Both of them stood on the end of the bed, both waiting for the other to make the first move.
"Lightning sure is slow late in the evening" Francesco remarked.
"Oh I was just afraid you couldn't catch up if I hurried too much" Lightning defended himself. He looked at himself a little, not wearing any pants while Francesco was wearing them. Lightning got really nervous now, trying to tell himself he should trust Francesco. He had seen that Francesco really meant to do no harm, he had seen he really wanted to be his friend. Or be close. Or both. Lightning wasn't sure, only about the fact Francesco cared for him, and so did he for the older Italian.
"Well, Just 'a follow Francesco, Lightning, like you always 'a do, and like you 'a always will" Francesco said, getting back to his cocky attitude, as he walked to his side of the bed.
Lightning shot him another glare, before jumping on his side of the bed, just to be in the bed quicker Francesco. "Do you mind?"
Francesco scoffed "Ah, Lightning you 'a should get some 'a manners, American." Francesco got underneath the sheets and lay down on his side, facing Lightning who was claiming his territory in the large bed. After throwing over and moving all the pillows on his side, Lightning also got underneath the sheets.
"Nice big bed" Lightning said quietly as he turned to Francesco, snuggling up nice between the sheets and pillows. Francesco just smiled at him with still an arrogant attitude, but Lightning left that to be. "Hey, what are you looking at?" The blush still hadn't left his face, taking the few alcohol he had drunk tonight which he was sensitive to, he didn't expect it to leave his face anymore. Lightning was happy enough that he had become calm and everything was taken care of. His night would be perfect, no worries at all. He felt just slightly tipsy, but it was all in a good way right now. He felt comfortable and safe here with Francesco.
In the end, Francesco was more nervous when they got in the bed than Lightning was. Francesco was still careful to not harm their friendship for now. However, seeing Lightning relax in his bed did reassure him some. He kept smiling, wanting to lay his hand on Lightning's beautiful face but resisting that urge. "You are 'a blushing a lot Lightning," Francesco moved a little closer, as close as he could without Lightning backing away. "You 'a don't need to 'a be ashamed with Francesco."
Lightning smiled even more now. He believed Francesco and trusted him. "Oh don't worry I have nothing to be ashamed of," his voice finally sounded completely relaxed and cheerful again like he normally did. It was all fine now, Francesco wanted prove that he could be trusted tonight. Lightning wanted to hug him, but he wanted that all the time this whole day. In his discomfort with all those urges he turned around and laid flat on his back again, sighing loudly.
Francesco noticed how Lightning had to hold back and smiled even more, moving closer to what was clearly Lightning's side of the bed now. "You 'a don't mind if I do this?" Francesco was right beside Lightning and embraced him softly with one arm, as he supported his own head with the other. Lightning gaped at him for a split second, before smiling again with brightly colored cheeks and then he nodded that it was okay. He tried to not look away from Francesco, which Francesco liked. He saw how hard Lightning tried to not turn away in shame, how he tried to look Francesco in the eyes without turning away or wincing, how he became calmer and calmer, and how his beautiful sky blue eyes were melting in his own. Both loved the other's eyes, though they were nearly complete opposites. Francesco's warm and sexy eyes, Lightning's bright and striking eyes.
Without really noticing at all, their faces were only a few inches away from each other after some time. Lightning's eyes closed a little out of a reflex while Francesco's shot a little open, realizing the situation was again escalating, from moving their bodies closer, to the point where their lips were barely touching each other. Lightning's eyes widened a little, wondering what Francesco was thinking about. He didn't seem struck by the situation they were in at all, maybe he even awaited a kiss at this point. His lust got the best of Francesco and he closed his eyes as he started to kiss Lightning's soft reddish cheeks. Lightning was smiling brightly as he carefully placed his hands on Francesco's waist, moving up and down slightly to feel his nicely formed body better.
Francesco's mind was going wild, he loved the softness of Lightning's face so much, he would be able to just kiss his cheek for hours and hours nonstop. His smile, his hair, his body, his lips, he wanted everything. But the trust Lightning had given stopped him. He just satisfied with this for now. Lightning had moaned joyfully as he kissed him, so Francesco gave him one last kiss on his mouth, which he made longer then all others. Both of their eyes were closed, Francesco held Lightning's face with both of his hands as his body was partly on top of Lightning's. Lightning had given in completely, if he would have wanted, Francesco could have made it into his mouth already, but he parted.
Lightning opened his eyes with some confusion but also pouted a little for he wanted even more now. Francesco smiled reassuring at him, stroking his nicely rounded cheeks. "That was 'a your goodnight, sweet dreams kiss, you 'a said you were tired, so let's go to sleep" he said as he ran his hand through Lightning's hair one last time.
Lightning nodded slowly, "Yeah, I suppose you're right… Well, goodnight then" he said as he looked away from Francesco, who was still smiling brightly.
'He can so easily be mine,' Francesco thought. He moved a little down and laid down, half on top of the other racer. He put his arm back around Lightning's waist and lay with his head on Lightning's shoulders. Lightning chuckled a little before embracing the taller Italian, who now really made Lightning look short. Without saying much more, Lightning fell asleep first, while Francesco still had much thoughts circling in his head.
He was well aware that Lightning might be grumpy the next morning, Francesco wasn't sure how easily Lightning would get a hangover, but Lightning also didn't seem like a real morning-person. And they would probably wake up in an awkward position. So Lightning would probably try to leave as soon as he could. Besides, he had heard him mention that he would be flying to London as soon as he could, because he would meet Sally there. Meanwhile, Francesco would fly to London at the very last minute, because he wanted to stay home as long as he could, so he wouldn't see Lightning for a while.
But Francesco always makes up for the time he loses. He was sure of it now, Francesco would win the Gran Prix and he would take Lightning as his prize. Grinning, as he touched his soon-to-be-prize, he as well, fell asleep.
Herpaderp that was it! They see me cockblocking they hating
anyways, I have already begun with a sort-of-sequel, I think I might get the first chapter up friday, or next week, so whoooop, and that might be where stuff gets closer. maaayybeee.
Well, I hope you sort of enjoyed my spam hurr durr
Edit: http: /i43. tinypic. com/ sl4t35. jpg This is the pic I loosely based the second part off, But I were so stupid to forget to add it to the correct chapter *Headdesk*