Be My Slave (Måneskin Fanfiction // Damiano Victoria Ethan Thomas)

number 7: yours

Hi! Another day, another chapter I must say. Lately all I've been doing is to write this fan fiction...

This chapter is slightly shorter than the others. I can't decide if I should publish longer or shorter chapters. Which way would you guys think be better? 

Also for the first 7 chapters things were pretty stable. I plan on spicing things up a bit. So keep up to read those :)

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"Ho" Thomas said looking to my eyes, waiting for me to repeat. I was bored now so I didn't feel like doing it but he looked like he wouldn't give up without making me say it.

"Ho," I said, unwillingly .

"Fame," he said slowly. As if he was trying to teach a toddler speaking. I rolled my eyes. He was making me say a phrase as simple as I'm hungry. I'd been living with them for a whole year. 

"So come dirlo," I said, hoping that I'd managed to say: I know how to say that.

He laughed loudly, catching everyones attention. Vic was sitting in the armchair, holding a cigarette in her hands. She looked better than she did a couple days ago. Ethan was behind his drum set. He wasn't playing it but he looked like he was making some arrangements that I had no idea what.

He talked in English, "June I think he says he's hungry."

"Yeah, I figured." I said but Ethan looked like he was trying to say something more.

"No no, He wants to eat. Now."

Oh, I thought to myself. He really was hungry. We could order food but I offered to went out to eat. They agreed. We all could use some fresh air. I realized Damiano wasn't around and I only was just realizing I hadn't seen him since the morning. I apparently wasn't the only one because Vic talked about the same thing.

"Where is Damiano?" she asked. That was a fair question that no one knew the answer. Both Vic and I got up to search for the house. We saw his room's door was closed. I thought of knocking but Victoria opened the door without hesitation. Damiano was sleeping, the sheets were covering his hips and he was naked other than that. When he heard us come, he opened his eyes slowly and blinked a couple of times. He looked like he was trying to comprehend what was going on.

Vic grabbed few of his clothes and threw at his face. "Wakey wakey," she said. "We'll go get some food."

Damiano looked sleepy but comfortable. Comfortable unlike the naked girl in his bed.

She looked at Vic and I with terror in her eyes. She tried to cover her breasts with the bedsheets. She must've known who they are so she looked at Vic with shame, "So sorry,"

Then she looked at me, trying to figure out who I was. I didn't have any answer to give her so I stayed silent. She was too embarrassed to stay in the room anyway. She quickly wore the dress laying on the floor and she grabbed her shoes before leaving.

Unlike her Damiano's moves were slow. He put on a boxer, wore black sleek pants and a white shirt. "You scared her," he said but he didn't really look like he cared at all.

"Patetico!" said Victoria sarcastically. She pulled my arm to leave, "Let's go June. I'll make sure that girl left the house for good."

I complied to walk but Damiano's voice stopped me. "June, can you help me with my makeup."

I looked at Vic to see her reaction. When she shrugged carelessly, I went into the room. 

"Was it really necessary to put on makeup?" I asked. He smirked while shrugging.

"You never know who to encounter,". He finished his sentence but it looked like there was more to it. I didn't insist and grabbed the eyeshadow palette that was sitting on the drawer. I walked near him, who was now sitting in the chair. I sat down on his knees, opening my legs side to side so I could be closer to his face when I did his makeup.

"I can't see you lately," he said, almost whispering. His breath rubbing my ears made me feel the butterflies. I looked at the bed while responding.

"I wonder why?"

He giggled. I felt his face move under the pressure my hand. I had to lay my hand on his face in order to do a black eyeshadow look on him. He tried to look at me but I didn't let him open his eyes.

"Oh so I'm the one who's busy? It didn't look like it yesterday."

I'd spent the night with Ethan yesterday but I had no idea how he knew. It didn't really matter anyway.

"I'm not only yours you know?" I said. This was less of a question and more of repeating a fact. I was done with his makeup now so I got up. He followed right after me. As we were leaving through his door he took me under his arm and said:

"Sii il mio schiavo."

Be My Slave

This phrase was  beginning of the everything. Damiano was the first Måneskin member that I'd encountered. That I'd had sex.

That night was still the best sex of my life. Everything was dreamy. I was full of excitement as well as passion. And He had whispered Sii il mio schiavo while tying my hands to the bed frame.

It had been a year since.