Lanzo and your mom started dating after a rough divorce between her and your father. Lanzo was friendly and very touchy with you. You took it as he was naturally flirty.

That guess changed when you were in the kitchen late one night, getting some water when he came up behind you. His bulge in his pants brushing against your lower back as he leans into you, trailing soft kisses down your neck as his arms wrap around you to reach your front.

“Thirsty, princess?” His raspy voice whispered.