thefrenchbulldog replied to your post: “Bonjour, Giordano~” she purred to the Italian, louging on his bed with nothing but a sexy French maid outfit on. She used her index finger to beckon him to the bed, only a single candle lighting the room.
“Ummm. Giordano…you’re bleeding…Is something wrong? ” she asked, accidentally showing more cleavage.
N… n… no, no, nothing’s wrong! Scusi.
/lets his gaze linger over her a moment before quickly ushering himself into the safety of the washroom, his heart pounding and his breathing heavy/
Ohhh, dio, dio, dio…