𝐓𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 | 𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐉𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐑𝐎

𝟑𝟎.𝟎𝟎

Mattia got out of the shower and dried himself off. He yawned and got dressed. When he walked out of the bathroom he smiled. Alejandro was laying on the bed.

He walked over to his lover and cuddled up against him. He frowned when he felt his lover's bulge. With no words being passed, Alejandro rose and Mattia stayed down on his back. "Just make it quick." He mumbled.

The costa rican nodded. "We'll see about that. You think you can disappear for days and not get a punishment when you finally decide to show up?" Mattia bit his lip and looked away.

The costa rican scoffed. "That's what I thought." Alejandro undressed himself first and then the italian. "Have I ever told you how beautiful you are?" The italian shook his head. "I need to hear it again."

Within minutes the air was already hot, being flooded with the sounds of Mattia's small moans of pleasure. He was sweating, making his body shine when in the light.

Mattia had already came once, and gotten in trouble for it as well. As punishment, Alejandro had picked up his pace on the italian.

The costa rican furrowed his eyebrows in pure pleasure as he watched himself slide in and out of the panting italian beneath him. The italian cried out, beginning to feel overstimulated.

"You can last a little longer for me, cant you?" Alejandro leaned himself down to plant kisses on the italian's neck. All Mattia could get out was a nod as the costa rican fucked him senseless. Alejandro was not impressed by the way Mattia had replied.

Alejandro grabbed Mattia's throat, choking him. "I want a vocal answer, now." The older demanded as he looked over the sweating italian's body. "Mm, y-yes-" Mattia started, but was caught off by his own moan.

Alejandro let go of the italian's throat and moved his hands down and onto Mattia's hips. "Good, because I'm still gonna be a while." Mattia groaned, quickly cutting himself off as he would remember what would happen if he gave any attitude.

"Flip over for me, please. I wanna see those pretty tattoos." Mattia weakly flipped himself, needing Alejandro's assistance to do so. When the italian was flipped Alejandro began to admire the tattoos. On each of Mattia's shoulder blades was one beautifully made angel wing. The ends of each wing stretching to Mattia's elbows.

The costa rican smiled, satisfied. He leaned down into the italian's ear and whispered. "Such a beauty." Mattia's face was instantly turning redder than it already was. Alejandro forced Mattia to flip back over.

Alejandro's strokes were becoming deeper and slower, giving Mattia a sign that he was getting close. Mattia opened his mouth to say something but without warning he came a second time. His legs shook violently as he let out a cry of Alejandro's name.

Alejandro snapped his head to look at the flustered italian beneath him. "Did I tell you that you could cum, pretty?" The older asked, looking into the italian's eyes. "N-no." Mattia replied, gripping the sheets above his head. Mattia couldn't take it anymore, the overstimulation was driving him crazy.

Alejandro watched Mattia's expressions and finally released into the italian, moaning softly before pulling out and collapsing next to the spent italian. Mattia whined at the empty feeling before turning to meet his lover. "Hey, what's that on your wrist?"

Before Mattia could pull his wrist away, Alejandro was already grabbing his wrist and rubbing away the foundation. He growled in anger and disappointment at what he saw on the italian's wrist.