Bruno Buccellati

Bruno’s stomach twitched underneath where Leone was teasing, his body feeling like his clothing was entirely too stuffy and he wanted to be out of them now. He could tell he was flushed, and he let his eyes slip closed to try and refocus himself and get enough of a grip that he didn’t look embarrassingly desperate in front of him. “Please leave marks.” Bruno certainly sounded desperate, and he wriggled in his lap again, feeling a little ashamed as he realized the words that were coming out of his mouth. Leone’s warning drowned those thoughts out though, Beg or you get nothing. He swallowed his pride and swallowed around the pressure on his throat in a more literal sense. “I want people to know. I want to be able to tell them that you’re my daddy.” Bruno forced himself to open his eyes, glancing towards Leone. God he was gorgeous. “May I kiss you?”

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