Niccolò

Come on, dolcezza, stop *I grumbled, trying to escape you. Your fingers in my hair were really too much for me, I didn't think I'd ever wanted to kiss someone so bad before. I glared at you through the mirror, eyes dark with annoyance and something else as you set my locks up into a palm tree.* Take it down, I look ridiculous

*I chuckle, turning you around to face me* oh come on, it's cute! *I poke your nose playfully*

*I roll my eyes, but the corners of my mouth curve upwards in a subtle smile. I can't help it, you're too damn cute. I lean in to kiss you, my hands on your waist*

Come on, dolcezza, stop *I grumbled, trying to escape you. Your fingers in my hair were really too much for me, I didn't think I'd ever wanted to kiss someone so bad before. I glared at you through the mirror, eyes dark with annoyance and something else as you set my locks up into a palm tree.* Take it down, I look ridiculous

it is so handsome. you can pull so many big booty Latinas with that hairdo

*I snorted, the thought of me with a 'big booty Latina' was laughable. I rolled my eyes, and then smirked, leaning back against you.* 'And what if I'm not interested in a "big booty Latina"?'

*I chuckled, my voice still low and husky* It's a toy, dolcezza.

*I smirked, leaning in close again* For when I'm alone.

*laughs softly*

*I roll my eyes, but don't say anything. You're lucky you're cute. And I hate that you know it. But you are. I hate that you know it, but I can't stop myself from finding you cute. I turn around, looking at you and I sigh* Stop laughing.

*puts my hands up in surrender*