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"Oh, you would say that, he replied with a smirk. He chuckled as she put a bit of flour on his nose, before leaning in to brush it gently on hers. "I'd have to say the same thing about you, baby..." He leaned in a little more and kissed her gently.
Luca began to work the dough, not even noticing as Maggie covered her hands. As she smacked his butt, he chuckled and looked back at it. "Oh, so that's how you wanna play it?" he teased, sticking his own hands in flour and then cupping her face.
Luca looked down at her and ran his fingers through her blue locks. His smile returned and he leaned his head down, pecking her lips gently. "Alright, baby. Whatever you say," he replied, giving her ass a slight squeeze before going to work on the dough.
Luca frowned as she explained, wrapping his arms around her and kissing her forehead. "I'm sorry... I'm sorry." He rubbed her back a little, letting the tip of his nose run along her cheek for gently. "You're not alone, though, okay... you have me and my whole family..."
"Oh yeah. Real strong," he repeated with a laugh. He pulled his dark hair back into a messy bun before going to wash his hands as well. He leaned in, pecking her lips. "What's up? You look like you're a million miles away right now..."
Luca loved food, as did his whole family, so Thanksgiving was a sacred time of the year. Having Maggie around this time made it all the more special. To say his mother was overjoyed at the idea of the blue haired woman showing up with him would be an understatement. Maggie, however, seemed tense for some odd reason. "I'm always staring at you. What is new?" A wide grind spread out across his lips. "Need help?"
"You know what would make it even more memorable?"
"Being around a sexy angel like you made it a memorable one for sure..."
Luca shook his head a little at her. "Such a dirty mouth," he whispered, holding her hips. He pulled back a little and looked up at her with a grin. He loved it when she got like this. So in control. She knew exactly what she wanted and had no problem telling him. He leaned in and kissed along her neck, letting out a laugh as he did so. "Why don't you prove it, then? Hmm?"
"Yes?" she whispered, pulling away for a moment. She pushed some of Ashlynn's hair behind her ear and bit her lower lip. God, she wished she could think straight right now. She knew this was wrong, but her head was swimming. She couldn't make much sense of anything.
"Right! Of course, yeah. Adela would like that... the whole family would." He smiled a little as he listened to his old friend speak. He could've just been reading the phone book and he would have loved to hear it. "No, no... it's perfectly fine. Don't worry about it."
Luca nearly whimpered as she pushed him back. Maggie taking control was the sexiest thing to him, especially when she did it while speaking in French. He took her hip, his own pushing up against hers. Two could play at that game. "Tu meriti sa fii futut," he mumbled in his native tongue. His other hand gave her blue locks a soft tug. "Esti de acord?" He couldn't help but smirk. He could feel how wet she already was and it made him proud of himself, honestly. His one hand ran from her hip, and down her thigh before he pulled back. "What are you going to do?"
“To be honest- I think I’m still drunk from the past two days…”
“Happy Halloween to me?”
"I know I am." Luca smiled, pushing her blue locks back and kissing her forehead.
Luca couldn't help but chuckle at her question, making sure to hold her thighs firmly before he hoisted her up. "I thought you'd never ask," he teased her, then carried her back into their bedroom. He kicked the door shut behind them and sat on the edge of the bed, one hand reaching up to take her chin. Pressing his lips back to hers, he took her bottom lip between his teeth and tugged.
Luca was trying to focus on the conversation but it was becoming increasingly hard as Maggie got closer to him. "Mhmm," he mumbled, looking up at her. He placed his hands at her waist and leaned in, pressing his lips to hers. "I love you," he mumbled, a smile on his lips as he spoke.
Layla smiled, carefully placing her hand on Ashlynn's thigh. "Is this okay?" she asked, whispering the words in her ear before letting out a giggle. She was too drunk to really think of how this could negatively affect her and her career if it got out. Layla leaned in still, kissing along her throat.
"Oh, I'm doubtful that she'll wanna talk about it. I'm sure she doesn't want me to know, even though the two of 'em have made it kinda obvious." Luca shrugged his shoulders, then looked over at his old friend. He couldn't help but frown, opening his mouth to talk but ultimately getting cut off. "Oh... I mean I'd love to see her, yeah. I'm sure the whole family would love to see you guys."
