Fandom Soap?
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Thread Topic: Fandom Soap?
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Lovino sighed, knowing he'd have to resort to drastic measures if he wanted anything soon. He batted his eyes and stuck his lower lip out. "Please, Tonio, please," he whimpered. "I need you," he moaned, feeling utterly humiliated but hoping it would work.
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If Lovino was trying to be deadly cute to win Antonio's affections, he was most definitely doing it right. Antonio turned bright red, and nodded, biting his lip. He obediantly stuck his third finger in, and used all three to stimulate Lovino's sensitive spot.
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Lovino moaned his approval, biting his lip. Maybe Antonio had been right, because the pleasure was already building. He was trying to enjoy the blush on the Spaniard's face, but one long stroke made him squeeze his eyes shut, gasping softly.
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Antonio almost felt like he was enjoying this just as much as Lovino; he'd gotten so hard that he was practically twitching, and every reaction Lovino gave made it more so. He said, before either of them could come too quickly, "Lovi, want to ride me now?" He asked, his voice a little husky.
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Lovino groaned and nodded, managing to draw himself away from Antonio's fingers and position himself over him. "God, I want this so badly," he moaned.
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Antonio helped, of course. He took his own length in one hand, positioning it so that Lovino would be able to lower onto it. He put his other hand around Lovino's hip on one side, rubbing circles with his thumb. "Whenever you're ready," Antonio told him gently.
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Lovino's expression softened for a moment, and he chirped a quick "I love you," before lowering himself down. Antonio was, as Lovino was soon reminded, bigger than three fingers, and he paused for a moment, halfway lowered, but tense and in a bit of pain. "S-Sorry," he mumbled. He'd been so eager, and now he was making Antonio wait.
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Antonio smiled, at the three words, but then moaned a little as Lovino went down. He quickly shook his head at Lovino's apology, looking up at him. "Don't be sorry, baby, take as long as you need."
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Lovino blushed, stricken once again by Antonio's unending kindness. He took a few moments to adjust, before slowly moving to take the rest of him in with a small gasp. Their hips were practically pressed together, and Lovino moaned softly. He liffted himself a little and then dropped back down. "God, Antonio," he moaned again, continuing to lift and lower himself in small movements.
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Antonio had to resist the urge to buck his hips up into Lovino before he came down, knowing that it might hurt him. But Lovi's movement were doing quite enough for the moment. The Spaniard's hands were still holding the other's hips, even as he moved, and he moaned deeply. "Lovi, you feel so good.."
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Even the small movements were driving Lovino crazy, Antonio driving deep into him every time he lowered himself. He lifted himself a little higher, his hands splayed across Antonio's chest, and dropped back down quickly. "Nnn, Antonio, it's s-so deep," he managed. Now that he knew the Spaniard liked dirty talk, he'd definitely be putting that information to good use.
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Antonio moaned again, biting his lip. He loved the sound of Lovino's voice, even more so than usual when they were talking about sex. He couldn't resist, then, and the next time Lovino came down on him he bucked his hips up, pushing further into the boy. "Oh, f---," he mumbled, pleasure going through him. "So tight, Lovi."
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Lovino let out a little cry when Antonio's hips bucked up to meet him, going even deeper, even harder than before. His vision flashed in blinding pleasure, and he wasn't sure how long he'd last like this. Lovino sped up his movements, moaning, lifting nearlt off of Antonio's length before slamming back down with a yelp. "You're so big, Tonio, harder," he practically purred.
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Antonio felt like he would do whatever Lovino asked him to, and so when he wanted him to go hardher, he did. Each time Lovino started to come down, he push his own hips up, burying deep into him. He tossed his head back, eyes fluttering closed with ecstatic moans.
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Lovino was moaning breathlessly, murmuring dirty things in Italian and arching his back with each thrust. The friction was hot and amazing, the pressure against his prostate making him cry out. He could feel himself getting closer, and tried to move faster, breathing heavily.
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