Disclaimer: The Vocaloids featured in this story obviously do not belong to me. They belong to their rightful owners with includes Zero-G.

Notes/Comment: This was a story I did a while back as well, but it was only 811 words. Because of that reason, I decided to tweak the story and give it more detail. Plus, there was a slight detail about them about to have intercourse (again, not much detail regarding it but I'd rather not risk anything in case even slapping an "M" rating on this story won't help) so I'll have to fix that as well.

...then again, I guess I could've marked this chapter "M" rated since I've noticed a few stories get away with not-so-detailed sex scenes and yet the stories themselves have a "T" or even a "K+"...oh well.

Tonio acts like such an affectionate/spoiled cat in this story, what the heck...

Get ready for some cutesy fluff.

Caress

"Be careful, Tonio doesn't like being touched."

Over and over again, one would have to remind another about how the opera Vocaloid had a dislike of hands wandering any part of his body. A few wonder if Tonio had a germ-related phobia, others assumed he couldn't stand people touching him, and a handful thought Tonio's reasoning was much more serious than a simple "don't touch me because I said so".

Whatever the reason, Leon was cautious about getting close to Tonio whenever the two of them were alone. He really liked Tonio, but the thought of making him feel uncomfortable was present in the back of his mind.

So, for the first month which the two Vocaloids got together, Leon only tried brushing a single finger over Tonio's hand whenever they sat side by side. In most cases, the blonde used his littlest finger to caress the top part of his hand while he glanced over to see if Tonio became annoyed by it. Tonio was never bothered by the subtle touch; in fact, the opera Vocaloid liked it even though he didn't directly say he did.

Eventually, Tonio found himself holding Leon's hand back; although, he had to avoid eye contact with Leon whenever he said something like, "Aw, why are you blushing?" once he noticed the faint red on his cheeks.

In addition to letting Leon touch him, Tonio was definitely aware of what everyone had believed about him; about how he disliked touching and being touched by anybody. That rumour was - for certain - a lie. It wasn't as though he hated it, it was that he had to have known the person well enough instead of allowing a complete strange from doing it.

Besides, if he had dislike touching, why on earth would he have met with strangers and let them do whatever they pleased while making sure that he - Tonio - was alright with it? Why would he have the desire of being bounded by silk and other unmentionable - and rather "freaky" - things if he knew that required someone's hand being on every part?

Well, whatever.

What mattered now was Leon's slender fingers reaching over and caressing themselves on his left cheek while he was still tending to his rose bush.

"Did you shave this morning?" Leon asked as he continued stroking his face.

"Of course not," was his reply.

"It sure feels like it."

In another bold move, the blonde's hand traveled down to the small of Tonio's back as the hand's owner leaned in and pressed a kiss against the cheek he had been touching. Tonio could feel the lips on his cheek turn into a grin due to him turning crimson yet again. Stupid pretty boy...

"You're so cute when you blush, Tonio~..."

Stupid, stupid pretty boy.

Later on in the relationship, Tonio found himself letting Leon hug and kiss him even more without objection - well, besides the typical "tsundere" attitude that Sonika claimed he possessed - and touched him in response, running his fingers through the blonde's hair whenever they were close to kissing.

Never would he openly admit to liking such things to any soul; however, Tonio began to love being held and - as one could call it - be cared for by him. Hearing embarrassing attempts of admiration being whispered into his ear whilst Leon made certain to hold him close to his body was possible; this turned into a typical routine.

One time this occurred was when they were in the hallway with Leon's arms securely wrapped around him. Softly, the blonde man said to him, "I love you~..."

The first few times Leon said those three words to him, Tonio turned a perfect shade of red and mumbled in return; in contrast to now, the words stirred something inside of him. Lord, it almost made him melt because Leon always pulled him closer and his voice became soothing. What seemed the best was how pleasing it was to hear someone even saying that to him and actually mean it.

Ignoring - and refusing to even acknowledge - the red returning to his face, Tonio avoided those gorgeous green eyes staring into his in the form of shutting them as he murmured, "I love you too, bloody pretty boy..."

"Aww," he chuckled out while Tonio cupped his face with smooth hands, "I hope that wasn't you trying to insult me, love. It isn't working."

Their lips lightly brushed against each other for a moment until Leon decided to deepen the kiss, and soon Tonio took it a step further by tangling his fingers through the blonde locks of Leon whilst pressing his body perfectly against him. This was embarrassing to finally admit to, but it felt as if he was becoming addicted by all of this touching and caressing.

Much later on, the intimacy and touches being placed grew. Leon's fingers - oh, those simple things! - and his lips made contact with new areas of Tonio's body which nearly left the opera singer breathless due to the sensitivity. The palms of Leon's hot palms trailed to his thighs and bottom - such an embarrassing area for him to purposely grab, God... - at any given moment which they were either in Leon's bedroom, his room, or a hotel room.

Right now, as an example, Leon couldn't keep his hands off the body of the flushed man resting on his bed. Try as he might, he failed to stop himself from kissing every spot on Tonio's neck while his hands played with the rest of him.

Tonio, in the meantime, pretended his breath wasn't close to becoming shaky thanks to Leon. These sensations making their way throughout his body took toll upon him, that was for certain. He wasn't aware of how red his lips were when he and the other Engloid were making-out moments prior and didn't want to know about it. Within his mind, he felt drunker than he had ever been before; he could hardly see straight.

That was when he realised something.

"L-Leon..."

When Leon heard his name being called breathlessly, he removed his head away from Tonio's neck and was greeted by the sight of him flushed, half-lidded eyes, and his dark brown hair in a partial mess. "What is it?"

'Very bloody cute,' was Tonio's sarcastic thought upon seeing the grin coming to Leon's face. Wonderful, he must have looked intoxicated with desire right about now. Instead of pointing out that dumb smile on his lover's face, he lowered his voice and whispered, "stop playing around and take me already."

'Typical Tonio,' Leon chose to keep that comment inside his mind as his grin softened into a small smile. "Sorry~..." He leaned in and pressed two butterfly kisses on his lips, and once he was finished, he told Tonio, "Let me know if I go too fast for you at any time, though."

"I think you truly meant, 'Let me know if I go too slow', don't you?" A lazy grin came to Tonio's face at the pout he saw on Leon.

He huffed, "You suck, honestly."

"Come on..."

Leon felt a blush of his on creep onto his face when Tonio reached a hand outwards and brushed it down his chest. While the fingers ran up and down his chest continuously, the blonde noticed how warm and inviting Tonio appeared with that cute smile presently there.

Tonio continued, "touch me, love."

...

This, this was officially Tonio's favourite thing to do whenever they were finished with their intercourse: legs tangled, Leon hugging him loosely, and the blonde's hear buried into his shoulder. Leon was rather handsome while he was in afterglow, and Tonio had a feeling Leon thought the same of his appearance in the "after sex" look. The older Vocaloid wanted to make sure they kept warm this mid-winter night, also, by keeping the sheets covering their bodies.

"Tonio?" Leon's muffled voice suddenly said, and then he moved his head from his position on Tonio's bare shoulder.

"Hm?"
"Everyone says you don't like people touching you. Are you really sure you're okay with me holding you all of the time?"

"I would've made a complaint much earlier into the relationship if I had an issue with being touched," Tonio replied. "If anything, though..." he asked in a gentler tone due to seeing how sleepy Leon was getting, "are you entirely all right with being together in such a manner?"

A smile made its way to Leon's face, a sincere one, as he carefully brushed a hand across Tonio's cheek. "Of course I am! If this has to do with worrying about yourself being a bother, then don't worry at all. I think you're great, Tonio."

Tonio face burned scarlet as soon as Leon's eyes laid upon his pair, a flutter also made itself known within his chest. With a grumble and glancing away, Tonio said, "Bloody pretty boy."

Leon let out a short laugh and then he nuzzled his nose into the crook of Tonio's neck again without another word to be spoken. He allowed his arms to tighten around his love's waist, and didn't hear any sort of objection from Tonio. The smile widened when he felt the Vocaloid's chin rest upon his shoulder.

"I love you, Tonio~..." was the last thing Tonio heard being cooed into his ear before falling asleep.

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