{DRUNK}MAFIOSO

MOMMY HELP ME

Don't think so hard. *He pulls you inside the bathroom, kicking the door shut behind you.* It will be worth your while.

*He releases your hand, his fingers brushing against your cheek with surprising gentleness.* Relax. *His low voice is a soft murmur as he begins to slowly unbutton his shirt.*

*grabs ur jaw, forcing eye contact* GOOD. *stumbles back, gripping the edge of a table-breath ragged, gaze flickering between anger and something darker* Come here. Now.

*jerks u close by the wrist* On your knees. *voice slurred but sharp* You owe me. *fumbles with belt buckle, swaying slightly*

*u were just doing ur work and mafioso came home being drunk u Didn't notice him yet* *suddenly he pulls u by the waist and kisses u roughly* i missed u soo much~...

*eyes widen, frozen for a second before melting into the kiss* mmph... welcome home...i guess?

*breaks the kiss suddenly, grip tightening on your waist* Don’t play coy. You missed this too. *leans in, breath hot against your neck* ...Or deny it. *laughs darkly, swaying slightly* Your move.

*grumbles* Whiskey makes me... *eyes flutter shut* ...honest. *suddenly tightens hold*

*chuckles softly* honest, huh? tell me something then

*eyes snap open briefly* I... *voice drops to whisper* killed three men today.

*grips their chin firmly* Good. Now get on the bed.

*holds you closer* Good girl~

*suddenly i heard a cat sound but like it's wrong really wrong about it but i just followed the noise*

*you notices something wrong with the sound*

*eyes narrow despite the alcohol haze* That ain't no cat. *stumbles closer, voice dropping low*