Chapter 4: A Warm Welcoming

Antonio showed me around the cottage. Apparently, I'll be sleeping in his bed since there are no other rooms for me and he particularly didn't mind either. Thing is, he didn't even bothered to ask me how I felt about it?! But whatever, it's a little step closer to my goal.

He lead me to the bedroom, where I would usually expect him to push me down on the bed like my past experiences but he didn't.

"You can rest in here for a while and come down to the kitchen when you're ready. Paella at 7~" Antonio said to me in a singsong tone. He must be very happy to have some company in this big cottage and I have to admit, so do I. Even though I live with Feliciano and Grandpa, it doesn't feel like it.

I sat on the queen sized bed with light blue linens and a yellow sheet on top. One side of the bed was pushed fully to the wall, maybe to prevent the person sleeping there for falling. On the other side of the bed, the side that was free and where you had to enter from, was a nightstand with only a lamp and a small bottle on top of it. The bottle intrigued me, it was full of a clear, gooey liquid and the case was if you took a diamond and stretched the lower half far down, completely flattened the top and hollowed it out. The bottle looked untouched since there was no trace of the strange liquid ever leaving the bottle or even about to leave. What was inside the bottle?

"Lovino, dinner's ready!~" I was rudely interrupted by Antonio calling for me from the kitchen. I placed the bottle back in its place on the nightstand and went downstairs to the dining table.

The dining table, Antonio had specially covered the bare wood with a bright pale yellow table cloth and already had my seat prepared, which was directly across from his seat.

He turned to the dining table and placed the freshly and recently finished paella on the dining table in the center. He then laid a bright red carnation on my cleaned plate.

"A beautiful flower for a beautiful lady." Antonio says with such passion and sincerity in his voice. The sudden compliment brought blood to my cheeks and made my heart race a little. Antonio proceeded to fix the carnation into my hair. He stood back, admiring his work. "Now, you look very cute!"

"Thank you for the flower." I said. It not much of a thanks but I really meant it.

"Let's eat! Do you like seafood?"

"To be honest, not that much. But I won't be picky on the first day, especially to someone who had just taken me in."

"No, no. It's fine, I'll just know what not to make for next time. Take a bite of the rice." I obeyed, scooping up a bit of rice with a little seafood on top. I scraped the seafood off and fed myself the remaining rice. As I closed my mouth and dropped the rice on my tongue, a whole sensation of flavors filled me.

"It's delicious!" I spoke in such awe while looking at my plate. I was busy focusing on the food to look up at Antonio.

"I'm glad you like it! Gracias, mi Señorita!" I took another bite of the delicious flavor-filled rice and smiled at the sensation it brought my tongue. To which, Antonio laughed a little to himself.

"What is it?"

"You are so cute! Eres muy linda!" His comments only made me even more red, I feel like my head's going to explode with all these sweet compliments. I felt myself begin to lose my balance on the chair so Antonio got up from his and came to my side.

"Are you okay, Lovino?" He held onto my shoulder, holding me up steady.

"Yeah, I"m just a little dizzy."

"I'll help you to bed." Antonio kept one hand on my back and placed his remaining hand under my legs so that he is carrying me like a princess.

"Hey! I can walk there myself!" I tried to struggle out of his arms but his grip on me was really strong.

"I can't let mi Señorita get hurt if I'm not watching." A valid claim, after all I was still a little foggy in my head.

Antonio placed me on the bed, sitting up and he sat beside me. He felt my forehead for any fevers and felt his own for a standard for comparison. My basket was right behind me, this was a perfect chance. I slowly crept my hand behind and reached for my knife in my basket. I felt around until something cold came into contact and I pulled it out slowly while keeping it behind me.

"Lovino…" I froze up went Antonio suddenly called my name, has he figured me out? "You look beautiful like the carnation in your hair." He glided his thumb across my flushed red cheeks. He continued his trail down my neck to my shoulder to my waist, tracing every bit of my silhouette and finding every crevice. He gently grabbed my other cheek with his free hand and pulled me closer to his face. I fidgeted with the knife behind me and tightened my grip around it. He stopped a few centimeters before our face touched, I felt his breath on my nose and lips.

"Lovino…" He called my name in a low and smooth tone, drawing me in.

"Yes?" I replied in a small voice.

"Why is there a knife behind you?" I widened my eyes in realization of his words. He had figured me out. I felt my heart beat pacing and froze right there on the spot.

Before I could get my chance, he knocked the blade out of my hand and it fell on the cold wooden floor to the wall opposite of the bed. I leaned out to grab the blade but it was too far for me to grab in an instant and Antonio pulls me back onto the bed, pinning me down harshly. He used his left hand to forcefully pin both of my wrist down on the mattress and his right hand? Who knows what will happen.

"Innocent girl? My ass. I'm not stupid to believe that bullshit, . Or should I say Mister?" His expression darkened quickly and piercing glares poke at me, frightening me. How could he have figured me out so quickly? "Lovino Vargas, what a lovely name. It's such a shame you're part of a mafia family, Italian mafia to be exact." And right at that moment, I grew furious at the mention of my family and his fucking taunting.

"What are you going to do to me?" I demanded, my voice growing much harsher in fear.

"Punishing you, of course. Do you think I will just let you off the hook? Besides," He stopped there to lean in closer to my face. "I've always been interested in you."

"Bastard! You don't know a-Ah!" I cut myself of with the sudden feeling of surprising pleasure. Antonio took his free hand and slowly traced out my silhouette again. When he got to my waist, his hand came closer to the center. He lifts the skirt of my dress over and slides his hand down my panties and rubbed that area for a while. I let out soft moans and bit back a few. Curse these panties, the fabric's too thin! He slid his hand back to the elastic waistband and I took that time to steady my breath again. His hand slid back down but instead sliding inside and he grabbed my half-hard member, sending jolts of pleasure to my spine.

"Ah, ah! Ah!" I cannot form words anymore and he had caught me in his trap. I can't move and all I feel is the precum that is coming out of me. "No, please st-stop! Ah!"

"Listening to you ruins the point of the punishment, Lovino. I'm sure you understand that." He sent me a sly grin as he continued to stroke my member up and down. His hand finally leaves the wet area and he pulls my panties off. I watch him as he fumbles with the zipper of his slacks with one hand. He finally gets it out and I see that it's half-hard as well. Only difference is, it's much bigger than mine and it's definitely more painful. I watched in fear, knowing what's going to happen next.

"Wait! You can't be-" Before I can finish, I pulled my head back as he forcefully stuck a portion of it inside my tight hole. He thrusts at the hole forcefully, trying to shove the whole thing inside me. "I-it can't fit! Please stop, I'm gonna die!" This felt like hell, not any bit of this brought pleasure to me. He didn't prepare me, use any lube, heck he didn't even tease the tight hole.

"You can handle it." Easy for you to say, you're not getting a fucking large member jammed in you! Antonio kept thrusting, bits and bits more were shoved in with each thrust. I moaned louder and louder each time more of it was stuffed in but at the same time, more tears came out through the pain.

"P-please stop! Ah!" But he ignored my pleas and kept pushing. Most of it was in and there was only a few inches left to go.

"You want me to stop? You sound like you're enjoying it very much." He replied in his sly way.

"S-shut up!" I yelled at him. I'm mad now, using a torture that comes with pleasure and replacing it with pain.

This is definitely unlike the Antonio I met only a couple of hours ago. He pushed as hard as he can for the last inches and I shrieked as loud as humanly possible for about three seconds. My back arched painful and my feet left the mattress, my toes curling so tightly. My nails dug into his left hand which was still holding me down and my head pushed against the mattress and I really wish for a pillow under me.

"See, you took it all in." He stared at my open crotch, admiring his work of shoving all of his huge member in me. "But that's only the start."

"Oh fuck…" I forgot that all this work was just to get it in me, he hasn't actually fucked me yet…

"Good luck, Lovino!" He gave me one of his asshole winks and cheesy smiles as he began thrusting again, but much faster.

"Ah! Ah! S-so fast! So d-deep! Aaaah!" I kept screaming, hoping that he'll have some remorse and at least slow down but he didn't. My cries only caused him to go faster, making me scream more. In between screams, I groaned and moaned loudly. "Please st-stop! I-it hurts so much! A-Ant-Aaaah!-Tonio-Aaaaaah!"

"What's wrong, Lovino?" He asked teasingly. He already knows what's wrong, he just wants me to say it. As much as I want to restrain myself, I just can't.

"I-I'm cumming!" I screamed.

"Go ahead, cum." He only went faster, the fastest ever tonight and stroked my hard, wet member faster. Jolts of pleasure and pain shot up my spine and to the rest of my body before reaching my throat, where I shrieked at my limit.

I only kept repeating his name, over and over again. "Ant-Antonio! Antonio-" I kept screaming until my voice grew hoarse and my throat pained to talk. And my entire body seized up as the warm, sticky liquid escaped my body, landing on my stomach and chest which my dress still covered. He finally stopped when I froze up. I tried to catch my breath and the salty tears kept flowing from my eyes. It was a good thirty second break, while it lasted. Before I knew it, Antonio began to thrust again.

"W-what?! But I already came!" I protested.

"But I haven't." And Antonio thrusted even deeper while maintaining his quick speed. I felt something in me start to break as Antonio changed the angle of his thrust multiple times. He's looking for some-

"Aaaaah! There!" I shrieked as Antonio repeatedly thrusted at my prostate over and over again, sending sparks of pleasure and pain coursing throughout my entire body. The point where the pain molded into pleasure for me.

"You're so tight, it feels so good inside you." I never heard him say such things after all, he's only been taunting me and it's so fuckin' hot and sexy. I watched Antonio's expressions but it was hard to focus if he repeated thrusted at my prostate. But I can see he was about to cum. I wrapped my legs around his waist and he looked at me, shocked.

"G-go ahead, c-cum." I repeated his exact words to him, except I was more shaky.

"Same to you, you're hard again." I hadn't notice the throbbing pain in my member, I was too focused on getting Antonio to cum. Suddenly, I felt his pace quickening and he leaned closer towards me.

"Aaah! You're going so f-fast like…fuck!" I couldn't get my words in perfectly since he was hitting me harder, deeper and I was wetter, much wetter than before.

"I'm cumming!" He yelled as he reached the peak of his orgasm, his body tensing up and releasing inside me. I shrieked at the odd feeling of warm, wet, sticky semen inside me. To end it all, he laid a rough, harsh kiss on my lips, forcing his way inside and winning dominance when our tongues fought. He journeyed a little lower and sucked at my neck, leaving a mark where he had kissed. He slowly pulled out of me and there was a strange feeling of absence since I've grown used to his hard member inside me.

"Lovino," I didn't reply, everything felt too good. My breath refused to return to its normal state and made it seem like I was panting for more. Antonio was still on top of me, still holding me down. "you're trembling." Under him, I was trembling for sure. My feet had long lifted off from the mattress and I could feel them twitching on Antonio's perfectly tanned waist. He exploded a load on me and the liquid continues to flow out of my previously tight hole to which Antonio fucked the life out of.

"Antonio…" I said in an almost whisper but he still heard.

"Yes?" He replied, unlike me, he wasn't the one who came twice but it sure feels good as hell.

"You're the reason I'm trembling." And I kept trembling, unable to stop myself from the wonders that just happened.

"I know, I know, mi amor…" That's a different name. He never used that one before on me. "Now you know why it's called a punishment. Do you like?"

"Very." My thoughts drifted into future times where he would be "punishing" me a loads more and the thought of that is fuckin' sexy.

"By the way, before I fucked you up, were you a virgin? I forgot to ask you." I felt my cheeks flush in deep red by that question.

"W-why should I tell you?"

"Ah, so you were. Well, good news for you, you are no longer a virgin thanks to me, of course."

"I didn't say anything!"

"But it's so easy to tell, you're not very good at hiding stuff, Lovino." That last part when he said my name sounded so sex-driven, so goddamn hot. What do you expect, he's still a little lustful and he slurred it a little. "Plus, any non-virgins wouldn't be screaming and shrieking as loudly as you did."

"Fuck you." I didn't bother arguing back since there was no way to argue back. How can such a oblivious seeming person figure me out so quickly?

"Ah, but I already had. Fucking you, I mean." He smirk his same childish smile with a little bit of mischievousness on the side.

Too tired from arguing, I drifted off into a deep slumber as I've lost all my energy to keep going.

"Sleeping, mi amor?" I didn't reply with my words, I just flashed him a weak middle finger and drifted off to sleep with the smell of our rough sex.

Click.