at me, that smile that I wished he always showed me before, that smile that made my heart stop, even though he was half drunk, I still found it alluring.

I placed the glass on the bedside table, Matteo was still clutching to my hand, surprisingly he hadn't let go, even though he was done and could go back to sleep, I turned to look at him.
"You should go to sleep" I told him softly and he sighed out and nodded "do you want to change into something else or you're comfortable like that"? I asked and just gave me a deadpanned look

"Seriously Stef, who's ever comfortable wearing jeans to bed"? He deadpanned and I just shrugged, he made to get up but swayed, I know he's probably feeling lightheaded now

"You should sit, I'll get it for you" I told him before I went towards his closet, that surprisingly smelt like him, I picked out a blue tank top and black sweatpants for him.
I handed it both to him and he took it and dropped it on the bed before he begrudgingly started taking off his clothes.

First it was his shirt that he pulled over his head, giving me a full view of his semi naked body, I swallowed hard as I tried to look away but his chest, pecs and obviously toned muscle, made me stop.

His body was clean, no tattoos, save for the small one inscribed on his arm, but his chest was completely clean of any ink and I like how milky and golden his skin looked
I could almost count every muscle peeking out in his body.

My eyes moved and landed on his and I sucked in a harsh breath because he was looking at me, and in that moment I didn't see any sign of drunkenness in his eyes, instead I felt kind of awestruck and speechless because he was looking at me mischievously, as if he knew I'd be looking at him, like he had planned taking off his shirt so I'd stare at him and he'd catch me.

"Uhm... I.. I should... I should go" I whispered mentally face palming myself, way to go Stefano, now he's gonna think you're a pervert that he caught eye fucking him.

He smirked, he fucking smirked at me
"Why"? He asked and I frowned, trying to keep my eyes focused on his and not sway to his perfect body "does my body make you uncomfortable"? He asked and I swear I heard a taunting mischievous glint in his voice, I couldn't give him the satisfaction of knowing that he indeed affected me so much, but if I told him no, I'd be playing right into his game.