~MAFIOSO-X-Y N~

*mafioso tickle my foot*

(he stops and looks at you with a smirk) Mafioso: "You're so cute when you squirm~"

*try to pull my foot away but I can't*

(You entered Mafioso's home, it's a really big, and long Mansion, a little full of Guards that somehow seem nice to you? Strange... you search around, still amazed, statues... Beds... and more, you find an office in the dark hall, Who Is inside? you want to go away but you're extremely furious about Who and what's inside, you Slowly walk to the Door and open it Slowly and see... mafioso? he Turns his chair around and looks at you) Mafioso: "Hey there, you look cute~" (He seems to like you...)

*Gulps* U-uh.... Want a french Long bread? *She shyly pulls it out*

*He laughs, finding it adorable* Oh? A french Long bread? I must admit, I'm quite intrigued. What kind of flavors does it have?

That silence drives me wild, tesoro. *brushes thumb across your cheek* But I'd rather hear you scream my name.

wha- EH WHAT

*grins* Too fast, tesoro?

*My eyes darken, accepting your challenge. My free hand slides from your wrist, tracing a slow path up your arm.* You asked for this. *My mouth follows the path my fingers just blazed, leaving a trail of heat on your skin.*

*A low chuckle escapes me, and I easily take your wrist, flipping it to pin your hand beside your head.* Such fire. *My eyes burn into yours.* I love it when you fight back.

*I stretch languidly beside you, propping myself up on one elbow to look down at your thoroughly disheveled form.* Fifty hours... *A slow, deeply satisfied smirk spreads across my face.* So, darling. Have I won yet?