“Her love was not as endless and deep and murky as Nicola’s, but she welcomed the shadows that reached out from the depths of his passion and was happy to drown in him.”

Drowning in Desire – A custom Nicola Francesca (Piofiore) X Lili (MC) commission for Kristin; written by RJMercy & edited by Oona Tempest.

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Drowning in Desire

Nicola Francesca hurried down the street in the frosty December night, his thick, woolen long coat doing little to keep the chill at bay and affirming how appropriate his decision was to have Lili wait inside the restaurant instead of traveling to retrieve their chauffeur. She would catch the death of cold this late in the evening when the sun had long gone down and the sky had pulled back the blanket of clouds that kept the warmth in. He might catch a cold at this rate, though the thought of his love nursing him back to health wasn’t a bad one.

Quickly, Nicola pulled open the passenger door in the backseat and slipped in, clapping his leather-glove clad hands together to try to bring some heat back to them. The driver who had been waiting inside gave a start, but as soon as he recognized Nicola he turned the engine and the car groaned to life.

“Is the Missus still inside?” Their driver asked, slowly moving the vehicle towards the restaurant from where he had been parked.

Nicola’s eyes cut to the man in the front seat, the suspicious squint that needled the back of his head went unnoticed in the dark. “Of course she is. I wouldn’t subject her to this weather for longer than necessary.”

He tried to recall the name of the man who had dared to inquire about his love; was it Lorenzo? Usually Nicola had no problem handling all the information pertaining to their family’s large network, but the driver happened to be new, and he hadn’t had the chance to thoroughly investigate him. He’d have to look into that when they get back home, and perhaps Lorenzo would find himself a new schedule to work. One away from Lili.

The car stopped again and Nicola alighted from it, his long legs making the journey to the lobby of the building a brief one. A doorman inside quickly opened the door for Nicola to sweep in and collect his woman who was surely lonesome waiting for him. Except that once he got inside, his love was not alone, and even seemed to be preoccupied in conversation with another man who was acting entirely too familiar with her.

“What’s this?” He tried to sound pleasant as he inserted himself into the situation, wrapping his arm around Lili’s waist. “An old friend of yours? I thought I knew all of your friends, my love.”

Lili flashed a warm smile up at Nicola, leaning into him as he pulled her closer, and further away from the other man. “Oh, Nicola, this is Giovanni, someone I used to play with when I was growing up. He recently returned from schooling in Naples. Giovanni, this is Nicola Francesca, my betrothed.”

Giovanni’s smile dipped when he heard Nicola’s name, a reaction Nicola felt a small sense of enjoyment at seeing. As part of the Falzone mafia that had long been the ruling family in Burlone, Nicola knew exactly the type of reputation his name carried, and he wouldn’t deny that it pleased him that even someone who had left Burlone for a number of years was aware of who he was. Giovanni must be a smart boy, fancy paper education notwithstanding.

“How fortunate you were, my love, to have such a respectable man keeping you company until my return.” Nicola kept his eyes on Lili’s childhood friend who was growing paler by the second. “But I’m afraid it’s time to depart. The car is outside and I wouldn’t want– er… Giovanni, was it? We don’t want to trespass on his time any longer.”

Giovanni nodded and agreed, uttering a weak goodbye to Lili and an even weaker handshake to Nicola before he retreated into the restaurant. Nicola guided Lili to the doors, and out into the night, ushering her to the car before the night chill could kiss her the way he found himself suddenly needing to do.

Once they had closed themselves into the small car, it seemed to grow in size as Lili shimmied across the seat to give Nicola space. She was far too far away for his liking, and he rectified that by sliding next to her and leaning into her space to capture her lips in a long and hot kiss.

She attempted to retreat, leaning back towards the opposite door, but he followed her, pressing into her relentlessly. He had a dark desire to show her how deep his love was, to push it on her and have her receive it, accept it, and embrace all of him the way he wanted to embrace all of her. Lili moaned into his mouth, reaching the point where she melted into his affections and no longer leveled protests a proper lady would be expected to give, drinking up the fount of passion he was offering.

He liked the way her noises reverberated in his own mouth. He liked the way her lips and tongue tasted, the wine from the evening meal making her kisses even sweeter than usual. And he liked the way she gave herself to him; even through the layers of clothing, heavy coats, and gloves, he could feel her shift and writhe into his heavy caresses and grasping gropes.

“Nic–ah!” Lili aimed to call his name, to remind him that they weren’t alone in their own room and that there was someone not three feet away from the two of them, hopefully not paying attention to them panting and petting in the back of the car. He knew she would, but Nicola didn’t want to hear it and instead nipped at her jaw, which caused her to throw her head back and cease the soft reminder.

“Don’t you want to keep warm, cara mia?” Nicola teased, running his nose from where he nipped along her jaw to her ear where his heated breath could gust against her neck. “It’s cold out, tonight, my love. I must do my duty to keep you from freezing, agreed?”

Nicola knew the protests were left over from Lili’s upbringing. He was the underboss of the Falzone family, not a soul would speak against him or look upon Lili with disdain for their actions. If he had it his way, not a soul would look upon her at all– a thought he constantly had to shove to the back of his mind, locking it up with reason and logic. It wasn’t healthy to keep her caged, but she was so lovely he didn’t want anyone else to share in her smiles, her sighs, her moans…

For a moment, Nicola glanced towards their driver from the corner of his eyes. Lorenzo(?) was minding his business and watching the road. Good choice. He’d hate to think how Lili would blush and feel embarrassed the next time she saw him. He considered relocating him once again, that way there wasn’t a chance that he’d take an interest in her and attempt to talk to her next time.

The way his jealousy simmered right under the roiling heat of his love mixed the two emotions to the point he couldn’t separate them, and he accepted that this was just the way his love was. Especially when it came to her.

Lili had become putty under his caresses, malleable and easily to manipulate. Nicola pulled away and sat back on the seat, guiding Lili to straddle his lap, making sure to hike her dress’ skirt up so she was able to sit on him unimpeded. She moved willingly, letting him gently pull and touch to set her the way he wanted her. She always became so compliant so quickly.

Her eyes were glassy, hazy with the lust and desire she was feeling burning through her. The night no longer felt cold, and the heavy coat she had previously thought to be inadequate was now sweltering. Sitting on Nicola’s lap, all she could see was him. The way his blue eyes burned bright with need was like looking into a humid summer’s day, the waves of heat coursed through her from the way he always stared so intently at her in these moments.

For a moment, they simply looked at each other. Lights that were passing by casting shadows across the two lovers in the backseat, unbeknownst to them as they were lost in the silent world the two of them had made for themselves. One where Nicola controlled the environment around Lili, and Lili pretended to be unaware of it.

She knew he limited the people that interacted with her. She knew he wanted to do more than simply approve of those that she could befriend or speak to. She knew there was a darkness that constantly lurked inside him. One that caused him to be needy and vulnerable and afraid that she would one day reject his love, and she knew that the only way to keep that fear at bay was to allow him the control over her that he felt compelled to assert. Her love was not as endless and deep and murky as Nicola’s, but she welcomed the shadows that reached out from the depths of his passion and was happy to drown in him.

The car tilted and swayed gently, causing Lili to rock in his lap, the movement expected from traveling, but there was a subtle tilt of her hips against his that only they were privy to. There was a certain way that she leaned towards him, a way that her back arched and her shoulders dropped that was practically unseen, but the way the air shifted between the two of them he could feel it. She dipped her chin, giving him a signal that told Nicola that she accepted every part of thrilling darkness that he tried to keep under lock and key.

He couldn’t hold himself back any longer. This was no longer about proving to Lili that his love was boundless, or assuring himself that he was more than she could handle. Now it was about satisfying the both of them, of feeling wholly loved and adored the way she loved and adored him, and the way he would prove time and time again that he loved and adored her even more than that.

He clutched her arm and tugged her towards him, and she fell into a kiss that stole her breath away. He ravaged her mouth with his tongue, lapping up the gasps and muffling the moans that she couldn’t keep contained to her throat. Her hips undulated in his lap, roughly grinding against his erection, his long jacket was luckily split in the area, flared from the last button that was sitting above his waist, and he had moved her knees to further shove it out of the way. It was only his slacks between the two of them.

Nicola slid his hand up Lili’s thigh, running from stockings to bare skin where her garter left her thighs free. He grasped at her, squeezing the supple flesh, then moved to her hip, dragging her against him before finally ending on her ass, kneading between firm squeezes – a motion Lili had learned he did when he particularly liked something she had done.

He could take her right there – in the backseat of the car that they were being chauffeured in – but a scathing thought lanced through his lusty desires that Lorenzo(?) would be witness to the things Nicola had claimed for himself – Lili’s flush, her voice, and the messily beautiful way she looked in the throes of passion. That was not for anyone but him and he would be certain to keep it from all others.

The jealousy that flared to life at the possibility of those hefty infractions on his love, on his woman, on his claim, brought a semblance of reason back to him and he pulled back from Lili. Nicola gripped her hip, stilling her in her rutting against his bulge. It was then that the both of them realized that the car was no longer moving, though still running, and they were parked in front of the mansion they shared with other members of the family.

Lili dazedly looked out the fogged window, recognition slowly registering on her features, and Nicola took the opportunity to lean to the side and cast a glance at Lorenzo(?) in the front seat. The man was stiffly staring straight ahead, looking out the windshield and ignoring what had been taking place behind him. Smart boy, Nicola thought.

His eyes drew back to Lili. “Cara mia, you’re an adorable mess, and I loathe to lead you through the house like this, but I desperately want to make you into more of a mess.”

A smile played on Lili’s lips as Nicola began righting her clothes, and lovingly smoothed back her hair. He curved a finger around her ear, down her jawline and under her chin to bring her gaze to him. Leaning forward to share a whisper between the two of them, he was so close that his lips grazed hers as he huskily murmured into her slightly parted lips, “I want to ruin you with my adoration, my love.”

Lili shivered despite how the flame of desire heated her sex. She gave Nicola a small kiss that lingered for several seconds before she pulled back, something that had become her silent approval for when he voiced such awfully erotic promises. With that, Nicola adjusted her coat, wrapping it tighter around her to stave off the chill that would soon attempt to assault his love. He then helped her off his lap before opening the door to lead her through the freezing night, but Lili didn’t feel the sting of winter, only the burning anticipation that coursed through her, her head swimming with images of the lustful night to come.

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