Introduction
"Kiss me."
There was no response, no change in facial expression even, but then again he had not expected one.
Antonio Fernandez Carriedo was 27 years old.
He was in love with a 20-year-old male model.
Two, in fact. Twins.
Both were quite attractive; they were Italian, and positively delicious. One, however tended to draw his eye.
Lovino Vargas. Whereas his brother's shoots were warm, sunny, and sensual, his were fierce, dangerous and cold. His strong stances, unsmiling face and hard eyes were captivating to Antonio, as nothing else in the past had ever been.
How fun it would be, to make him melt, to watch him stutter and blush, to turn him into a stumbling mess. Antonio imagined he had a cute smile, but therein lay his problem.
He thought about Lovino all of the time, pictured touching and caressing him, fantasized about him.
But Lovino Vargas did not know he existed. Not yet, at least. You see, Antonio had a plan. Because he knew that Lovino loved him in return; the boy just hadn't found out yet.
Yes, because this was fate, and he was sure society would understand. Eventually. No obstacle could stand between a god-given love like theirs.
Antonio smiled, a sunny, free thing that hid his thoughts completely. He looked refreshingly youthful, even harmless.
His next actions were considerably less innocent. Still wearing that foolish grin, Antonio lifted the piece of paper in his hands to his lips and kissed it tenderly. Then, bright smile affixed, he picked up a worn piece of tape and ever-so-carefully stuck the picture back onto the mural of magazine clippings, news articles and blurry photos on his wall.
So….I'm thinking I'll update this every once in a while, depending on interest; I was hit by this fixation on writing about creeper!Spain. Hope everyone liked this; later chapters would be longer. I just intended this to be a little prologue, to test things out and all.
less than three, my beloved dahling whoever you are that decided to read this :D