Fandom Soap
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Thread Topic: Fandom Soap
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Lovino jumped at the hand crawling under his shirt, blushing. He knew there was absolutely no way his first time could be with Francis. "...Y-You promise no one but you will see the picture?" He asked, feeling trapped and dirty and scared and wishing Francis would just give Antonio his damn dog back.
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"No one but me," Francis assured him, smiling. He set the dog down on the floor, letting it rush away to sleep in a cage in the corner of the room. "That is your choice then? A shame, but fair, I suppose." He took Lovino's hand again, and walked to the couch, sitting down, and expecting Lovino to kneel in front of him. Just then, though, he heard a ringing phone.
Antonio had decided after all to call Lovino, just to make sure that he was doing okay, and that he would be home soon. -
Lovino flinched at the sound of his ringtone. "I-I'll just be a minute." he answered the phone and held it to his ear. "Ah, ciao Antonio. I got pulled into a meeting, b-but I'll be home soon, okay? f---ing agent won't shut up." he forced a laugh.
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Francis wrinkled his nose when Lovino answered the phone, as he heard Antonio's voice on the other end replying. "Oh, that's okay, Lovi. I was just making sure you were doing okay. Me and Wesley and Tomato are just sitting.. I guess I better let you go. Can you call me when you're on your way home?"
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"Yeah, okay. There's toys for them in the hallway closet, and you can put on the tv or something..." he hesitated, very close to bursting into tears and begging Antonio to come save him. "...I-I have to go. S-Sorry." he hung up quickly and turned back to Francis, taking a deep breath and kneeling down.
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Antonio thought Lovino sounded a little stressed out, but it must have just been because his agent was being rude. "Okay... Don't get stressed out, Lovi, they're just rude," he said, before the line went dead.
Francis was pleased when Lovino was finished, and unzipped his pants, pushing them down a little. "Honeslty, I don't see what you see in Antonio. He's far too sensitive and is always worrying about everyone. He's annoying. You'll see soon enough." -
Lovino found himself blinking back tears as he reached to tug Francis' boxers down as well. "He's nice. He doesn't force me to do anything I'm not comfortable with." he muttered pointedly. He blushed scarlet, realizing he really had no idea what he was doing.
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Francis scoffed, pulling out his phone, positioning it for his picture. "He's a pathetic, emotional kitten. He dumped me over the phone, sobbing, because I asked if he wanted to have a threesome with another model. Anyone else would jump at the offer, but nooo, not this guy." He looked over his phone, glaring at Lovino. "Well, go ahead, you know what you're doing, don't you?"
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Lovino was tempted to bite Francis in a very sensitive place for talking about Antonio in such a way. But, he knew he couldn't. He needed that dog. So he leaned forward, tentatively taking Francis' tip into his mouth.
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Francis sighed, pleasantly, leaning back in the couch. He put the phone on mute, deciding he could take as many pictures as he wanted. Oh, but even better- he took a single picture, but then set it to a video. With one hand he held the phone, and with the other he reached down and brushed his fingers through Lovino's hair. "You really want this dog, don't you, petit lapin.. Very sweet..."
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Lovino whimpered, a fresh wave of tears stinging his eyes. With the urging of Francis' hand in his hair, he took more of him into his mouth, sucking gently. He felt so unbelievably dirty, and guilty, knowing he would have to face Antonio after this.
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"Oh, merde," Francis sighed, and for a moment he didn't move. But he could see that the guy was going to cry, and while the Frenchman could be a bit of a... Well, a jerk, he definitely was not going to make himself a sexual assaultist. "Off, off, I have my picture." He shut his phone off, sighing, and waving Lovino away from him. "Take the dog and go. But don't say a word of this to Antonio, or anyone else, or that picture with be all over the internet, understand? Casse-toi."
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Lovino pulled back immediately, stammering apologies and thank yous and frantically wiping tears from his eyes. He took a few moments to collect himself, though he still looked frightened as he stood up, crossing the room to scoop Petunia into his arms. "Antonio was right to leave you." he mumbled under his breath, turning and rushing out to his car. He dialed Antonio's number on his bluetooth so he could still drive, quickly pulling away from the building, Petunia tucked in the passenger seat.
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Francis just sighed, and waved him off, tucking his half-hard on back into his pants.
Antonio answered seconds after he got Lovino's call, answering with a, "Hi, Lovino! Is your meeting over?" Petunia, in the passenger seat, heard his voice, and stood up, howling. "Do you have a dog?" -
Lovino frantically hushed the poodle, petting her to try and calm her down. Although he had to admit he was relieved to hear his voice too. "...N-No, no, some idiot I drove by has a loud dog. But I'll be home soon."
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