Disclaimer: The Vocaloids featured in this story obviously do not belong to me. They belong to their rightful owners which includes Yamaha and Zero-G.
Notes/Comment: Doing another TonioWIL story for the fun of it. To be honest, readers, this would've been the third one I've done for this pairing (the first being "Slowly, but Surely") and another story being far above the "M" rating so I can't post it without the risk of getting in trouble somehow. Oops.
Anyway, here's another "a day with a couple doing whatever" story!
Slight "warning": There's a small mention of Tonio's kink which might be on a few people's "squick" list: light bondage, basically. All the readers have to deal with is the aftercare.
Morning
The first thing Wil did when he woke up was glance over to the man sleeping soundlessly beside him. A small smile crossed his lips, then he reached out a hand and brushed Tonio's right wrist which was resting on the pillow. Wil was glad to see the olive skin without any nasty red mark from the bonds that held him last night. He had felt so horrible when they tried this "act" the first time two months ago, so seeing the wrist free of red lines was assuring.
Right on time, Wil's phone began to vibrate on Tonio's dresser. He, trying not to wake up Tonio, carefully grabbed the phone and pressed the answer button.
"Yeah?" his soft voice questioned, knowing who it was on the other line.
"Hey, Yuu and I are planning on going out to eat for breakfast. Did you and Tonio wanna come with?" Kyo asked him.
"I'll come, but I'll ask Tonio if he wants to come with us..."
"Okay. Meet you in an hour."
"Alright, I'll-"
"By the way, how was last night for you? Is Tonio gonna be okay?"
He blinked. "...ex-excuse me?"
"Well," Kyo explained with a hint of trying not to laugh as he spoke, "I guess Tonio had his window open when you went over to visit him, and everyone over here heard him when you two were doing your kinky stuff."
His face faltered, a tiny blush making its way onto his dark cheeks. "Oh."
Tonio was not going to be happy about hearing this; in fact, it would probably be best not to tell him at all.
"Anyway," the gentle-spoken Vocaloid suddenly changed the topic back to what Kyo had called him for, telling Kyo, "I'll meet you in front of the house. I'm not sure if Tonio wants to come, but I'll try asking him. Bye-"
"But wait! He was making a whole lot of moan-"
He hung up.
Nope, not going to hear the rest of that sentence since he already knew what Kyo was attempting to say. Wil was fortunate enough to see why Tonio was "making a whole lot of moaning".
Wil jolted in his spot on the bed when an arm wrapped itself over his waist; a groan soon followed. He glanced down and immediately spotted Tonio slowly waking up. Flushed cheeks, messy hair, and small hicks and bites on his neck and around his chest: this was how Tonio presented himself after the events of last night. He looked rather cute, to be honest.
"Good morning, Tonio," Wil greeted him, smiling down at him.
Tonio struggled sitting up and opening his eyes for a moment, but then the opera singer successfully did both of those things. He rested his bare back against the headboard, mumbling to himself in Italian, probably about waking up so early or how sore he became.
Wil's smile went away and was replaced with a frown, then he brushed a hand across Tonio's chest, gently touching the small marks on it. "Are you okay?"
The touches on him was what stirred blood to rush to his cheeks and ears, but Tonio paid no attention to his body's reaction. "I'm fine, I'm simply a little tired..." he replied, though he sounded hoarse.
"Did you want me to do anything for you?"
"N-no, I'll be fine. I'm used to it."
Wil saw Tonio avert his stare to the wall, further making the Japanese man worry. In a rather bold move, Wil shifted in the bed as he climbed into Tonio's view, straddling his hips with his small legs. He pressed a kiss onto each mark - hick or otherwise - while Tonio allowed a hand to run down his back.
Wil shivered, but it didn't stop him from mumbling into the opera singer's ear, "I'm going out for breakfast in a while. Did you want to come with me?"
"I guess so," he said above a whisper.
"You're not too sore?"
"No, but if I am, I'll be fine enough to go out."
"But, Tonio-"
"Wil," he interrupted him as he lifted his hands to cradle the back of Wil's head and his fingers felt through the locks, "don't worry so much about me."
The exotic Vocaloid's eyes softened even more than they generally were. "Are you sure?"
"Certain. I'll come with you."
"Well, alright..." Wil pulled himself back, commenting, "You look cute this morning, Tonio. Why is that?"
The rest of Tonio's face burned crimson, and he quickly glanced away with a huff. "You always say something like that whenever we wake up after sex. If anything, I should be asking you why you think I look 'cute'."
"You're right. You're always cute."
"Th-th-that's not what I mean."
"But you are-"
"Stai zitto...!"
A gentle laugh escaped Wil's mouth.
Breakfast
"Hey Tonio, aren't you going to have anything else besides coffee?" Kyo asked the man across from him at the dinner booth.
"Not at the moment," he replied then took a sip of the delicious espresso in his possession. With a motion, without seeming suspicious, Tonio adjusted the gold and black scarf around himself just in case any intimate marks could be seen by either Yuu or Kyo.
"Well, let me know if you want anything else. I'm paying for everybody as a treat," he told him with a wink as he clasped his hands together and rested his elbows on the table.
Yuu noticed the gesture as he ate his pancakes, then he placed his fork down and looked over at him. "What's with the wink? Are you flirting with Tonio?"
Wil was heard laughing with his husky voice while Kyo sputtered and weakly glared at the small blonde to the right of him, "No I'm not!"
"I'm glad to see you think it's so funny," Tonio said to Wil as the Japanese Vocaloid calmed himself down.
"Sorry."
The four Vocaloids stayed at the tiny dinner for an hour or so until heading off in Kyo's car. At first, they were going straight home, but then Yuu practically begged the brown-haired man if they could stop by the mall for the sake of visiting the arcade. Kyo gave in to Yuu's request then asked Wil and Tonio if they'd like to join them on their new trip.
Wil leaned over in his seat, whispering to Tonio, "Are you hurting anywhere?"
Tonio frowned a bit at the question which Wil couldn't seem to drop. "No. I said that I'll be fine-"
"Just wanted to make sure..." he defended himself. "Did you want to go to the mall?"
"I'm fine with it."
"Okay."
So, with telling Kyo that they were ready to join them on their next destination.
Afternoon
While Yuu and Kyo went off to play a few rousing "DDR" and rhythm battles at the arcade, Wil and Tonio wandered about the two-story mall, passing by the various shops and food court.
"I apologise about my reaction earlier."
Wil glanced over to the taller man when he spoke. "What...?"
Tonio, though an embarrassed mumble, further explained to him, "While we were still in the car, I felt like I might have snapped at you because you only questioned if I was all right."
"I didn't think you snapped..."
"Do you forgive me?"
Tonio's brown eyes had darted from the ground and over to him, and Wil felt himself blush at the gentle stare he was getting by his boyfriend. This seemed so rare, considering how Tonio didn't have the tendency to let himself appear in such a manner. Perhaps it was because he had open himself more to Wil.
The thought of that caused a smile to cross Wil's face as he replied, "Of course I do." Slowly, he took hold of Tonio's hand and squeezed it.
The opera Vocaloid blushed heavily when his hand was grabbed. Almost stuttering every word, he grumbled, "A-anyway, what should we do until they're done?"
"Clothes shopping?" he suggested. He pointed to a large boutique straight ahead of where they were walking.
Evening
The two killed quite a bit of time at the boutique which Wil suggested on visiting since the department was large, also Wil knew Tonio had a liking for clothes which were casual with a pinch of formal to them. Now, while Wil enjoyed more obscure clothing that a person could find at a place that specialized in alternative clothes, he was okay with shopping in the brightly lit shop with even brighter or neutral colours.
At the moment, Wil stepped into a changing room to try on a pair of purposely-ripped jeans when his phone began to vibrate in his trousers. He used one hand to unbutton and zipper down his trousers while using the other to pull out his phone and answer it.
"Yeah?"
"Well," Kyo said, though sounding breathless, "Yuu kicked my butt at DDR."
Wil grinned upon hearing that. "Isn't DDR your game? How did you let him beat you?"
"No idea. Stop grinning."
"How did you know I was doing that?"
"Knowing you, you're amused that I lost."
"You got me."
"You suck..."
Using his feet to pull down his trousers by the legs, Wil chuckled. "Sorry, Kyo."
Unbeknownst to him, Tonio could hear the conversation from the next changing room stall while he adjusted white dress top he tried on. His eyes would glance over the gap of the stall's left wall and to the mirror to observe how he looked.
The Engloid used a single finger to yank one side of the collar down and wasn't surprised by the purple and brown marks decorating his neck. He released his hold, then he picked up the bow tie he grabbed and began to put it on.
"Tonio and I are almost done here," Wil was heard saying. "We're just wrapping up with shopping. We'll meet you at the car. Okay?"
There was a knock at his stall door.
Wil quirked a brow, then he made his way toward the door, saying into the phone. "Anyway, I've got to go, Kyo. Promise not to pass out..."
Once he hung up, the Japanese man opened the door and held in a tiny grin at seeing Tonio staring back at him.
"You look nice, Tonio."
"Oh, this? It's simply a shirt and tie..."
"A shirt that hugs your hips perfectly," Wil retorted.
Ignoring the heavy blush forming, Tonio stepped into the stall while his boyfriend closed it once he was in. "Stai zitto..."
"Was there something you needed?"
"Well..."
Wil tilted his head a little at him, accompanied by a questioning look being given. "Yeah?"
"Concerning outfits seeming tighter around certain areas," he told him, "I'd like to point out that those trousers certainly caught my attention in the same way my shirt did to you."
Wil took a step closer to Tonio. "Really? Were you looking at my pants that much to notice?"
"It's hard not to. Honestly, it's hugging areas that are inappropriate..."
"...oh. Those areas? I thought you were talking about my legs or waist..."
"Possibly those parts, too."
He looked at the jeans then to Tonio. He stayed quiet and in thought for a second; however, he suddenly said, "If that's the case, then they would probably look a lot better on you. I like loose fitting clothes anyway."
Tonio fell silent. "I-I'm going to pretend that I didn't hear you say such a thing," he huffed out and averted Wil's stare.
Night
"Staying over at Tonio's again?" was what Kyo asked Wil when they walked to the front door of the Japanese Vocaloids residence.
"Yeah," he answered with a nod. "You don't mind, do you...?"
"Nah, of course not."
"Are you sure?"
"Dude, don't worry about it so much." Kyo ruffled the top of Wil's black hair in a playful manner. "It's not like it's gonna hurt my feelings."
"Well, alright..." Wil waved to him, turned, and made his way over to the English-Spanish Vocaloid house. Tonio had left inside due to complaining how cold it was getting outside, and this was also Yuu's reasoning for not staying out with his fellow ZOLA members.
"Good night, Willy! Behave yourself!" Kyo called to him. "And," he added as a grin popped up, "don't be a pain in Tonio's butt again!"
He was about to turn his head to answer a, "I won't," to Kyo; however, the way Kyo said the last few words of that sentence dawned upon him. He gasped quietly, spun back to face Kyo as he stood at the door, and he shouted, flustered, "S-stai zitto!"
And with a huff, Wil went inside as he heard Kyo laughing loudly at how embarrassed he had gotten.
Bed
Wil shut his eyes and let a small sigh escape as Tonio continued kissing his slender neck and placed a hand onto his chest. What a way to go to bed, especially since Tonio knew how sensitive his neck was to the touch. Those hot breaths hitting that area and the occasional licks almost made him moan, but was able to restrain any other sounds.
He had only gotten into his pyjamas - a simple t-shirt and sweatpants - five minutes ago then climbed into bed with Tonio waiting for him. Just one "good night" kiss led to them kissing each other deeper and deeper until Tonio crawled onto him with his red lips aiming straight for his exposed neck.
His eyes drifted downwards but stopped at Tonio's arms which were propped to hold their owner in place. They were lightly straining from the weight being pushed onto them, and Wil had an assumption why that was...
...it was an awkward assumption, but probably true.
"Tonio..." he spoke up.
The opera singer removed his lips from Wil's neck. "What?"
"Could you lie on your side?"
"...what for?"
"Please?"
Tonio, without hesitation, complied with the request. As soon as he was on the right side of his body, Wil gently took hold of his arms with his fingers caressing the skin. The Japanese Vocaloid closed his eyes, leaned in and, with extra caution, pressed his lips against the arms while he ceased to stop the "massage" he was giving Tonio.
After pressing another kiss to Tonio's olive skin, Wil murmured with his eyes partly open, "Your arms were straining from last night. Sorry..."
His whole face flushed scarlet at the non-descriptive reminder. "...d-don't apologise," he whispered to him with embarrassment taking over him.
"Did it hurt when you were up a second ago?"
"N-no."
Wil smiled at Tonio. He released his grasp on Tonio's arms and loosely wrapped his arms around him, resting his head against his chest as he shut his eyes.
"I hope you feel better, Tonio. Good night..."
The feeling of having Wil's arms surrounding his body made his chest flutter, as awkward as it was that he would react in such a way to a cuddle. He allowed himself to bury his face into his lover's hair and hugged him back as he sighed through his nose.
"Good night," he quietly responded to the dozing person in his arms. Soon, his eyes slowly blinked once, twice, and then finally close. He would put his newly bought clothes away in the morning, but for now he'll do something a whole lot better: sleep in bed with Wil, together as a couple.
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