Romano stared into the deep brown eyes of his boss, Spain. The pain of there agreement had haunted him.
"Whats wrong Romano?" asked Spain. "This is the agreement. Try to look happier about it."
Romano looked away quickly. He felt Spain's each and every thrust inside of him.
Romano opened his mouth and let out a gasp.
Spain quickly silenced him with a kiss. Sliding his tongue into Romano's opened mouth.
This was the agreement... There was no fighting it. Romano had agreed to this.
For it was either this or being forced to leave. Romano couldn't leave. He just couldn't.
So he just lay there and gasp and moan in pleasure of Spain's penetration.
For what else could he do?