Just a Bit Bossy

“Look at you,” Raffaele murmured. “You’re fucking gagging for it.”

You had my cock in your mouth,” Ferrara said. “Seeing my ankles shouldn’t make you faint.”

his elbow.

Raffaele looked at him through heavy-lidded eyes. “You’re… earnest,” he said, brushing his thumb over Nate’s cheek. “Genuinely friendly and nice. Warm. People are drawn to you. I don’t like the way they look at you.”

Grinning, Nate leaned down and kissed him softly. “The way they look at me? Just admit you have a jealousy problem.”

“I don’t have a jealousy problem. I have eyes.”

They arrived just as the sun was setting over Lake Como, and Nate stopped, in awe of the sheer beauty of it. The water glittered like diamonds as it reflected the sunset, and the tall mountains surrounding the picturesque lake made him feel incredibly small.

very intelligent asshole, with a very sharp mind and equally sharp tongue

Nate imagined choking Ferrara with his own tie. Vividly.

“I hated you so much, but now everything feels dull without you. Want to see you always.”

“It’s not exactly the job of my dreams,” Nate said. “And you’re a horrible boss. Like, you’re so horrible I sometimes vividly imagine choking you with your own tie.”

“Now that might be love,”

“It’s my fault that you want me to miss you,” Nate stated, shooting him an incredulous look.