*Mature Content* (Big Smut) Skip where the * begins and ends if you don't want to read it.

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Arya's POV -

Rome slowly walked me backwards towards the large bed with our lips still connected. I felt the sheets beneath me as he lays me down, his large form moving to hover above my smaller one.

"Sei la ragazza più preziosa che sia mai esistita." He lowly spoke in his deep accent against my lips before pulling away, his arms moving to cage me in on both sides.

(You're the most precious girl to ever exist.)

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He moved his hands to the zipper of my jacket, unzipping it slowly while gazing into my eyes. Once the zipper was undone he helped me shrug it off my shoulders before tossing it somewhere in the room.

I knew I wanted this. I wanted him in every way possible.

"Please..." I whispered as his lips briefly connected to my neck, biting softly on my skin. Once he met my eyes again I saw that the last bit of his self control must have snapped because he then reached for the hem of my shirt, lifting it above my head.

Before I could doubt myself even though he's seen me naked before, he reached behind my back and unclasped my bra, peeling the straps off my shoulders and throwing it towards the pile of clothes that started to form.

The cool air hit my skin and I went to hide my face but he caught my wrists, moving to hold them above my head.

"Don't hide from me, never from me." Soft eyes locked onto mine and I felt myself relaxing.

Rome observed my naked breasts for several moments and it was starting to become painful just waiting for him to do something. He connected his lips with my neck again briefly but then his mouth latched onto my right nipple suddenly making me gasp and my hips buck upwards. His other hand went to cup my left breast, his thumb circling my nipple.

Pulling back he watched my expression as his hands caressed my breasts, examining me as a soft moan escaped my lips and then my face scrunched up in pleasure because of what his calloused hands were doing. I could feel his silver rings burning against my skin, but the feeling just increased the feeling deep in my core.

"You're perfect," he leaned down to suck on my other nipple while continuing to work his hand on my other breast. When he bit down my back arched, unsure how to handle this much pleasure. He was giving a lot of attention to them and I wasn't complaining one bit.

My hands gripped onto the pillow above me tightly as his lips travelled down my chest with his hands following, his fingers delicately pressing against my skin lower and lower until they reached the button of my jeans. The pads of his fingers grazed just above my pants and I felt myself getting more and more aroused as the seconds went by.

My stomach tensed as he unbuttoned my pants, his warm eyes flickering to mine, waiting for approval. I loved the way he patiently waited for my consent even though I had previously agreed.

"Keep going, please..."

Heat painted my cheeks as he began to pull down my jeans, over my knees and off of my ankles. With my black jeans in one hand he lifted my leg, pressing a soft kiss to my ankle.

"Beautiful. Così bella."

(So beautiful.)

I could see a tent beginning to evolve in his pants and the thought of him being hard because of me made it so much more pleasurable, another spark of hunger for the man shooting straight through me.

"Such a pretty thing," He murmured, rough tattooed hands smoothing over my ankles before traveling upwards, over my thighs and to my underwear. My skin peppered with goosebumps as he landed a small kiss against my hip before hooking his fingers into the thin material.

Legs begging to clench together but unable to because of his body between mine, he peeled my underwear off and gazed down in admiration but with a dark glint at the same time. Moving my hands down from their position above my head, I ran my fingers across his broad shoulders, relishing in the feeling of his skin.

Eyes widening, he ran one finger over my clit and down my slit, collecting my juices before lifting it to his mouth, groaning softly as he sucked. My heart and head pounded as he licked his finger clean.

"You taste amazing, franculo." Bringing down two fingers he repeated the action, sucking both of his fingers while watching me with my mouth parted. I was about to blush in embarrassment because he did that not once, but twice, but before I could he sunk a finger inside me, his thumb rubbing my clit in soft circles.

(Fuck.)

"Oh-" A gasp escaped me as my hands fell from his shoulders, moving them back near the top of my head as my breathing became heavy because of the intrusion of his thick finger. His other hand was beside my head, pressed into the mattress. He lowered himself and placed a kiss on my clit that sent more sparks flying.

Pumping a few times, he slowly eased another finger inside and a sound between pain and pleasure escaped me because of the feeling. It was then that I realized he didn't take off his rings this time. I could feel the silver touching my pussy and I shuddered.

"You're doing so well for me darling. You're okay." He coaxed, his tongue swirling around my clit. I think I could see stars at this point.

Crying out slightly when he curled his fingers inside of me, he shushed me gently before increasing the thrust of his digits.

I felt my body beginning to tense, the feeling of release approaching quickly and so fast that I could barely hold it. And when a third finger probed to join the two currently inside of me, I came.

I couldn't stop the yell of pleasure falling through me as I clenched my eyes together tightly, my head pressing against the bed as I rode out my orgasm while Rome watched with dark eyes.

My eyes were a little blurry when I opened them after several long moments. I could barely make out Rome thrusting now three fingers inside of me as he ran his thumb over my clit. My stomach clenched again but he pulled them out making a small groan escape my lips.

Observing me in silence as he sucked his glistening fingers clean, I watched him grip the back of his shirt and lift it above his head exposing his tattooed chest and silver chain hanging loosely around his neck.

"I love watching you cum," His words had me a panting mess as he began to unzip his pants, making sure to take his time. He looked like a god and I couldn't stop staring at his toned body.

Moving to stand, I watched as he walked over to one of the drawers he stored his things in. Rummaging around for a moment my throat clogged as he pulled out a small square package. Apparently he was prepared incase this were to happen.

Seeing the item proved that I was really about to do this with him despite the actions that just took place. My mouth was running before I could stop it as he walked over to me with the condom still in hand.

"Y-You don't have to use that." His eyebrow raised as he hovered back above me, waiting for me to elaborate. His fingers trailed towards my core again to lightly massage me, soothing the sensitive skin.

"You're on birth control?" He questions once I didn't say anything else because I was so focused on the pleasure his fingers can give. I gave him a timid smile, nodding.

"For my period." I nervously said. His eyes filled with understanding and he bit his lip, placing the condom on the table beside the bed before taking his pants off completely, leaving him in his briefs.

"Y-You know I've never-" I added and then trailed off, knowing he'd get what I meant to say. I've never done this before.

"I know, baby." His bulge was definitely prominent and I swallowed thickly, eyes stuck on his lower half. He chuckled warmly and then my eyes snapped back to his face when he eased out of his briefs too.

"Tesoro, sei tutto mio." He uttered as he interlaces our fingers above my head, giving them a small squeeze before meeting my eyes.

(Darling, you're all mine.)

"Are you sure you want to do this? I won't be mad if you don't want to, I just want you to be honest with me."

Shakily exhaling, my eyes widened when I looked at his length even though I've seen and touched it before.

I found him watching me intently for any signs of discomfort or fear, but that had all gone down the drain. I wanted all of this. All of him.

"I'm sure," I say before I can second guess myself. He must of been content with the way I looked at him because his lips tilted upwards.

Leaning down, he presses several kisses to the side of my neck as the piercings on his ears skimmed my cheek. Tilting my head, I moaned out as I felt him guide his dick to press against my slit.

His silver chain pressed against my chest as he slowly rocked his hips, his dick sliding up and down against my core. I couldn't stop any of the sounds of pleasure that escaped my lips. My hips automatically raised to gain more leverage.

"I don't think so, pretty girl." He lowly teased against my neck, digging his fingers into my sides and stopping my movements. I whined out as he continued to teasingly move his hips back and forth.

"Please..."

I felt myself slick with need as he hotly breathed against my ear. Pressing one long kiss to my naked shoulder he pulled back.

"If it hurts too much you need to tell me. We'll go slow, together." Eyes shining down on me with love I blushed under his gaze and raised a hand up to cup the side of his face. He leaned into my palm and I smiled up at him.

"I trust you, Rome." I tell him and observe his messy black hair before lightly touching one of his ear piercings with my thumb before placing my hand back near my head. It was a small act of reassurance, he seemed just as nervous as I was.

A quick glimpse of his pretty dimples was all I saw because he pressed his lips against mine, his tongue entering my mouth swiftly and easily finding mine. He guided my legs to wrap around his torso as he bit down on my lower lip.

Focusing on following the pace of the kiss, I didn't even realize Rome stopped his teasing down there until he slid the tip of his dick inside me. My back arched as he began to push and I could feel myself slowly stretching to accept his length.

Pain began to follow and my face contorted into a small wince making me stop our kiss. Seeing my expression he stops and presses a hard kiss to my forehead while caressing my thighs.

"Shh, you're okay, tell me when to keep going." He says, continuing to press little love kisses all over my skin, trying to distract me from the pain. After a few beats I give him the go ahead.

Slowly moving forward, he's able to get a few inches before I grimace, causing him to stop and reassure me with actions and words.

It takes a little bit of time for him to seethe fully inside of me, but after a few small breaks and his distractions that worked every time, he's able to fill me to the brim.

My hands were shaking as I clutched the sheets in a death grip. Rome's body seemed to be slightly trembling as well as a few harsh breaths leave him, his eyes wild.

"Shit," He rasps. Even though he seemed to be struggling, he gave me a timid smile and leaned down to give multiple kisses to my cheek.

"Doing okay?" His voice shakes a little while asking and I respond with a nod. He looks like he wants to brutally thrust himself into me but is restraining himself.

Digging my heels into his back, I test the waters by moving my hips. A low groan comes from Rome as he presses his fingers into my thighs.

Slowly he pulls out of me almost halfway, the feeling making my core clench around him.

"Don't tense up baby, you're doing so good." He praises, beginning to push back in and I release a shallow breath.

After a few more half thrusts he pulls all the way out before sinking back inside of me. The pain begins to fade, the pleasure increasing tenfold.

"Sei così fottutamente bagnato. Lo amo, ti amo." He mutters, now easily thrusting in and out.

(You're so fucking wet. I love it, I love you.)

Different sounds of desire fell from my lips as his thrusts increased, dark eyes switching between my eyes and to where we're connected.

Changing our positions with ease, he leaned over me and lifted my legs above his shoulders, sliding back in easily and continuing his rhythm.

"Rome!" I cried out, clenching around him and he grunted in response, his hands clutching onto my thighs.

"You like that?" He asks, and I gasp as one of his hands reach down to play with my clit. My head pounds with absolute pleasure while being filled. My arousal leaking out of me and between us.

I watch in awe as his head tilts back, his gorgeous tattoos on display. A moan follows as he thrusts with more force, his eyes closing for a brief second before opening and looking back down at me.

"You're mine, Arya. Per sempre."

(Forever.)

He lightly pinches my clit and that's all it takes for me to cum, yelling out his name as I came for the second time.

Rome's thrusts never stop, if anything they get harder as he pounds his thick length into me, seeking out his own release. He throws his head back again, groaning as I clench around him. My legs slightly fall off his shoulders but he lifts them back in place with his eyes closed.

His movements become sloppy as time goes on. His green eyes are almost black when he finds mine, black hair pressing against his forehead. I can feel the sweat lining my own head as my chest heaves.

"Ti sposerò. Questa è una promessa." His Italian voice shudders through me, dark eyes flickering to my breasts before slowly trailing downward.

(I'm going to marry you. That's a promise.)

Clenching his jaw tightly, I follow his voice when he commands,

"Cum with me, sweetheart."

Thrusting once more, he stills inside me. Pressing our lower halves together completely, I feel myself being filled with his release, a soft moan following as I lean my head back while closing my eyes in bliss, finding my climax for a third time.

After staying against one another for several minutes he slowly pulls out of me inch by inch. I can barely comprehend a thing so I'm not surprised I didn't see him walk into the bathroom and come back with two damp towels.

Sighing when he cleans between my legs and then himself, he lifts me into his strong arms and starts carrying me to the bathroom. I make a sound of disapproval because I just want to stay in bed and lay with him.

"Shh baby, we can sleep in a second."

Setting me down gently on the ground he helps me balance myself before gesturing to the toilet.

Obeying, he turns the other way as I do my business, not even embarrassed at this point because of how exhausted I am. Once I wash my hands he lifts me again and carries me back to the bed, placing me down near the pillows.

With hazy eyes I observe him sliding a pair of black boxers on and then grabbing one of his clean t-shirts. Finding my drawer he grabs a pair of my underwear and strides back over to me. He lifts my arms above my head and helps me put on the shirt. He then slides my underwear up my legs and pulls the shirt down to where it covers just below my knees.

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Snuggling under the warm covers, Rome presses me tightly against his chest and presses a kiss to my head, tangling his hand in my locks.

"Are you okay? Hurting?" He questions quietly against my ear, massaging my scalp slightly making me cuddle closer to him.

"N-No I'm okay. I feel amazing." I admit, pressing a kiss to his naked chest.

"You were so good, I love you so much." Warming at his praise I feel my eyes stinging because of the high emotions running through me.

"I love you too." I whisper against his skin while holding onto him, but then I feel his finger on my chin as he lifts my head. He kisses the lone tear that trails down my cheek and then presses his lips to mine. It's a slow kiss, one that I relished the feeling of.

Pecking me lightly on the nose he guides my head to lean against his chest again, arms caging me in. It doesn't take long for my eyes to close, to fall asleep in the arms of my lover.

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I registered the pain between my legs when I woke up the next morning. Every time I shifted in the bed I could feel it. Good thing we went to the club last night and weren't planning on it today.

Opening my eyes I turned around only to see that the space beside me was empty. Furrowing my brows, I was about to attempt to get out of bed but the door to our room opened and Rome walked in, carrying a few bags. He looked comfy in his t-shirt and sweats.

He looked a bit shocked to see that I was awake. Flitting my eyes over to the clock I realized it was early. A little after 7.

"How are you feeling?" He asked, carrying the bags over and placing them on the bed. Raising my arms up as a response he chuckled and leaned into me, letting me hug the life out of him. He circled his arms around my waist and pressed a kiss to my cheek.

"I feel good," I tell him honestly, "But there is some pain when I move."

"Hm, I figured there'd be." He said quietly, giving my cheek another kiss and then pulling away.

"What's in the bag?" I question when he began to open them.

"Breakfast." He pulled out a few plastic containers with different foods and I licked my lips. Setting them down I saw that there was bacon, pancakes, eggs, and more. He then walked into the bathroom while I looked over the foods.

He came back with something in his hand. Opening my palm, he placed two pills in my hand.

"Painkillers," He said simply, pouring me a glass of water and handing it to me.

"Thank you," Taking the pills I watched him grab two plates and fill both of them with a variety of foods, also grabbing the utensils the hotel provides. My stomach rumbled at the sight because I was starving. Placing the leftovers on the table he grabbed the TV remote and got under the covers with me.

Taking one of the plates when he offers it to me, Rome turns on the TV and wraps an around around my shoulders.

"I figured today we could just relax here. Unless you want to go somewhere."

"I'm okay with this." I say quickly, beginning to cut up the pancake and he smirks at me, giving my shoulder a gentle squeeze. I got excited when he was able to find a Disney movie so of course he picks that one to watch.

Eating in peaceful silence together besides the sounds from the movie, he'd occasionally pull me closer to him and lean his head against mine. The actions had my heart bursting with more love for the man.

After finishing our breakfast I tried to stretch my muscles, finding them quite sore.

"Are you okay? I didn't mean to hurt you so badly." He asks worriedly, watching me attempt to move.

"The pain was going to come with it either way, there was no stopping it." I laugh and he tilts his head. It looks like he's thinking cause that's usually what he does when he is.

He stands and gathers the plates and utensils, tossing them in the trash since they were plastic. Picking me up bridal style, my eyes widen when he carries me to the bathroom, having me sit on the counter.