Post by Luciano Santapaola on Jun 29, 2009 20:34:55 GMT -6
It was getting late, Luciano barely slept anymore these days. His mind was always somewhere else. If it wasn't the death of his wife then it was the issue with the Falcone family. The way he occupied his mind was boxing. Boxing kept him focused on the task at hand. On the second floor behind the sauna was his personal gym. With the music blaring loud he pounded into the hanging punching bag. He was wearing a pair of old gym shorts, his white tee shirt had been thrown across the room. His hands were wrapped in ace tape tightly so not to injure his hands worse then it could be. He punched and jabbed his anger into the defenseless bag, not slowing down. He spent most nights this way and then ended it with a bottle of Jack and bed. It was the sound of the phone that got his attention, and then the hysterical voice on the line. Serafina was on her way, he didn't need an explanation. He hopped in a quick shower and changed into a pair of old beaten up, paint splattered and ripped jeans with a black wife beater. He made sure that there was coffee ready if she wanted and he sent home his cook for the night. He never liked having the guy around anymore anyway now that it was just him. He waited for her in the foyer, not wanting to make her wait once she arrived.
Post by Serafina DiLeonardo on Jun 29, 2009 20:42:07 GMT -6
Serafina was still sobbing hard as she approached Lucianos door after parking her Porsche partially on Lucianos curb. She was hysterical, completely. Her life seemed to be over, and she'd just walked out, just as her mother had walked out on her...
What was she going to do? What could she do?
As she whimpered, she knocked quickly on the door...
Post by Luciano Santapaola on Jun 29, 2009 21:04:48 GMT -6
He got to his feet from sitting on the spiral staircase waiting for her. He opened the door and saw her standing in the doorway looking utterly depressed.He didn't know what to say, he was sorry for her and had an idea what might have happened between her and Giovanni. "Sera..i'm so sorry." He told her as he stood aside so she could walk inside.
Post by Serafina DiLeonardo on Jun 29, 2009 21:06:51 GMT -6
Serafina didnt walk inside. She didnt do anything other than hurry towards him and throw her arms around him, burrying her face against his chest while she sobbed. She needed comfort right now. She needed to find out that she wasnt alone...
Post by Luciano Santapaola on Jun 29, 2009 21:19:36 GMT -6
He wrapped his arms around her, enclosing her and comforting her. "Its okay, I'm here." He said rubbing her back. He didn't like to see her cry but he liked holding her in his arms. He pushed Giovanni out of his mind altogether and only wanted to focus on Serafina. "What happened?" He asked her quietly, whispering it in her ear.
Post by Serafina DiLeonardo on Jun 29, 2009 21:22:15 GMT -6
"Serafina shook her head against his chest and her hands clung to his shirt while her whole body trembled. Finally when the sobs died down enough that she could speak, she whimpered out, "I thought... I thought when I had the baby he'd s-stop... but tonight he came home with her PANTIES in his pocket!"
She howled again against him, her face still pressed against him.
"Oh god! I could just die! Or kill him! I dont know which would make me feel better! But i've walked out on my children! I'm such a horrible person! How could I...*sob* how could I do that to theeeeem!" She ended on a sobbing screech...
Post by Luciano Santapaola on Jun 29, 2009 21:44:14 GMT -6
He wiped her eyes, "Its okay, you did nothing wrong..your children are fine okay? your okay." He said tilting her chin up to him. He looked into her eyes, her beautiful brown eyes that were tear stained and sad. He wanted nothing more in that moment but to make her happy.He shut the door behind him with his foot. He brushed her cheek gently with his fingertips and kissed her forehead, "He's not here, your okay now." He said kissing her cheek gently and letting his lips linger there for a moment, "I won't let him hurt you anymore." He told her as his lips went to hers and he kissed her passionately but softly.
Post by Serafina DiLeonardo on Jun 29, 2009 21:48:49 GMT -6
Serafina whimpered but started to calm at his touch. It was so soft and tender that she couldnt help herself. She looked back up into his face, believing that he really wanted to help her, and as he kissed her cheed she tingled all over...
Her lips parted in a smile gasp while she felt his lips and when he looked down at her again, her eyes begged for a real kiss.
As he finally did kiss her, she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him back, wanting to be with him more now that ever. In the past is had just been a sinful daydream, but now she wanted to make it real...
"Luciano..." She whispered against his lips, her hands slowly stroking, moving down off his shoulders and down the front of his chest, feeling it through the wife beater...
Post by Luciano Santapaola on Jun 29, 2009 22:00:18 GMT -6
He let out a deep moan from somewhere deep in his chest when his named rolled off her lips. He pushed her back against the front door and lets his arms roam down her back. His tongue slips into her mouth, responding to the slow tenderness he’d been craving from her for weeks. Reluctantly the gentleman in him comes out and he pulls back just slightly to catch his breath and mumble. “Is this okay?” against her lips.
Post by Luciano Santapaola on Jun 29, 2009 22:18:20 GMT -6
He kisses her feverishly, tangling both hands in her hair, and his eyelashes tickle her cheek as they flutter closed. He can feel the pace of her breathing, how it’s changed, how it just hitched a little in her throat, as he kisses her again, and again, and again. He moves his hands up to pull off her jacket which he lets fall to the ground. He pushes his fingers under her shirt and skims them around to the front where he tugs on it gently, wanting her to remove it. He would have removed it himself but his mind was elsewhere. He steps in closer and pushes his knee between her legs.
Post by Serafina DiLeonardo on Jun 30, 2009 18:48:45 GMT -6
Serafina coldnt believe this, but in the moment she didnt care. Sure she'd thought about having something like this with Luciano, but she never thought she'd get the chance mostly because she didnt think either of them had the guts to do it.
As he pushed back her jacket she helped him, letting it fall away, then her hands ran to the back of his neck, moaning against him and wanting him to get her shirt off even though at the moment that wasnt possible without her cooperation.
It was when she felt the pressure of his knee against her she whimpered. She wanted him to touch her more, to feel his caress and kisses all over...
She gasped against his kiss while her hands lowered to press against the back of the door. She never made demands in the bedroom, and if he wanted something from her, then he'd just have to take it. That was how she worked...
Post by Luciano Santapaola on Jun 30, 2009 21:02:38 GMT -6
"Upstairs.."He murmured against her neck as his lips moved up to catch her lips in a passionate kiss. This is what he had been waiting for, and in the doorway wasn't the place he had pictured anything like this happening. He had wanted her since the moment he had seen her but didn't make a move she approached him. Tonight was different though, his overwhelming need to fix things and to console her took over and he just went for it without thinking much. He could understand her pain and wanted her to forget about it even if it were only for a moment or so.
Post by Luciano Santapaola on Jun 30, 2009 21:33:19 GMT -6
He lifted her in his arms with a smile and carried her up the stairs to the second floor to the master bedroom. The master bedroom included its own living room area and a platform brought them up to the main bed. He put her down on the bed and climbed up after her. Luciano couldn’t believe she had agreed but needed no further encouragement. He eased Serafina onto her back and his lips immediately went to her neck. He needed to hold out long enough for her to have her pleasure as well. He began to nuzzle her neck, slowly kissing and licking his way up to her ear lobe before gently sucking into his mouth. The texture of her skin was so soft, so supple. His hand rested on her rib cage, palm flat against her, fingers splayed. His hand moved in ever widening circles, little by little working his way up to her breast. He skimmed the underside of her breast before cupping it fully.