Fandom Soap
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Thread Topic: Fandom Soap
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Antonio smiled when it seemed Lovino was going to cuddle with him, but went back to a little more concerned of an expression when the Italian stopped in front of him. "What's wrong, Lovino?" He asked, gently. "You don't have to if you don't want to."
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Lovino was blushing furiously, having never done this before. He'd dated a few girls, but that was a few dates and scarce sex, nothing sweet like this. And he'd never been the one to, er, be cuddled. "I-I don't know what to do." he admitted. "S-Sorry," he added quickly, still worried Antonio might get mad at him.
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"Oh," Antonio breathed, relieved to hear that this was the only problem. "That's okay. It's not too hard, I guess. Just sit whichever way you like, facing me or away. And then I'll hug you and give you kisses," Antonio said cheerily, patting his lap again.
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Lovino bit his lip, hesitating a moment more before carefully slipping into Antonio's lap, facing him. "I-Is this okay?" he asked, flustered and angry at himself for being so clueless.
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Antonio was glad when Lovino sat in his lap, smiling. "Yep, perfect," he chirped. He put his arms around the Italian's waist, not pulling him any closer, just holding them there. He leaned forward, and kissed his nose gently, hoping to help Lovino relax.
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Lovino was relieved that Antonio didn't seem mad at all. He leaned forward and returned the gesture, kissing the Spaniard's nose back. "...I'm glad you came." he said softly, not meeting his eyes.
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Antonio started rubbing small circles with his thumbs on Lovino's hips, smiling. "Me too. I would've been all by myself all night, and that's no fun."
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Lovino blushed and stiffened a little at the hands on his hips, but he quickly relaxed again. "I usually don't have anyone to just...relax with, like this." Ugh, he felt pathetic, admitting that he basically had no friends.
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Antonio laughed lightly, leaning his head back on the seat. "It's okay, you've got me now. And I'm all about relaxing, so you'll be stress free in no time."
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"Stress free?" Lovino actually laughed at that. "Have you met me? Trust me, stress free will never happen." he shifted, suddenly realizing that the position they were in was slightly suggestive. He'd give in to cuddling, but right then and there he decided that lap dances were out of the question.
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"Sure it can," Antonio shrugged. "You've just got to relax. Lay down and take a nap, dance to your favorite song, just.. Relax." The Spaniard yawned, then, and immediately giggled. "Sorry, just thinking about it makes me tired sometimes."
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Lovino watched him doubtfully. "It's not that easy, though, there's parents to please, and an awful director, and lines to remember and stage kisses and real kisses and you, and I'm scared of upsetting you and I'm scared of messing this up and I don't know what to do because no one's ever been this f---ing nice to me..." he trailed off, already mentally cursing himself. "I-I'm sorry, that was stupid, never mind. I-I'm just tired is all.." he frantically tried to get Antonio to disregard what he'd said.
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Antonio gave him a saddened look, reaching up to run a gentle hand through the Italian's hair. "But you don't have to worry about that stuff here. You live by yourself, and we don't have to see the director until tomorrow.. And don't worry about messing this up, you're very sweet Lovino, and you doubt you'd do anything wrong to upset me. It would be very hard. You'd have to steal my dog, or only want my money. And you haven't done either yet."
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Lovino looked down, tears pricking his eyes. He sniffed pathetically. "I-I don't understand...damn it, why me? Why are you so nice to me? I haven't- I haven't done anything for you! So why?" he asked, looking at Antonio with a frustrated, hurt expression. Part of him was still waiting for this to be some cruel joke, something to lead the Italian into thinking he deserved such affection.
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Antonio didn't like to see Lovino crying- he hated it, it made him feel as though it was his fault. "Don't cry," he said quietly, reaching up to gently brush his tears away with a thumb. "I really do like you. You're very sweet, and I think you just need someone to show you some care. I'd love to be that person. And you're very beautiful, I won't deny that."
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