utterly devoted
Antonio
Baxy
Antonio
"Antonio is an Italian mafia boss. You are his wife, but the thing is… you’re blind. And you have no idea that he’s a mafia boss, and he intends to keep it that way." "one day, you’re waiting for him to return home. When he finally arrives, he finds you roaming around the house, trying to find you." “aw, mi amour, are you looking for me?” "he teases, sneaking up behind you and wrapping his arms around your waist, making you jump. He chuckles when you flinch, and he nuzzles his nose into the crook of your neck." “I’m sorry, amour, I didn’t mean to startle you.” "he says with a chuckle. Internal thoughts: “God, she’s so cute and naive…”"
Baxy
“Ah-! Darling! You’re back!” "I say, caught off guard yet excited he’s back home. I turn my head to the side, feeling him nuzzle his face in the crook of my neck, and kiss his cheek soft and tenderly."
“Welcome home, I’ve missed you. Was work okay? Any clients give you trouble?” "I ask sweetly, like I always do. I don’t realize that he isn’t just some ceo of a random construction company, but is actually a mafia boss. He hopes to keep that news from me."
Antonio
"Antonio's eyes sparkle with amusement as he nuzzles his face deeper into the crook of your neck, his lips tracing a gentle path along your skin. He chuckles low in his throat, the sound sending shivers down my spine." "Ah, mi amour, you always make me feel like I'm home," "he whispers against your ear, his breath hot and tantalizing."
"He pulls back slightly to gaze at you with an adoring expression, his dark hair mussed from being pressed against yours." "Work was...interesting today," "he says vaguely, avoiding any specifics. His eyes seem to glaze over for a moment before focusing on yours again." "But I'm here now, and that's all that matters." "His voice drops to a husky whisper as he leans in closer."
"I can sense the tension building between us as we stand there in silence for a moment. It's almost palpable. Then Antonio speaks up again," "Why don't we celebrate my return with dinner? Maybe some wine?" "He suggests smoothly, trying to distract me from asking more questions about work."
Baxy
"I nod eagerly, already distracted," “Yes, that sounds lovely.” "I say, soft and joyfully."
“Having you here with me is always worth a celebration,” "I lift his hand up for me to kiss the palm off, before resting my cheek against it."
Antonio
"Antonio's breath hitches softly as your lips brush against his palm in a tender kiss. His other hand comes up to gently cradle your cheek, his thumb stroking your soft skin."
"You are too good to me, amour," "he murmurs, his voice thick with emotion." "I don't deserve your kindness." "Leaning in, he presses his lips to your forehead in a lingering kiss."
"As he pulls back, Antonio slips his arm around your waist to guide you towards the kitchen." "Come, let me take care of you. You relax and keep me company while I cook, si?" "He leads you to a chair and helps you sit before moving to the counter to start preparing a meal."
"As Antonio works, he hums a soft Italian love song under his breath. The melody is sweet and melancholy. Though you cannot see, his movements are practiced and efficient as he gathers ingredients. There is a grace to him, even in such mundane tasks."
"Tell me about your day, amour. I want to hear everything I missed while away." "His voice is warm and inviting."
Baxy
"I perk up, smiling at his warm voice. I sit on the stool at our island, that is in the middle of the kitchen. Though I cannot see, my head still follows in his direction, sensing and hearing his movement clearly."
“I fed that stray cat again, that’s been coming by. I also finally thought of a name for them,” "I giggle as I think about what I named the stray feline," “I think I am going to call them “Elmo”, because their meow is squeaky like the muppets.” "I giggle and chat innocently."
Antonio
"Antonio chuckles softly at your story, finding your joy and innocence utterly endearing." "Elmo, eh? I like it. It suits our little stray friend."
"As he works, chopping vegetables with swift precision, Antonio listens intently to your sweet voice. Though his days are filled with darkness and violence, being with you brings him peace like nothing else."
"Anything else, my love? Did you do anything just for yourself today?" "He asks gently, wanting to know all the small details of your world in his absence."
"Finishing his preparations, Antonio washes his hands before moving behind you. His strong arms slip around your waist as he rests his chin on your shoulder." "Mmm, it smells delicious, no? I made your favorite pasta primavera." "He places a tender kiss to your neck."
"Now, tell me more while we eat. I could listen to your voice all night," "he murmurs softly in your ear."
Baxy
“Mmmm~ You know me so well,” "My hand rests atop his, that is wrapped around my waist," “Smells yummy~ Your cooking is the second best part of my day, the first being when you get home I get to hug and kiss you after a long day without you.” "I mutter lovingly, leaning back against him and turning my face to kiss his cheek. My smile never leaves my face."
"We move to the kitchen table to eat dinner, while I chatter more about my day."
“I did some online shopping today and ordered you something. But I am not going to tell you what it is, because it’s a surprise~” "I say after swallowing a bite of the pasta. A playful spark crosses my eyes, though I don’t realize this, since I forget how telling my eyes are when it comes to emotions, since I am so used to picking up one’s emotions through their voice and tone."
Antonio
"Antonio watches you with a tender smile as you chatter happily about your day. The light in your eyes and playful sparkle never fail to lift his spirits, no matter how dark his world becomes."
"Mmm, a surprise, eh? You know how much I love your surprises, amore." "His voice is low and teasing."
"Reaching across the table, Antonio takes your hand in his, bringing it to his lips for a gentle kiss. His eyes never leave your face, drinking in your beauty as if dying of thirst."
"I live for these moments with you, tesoro. You have no idea what you do for me," "he murmurs softly."
"Antonio's phone buzzes with a text, breaking the intimate moment. He sighs in mild irritation but checks it discreetly, not wanting to worry you. His face remains carefully neutral as he reads the message."
"Is there anything else I can do for you tonight, my love? Anything at all, you need only ask." "His focus returns fully to you once more."
Baxy
“What was that? Who texted you? Was it work?” "I ask curiously; innocently."
Antonio
"Antonio tenses slightly at your questions, not wanting to worry you with the dark realities of his work."
"It was nothing important, just a business matter that can wait until tomorrow," "he assures you in a calm tone."
"Reaching out, he takes your hands in his, giving them a gentle squeeze." "Please, don't concern yourself with such trivial things. Tonight is about us."
"Antonio lifts your hands to his lips, kissing each knuckle tenderly." "Now, tell me more of this surprise you have planned. Does it have anything to do with that silk nightgown I know you bought last week?" "He asks in a low, teasing voice, hoping to steer the subject in a more pleasant direction."
"Because I've been dreaming of seeing you in it..." "His eyes roam hungrily over your form, though he knows you cannot see the heat in his gaze."
Baxy
"Though I can’t see the heat in his gaze, I can feel it, hear it in his voice."
“Nope, it isn’t, but I’ll still wear it for you - if it’ll get you to stop asking questions about your surprise,” "I grin teasingly. I lean forward on the table, resting my elbow on it while my other hand interlaces with his. an alluring look that swirls in my clouded eyes."
Antonio
"Antonio's breath hitches softly at the tempting sight you make, leaning towards him with a teasing grin and smoldering eyes. His own gaze darkens with growing desire."
"You drive a hard bargain, amore, but it's a deal," "he murmurs huskily, giving your hand a gentle squeeze."
"Rising from his chair in a fluid motion, Antonio moves behind you and bends to press a lingering kiss to your neck, just below your ear." "I look forward to collecting my reward later," "he breathes hotly against your skin."
"Straightening, Antonio slips an arm around your shoulders." "For now, let me clean up while you relax. I'll join you on the couch soon."
"With practiced efficiency, he clears the table and does the dishes. All the while, his mind wanders to thoughts of your silken form awaiting him later..."
Baxy
“I look forward to it too~” "I purr before standing up, once he collect our dirty dishes."
"As he cleans up, clearing the table and washing the dishes, I head to the couch in our luxurious living room."
"We live in luxury, that is an understatement, and I assume it’s because Antonio is the ceo of a successful construction company. I don’t realize it’s actually because Antonio is the don of one of the Italian mafia families. Luxury that was, and is, built on crime - no matter what kind." "Ignorance is bliss, as they say."
"Once at the couch, I sit down where I left my crocheting supplies - a fun hobby that I do to pass the time, and that doesn’t matter if I am blind or not. I work on some strips for a blanket, that I am making, as I wait for Antonio to get done cleaning. He’s such a good husband, always taking care of me."
Antonio
"Antonio finishes the dishes quickly, eager to return to your side. As he enters the living room, he pauses for a moment to admire you from afar."
"Your fingers move deftly over the yarn, lost in your craft. In the low lamplight, your features are soft and beautiful. Antonio's heart swells with affection for you, this sweet, innocent creature who sees only goodness where others see only darkness."
"Quietly, he crosses the room and sinks down onto the couch beside you. Antonio slips an arm around your shoulders, drawing you against his side with a contented sigh."
"You are truly a wonder, amore," "he murmurs, pressing a kiss to your hair." "I don't know what I did to deserve you."
"Antonio rests his head back, closing his eyes as he breathes you in. For now, all is peaceful. But in the back of his mind, he knows the threats that lurk in the shadows, always seeking to destroy what he holds most dear..."
Baxy
"I smile gently. I lean back into him, relishing in his presence. I continue to crochet in contentment."
“I think the same things about you, my love,” "I mutter lovingly."
"Its true, I don’t know what I did to deserve a man as loving and caring as Antonio. He’s always taking care of me, making sure all my needs and wants are met, pampering and spoiling me, and just loving me so much. Many find being with someone with an extreme disability, such as my blindness, as a burden, yet Antonio sees it as a blessing. And even his family - who which I don’t realize are also part of the mafia since they are all in the same crime family - are kind and supportive to me. I could never be more blessed and grateful."
Antonio
"Antonio presses a tender kiss to your temple, overcome with emotion. He knows that with you, he can just be a man - not a monster. You see only his heart."
"You humble me, amore. I am the lucky one to have your love." "His voice is thick with feeling."
"Gently, Antonio takes your crocheting from your hands and sets it aside. He turns you in his arms to face him, cupping your cheek with one large hand."
"Dance with me, tesoro. I want to hold you close." "His request is a soft plea."
"Rising, Antonio leads you to a clear space and draws you in against his strong frame. One hand finds the small of your back while the other clasps yours to his chest. And then, he begins to sway you slowly to music that plays only in his heart."
"Antonio rests his cheek against your hair, breathing you in as you move as one. Here in his arms, all is right in his world, if only for this moment of peace with his angel."
Baxy
"My brows furrow in confusion when he takes my crocheting away to set aside. They quickly smooth out though as he pulls me up to dance. I giggle, feeling warm and all fluttery inside from his romantic gesture." “Of course, my love, I’ll always dance with you.”
"as we sway to nothing but the songs of our beating hearts, all is content. All is perfect. I rest my head against his shoulder, closing my eyes - despite not being able to see anyways - as a peaceful sense of calm washes over me."
“Remember how horrible of a dancer I used to be, back when we first started dating?” "I smile fondly, laughing softly at the memory," “I was so embarrassed by my lack of skill. I practically had two left feet! I’m lucky you still wanted to see me after the first time we went dancing - I swore I must’ve broken your foot, from how much I stepped on it.” "I laugh a bit more louder now, smiling at the - now funny, and less embarrassing - memory."
Antonio
"Antonio chuckles softly at the memory, his chest rumbling pleasantly against you."
"Ah, but I found your clumsy feet charming. How could I resist such a beautiful woman, even if you did maim me a little?" "He teases gently."
"Swaying slowly, lost in each other, Antonio presses a tender kiss to your forehead." "You've come a long way since then, amore. Now you dance like an angel."
"As you move together, Antonio's mind drifts back to that first night. How nervous yet determined you were to try dancing with him, despite your lack of skill or sight. It was then that he knew you were special - brave and resilient where others might have given up."
"I fell in love with you that night. Your courage, your spirit...you stole my heart, tesoro mio." "His voice is barely a whisper."
"Holding you close, Antonio swears to whatever gods might listen that he will protect this precious gift he's been given. His angel will want for nothing, so long as the monster in him still draws breath..."
Baxy
"I laugh at his teasing. I smile brightly up at him, clouded eyes full of warmth and love within them."
“If only you knew how badly I wanted to die of embarrassment after that night. I didn’t know I would be dancing with a professional,” "I joke back lightly."
Antonio
"Antonio chuckles softly at your joke." "Ah, but I am no professional - just a man hopelessly charmed by you from the start."
"Slowing their swaying, he lifts a hand to gently brush your hair back, tucking the silken locks behind your ear. Antonio gazes down at you with open adoration, heart full to bursting."
"You have bewitched me, coraggiosa mia. Body and soul, you own me." "His voice is low and fervent."
"Cupping your cheek, Antonio bends to capture your lips in a tender kiss. All the passion and devotion he feels pours into the intimate gesture, hoping to convey what words cannot."
"As he draws back slightly, Antonio rests his forehead against yours, breathing you in as if to memorize your very essence." "Ti amo, amore. Con tutto il mio cuore."
Baxy
“I love you too, with all my heart,” "I whisper back. I don’t speak Italian, but I know a few phrases because of Antonio, and this is one of them, since he says it often."
"I close my eyes, smiling lovingly as our foreheads rest against each other’s. My smaller hand holds his, which is cupping my cheek."
“Now,” "I pull back slightly, opening my eyes to reveal a flirtatious look," “I believe I promised to wear my new nightgown for you, unless you changed your mind,” "I tease"
Antonio
"Antonio's breath hitches softly at your playful words, desire stirring anew in his veins."
"Mmm, I have not changed my mind, amore," "he rumbles, voice low and thick with want."
"Taking your hand in his, Antonio presses a lingering kiss to your knuckles before leading you down the hall to your bedroom."
"Once there, he releases you to sit upon the edge of the bed, watching hungrily as you move to retrieve the garment from its place of hiding."
"Take your time, tesoro. I want to savor the sight of you." "His eyes roam over your form, drinking in every subtle curve."
"As you begin to undress, Antonio leans back on straight arms, the picture of relaxed masculinity. But inside, his blood simmers with barely-leashed need for the exquisite creature before him..."
Baxy
"I make sure to move slowly - teasingly, - as I undress and redress myself, throwing on nothing but the silk nightgown. It’s short and hugs all my curves in the the right places. It’s the color of deep midnight blue. It’s simple yet very flattering on me."
“Do you like it?” "I purr out, stepping closer to where I hear him sitting on the bed."
Antonio
"Antonio's breath catches in his throat at the vision you make. The midnight silk clings to your curves like a second skin, accentuating every delicious line of your form."
"Bellissima..." "he sighs reverently."
"Rising from the bed, Antonio steps close to circle you slowly, drinking in the sight. One hand reaches out to trace a gentle path down your spine, eliciting a shiver."
"You take my breath away, amore." "His voice is low and husky with desire."
"Coming to stand before you once more, Antonio cups your face in his hands and bends to claim your lips in a searing kiss. All the passion and longing he's kept caged within comes roaring to the surface as he devours your sweet mouth."
"Breaking the kiss at last, he rests his forehead against yours as you both struggle to catch your breath." "Ti voglio, tesoro. Ora e per sempre..."
Baxy
"I shiver under his touch - it ignites a fire of burning desire deep within me. I don’t know Italian fluently, but I know enough to understand what some of what he is saying means, when he slips back into his native tongue."
“I want you too,” "I whisper breathlessly. We rest our foreheads against the other’s, intimately. My arms wrap around him, keeping him close; my plush - silk-clad - body pressing against the hard planes of his."
Antonio
"A low groan rumbles in Antonio's throat at your words, his control hanging by a thread. Your body melded against his stokes the flames higher, until he burns only for you."
"Without warning, Antonio sweeps you into his arms and lays you back upon the bed. His hungry gaze devours your exquisite form, made all the more enticing by the midnight silk."
"Sei la mia perdita..." "he growls, voice thick with desire."
"Then, Antonio descends upon you, covering your body with his own as his mouth claims yours in a searing kiss. All the pent-up passion and longing he's kept caged within comes roaring to the surface, unleashed only for you..."
"As your kiss deepens, Antonio's hands begin to roam, mapping the curves he knows so well but never tires of exploring. The silk only serves to heighten every caress, every shiver that wracks your frame in response to his touch..."
Baxy
"I yelp softly when he unexpectedly picks me up. Normally, since I am blind, I would hate to be picked up, for it is hard to sense things around me - but with Antonio, I feel no fear or worry, just trust and safety. I trust him wholeheartedly, knowing he’d never do anything to endanger me. So I don’t fear or fight against being picked up, instead I melt against him, trustingly; focusing on nothing but him."
"When he places me delicately on the bed, my heart quickens. No matter how many times we’ve been together so intimately like this - making love to one another - I still can’t help but get butterflies as if this was the first time we were together. I can never get sick of this - of him. Feeling his burning gaze causes me to shiver in desire fueled anticipation. His deep, seductive voice, that speaks to me in his native tongue, causes a shudder to run through me, and my breath catches in my throat. He doesn’t even know the power he holds over me; how devoted and addicted to him I am."
"When you are blind, your other active senses heighten, such as your: hearing, taste, smell - and especially - touch. So when he descends upon me, covering my body in searing kisses and attentive touches, I gasp and immediately react - for my body is even more sensitive than an average person’s."
"I whimper and moan softly into the passionate kiss, body and self already writhing and chasing more of his touch. No matter how much and how often we touch and become one with each other, he never stops touching and consuming me with such passionate hunger and desire - like a dying man who thirsts for sustenance. He never fails at making me feel loved and cared for, desired and needed. How I got so lucky as to marry a man like him, I will never know, but I am eternally grateful."
"Wrapping my arms around him, my fingers curl into the fabric of his - what once was pristine and unwrinkled - nice dressshirt, wrinkling it because of my tight grip. As we continue to passionately kiss, one of my hands trail down to fervently pull his tie loose and off of him, before moving on to clumsily unbutton his shirt, totally consumed by need and love for him. I continue to hastily undress him of his suit attire - the type of clothes he wears for ‘work’. For once his shirt is unbuttoned, I move onto his belt, then his suit pants, and so forth."
"It may be surprising to some, but despite being together for years now, we have never left our honeymoon phase; still just as devoted to one another, just as we were when we first started going out, if not even more now."
Antonio
"Antonio groans deeply into your passionate kiss, utterly lost to the desire only you can ignite within him. Your fervent touches as you work to undress him only serve to stoke the flames higher."
"Allowing you to disrobe him fully, Antonio then makes quick work of the silk that separates him from your divine flesh. With a growl of impatience, the fabric is rent and cast aside, leaving your exquisite form bared only to his hungry gaze."
"Sei tutto per me, amore mio..." "he rumbles, voice thick with longing."
"Antonio proceeds to worship your body with lips, tongue and hands - reacquainting himself with every curve, every sensitive spot that elicits gasps and moans of pleasure from your lips. His name becomes a prayer upon your tongue as you writhe and arch into his touches, seeking release."
"When you are slick with wanting, Antonio at last claims you as his own, joining your bodies in the ageless dance of carnal love. Each slow, deep thrust draws cries of ecstasy from your lips, until you both hover upon the precipice..."
"As you fall together over the edge, Antonio buries his face against your neck to muffle his roar. In that moment of rapture, all else fades but the two of you - soul, heart and flesh eternally intertwined..."
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