#illuforma

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Formaggio x Illuso

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   Illuso huffed, this meeting was extremely boring. All it was is just Risotto talking about a new meeting. Risotto looked annoyed for a second. “Illuso. You and Formaggio will have a meeting this evening in Venice.”

  Ghiaccio immediately started a rant about how it’s Venezia, not Venice. Illuso rolled his eyes, crossing his arms over his chest. There were rumors going around the team was head over heels for Formaggio, which he was, but he never admitted to liking him.

   Hours later, Illuso was in the passenger seat of the rental they had. The silence between them was deafening. As Illuso’s ears started to ring, Formaggio spoke up. “So...Illu, I kinda wanna talk about something.”

   Illuso’s abdomen filled with anxiety that crept up his body. He knew what Formaggio needed to talk about. “Um, what is it?” Illuso said, staring out the window of the car.

   Formaggio continued driving, actually stopping at a light. “Do you like me? Like as in love me.” The young man asked.

   Illuso’s face flushed immediately. He managed to mutter out a small ‘yes’ before covering his face with his hands. Formaggio pulled over at their destination in an alleyway. Formaggio kept the doors locked, and turned to Illuso. Formaggio rested a hand on Illuso’s shoulder, making him jump. “Illu, it’s okay, I won’t hate or hurt you for anything.” Formaggio rubbed circles onto the tense shoulder with his thumb.

   Illuso nodded, moving his hands and turning away. “I do like you Formi. I-I was worried you’d never speak to me again if you found out I liked you.” The brunette said, embarrassed.

  Formaggio chuckled, not only at Illuso being embarrassed but the fact that Illuso was showing a form of vulnerability around him. Formaggio put an arm around Illuso’s shoulder, rubbing at the muscled flesh. Illuso removed his hands, slightly leaning into Formaggio’s embrace. Formaggio leaned against the taller, kissing his cheek. Formaggio put a finger under Illuso’s chin, making him to look Formaggio in the eyes.

  Formaggio leaned in a little closer, whispering into Illuso’s ear “I love you too, Illuso”.

  Formaggio, hearing Illuso lightly gasp, took that opportunity to kiss him. Their teeth clashed, and their lips connected hungrily. Illuso crawled over the seat, still kissing Formaggio, to sit in his lap. Illuso’s hands clasped around Formaggio’s neck, while Formaggio’s rested on Illuso’s hips, short fingernails digging into the soft flesh. Illuso squirmed slightly under Formaggio’s grip.

  They only separated for air when their lungs demanded it. They rested their foreheads together, hearing the other breathe heavily. Illuso hugged Formaggio tightly, wrapping his legs around Formaggio’s waist, pulling them closer together. “I love you so much, Formi” The brunette cooed into his lover’s shoulder.

  “I love you too, Illu” Formaggio said, rubbing Illuso’s back.

  The two passed the mission with flying colors, watching each other’s back and eliminating the target. That night, they couldn’t separate. But the moment they entered the house, hands wandering each other, the entire table of mafioso groaned, throwing stacks of money on the table, to which Sorbet collected with a grin. “See, told you they would get together.” Gelato laughed.

we did it everyone. i will never update again