Y/n POV

Ever since I joined La Squadra, Risotto stood out to me the most. His eyes were strange yet beautiful. I couldn't stop staring at them. His teammates said that he often worked alone. Until I joined. He went on almost every mission with me. We worked as a perfect team. I would use my Stand to hold our enemy down and Risotto would attack with his metal Stand. We would walk home or drive home together and talk about our lives and such.

It was a peaceful life. After knowing him for a while I began to shorten his name to tease him.

"Riso....."

I still remember when Y/n first joined. A gorgeous 16 year old meeting me at the park. Her Stand was strong and she wasn't afraid of me. She had been to hell and back in her lifetime and I didn't scare her. I saw something different in her. A feeling that makes my chest tighten. I don't know what it is, but I like how it feels.

I felt it more when she called me by that nickname she gave me

Riso

It was nice, I liked it.

I walked up to the pool table. All the members of La Squadra were there except for Risotto.

"Hey Y/n! Come play with us"

"No thanks Melone"

Ghiaccio snickered.

"She's too busy with the boss"

"Hm?"

Ghiaccio tried to imitate me.

"I'm Y/n, my Stand is soooo powerful and the boss loves me"

"That's not true!"

Formaggio laughed.

"Y/n you really are cute sometimes"

I gritted my teeth at the comment. I hated it when anyone calls me cute. I didn't train and murder and hurt to be called cute.

"Risotto doesn't like me like that"

"Of course he does, notice how he takes you on every mission with him"

I grabbed a cue ball and joined the game but they continued making comments.

"I thought they were already together"

"Nah, but it's obvious the boss digs her"

"They should really just date already"

"Guys leave her alone"

"Shut it Pesci!"

"The way Risotto was touching her yesterday, he might as well bring her to his bedroom"

"Haha Yeah, Risotto's always staring at her chest"

"Risotto gets rock hard when he catches a glimpse at that ass"

"SHUT THE FUCK UP!"

The room went silent. A voice behind me spoke up.

"Y/n"

"I'll fucking kill you as well you fucki-"

The person behind me grabbed my waist and turned me around and I stared into Risotto's familiar dark eyes. I felt my heart stop. His face was only inches from mine and he was pressing my hips into the pool table. A light blush dusted my cheeks as his red eyes stared into mine.

"I apologize" I said quietly.

He took his hands off of my hips and frowned. He didn't hear the conversation but he could tell that we were arguing about something.

"I accept your apology, now hurry. I have a mission and need you there"

"Of course Riso~"

I tried to stop myself from using the nickname but it slipped out.

Risotto smiled slightly when I called him that. He always said that he hated it but secretly he loved it. I heard Ghiaccio snicker when he heard me call Risotto by that nickname. I dug the heel of my boot into his foot. Risotto nodded at me.

"I wait for you in my bedroom"

I blushed and nodded back. Risotto pushed a stand of hair away from my eye and smiled at me. He then left, leaving me alone with the others. I heard them laugh and they began to mock me again.

"I wait for you in my bedroom" Illuso imitated Risotto.

"He didn't mean it like that!"

The others began to tease me. Imitating me and using Risotto's nickname.

"Agh- Riso you're so big!"

"Riso I love you sooo much"

"Riso!"

I blushed and got up.

"Where are you going" Illuso asked.

"To Riso's bedroom!" They all yelled.

"SHUT UP!"

The room went silent. Then the snickering began again. I stormed out of the room. I can't stand them. They act like children sometimes. I walked down the hallway and to Risottos bedroom. I opened the door, it was completely empty. I heard footsteps behind me as the rest of La Squadra followed.

"Guess he's not here" I stated.

"Too bad, guess you guys aren't going to fuck after all"

I turned around and punched Formaggio in the chest.

"Shut up Formaggio"

A sudden thud of boots behind me signaled that someone as there.

"I'm right here" his cool breath rose goosebumps on my neck.

Risotto pulled me into his arms from behind. He tucked both my legs under his arm as our chests were pressed together.

"Sorry for making you wait"

"I-It's ok"

Is could feel the eyes of the other La Squadra member burn into me. Risotto noticed them.

"Get lost, I'm going on a mission"

He carried me out of the room. I saw the others snicker and Illuso gave me a thumbs up.

"Get it Y/n!"

"Fuck yourself with a cactus" I yelled over Risotto's shoulder.

He chuckled when he heard me yell. Despite being out of the room he didn't put me down yet.

"Can you put me down now"

"Oh right, I apologize"

As he set me down I missed the feeling of his warm arms. We walked outside together.

"This mission is kind of far away so we need to take the train"

"Ok"

We had just finished the mission. The guy had a Stand and could run like hell but we finally caught him. Risotto accidentally misfired and cut my arm open. I managed to stop the bleeding but it was still messy. We entered the train compartment with two seats. I fell down on one of the seats as Risotto sat next to me.

"Ugh, I'm so tired"

"You should be, you ran a lot today"

His fingers gingerly traced the wound on my arm. He frowned.

"Let me fix it, and thats an order not a request"

I nodded and he took my arm. His fingers flew to the buttons on my shirt.

"What are you doing?"

"I can't fix your arm with your shirt on"

I quietly took off my shirt so I was just in a white sports bra. He gingerly cleaned the wound and wrapped it in gauze. I squirmed under his touch and gaze. I hated people looking at me. I hated people touching me even more.

Once the wound was closed and wrapped we didn't talk for a minute. I shivered, I was so cold without my shirt. Ad I reached for my shirt Risotto noticed and pushed it away.

"No"

"Hm?"

"You look better without one"

My cheeks flushed pink and I stuttered out a thank you. He smiled before he put his hands on my shoulders and forced me to look at him. His hands traced up so he was cupping my face in his hands. I felt my cheeks burn.

"Y/n, I think I love you"

What?

Is this for real

I think I'm going to pass out

"?!"

"Every time I look at you, my chest feels tighter"

A light blush coated the usually brooding mans face. It looked unusual against his dark eyes and intimidating face.

"My pants too" he added.

What?!

"I-I feel the s-same way" I stuttered out.

"Good"

He smiled. A light silence coating us for a few seconds.

Then he pounced on me.

He roughly connecting his lips to mine. He pushed me down and pinned me to the seats. My cheeks flushed a bright pink. His hand groped my thigh and I let out a surprised squeak. He used this to slip his tongue into my mouth.

His wrist grabbed my hand and made it trail down his bare abs to the growing tent in his pants. I broke apart from the kiss. My cheeks burned as I was pinned under him. I sat up. We were going to have sex in a train compartment?

"Here?" I stammered.

"Hm, I guess it is kinda small to do this"

Risotto smiled. He looked like he had an idea he wanted to try.

"I have something else in mind"

"?"

"Y/n, you know what a blowjob is right?"

I felt my cheeks heat up and I blushed insanely. I nodded. Risotto pushed me to my knees on the floor and spread his legs slightly wider. I could could see the outline of his member through his tight pants. My hands reached forward to unbuckle his belt. He grabbed my wrists and pinned them together against my back.

"No hands"

I leaned forward, burying my face between his muscular thighs. I tried to undo his belt with my teeth but it kept slipping away.

"I'll help you"

Risottos fingers flew down and undid his belt. He threw it aside and let me do the rest. I gently bit down on the zipper and brought it down. He let go of my hands to take his member out of his pants. I was shocked by its size.

It was extremely thick and the head glistened with precum. It had to be around 9 or 10 inches long!

How would that fit in my mouth?

I buried my face between his muscular thighs. I gently held his cock in my hands. It twitched as I laid a little kiss on the head. I glanced up at Risotto.

"Go on"

"Risotto, I've never tried"

"Please try"

I traced a vein up the side of his member with my fingernail. I brought my pink lips to the head of it and my tongue swirled around the head. Suddenly Risotto grabbed my hair and pushed my mouth down. All of it went into my throat and I gagged. He moved my head back and forth.

I tried to slow down his thrust but to no avail. My head was bobbing up and down on his cock. I felt a single tear fall down my cheek. My vision was showing dark and I couldn't see anymore. I don't want to disappoint him.

I'll keep going. I'll keep going until he's happy, I don't want to ruin this for him.

"Y/n"

"Y/n are you ok"

"Y/n!"

"Y/N RESPOND!"

His cock was pulled from my mouth and he forced me to look up at him. A mix of tears, sweat, and saliva ran down my face.

"Why did you stop?" I slurred.

"You're obviously not ok"

I slumped against his thigh. I had failed him. I wants good enough, was I?

"I'm sorry, I ruined it"

"Y/n, your emotions matter to me"

He tucked his softened dick back into his pants a before he quietly took off his coat and wrapped it around my shoulders. He picked me up and placed me in his lap. I leaned my head against his broad chest. His heartbeat was soothing.

"I'm sorry"

"Y/n..... You don't have to apologize, I-"

He went quiet.

"I love you Y/n, I always have. Ever since I first saw you, I've had feelings for you. The way you walk, the way you speak, the way your words calm me, the way your laughter brighten my entire day. I love you Y/n, and I will forever"

I smiled against his chest and wrapped my arms around his neck. I brought his lips down onto mine for a gentle soothing kiss.

"I love you too Risotto"

"Really?"

"Really"

And so we cuddled for the rest of the train ride. When we walked back into the base we got questioning stares from the others as I wore Risotto's coat. We got even more questioning stares when I spent the night in Risotto's room.

That night we finished what we started on the train.

And a few months later, La Squadra was dressed formally for mission that didn't require killing. A mission given straight from Risotto

Our wedding