Imagine your OTP making out in a hot tub.
Romano lay down on the marble table and mumbled out an appreciative expletive as scented hands began to caress his back, warm calloused thumbs pressing into the knots of tension. Arrogantly he pushed himself up dislodging the man behind him slightly, who bit back a muffled curse before bowing deeply. A chuckle came for him as the smaller Italian prowled towards the Spaniard and yanked the chain around his neck.
"Follow me bastardo. You will show me respect," he snarled, raking manicured nails down the man's bare chest before forcing him to follow Romano.
"GET OUT!" he bellowed as he entered the baths, terrifying two people so much that they fell into the baths, only to be dragged back out again quickly by their companions. The elder Vargas brother's temper was legendary.
"Master?" the Spaniard asked through gritted teeth with fire burning in his eyes. Romano stepped close to him, keeping tight hold on the chain to stop the man from stepping away from him as he raised hands and held them momentarily there, feeling the muscles under the skin.
Nonchalantly he pushed hard, causing the man to waver on the edge, panic flittering through his eyes as he plummeted backwards and hit the warm water hard. Romano pulled of his towel and jumped in after Antonio before the man surfaced. His dark brown hair was plastered to his head and he was gasping for breath. However without pausing he grabbed hold of Romano and pinned him to the side of the bath and began to kiss him frantically with a greater desire than his desire for air.
"Soon amour. Soon," Romano gasped as a fire began to sear through his veins, called to life by Antonio's searing kisses.
:P My laptop's on the verge of dying so I had to type quickly :D Please tell me what you think! Next update: 28/02/13