"Seborga! I'm home!" you called, closing your front door.

Getting no response, you frowned; you were almost certain your boyfriend had been there when you'd left.

"Seborga?" you tried again, a little louder. "Are you here?"

You made your way up the stairs and into your bedroom. Seborga wasn't there either, but you could hear the shower on in the bathroom now, so you grabbed a book and flopped down on the bed to wait.

Some time later, a hand lifted the book from your hands and set it aside. Looking up, you found your grinning boyfriend kneeling on the bed next to you, his red hair still damp. More distracting, though, was the fact that he was only dressed in a towel wrapped around his waist.

"Hello, bella~" he purred.

"U-uh, hi," you stammered, cheeks flaring. "Where's your clothes?"

He chuckled and kissed your forehead. "Oh, like you don't enjoy seeing me like this, bella~"

Your blush deepened, and he kissed your head again.

"Admit it~" he teased.

"Make me," you smirked, pulling him into a proper kiss.

When you pulled back for air, he tackled you onto your back and smirked in return.

"Are you sure you want me to do that, bella~?" he whispered, planting a kiss on your shoulder.

"U-um . . ." you stuttered, heat rising in your cheeks as his hands slid to your hips. "Y-yes, I'm quite sure."

"Mmm? You're blushing~" he grinned.

"Oh, shut up and kiss me," you said, rolling your eyes.

You didn't need to tell him twice. His lips pressed to yours, and his hands snaked to your waist. You squeaked as they made their way under your shirt, but he kissed you harder, distracting you temporarily from his wandering hands.

You broke the kiss to hiss softly in pleasure as his fingers slipped under your bra to tease your breasts.

"You like that, bella~?" he smirked, running his fingers over your nipples.

You felt your face grow steadily warmer as his hands slid down your body to grip the waistband of your skirt/shorts. Here he paused, lifting his eyes to yours again.

"Still won't admit that you think I'm hot?" he grinned.

You merely blushed crimson, staring into his eyes in flustered silence.

"Very well~" he purred.

He very quickly stripped off your clothes, tossing them over his shoulder without moving his gaze from your body.

You looked down self-consciously, and your eyes settled on the towel still tied around his waist. Hmm . . .

"You know," you smirked up at him, "there's a reason I can't say you're hot."

He blinked in confusion, but you wrapped your arms around his neck, drawing him closer to whisper sexily in in his ear.

"I can't see enough of you to judge on~" you purred.

His smirk returned as he straightened back up, straddling your hips. He pulled off his towel, tossing it over his shoulder to join your clothes, and leaned back down to kiss you again.

You felt him spread you legs and broke the kiss, too distracted by the prospect of what you knew came next.

He pecked your forehead and slid his member into your already very wet entrance, making you both utter soft moans of pleasure.

His thrusts started slow, but quickly sped up. You felt something tighten in your gut and dug your nails into Seborga's shoulders, still moaning as little white dots began popping at the edge of your vision.

"I-I'm close~" you managed to gasp between your moans.

"M-me too, bella~" he panted in the midst of his own moaning.

The tight spot inside you broke, and the most intense wave of pleasure yet swept over you, making your vision blur. A few thrusts later, you felt Seborga cum as well.

He pulled out and laid down beside you.

"Ti amo, (Y/N)," he whispered.

"I love you too," you grinned. "And, to make it perfectly clear, yes, I find you to be very attractive."

He laughed and pulled you against his chest.

"Si, I find you attractive too."