“Don’t look so long, fratellino,” Nicola jokes. He straddles Dante and harbors no shame as he rubs his erection against the front of Dante’s slacks. “It’s already two in the morning. You could afford to take a break.” Dante somehow frowns even harder and clicks his tongue. But, he makes no movement to push him away either. Instead, his chest rises and falls as a deep sigh gently leaves his lips. “Do as you wish, Nicola.”

Summary: Dante works late into the night, steadily burning the midnight oil. Yet, he is far from alone, and in some perspectives, barely working. Nicola, after all, just insists that he must take a break. He shouldn't, but Dante isn't inclined to deny his cousin either.

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I really need to play this game more.

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