The next day Antonio had to work again. He hadn't been working for three days already, so it was time for him to go again. I don't really like it when he has to go out though. It's quite lonely in this house then. There isn't very much to do either around here, so all I do is watching TV, cleaning and taking siestas.

What a boring life I have.

I do want to work, but Antonio says it's dangerous for me. He says he's afraid it'll make me too exhausted and will pass out or something and he wouldn't be able to help me then, because he isn't near.

...

Could be kind of true though. But not anymore. There's no need anymore to be extremely worried about me.

I was cleaning up the rest bit of the flower from yesterday. Let's say Antonio and I got a bit too lazy to go clean up further, so now I'm doing it. It wasn't very much anymore. Most of the flower was already gone.

I was done cleaning the walls. Good, it was all sparkling again. I looked a bit around through the kitchen, trying to spot some more flower that was left over.

After cleaning the house, I got hungry and walked over to the fridge to see if we had something to eat or anything. Hm...tomatoes, juice, milk, whipped cream and strawberries... how lame.

I was up to close the door of the fridge again, until my eyes fell on the whipped cream.

Whipped cream...

I stared at it some more, before grabbing it. I stared at it some more, getting some kind of...ideas in my head.

I wanted to place it back, but I didn't. Instead I also took the strawberries and took it along the whipped cream with me. I was looking for something more to prepare some stuff...

''Lovino, I'm home!''

...

No answer.

Antonio looked confused around himself, wondering where the hell I was. He had just gotten home and usually I would be there to greet him.

He walked a bit more around the living room and stopped at the table. He spotted a small piece of paper on the table and picked it up to read it.

''Come to the bedroom.''

Antonio furrowed his brows. The bedroom?

He put away the piece of paper again and did as it says, going upstairs to the bedroom.

''Lovi, are you in here? The letter said that I should-''

He didn't finish. His eyes just widened and he felt silent as he saw me on the bed. I was laying down on the bed... n...naked. I had covered myself in whipped cream and here and there placed a strawberry on top of me.

Antonio was speechless. Not a word could come from his mouth, until a smirk spread across his face.

...I... I have never done something like this before. I swear. I-I don't know what came up to my mind what makes me go... daring like this. Yeah, I think that may be the right word. I don't know.

He stepped towards me, slow. Slowly he took off his own clothes, smirking at me as he crawled towards me on the bed.

''Look at you, all dirty and delicious-looking, maybe we should clean you up...'' His face came closer to mine. ''...Lovi.'' And moved down to my neck.

A small gasp escaped my mouth as lips were attached against my neck, kisses getting pressed down against the skin. I couldn't bring out a word.

He kept on kissed and sucking down, until he had reached a bit of the whipped cream. He licked my chest, licking away the whipped cream and gave a few nips here and there.

Soon he had found my nipples (which were also covered in whipped cream) and started to lick and suck them clean.

I shivered and let out a small gasp and moan.

He looked back up to me again, looking at me in the eyes. There was some whipped cream shown on his cheek and he reached for my hand. He lifts it up and brought it to his own cheek, wiping it off with one of my fingers and licked it afterwards while keep eye contact with me.

I couldn't help but let out a moan at this and licked my lips lustful.

He smirked at me, his eyes still locking with mine before going further with what he was doing. He bend down again, licking and (slightly) sucking every part of my body that was covered in the whipped cream. And eat a strawberry in the meanwhile.

I moaned and gasped. Shivers of pleasure going up to my spine.

A hand went up to my inner thigh, lifting one of my legs up. I felt his mouth sucking against my skin there, making a hidden hickey.

''To think...'' My leg got lift up higher and got rest on Antonio's shoulder. ''...You even covered yourself up here.''

I felt a hand getting wrapped around my (already hard) member and Antonio just stared at me, smirking.

''W-Well, I- ah-'' I got cut off as I fell a sudden lick on the tip.

Again (or rather still), Antonio just stared at me, smirking before giving my length a few more licks, licking it clean.

I clutched the sheet with one hand as a hot mouth welcomed my erection by lightly sucking on it. I hissed from the many pleasure and gripped onto Antonio's curly hair with my other hand, wanting him to take more of it in.

And that is what he did.

I lost it all as he started to deep throat me. I tugged on his hair more and he groaned in return.

''Antonio...I-'' I was close, but then he just had to pull away.

''Not just yet, Lovino.'' He chuckled and I glared in response. He chuckled once more before rubbing circles with his thumb on my thighs. ''I was always told not to play with food, but...it seems I couldn't quite help myself.''

I felt something wet and kind of sticky prodding against my hole, slowly it got pushed inside. A light groan and small gasp escaped my lips as I felt a second finger joining.

''Antonio, what are you- ah- using?''

''Hm?'' He looked up from what he was doing and tilted his head lightly. ''What do you think, Lovino?''

What do you think...he asks. It couldn't be lube, that was for sure. Wait...he couldn't be-

''Whipped cream!?''

''Bingo!''

''Don't 'bingo' me! That's fucking disgusting and hnng...-'' I got cut off as a third one entered me. The fingers got spread and he started to stretch me. As he deemed I was prepared enough, he pulled them out again. Coating the whipped cream with his own erection, he lined it with my hole, starting to enter me slow.

I bit my bottom lip a bit. Not because it hurt, no. I just had always to get used to the feeling of being filled.

''Ready?'' He asked, looking at me as he panted lightly.

''Yeah.''

He gave a nod in respond and slowly started to move, picking up a slow pace.

''Ah...Lovi, you feel so good.''

''Hnn, y-yeah, you too...ah, g-go faster, please.'' We both moaned and panted. He had his hands on both my hips and I had clutched the sheet beneath me, having wrapped my legs loosely around him.

Soon Antonio had pick up his thrusts in a more faster and deeper movement. Moans of pleasure escaped my lips and leftovers of whipped cream was melting down from my hot body to the sheets.

''Antonio...hah... oh god, Antonio-'' I panted, moaned. I felt close, oh so close. I guess Antonio felt the same way since he grunted in respond and his thrusts grew sloppier, stroking my erection.

I moaned loudly and almost screamed as he hit something inside me, making feel light headed and I eventually came. Antonio followed me not much later, after a few thrusts he came as well, riding out his orgasm.

We both panted and he went lent lying down beside me.

''We should...clean ourselves up...'' The Spaniard panted. I tried to catch some air to speak back.

''Y-Yeah...we should.''

''...Lovi?''

''Yeah?''

''I love you.''