By god was it hard to keep this fever down. And you, next to him. His best friend he met on set, an american nonetheless.

He was shirtless, you were not. And desperate to feel your skin, he rolled over, arm draped over you. shaking with heat, as he slowly opened his jaw, running his lips tantalizingly slow across it. so fucking warm.

"Fa male, amore mio. Aiutami..."