A.N. Thank you all sooooo much who reviewed/favorited/are following this story :D I didn't think people would like it . so I had a little bit of time on my hands so I decided, what the hell I write another chapter. This time, I'll try not to make Lovi so OOC. Yes, there is a lot more cursing from him. I hope it isn't too terrible. R&R.

I paid not a single bit of attention to Feliciano as we rode through forest's trail. I really couldn't care less about what he was rambling on so damn long about. It always had something to do with sleeping, pasta, or meeting some bitch in town and captivating her in his stupid ways.

"…she was so cute and pretty, I tell you! She-"

"Yeah, yeah. That's nice, Feli." I said, dazed and randomly spurting out words to try and shut him up, or at least think I was paying attention to him.

He frowned, "Ve…fratello, are you listening to me? I-is something wrong?"

When I didn't answer his annoying pleas for attention, he turned his horse sharply to block me off from moving any further. My horse rose on it's hind legs instantly and began to neigh and snort, catching me off guard. That fucker made me fall off my horse.

"S-shit, idiota! Feli, what the hell was that for?" I yelled at him as I got to my feet once more.

He was shaking and eyes tearing up, then he muttered out, "I-I'm sorry, Lovi! Really, I am! I just w-wanted to talk w-with y-you. You s-seem worried."

I sighed. Of course something was the matter, but I was not about to tell my baby brother how I was lusting after our stable boy. Fuck no. I could barely even admit it to myself.

"No. Nothing is wrong. I'm just…tired." I lied.

He smiled his trademark, carefree smile then exclaimed, "Yay! Well this is good to hear! Since you're tired, would you like to head home? I'm sure Grandpa is expecting us for dinner now."

For once, my brother had a good idea in his empty head.

As always, I took our horses back. Without consent from Feliciano, I just sent him on his way home. I did not want him to bitch at me again for taking so long. I had things to do. At first as I walked into the stables, I couldn't see him. I could not find that bastard anywhere! I felt more heart-broken then angry, believe it or not. As weak and dependant as that sounded, it was true.

I pouted then stomped the two stupid beasts over to their stable. After they had been put away, I turned around then was suddenly and forcefully pressed into a stiff, warm figure. It was Antonio. The force of the impact was so strong that it knocked both of us over into the thick pile of hay a few inches away. I yelped then hung on, closing my eyes until I felt a thud.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck, fuck, fuck, FUCK…" My mind screamed over and over again. I had landed on top of him. Our bodies pressed so closely together. One of my legs had somehow been pushed between his, so my knee was pressed up into his crotch. And I felt…it.

I didn't utter a word. Only panted slightly and stared down below me. His eyes were still closed, lips slightly parted, chest heaving up and down. I had clung onto the front of his flimsy , white shirt which made the space between us even closer. A temptation came into my mind. A manipulative temptation, but it would be played off as innocent of course.

In one swift movement, I bucked my hips forward against his own, and pressed my lips to his, just barely. His eyes shot open instantly, those gleaming emeralds burning into my soul. A faint blush appeared on his face and I began to feel something prominent and stiff press into my knee.

"Damn…did I do that? He sure gets turned on easily…" I said to myself as I realized what the 'prominent and stiff' thing was.

Dio, I never wanted to leave him. Our bodies fit so perfectly together, and felt amazing at that. His arms, those hands, had somehow ended up behind me. Wrapped loosely around my waist, slowly and slowly going down until they were right on my…

"I-I'm sorry. Por favor, I didn't mean too." He said softly, helping himself and myself up from the hay.

We both brushed ourselves off, both of our blushes still painted on our stupid, horny faces. I had just had the worst cock-block of my life. I was so sure that he was going to take me. I was so anxious and willing…and hopeful. Damn him. Damn him and his sexy, irresistible self. How was he so dumb? I give him so many signs!

"Y-you should be sorry, bastardo. I could have died."

He smiled then chuckled softly. He ruffled his hair as he looked down onto the ground uneasily. I noticed his shifting of feet and couldn't help but smirk at his inconvenience.

"Well, I see I should leave you alone for a while. Ciao, Antonio." I whispered hoarsely, my own lust and desires setting in.

"Lovi, slow down. You're acting as if you haven't eaten in days." Grandpa chided me as I devoured my pasta as fast as I could.

I ignored his words and continued to eat, trying to finish my meal quickly so I could be occupied wit better and more important things. After my last bite was consumed, I shot up from the table, and raced out of the dining hall.

"Grazie, Grandpapa! Ciao, bueno notte!" I called out as I made a mad dash through our never ending hallways, up the marble stairs and into my room.

I sighed as I entered and shut the door behind me, locking it as well. I didn't particularly want the risk of any unwanted fuckers during "my time".

"A-antonio, nnngh! P-por favor!" My gasps and pants filled the room as I thought of him.

I grasped my weeping, solid member and began to pump faster and faster, imagining my hands were replaced with his. One hand traveled to my chest.

"O-oh, n-not there!" Groaning, I began to pinch and tweak my nipple, alternating erratically.

My thoughts ran wild. I thought of him flipping me over onto my stomach, ass stuck into the air just waiting to be claimed. I followed the same notions as my thoughts had played out. I stuck a pillow between my aching need and the bed. I replaced the hand that was wrapped around my dick into my mouth and began to slowly suck on the fingers.

Closing my eyes in pure bliss, I thought of Antonio forcing his fingers into my mouth, coating each one with a thick layer of saliva, then taking them out and slowly guiding them to my entrance.

"Aaa-ahh! Antonio! P-put it in!" I called out desperately, almost being thrown over the edge.

A sound slap sounded throughout the room as I smacked myself on the ass, as Antonio would to punish me for being such a naughty and needy boy. My slick fingers traced around my entrance, teasing me, causing me to whimper . He would make me suffer. Slowly prodding me with his thick, hot manhood until I begged him to fuck me. Without further hesitation, I slid three fingers inside in one swift movement.

"Aaa-aahhh! A-antonio! Y-yes! Si! Faster, harder, por favor!" I moaned and yelped as my mind once again ran rapid.

I thrust erratically into the pillow below me, grinding my hips, spreading my legs farther apart. I raised my ass higher into the air and shoved my fingers more fervently into my tight heat, until suddenly they brushed against one single spot that me almost scream.

"T-there! A-again! R-right there!" I called out, hitting the spot over and over again, small, vulnerable tears ran down my face as my climax was hit.

"Mmmm~ Antonioooooo~" Moaning his name one last time before I fell back down onto the bed.

I was tired as fuck. My body was limp, my head reeling, and eyes drooping. I crawled into my comforter and closed my eyes once again.

"Antonio…si, ti amo," I mumbled before sleep decided to take over.

Tomorrow, I had plans. I had things to do. I also had a certain Spaniard to visit.

Lussuria - Lust (Italian)

A.N. Yay for masturbation and surprise boners. Soooooo yes, this is where the rated M kicked in, and next chapter with have da smex. Hot smex. Oh yeah (I hotpe). I feel like I failed at that last scene. I tried to make it sexy, oh well. If I didn't, I didn't. I finished this at about 2 o'clock so there might be some errors, but that's ok. As always, please R&R :D