A/N: Just for you guys to know, Lovino is turning 18. the five of them, Antonio, Gilbert, Francis and Lovino are seniors in their school. And Joao is 23.

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"You said you could, r-right? Um, distract me?" You ask, your heart pounding on your chest, your eyes locked on the floor.

"This is the most unromantic confession I've heard, come on." Joao says, his cheerful voice brought goose bumps to your skin.

"Nevermind, forget what I said," you say hurriedly, and move to open the door again.

"Wait just a second. Deus, you move faster than a mouse." He says and you actually stop from moving and you put your arms at your back. He still looks pretty relaxed in his chair as he observes you; you heat up as you see his eyes lock onto you. You lean back at the door and looked at the floor again.

"It's just that, earlier this morning, I was going to tell him how I feel, but he started freaking out and then I starting freaking out and the whole thing went downhill." You prattle. "And then I realized…you were right. I'm like 2 seconds away from ruining everything and I don't know how to keep my mouth shut so if you can help me at all then please."

Joao turns his chairs as he gestures something to you. Your feet suddenly become rooted down the floor, unable to move.

"Come here." He commands, which gets you moving. You stop a few steps near his chair, but he gestures you closer. Panic rises to your chest as you walk a little bit more to him, completely unable to tell where he wants you to be. Until he pats his thigh.

"I'm no-not sitting on your lap!" you yell quietly, moving a step backward. He just grins and chuckles. "alrighty then, menino." He says as he leans back at his chair, crossing his legs. "But I don't know how I'll distract you if you don't let me do my job."

You think it over again; the flood of relief almost feels overwhelming. You had been thinking that he'll force you to do it and you couldn't handle how embarrassing that would be.

"It's not that…well, maybe we could you know, just talk? I didn't even know Antonio had a brother, and it's weird because I've been his best friend ever since. I kind of don't know anything about you." You say nervously as your eyes shift on something else. You notice a guitar case near his bed, and also a keyboard on his desk. There are also a lot of books about art and music; you were almost interested in knowing those about him. You walk to his book case, and start to fiddle with his books.

"Heh, Ask away, little boy." He agrees as he leans more on his computer chair. He was staring right at you and you wished you hadn't done that because now you can't stop thinking the fact that he's so legitimately… cute. You turn away from him and took out a book to protect yourself from staring at him. You open the book, and saw a lot of pictures about famous painters and musicians.

This was such a bad idea, you think. You're pretty sure there's not a single thing you and Joao have in common about, But you realize there's an opportunity right in front of you and so you grab it.

"I never knew you were in to art. That is actually kind of amazing. Do you paint? Are those painting in the living room you—"

You jump because Joao's hand slowly slides its way to your stomach, his chest lightly presses against your back, and his chin resting on your shoulders. You didn't even hear him get out of his chair, much less walk over to you. His other hand rests on your hip and you cuss audibly.

"You came to my bedroom at the middle of the night, little boy. I think you know what will happen. You start acting all cute and say you just want to talk? Haha, if I didn't know any better, I think you were trying to seduce me."

Your heartbeat is racing and you open your mouth but nothing came out. No one has touched you like this and it feels forbidden and amazing. Joao's chest is warm against your back, you could feel his breathe ghost around your ears. He gently turns you around and puts a finger at your chin to lift your face until you're looking right at him.

"I..ah…I wasn't!" you say quietly. "I …I don't even know how. God...I haven't…even kissed anyone."

"There you go again," he replies. "You're pro at this, little boy."

He leans down near you, and you feel yourself lean down as well. His eyes are hypnotizing you, somewhere in your mind tells you to push him away and put a stop to this, but you are mostly looking at his beautiful mouth feeling more than thinking that you are seconds away from your first kiss.

An electric jolt goes straight down your tummy as he closes the gaps and suddenly his mouth is soft and warm as yours. He locks his arms around you waist as you struggle to imitate his movements. He nips at your lower lip and you gasp he slips his tongue past your lips, slick and warm as it pass along yours. You hold onto his shoulders and your legs starting to feel like jelly. Your thoughts are a bit fuzzy, but you find it funny that he was able to make you sit on his lap after all.

"Um, wha—"you stammer, as he begins to carry you up and gently throws you on his bed. He slowly removed your shirt and drags his bare hands over your skin. You stare at his eyes, and feel rather calm about it. There was a heated desire over his actions; he brings his one hand to tilt your head to the other side, exposing your throat. He slowly leans down and started sucking your jawline. You can't help but gasp the warmth of his mouth on your throat makes you feel fire all over. You are completely terrified he's going to realize you're hard already, everything was moving too fast and the walls around you are spinning.

He stopped and looked at you for a moment; his eyes are full with lust and desire. He gently slips his hand in your pants, but you gently push it off.

"Wait, wait. Stop…it's too fast, Im sorry." You say at last. You don't say anything at the moment; you try and catch your breath and clear your head. Joao was breathing heavily too. He gently bumps his forehead against yours and chuckles quietly.

"Im sorry, little boy." He says.

"No…It was good. But it was a little bit fast…I can't, im sorry." You say, trying to explain.

"Oh come on, don't apologize! You're making me feel like a vilão." He grumbles as he slowly sit up, fixing his hair with one hand. Without his body heat, you could almost feel cold and exposed; you almost wished you hadn't said anything at all to stop him.

"Can…you uh…" you say nervously. You can't seem to say it, but right now you got his full attention.

"Hm?" he waits for a long pause.

"Can you uh, just k-kiss me…again?" you finally ask, blushing with embarrassment. He chuckles and bumps his forehead against yours again.

"Since you asked so nicely…" he closes his eyes and kisses you soft and slow, your heart racing just like last time. He catches your bottom lip between his own and moves his mouth hotly against yours. You curl your fingers on his shirt; you lean at him harder than you anticipated. You two stay liplocked for a long time before he pulls back, and then you two lie down together on the bed. The silence almost feels comfortable to you, but after few moments, you feel like you should say something. You shift your head to look at him; locking your eyes at his face.

"Um, Joao?..." you say as quiet as mouse. He didn't respond, you didn't notice his eyes were completely shut and his breathing has completely changed. You glance at the clock and notice how long the silence you spent with him, and one thing you find that falling asleep quickly runs in the Carriedo family. You sit up and lean on the side of the bed, gently scratching you head. You steal a glance on Joao, examining him closely on his face. You didn't notice he has little freckles across the bridge of his nose, you smile tenderly as you lean down more to have a good look on his face.

Undecidedly, you slip your hand on his cheek as your eyes devour his features greedily. You move your fingers to his chin, gently rubbing your thumb on his lips. You started to zone out again, you let your head fall down on the chest of the man who gave you your first kiss.

A/N: the scene was not that inappropriate...was it? Changed the rating just in case.

wow look at me writing these kind of stuffs woooow

deus = God

Menino = boy

vilao = villain

thank you google translator!

anyways, anyone interested in working this fic with me? i actually don't know how to continue this, any suggestions can help too!