(Gakuen) Francis sat on a bench in the locker room after soccer practice. He and Antonio were the last two left there. That week they were
in charge of getting the balls back to where they belonged and cleaning up whatever mess was around. He drank some water as he waited for
his best friend to finish off so they could take a shower and leave.
(for Tomatoes_dammit and oyabuntomato
[[/Prods Toni -3-]]
came around the corner to find his friend lounging after practice. His smile never seemed to leave even after a tiring day. "Hey, haven't
you gotten your shower yet?" He didn't know if the other was waiting for him, or just waiting for the neck of it.
"Thought that I may as well wait for you" He said, tossing him a towel. He didn't really think it was weird -he did like to look at his ass-
plus, they'd have their best conversations while showering after practice.
caught the towel, throwing it over his shoulder. "That was nice of you." He didn't think it was bad to shower with his friend. It just
showed how close they were.
Francis smiled as he began undressing, tossing his dirty laundry to his locker and grabbing shampoo, soap and his towel. He walked towards
the showers and stood under the warm water, relaxing.
followed him, getting undressed along the way. He would just share soap and shampoo from Francis. He couldn't help but admire his friend,
but it was just.normal for him. His friend was attractive. "Can I see that soup?"
(soup lol)
[[Damn my phone!]]
hands him the soap, careful it wouldn't slip out of his hand as he gave it to him. "Practice was fun today, huh?" he says, as he puts some
shampoo on his hair.
"Mm~ I always do!" He said, lathering up his chest. He turned to look at the other. "Did you enjoy today?"
"Ouais..." He says
smiling and sighing. "I saw the cutest italian boy in our practice today. He was only watching though." The boy he was talking about was
particularly cute. Green eyes, brown hair, thin contexture. "He goes to our english class, you know?"
had to think for only for a second, because he knew just who he was talking about. "Oh! Lovino? Yeah, he's in my class. He is cute isn't he!
" he said excitedly, accidently dropping the soap in his happiness.
Francis laughed as the other dropped the soap, thinking this was such a cliche. "Yes, Lovino. How'd you know him?" He asks, curious. "Cutest
boy i've seen in a while."
picked up the soap he dropped. "Well, his brother is Feliciano. So when I met him, I met Lovi. Isn't that a cute name, Lovi?" He smiled. "He
doesn't really like that name...we've worked together on some projects in class as well. So you saw him during practice?"
"Yes, i've always thought it sound of kind of... Like love. Cute huh?
" He says, taking a good look of his ass as he picked up the soap. "Yes, I saw him there but i've known him for a while. We paired up
on a class project that day you skipped."
"Oh really?" He said, trying to remember when he skipped; there were so many times. "Hm...wonder if he wanted something...maybe we should
try to find him and see?" The Italian was too interesting to leave alone.
(no, we should totes make lovi walk into the bathroom. lovi dooby do, where r u? you'll have to make an appearance soon~))
"I sort of like him. He's so cute." He says, making his hair into weird shapes with his hair with the shampoo.
[[I'm right here ;;3;;]]
"I've flirted with him a number of times now."
((perhaps you're eavesdropping, just when toni and france confess they both sort of like you?))
[[Okay~~<3]]
was silent for a while at hearing his friends confession. "I admit, I like him too...he's just has such a...fiery personality." He ducked
under the water to rinse.
The Italian couldn't help a small squeak, hands cupping over his mouth as he blushed bright red. Really, he hadn't meant to eavesdrop, but
"You too? Dude I claimed him first." He says, with a serious face at first, that quickly became into laughter.
before he knew it he was trapped in the locker rooms. The only escape was past where the two males were naked, and Lovino didn't want to be
caught, never mind see his classmates showering. He wondered if he'd heard wrong...
couldn't help but laugh along with the blonde, his hair plastered on his face. "Well I not giving him up that easily." He said, pushing his
friend slightly. "I called him a long time ago~"
"Well I've known you for too long to fight you to get him." He says, taking the soap and handing him the shampoo. "What shall we do?"
(cue. lovi you should get out of where u r before we get to the part we decide to share you~)
[[Like, leave? ;u;]]
(no, get out from where u r eavesdropping and let us acknowledge ur presence lol)
[[Well my squeak was acknowledging my presence ;u;]]
((...what squeak))
((oh. i hadn't read that.))
[["The Italian couldn't help a small squeak..."]]
[[Pff ;;u;;]]
"Nee~ Toni. Did you hear something?" He says, pointing at the door behind which, the italian boy hid. "I think it came from there."
"Hmm?" He hadn't heard anything, but he was always oblivious to his surroundings. "From over there? But we're the only ones in here, right?"
"Maybe... It could be an animal?" He says, stepping out of the showers, not bothering to cover himself up with a towel.
He tensed up behind the door, but he couldn't hear Francis getting out of the shower. He didn't want to move away from the door because he
(unfortunately) didn't want to miss something, or solid evidence that someone was coming to investigate.
"Oh! Maybe we should let it out then?" He followed after his blond friend, only grabbing a towel to wipe his face on. "This door?" He said
moving closer to it along with him.
"Yeah, I just hope it won't try and attack us", he said, pulling the door open just slightly, peeping in. "..." He didn't say anything as he
held the door wide open, revealing the person inside.
Lovino yelped loudly as the door swung open, squirming backwards-- and staring at the floor as his cheeks flamed bright red. T-the idiots
didn't even have the decency to cover themselves up...! Lovino almost resembled a wild animal, looking cornered.
"Woah! It's Lovi! We were just talking about you~" Antonio said excitedly, not knowing that his and Franciss' nudity was the reason his
cheeks were so red. "Look~ he's so red. It's cute~"
He did notice they were both naked an the redness of the Italian's face. He wondered if the boy had heard everything they were
talking about. "Hey Lovino, didn't know you were here."
"S-sh-sh-shut up..." he stuttered out, still pointedly staring at the ground, continuing to squirm backwards from the others. If Antonio and
Francis hadn't been standing in front of the door, he would have bolted by now.
"What were you doing in there anyways?" He asked, offering his hand to the italian to help him stand up.
Lovino ignored the hand, scooching further away. "T-that's none of y-your business..." he mumbled out, scowling.
"...Were you waiting for the showers to be free?" He wasn't exactly bright, but his heart was in the right place. He kneeled down, still not
factoring in his nudity, trying to get closer to the Italian.
did the same as antonio, trying to be less intimidating for Lovino. "I'm sorry... Have we disturbed you?" He asks, a bit worried.
"S-stop it!" he squeaked out, cheeks burning as he stared off to the side. He wasn't even in any athletic groups, so he wouldn't need the
showers. The blonde earned a glare. "Y-yeah...!"
sighed, standing up and tossing a towel to Antonio and placing one around his waist.
"Toño, we're making him uncomfortable."
watched him first before doing the same. His cheeks did flush a bit when he figured out he was still naked. "Lo siento~" he apologized.
"W-whatever..." he murmured out, but was relieved that the pervert was smart enough to get them to cover up. Lovino chanced a glance at them
through his eyelashes, cheeks still red.
"Anyways.. Assuming you heard our entire conversation.. I figure you already know we are both interested in you, right?"
He blushed an even brighter red, stuttering. "I-I-I--..." What was someone supposed to say to that? And despite his instinct to say that his
choice was Antonio, he felt a small sick feeling at the thought of rejecting Francis, too.
He placed his arm around Antonio, smiling at the other. "Toño and I are best friends, did you know that?"
turned to look at his friend, a slight smile on his face. "So I'm guessing he did hear??" He asked, leaning into the others arm around his
shoulder.
"I-I'm not... s-stupid..." Of course he knew. Because every time he fantasized about being with Antonio, he couldn't help but think about
Francis. It was like he couldn't escape the pervert.
"Of course he heard.." He tells antonio in a lower voice. "Antonio and I aren't going to fight over you -obviously- yet, since you've heard
us I think this makes things easier."
His stomach lurched in jealousy as he looked up to see Francis' arm around Antonio, and he almost missed what he said. "I-I… ah…" he offered
weakly, blushing.
watched back and forth between the two as Francis tried to reason with the Italian. The only thing seeming to run through his head was how
cute he looked. "Hm, so now we don't have to go through confessing. What are your thoughts Lovi??" He said, joining in.
"You have about 3 choices, me, him, or none." He says, wishing the boy would go for the 4th choice. The two of them. though he wouldn't say
it out loud.
He sniffled, eyes watering up slightly, stomach twisting. "I-I.... I can't..." he whimpered out, flushed, trembling. How was he supposed to
make a decision like this, on the spot? Lovino's heart felt like splitting...
couldn't keep his face from falling at the sight of his eyes welling up with tears. "You can't?? Maybe we shouldn't force him, Francis..."
"Sorry!" He said, leaning towards the italian and petting his head. "You don't have to pick right now.."
The Italian blushed bright red, biting his lower lip, staring at his lap. "S-sorry...." he breathed out, feeling defeated. He couldn't even
make a simple decision on who he liked most...
"....he could always just have us both?" Antonio wasn't sure if he was supposed to come out and say that, but he did. "I mean...we both like
"Perhaps..." he says, disheveling his hair while some drops of water fell from his head. "Yeah! What Toni says!"
Lovi, it wouldn't be a problem, right?"
"W-what? That's ridiculous..." the brunette mumbled out, assuming it was an attempt at a joke. Not a funny one, though; he didn't want his
emotions toyed with....
"Think about it, you get both of us, you let no one down, keep our friendship intact and you get the double of dates and presents on
valentine's and birthdays." He says, completely serious.
"Sí! We would be great boyfriends. And you would get double the love~" Antonio added, smiling brightly.
His brows furrowed and he looked at the two, waiting for a laugh or something indicating a joke. "You're… n-not serious, are you? T-that's…
ridiculous... wrong. Two b-b-boyfriends?" So he was still embarrassed by the word...
"What do you say, lovino?" He asks, a serious look on his face. "We both get to have you.."
"I don't believe this…" He shook his head in disbelief. "You'll be only receiving half the love… how could you share someone you loved?" The
Italian didn't want anyone else to have either Antonio or Francis, which was probably the root of the problem...
"I would think it would be fairly easy..." he said, his face not as serious as his friends. But he was completely serious about having a
shared relationship. "I think there's enough love to make it work..."
"Truth is, lovi, the only thing he and I want is to have even a bit of your love.." He says, smiling at him.
The Italian stood up abruptly, staring at the floor. "If you're j-just going to toy with me, don't bother..." he snapped, scrubbing at his
eyes. He wanted both of them, but n-not like this...
wasn't good with words, but he knew that hugs made people feel good; or at least it worked for him. He stepped forward, wrapping his arms
around the Italian. "Why would we toy with you?" he looked at Francis for some kind of help.
Francis did the same as Antonio almost at the same time. hugging the italian from behind. "Yes.. We love you, the last thing we want to do
Francis
is
harm you..."
Lovino trembled in the dual hug, biting his lower lip and burying his face into Antonio's chest. "Why…" he whimpered, emotions bubbling over
into tears.
"Because there is...something about you~" he said, not sure if those were the right words to say. The Italian interested them, and had such
a fiery personality that just drew the both of them in. "How could we not love you?"
"That's right, Lovino... You're so special for us.." He says, rubbing the other's head gently. "We're being completely honest right now."
He pouted, continuing to hide. He didn't want to see either of them right now. "That's not how relationships w-work..." he mumbled out. "I
have t-to choose..."
"Do you really want to though?" He asks, loosening the hug a bit.
rested his chin on the others shoulder, looking back at Francis for help. "He's not understanding it...how should we help him understand?"
Lovino stayed quiet, heart sinking slightly at the hug-loosening. "It... hurts to think about... b-but I know that it's right..."
"Perhaps we should show him?" Francis says, a bit concerned about the italian boy.
"I wouldn't mind showing him, that way he fully understands us..." He said, smiling softly. He rubbed his cheek against the others cheek,
taking in what the Italian said. "So...you'll consider it?"
He let out a soft whimper, shaking his head. "I-I can't... it's practically being unfaithful..." He didn't think there was any way the two
males could convince him of anything else. "Anything you do until my decision will just be flirting..."
Francis gave the italian a kiss on the cheek, looking at antonio for him to the same. "Whatever you decide, we love you~"
did exactly the same thing on the other cheek, smiling and nodding in agreement.
"H-hey...." he squeaked out, blushing in embarrassment. He was starting to get the feeling that this wasn't so good.
"What?" he asked, pulling away slightly. They wouldn't do anything if the other didn't want to
"S-stop that..." he whined out, cheeks darkening even more. He wasn't used to being kissed.
didn't want to stop however, as he placed another kiss on the others cheek.
Didn't see any harm in kissing his cheek either, after all they liked each other.
He whined, squirming weakly in the hold. The two were hard enough to deal with on their own; together, it was looking impossible.
kept kissing his cheek, trailing down to his neck, smiling at how cute he was when he was squirming. "So...Lovi?"
Francis went up to his temples and the to his earlobe, placing no more than butterfly kisses.
He was flushed and trembling softly, squirming a little harder in his attempts to free himself. "G-gah... don't..."
(nevertheless, lovino loved it)) (XDDDD))
[[|D; Even if he protests you should probably just keep going because he'd never admit wanting something like this =w=]]
wrapped his arms tighter around the Italian, sharing him with Francis and placing light kisses back up his neck.
((never got what that face meant |D; ))
Francis' kisses became longer, his wet wair dripping on the italian's shoulder.
The Italian quivered, shutting his eyes tight, pushing at the Spaniard in front of him and squirming in Francis' grasp. "A-ah... n-no...!"
held onto the Italian who was pushing at him, his still slightly wet chest clinging to the others shirt. He liked holding him in his arms.
"Lovino... Don't you love us?" He whispers to his ear, just before leaving another small kiss on his neck.
"A-ah, don't…" The brunette's eyes shut tight, wiggling in his sandwiched position, blushing at every brush of bare skin. "W-we're in… in
p-public..." Not to mention the fact that it was filthy and wrong.
Francis slid his hands around his waist nuzzling the other's skin. "School's completely empty... And we're simply showing you just how
much we love you..."
"No one will know~" he finished, pulling back to smile at the squirming male sandwiched between them.
"B-but… n-no..." He panted weakly, wishing he was stronger. Pushing with his spaghetti arms seemed to be having little effect. Lovino wormed
around in the grasps, body warm wherever he was touched.
Francis held Lovino's hand, softly scratching his palm and the inbetween of his fingers.
Antonio took the other hand, kissing his palm. He watched the Italian squirm, smile still on his face. "I still don't think he understands
our love..." He said absent mindedly. He looked down at the flustered brunette, smiling sweetly.
He almost felt like he was in the middle of a tug of war, except that the participants had decided not to waste their energy and just share
the rope. The smile made him blush and growl, glaring at the male as he wiggled more.
"Lovino won't you give us a kiss?" He whispers to his ear, as he nuzzled his neck.
(( amagadsssssthreesomesssssyessssss /fans self ))
[[;//x//; S-shush... and it's more like France>Lovi<Spain than a threesome...]]
(yay, lurkers!))
(( gahahah still a counterattack threesome thing BD never thought I'd see this day coming ))
(( behold, the queen of lurking and ninja-ing. /poses ))
[[/Quietly dies of embarrassment /If we had a consenting Pruss it'd have been four...]]
((there's never been a 3some here?))
[[Not... as far as I remember? But I could be wrong.]]
(( I can't recall any. God bless France. ))
(( where's my bb Prussy, by the way? D: ))
[[Missing forever ;n; /Replied to our thread, beeteedubs]]
(( gah, falling asleep already... ;; /will reply but then sleeps and replies again tomorrow ))
[[;; Okaaay. I'll stay up late for you.]]
nodded. "Yes, a kiss~" he said excitedly, looking at the Italian in between them. He wasn't sure how it was going to work if they both
wanted a kiss, but they would figure that out later.
He shut his eyes, slowly pushing out a shaky breath. "I-I... no... I can't..." he panted, brows furrowing and body continuing to wiggle stub
*stubbornly.
"Please? you'd make both of us so happy!" He says, kissing lovino's lovely blushing cheek again.
wrapped his arms tighter around the Italians waist, trying to make his wriggling less disruptive. It was two against one, and they were
going to get that kiss one way or another.
[[Pff, I like this good guy/bad guy type thing ;u;]]
((whos the good guy?))
[[You ;w;]]
(aw. /was used to being called the bad guy by you, so i just wanted to check XDDD))
[[So I'm the bad guy? ;3;]]
((you are the more assertive one))
[[8'D]]
((bad guys are hot, don't worry])
"I-I can't...." he whimpered, gasping softly as he was held tighter, going limp between the two. "M-mhhn..."
[[Francis is like all sweet and 'please' and Toni's like 'give in already >|']]
Francis pulls away slightly, rubbing the italian's cheek with his thumb. "Not even a kiss on the cheek?"
Antonio pouted, a little saddened by the other not giving in. "That's not so bad..." He said, agreeing with his friend. Although he would
enjoy more then a kiss on the cheek.
[[How do I always end up portraying things I don't mean?? 8'U]]
[[You too?! ////////]]
(i mean, oc france))
((out of character france god damn it))
[[I actually feel like France would act like this...somewhat.]]
He turned his head to see the blonde, blushing brighter. "I-I don't... think it's a good idea..." he whispered, glancing between the two.
((I mostly play him that way anyways XDD))
"... Just one kiss on the cheek, don't italians normally do that to say hello?" He asks, kissing his temple.
Antonio was getting antsy at having to wait; he was just so excited about the possibility of having the Italian. His fingers ran along his
waist, hoping to calm him.
An unidentifiable emotion crossed over his face, and he leaned in to kiss the Fresian's cheek before turning back to kiss Antonio's. The
fingers running on his waist made him tremble, rather than calming him.
smiles as the italian kissed his cheek, happy to at least get that much. Francis returned the kiss after the italian kissed antonio as well.
"Thanks, Lovino."
Antonio was happy, though not satisfied. But he would have to deal with that later. He also placed a kiss on the Italians other cheek,
smiling happily. He stopped rubbing at the others waist since he got what he wanted.
The Italian went limp between the others, exhaling shakily and whimpering, making no moves to escape. His cheeks were blooming bright red,
likely from a mixture of embarrassment and shame.
((fucking plurk won't tell me you guys have replied orz))
Francis pulled away from the italian, a bit worried about his reaction. "Lovino, are you okay? You don't look so good..." He says, touching
his forehead, thinking he could have a fever.
[[It just didn't tell me ;n;]]
Antonio worried too, but he also thought the Italian looked rather adorable flushed in between them. He looked at his friend worried. "Well?
Is he okay...?"
The brunette panted softly, shutting his eyes tightly. "A-are... you h-happy now?" His heart was beating far too fast, and he felt like he
could explode at any time.
"Yes... Very happy." The franc says, disheveling his hair gently. "Merci." The italian looked a bit odd though.
Antonio wasn't completely happy, but he wouldn't vocalize it. "Hey Lovi....did you enjoy it...or?" He wanted the other to understand how
much they loved him.
He hid his face, trembling with embarrassment. "I-I
uhm...i-it wasn't..." His stomach flipped, hands curling into fists in the Spaniard's shirt. "I-I didn't.... hate i-it..." He hated to admit
any sort of liking to it...
Francis sat on a nearby bench, not really being careful not to show his privates. He smiled at his friend and to the italian.
Antonio smiled happily, looking over at his friend sitting. "I guess he loves us back too, hm?" He said more as a statement then a question,
getting excited and hugging the Italian again. Maybe he could maneuver him to sit down with them.
[[Oh hey self way to forget lack of clothing :/]]
"C-can I leave now...?" he managed to mumble, legs weak beneath him. Being pressed between two almost-nude men who had just professed their
love for him wasn't doing good things for his heart (or his body).
((lovino's not wearing anthing either?))
[[Fft no, he is, but I mentioned fisting hands in Toni's shirt, and he's not wearing one.]]
((oh, yeah XDD))
"Oh, won't you sit with us for a little while?" He asks, making a space in the bench he was sitting. "We'll just talk, alright?"
"Yes~ Talk!" He said, placing his hands on the others shoulders and leading him to the bench. He sat the Italian down first before he took a
seat next to him, trapping him between the two.
He frowned and whined, but didn't do too much resisting as he was led to the bench, mainly because Antonio was a lot stronger than him. The
brunette exhaled slowly, trying to ignore that the sandwich he was in consisited of naked 'bread' pieces.
Francis didn't exactly squeeze Lovino in between the two of them, he was trying to calm him down after all. "Hey, Lovi, can I hold your hand
?"
Antonio watched his French friend ask to hold the Italians hand. He wasn't jealous, but he wasn't picking up on the other trying to calm the
nervous male. So he didn't ask first, he just took the others hand, waiting for the other to take his hand.
He opened his mouth to reply, and squeaked as the Spaniard took his hand, flushing. Lovino whimpered, and slowly offered the other hand to
Francis, trembling slightly.
Francis would've kissed his hand, but decided to rub it gently instead, before intertwining their fingers together. "Lovi, I wonder, what
were you doing behind that door anyways?"
Antonio nodded, looking down at the trembling male. "Si...you're not on the team..." he finally remembered. "Were you hiding from someone?"
The brunette blushed more, fidgeting uncomfortably. "I-I got trapped in here..." he mumbled out, gaze stuck on the floor.
"Eh? How?" Francis thought the answer was painfully obvious but he'd rather hear it from Lovino instead of thinking the worst case scenario.
Antonio leaned in to hear this story of why he was stuck. He had no idea as to why he was in here, the obvious nature of his story going
over his head.
He seemed to shrink further in on himself, blushing more. "I-I thought the r-room was empty so I came in t-to use the restroom... and then
when I came back y-you were there..." Lovino mumbled out, biting his lower lip.
"I see..." He says not completely believing the other. He squeezed his hand gently.
"Well...you could have just walked out...?" Though that wasn't true, because if they had seen him trying to leave, they would have probably
"I see..." He says not completely believing the other. He squeezed his hand gently.
called him over and mess with him; lovingly that is.
Lovino buried his face in Antonio's should, squeezing Francis' hand. They obviously had no concept of nudeness and what should be public and
not...
[[*shoulder]]
(sorry girls, i'm going to bed))
((Goodnight!))
[[;n; Sleep well, cookie.]]
Francis placed a kiss on Lovino's shoulder, a bit more happy now the other seems to have relaxed more now.
Antonio chuckled, running his fingers through the Italians hair. "Is something wrong Lovi?"
Lovino yelped loudly, shoving away from the Spaniard (and letting go of both hands in the process). "B-be careful…!" he squeaked out, cheeks
hot with embarrassment.
(curl touch?)
[[That's what I was thinking ;u; So we can STOTP BEATING AROUND THE BUSh]]
((you're the one having us like that!!!))
((you're basically cockblocking yourself XDD))
"You know, lovi, I've always wanted to play with this particular curl that always stands out from your hairdo.." He says, doing so, pressing
and caressing the curl in between his fingers.
[[YEAH WELL LOVI IS NOT EXACTLY JUST GONNA START THE SEX HIMSELF]]
((if we wrote any move you wrote his reaction like he was being raped, we had to take the long road here >T))
[[;n;" Well soooo-rry for having a character that isn't a slut]]
((right back at your first comment sweetie,sorry for not rping as rapists~ but anyways, let's get down to business <3))
[[/late]]
Antonio watched his reaction curiously, smiling. "Yeah what does it do??"
"N-no--!" But before he could stop the Fresian, he was going limp and flushing bright red, stammering as the curl was rubbed and carressed.-
"Ch-chigi--" he stuttered out, feeling his body flush with an uncomfortable warmth, biting down on his lower lip and whimpering.
"Oh..." That was an interesting effect. He kept tugging on the curl, wanting to see what else it could do.
"Aw...he looks so cute!" He said, still watching the Italians reaction to his friends curl pulling. If he had known it did that, he would've
done it a long time ago.
He made a choking noise, stomach tightening as he trembled against Francis. He pawed weakly at him, but he couldn't gather the strength to
truly push him away. A small moan escaped him despite his best efforts, eyes half-lidding and darkening with lust, and the Italian whimpered
as blood traveled south.
Francis barely noticed the protests until he heard the moan, just before he placed a kiss on the curl of hair. A few seconds later he
kissed said curl, licking it a bit.
Antonio felt a little left out, seeing as Francis was causing the Italian to create such noises. He leaned down, eyes narrowed from the r
effects the sounds were having on him, and nibbled lightly on the brunettes ear.
He mewled and cried out, body squirming weakly as he was paralyzed in place. "N-n-no..." he whimpered, gasping and turning bright red as he
Lovino
was
forced into arousal.
Francis
was
a bit surprised when he noticed the buldge in the other's pants. "Mind if we take care of that?" He asks, not letting go of the curl.
At first he didn't know what was needed to be taken care of, until he looked down. "Aw Lovi...I didn't know it made you so excited..." He
whispered into the Italians ear, trailing kisses down his neck.
The Italian tried to deny the request, but the only thing that came out was a whimper, body shaking hard. He tried to pull away, but it only
resulted in the curl getting tugged hard, a sharp cry spouting out of him. His face flushed and his eyes watered in shame as the bulge in
his pants became even more evident.
Francis placed a wet kiss against Lovino's neck, nibbling gently against the warm skin. His free hand slid down to Lovino's thigh, stroking
slowly.
Antonio loved the way he flushed red, his own hand rubbing lightly at the brunettes chest through his shirt. The sooner they got Lovino to
the same state of dress as him and Francis, the better.
The Italian squirmed feebly, panting hard and trembling. His mind wanted him out of there as soon as possible, but his body was craving more
attention... Whimpering, he quaked as he was touched, sensitive thighs stroked and nipples going pert as his chest was rubbed.
(pretend i'm france)) Francis' took the panting as a good sign, his hand now sliding down to his inner thigh, dangerously close to the
italian's 'problem'.
Antonio smiled, nuzzling the side of his neck more and biting softly on the skin there. His hands slid down his chest, towards the hem of
his shirt, lifting it up slowly to reveal skin. His fingers traced along his stomach and towards his now uncovered nipples.
He whimpered loudly as the hand moved to his inner thigh and Antonio's hands slipped up his shirt, leaving him wriggling in the two males'
grip. "N-no..." he cried out weakly, making a choking noise, spasming softly.
"If you want us to stop, then just stand up. We're not holding you down.." He whispers to his ear, as his hand cupped Lovino's erection.
Antonio grinned, tweaking and rubbing the hardened nubs softly. He moved closer so that even if the male decided to leave, he would put up
a fight. He liked what was happening.
Even if Lovino managed to stand on his shaky legs, the way Antonio was holding him was almost a guarantee that he wouldn't escape. "N-n-no…!
A-ah--!" he mewled, crying out as his nipples were abused, eyes going wide as Francis' hand cupped his stiff cock through his pants.
Francis looked at lovino when he began to say no. He didn't wish to go against his desires at all... They were no rapists after all. "Lovino
, do you want us to stop?"
Antonio lifted his head to look at his friend after he said that. Sure, they weren't rapist, but he was sure that the Italian didn't know
just what he wanted. "Mm...but look how aroused he is...we can't stop now..."
He squirmed and mewled, trembling, flushed bright red and eyes shut tight. Antonio was probably right; Lovino never knew what he wanted,
really, or he pretended he didn't want it to save face. He probably looked absolutely delectable, squirming and aroused.
That was probably enough for the franc. "If you say so..." He says, applying some more pressure on Lovino's erection.
Antonio kissed the flushed Italians cheek, tweaking the hardened nipple harder. In his mind, they really didn't need his consent. He already
confirmed that the liked them, and that was all he needed.
[[eujwsdhejre this dynamic]]
The noise he made was strangled and high-pitched, wriggling desperately between the two males and panting harshly. The tip of his cock was
starting to dampen the front of his underwear, a soft cry spilling out of him, which grew louder as the sensitive nub was tweaked.
"It must be getting tight in there, right?" He says, unzipping the italian's pants, smiling as he noticed the precum making the fabric of
his underwear wet. He pressed his fingers against the tip of his cock, massaging in circular motions.
Antonio chuckled, watching the Italian squirm between them. Everything was exciting him extremely fast, the evidence apparent under the
towel around his waist.
"A-aah--!" He cried out sharply, eyes shutting tight as his school pants were undone and erection teased. He squimed backwards, into the
Spaniard, shaking and breathing raggedly.
Francis held his hand, squeezing it lightly as he slowly pulled down his underwear, kissing his cheek gently. "Don't worry... We'll make you
feel good.. We love you.."
Antonio nodded in agreement, not really trusting his voice at the moment. His hands trailed up and down the lithe body that pushed against
him. He placed soft kisses along his neck from behind, eyes watching Francis as he continued to pleasure the Italian.
He squeezed the hand back desperately, trembling, eyes shut tight as he panted for air. "A-aahn... I... ngh..." he whimpered out, trying to
pull his legs up to cover his lower half when his undergarments were pulled down.
"Lovi?" The franc asked as the other squeezed his hand so tightly and tried to cover himself so desperately. "It's going to be alright,
Lovino... Just trust us." He says, kissing his arm gently, his other hand tenderly caressing his knee.
( OyabunTomato: poke poke poke)
(Thank you. Plurk won't tell me...)
"Why would we do anything you wouldn't like...?" He said from behind the other, smiling against his skin. He just wanted the Italian to know
to what extent they loved him.
He trembledc slightly, face flushed bright red and eyes watery, but his legs went limp, grip on the hand loosening. It was embarrassing to
be seen l-like... this. Even if the other two loved him.
Francis burried his face in the crook of lovino's neck, nuzzling him gently.
He pressed a kiss to the trembling males temple, smiling softly. He wondered just how far they were going to go while still in the school.