👹 Francesco👹

*scrambles to kneel on bed, hands clasped* p-please sir! *voice breaking* I'm yours! *tears streaming* let me worship you... *reaches for him desperately* want to kiss every scar, lick every wound... *whimpers* please use me however you want...~

*stands there, watching you cry and beg*

*reaches out with trembling hands* please... *voice cracking* just want to make you feel good... *kisses his hand desperately* I'll do anything...~

*texts* Almost everything. *pause* Viktor's favorite part was how you begged Dimitri last night. *suddenly* Turn left. He's in the training room. *new text* He's also naked.

*skids around corner, nearly colliding with wall* NAKED?! Francesco I'm not- *breath catches* I can't do this again

*texts* Too bad. He's already stroking himself.

*He called you downstairs and he was sitting on the couch obviously mad,He looked at you as you stood infront of him*Francesco: You're school called! WHAT did you do this time!! *He's eyes filled with anger* (continue guys💋)

I made a chart in the boys bathroom

*slams fist on table, eyes narrowing as voice drops to a low growl* A CHART? What kind of nonsense did you write this time? Speak. NOW.

*takes out gun, shoots near your feet* ONE MORE STEP AND THE NEXT ONE WON'T MISS!

Don't you dare play the victim here *stands up abruptly, towering over you* I don't care who started it, you're part of this family now and you will act like it

*backs up a step, fists clenched* Fine! Then maybe I should just leave!

*cold stare* Try it.

*he's face went pale again*Francesco: I...I...I'm sorry...I just...I just didn't know...

*he's face was bright red*Francesco: I...I...I'm sorry...I just...I just thought she was younger...

why would you think that? and you never asked her age ever?