La Principessa Laela

Laela Rossi | 28 | Princess of Italy No one can save you but yourself.

[lizacstuff]

He can’t help himself

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“There she was, at 4am, in your bed. You loved her then, didn’t you? She was wearing your duvet like a cape, with her head poking out. She loved you back; she really did. You said, “I don’t know what to do. I’ve never met anyone like you.” She said simply, “kiss me.” So you did. You lifted her chin and kissed her mouth and swallowed her giggles whole. You felt her sunshine fill your lungs as she wrapped her arms around your neck. You felt the duvet fall as she leant forward. “Tell me a secret,” she said. She was always saying these things. “I’ve told you everything already,“ you said. Your lips were on her neck. “Tell me a secret,” she repeated. “Okay,” you sighed, “I love you.” “Tell me a secret.“ “I’ve always loved you.””

— S. Zhao (via blossomfully)

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When there’s a 2 for 1 special

[laprincipessalaela]

Luka è Laela | Rossis

Luka: Sí, sí!

Luka: I miss you too. What have you been up to??

Laela: Work and also being lazy whenever I can.

Laela: È così che inizio l'anno.

Laela: I feel like I don't see you anymore.

[laprincipessalaela]

Luka è Laela | Rossis

Luka: Ciao, bella!!

Luka: Come stai?

Laela: Who? Me bella?

Laela: Mi manchi.

[laprincipessalaela]

Luka è Laela | Rossis

Laela: Beep. Beep.

Laela: Sto cercando il mio bel fratello.

Laela: Have you seen him?

[laprincipessalaela]

themarkedxdavidson​:

Sure, it can be a lot like talking to a toddler when it comes to him about certain things, since Matt actually does know how to exercise patience and be serious when necessary. But whey be serious when he’s with her? They joke around and she rips on him at times, which he doesn’t mind at all. In fact, he enjoys when she’s playful right back at him. And…fiiiiiiiiine, there will be a bit of a struggle but when she looks like that then how can he behave?? “We won’t. I know you’re not into doing anything in public, not unless people aren’t watching us, but I guess my curiosity is getting the best of me. Mainly to see how you handle just watching people doing things.” His hands went up her arms, not sure how she makes her skin so soft and even from here he can smell how incredible her perfume is. “It’s not simple at all. In fact I’m certain you’ll turn heads with how you look the perfect vision.” He then did something unexpected and took one of her hands and gave the top of it a sweet kiss. “That black dress can be whenever we have one of our roleplay nights where we pretend to be Gomez and Tish.” he said in a hopeful tone. “Lets get going before I change my mind and we stick around here for the rest of the night.”

The Italian waited for him to protest, maybe throw her a pout or two as he whined and pleaded for her to give him the surprise that she was keeping to herself. A second or two ticked by, then another few more without him saying anything about it at all. Wow, he truly did deserve to be spoiled by her later that night - but he didn’t need to know that just yet. “Public automatically equals people so... No. I am not exactly comfortable with that.” She told him honestly. There were just some things that the principessa could not overcome, no matter what she felt for him. There were goosebumps running up and down her arms where his hands had touched, a shiver ran down her spine and cheeks pink for reasons she could barely understand. But he never stopped making her feel beautiful no matter what she was dressed in; something she was more grateful than she ever admitted before. “I still think you’re biased. I hope you know that.” A giggle escaped her lips and she shook her head. “I can tell you really like what I chose for our Halloween costume.”  

Casually she strode to the door and turned around with one hand propped on her hip, grinning from ear to ear at her boyfriend. “If I wasn’t already all dressed up and put on my heels, I might take you up on that offer. But now I am starving for party food, so let’s go!” She stretched a hand out for him to take so they could leave. At least for as long as her legs would allow her to stay out for the night until they feel like her feet were on fire.

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[laprincipessalaela]

rianoconnor​:

closed starter for laela rossi. ( @laprincipessalaela​ )

An unplanned perk of residing– for the time being– on a tropical island ( at least in Rian’s mind ) was the fact that the weather was nearly always perfect. There had hardly been a day since he’d arrived on the island’s shores that the sun hadn’t been shining and though there was a part of him distinctly concerned about the potential for intense sunburns should he make the choice to spend a significant amount of time outside he couldn’t resist the occasional urge to make his way down to the beach with a book in hand and read until he grew bored or he lost light for the day– whichever came first. He’d chosen Treasure Island to read on a whim– a copy he’d owned since he was a child and read frequently throughout his life to the point it was beginning to fall apart the slightest bit. He stretched out languidly on a towel he’d brought with him– reading quietly beneath the bright sunshine until a shadow drifted over him and Rian glanced up, a smile already curving at the edges of his mouth as he looked up to see who had approached him. “Miss Rossi!” His smile widened as he addressed the princess, “It’s wonderful to see you! Would you like to sit? I should likely take a bit of a break to save my eyes. You’re more than welcome to join me.”

Between working at the Hooked and also spending lazy days at the villa getting spoiled to death, it seemed the one thing that Laela had been doing less of was spending time down at the beach. She used to spend almost all her free time down by the waters, watching the sunset while the waves crashed onto the sandy beach with a book in one hand and food by her side. Truthfully she did not realise that she had not been visiting her favourite place on il isola, especially when she used to spend almost all her free time there. Which was why today, on her day off and her boyfriend at work, she took a book with her before she wandered down the stretch of the beach.

To her surprise someone was doing the same thing that she had planned on doing and said person was also calling out to her with a smile. And she too returned the smile adding on a shy wave as she made her way closer to the principe. “You know I always thought that I am the only book nerd that would sit out here in the sun to read.” She mused with a chuckle then gracefully, as best as she could manage to be at least, sat herself down next to the dark haired man. “You sure you don’t mind the company? I am not exactly the quietest company, especially when I get too excited about my book.”

[psychicanchorenthusiast]

[laprincipessalaela]

claudealarie·:

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Claude adjusted in his seat as Laela settled herself across from him; his eyebrow quirked briefly at the sight of Laela checking her phone– as quietly as she was trying to do so being the one thing that caught the prince’s attention where the gesture was concerned. He made a mental note to ask Laela about it if she became engrossed in her phone again over the course of their lunch but for the most part he trusted the younger royal to tell him if anything particularly life changing had happened to her during her stay on the island. Though, as he rolled the thought around in his mind he imagined Laela might be less likely to share anything especially private with him as he was more or less one of her brothers in his own right. At any rate he had no plans to pester her about her personal life if it wasn’t something she wanted to share freely and he busied himself with his coffee to keep his mind from wandering out of sheer curiosity.

“Oh, sweet girl– how could anyone go even a moment without missing you?” The prince’s smile was warm as he spoke– as it always was with his friends and seemed always to be especially so with the Rossi children. “The fact that you seem to find me quite funny is only a bonus to an altogether beautiful friendship,” Claude continued, flashing Laela a wink that he could really only describe as ‘cheeky’ before he took another sip of his coffee. He hummed quietly as he pretended to consider Laela’s question about his behavior for a long moment before he shrugged, a rakish grin replacing his previous smile, “If I wasn’t there to cause a bit of trouble I think they would both go mad from boredom. I did not ask to be born a prince, mon cher– there are simply some things I would rather not simply accept because of tradition. My parents are not always thrilled about that.”

He made a gesture over his shoulder that might have been an attempt to point in the direction of the resort if he’d had a better sense of where it was in reference to where he was sitting in the café specifically. “I’m not as familiar as I could be with the living arrangements but I live in the resort– and this, admittedly, does feel quite a lot like a vacation but… well, I will simply say that I did not choose to visit the island. I cannot say I’m sorry to be here now that I’ve arrived, though. And you, mon cher? Where is it that you live on this small piece of paradise?”

“Because I can be kind of annoying because of how demanding and spoiled I am?” She asked with an innocent tilt of her head. Her statement was a mix of a joke and also her honest thoughts that she had of herself at times. Which also led her to wonder if everyone that she knew, friends or her siblings even, thought of her the same way. “You are more than funny to me, caro amico,” The edges of her lips curled up into a smile. “I think you’re an absolute sweetheart who so happens to enjoy driving his parents up the wall. Plus you have always been so kind to me even though I am technically your best friend’s younger sister than anything..” 

There was no stopping the giggle when he threw her a wink and she remembered now why she had been so interested in befriending him when she was a bambina. There was that, plus the fact that she had always been Luka’s little shadow, which also includes wanting to part of his circle - all of them always seemed so cool that she thought if she were their friend, then she would be cool too. “What do you think will happen to pappa e mama now that you are here?” That was a question that she could not help but ask. Even though he was here in the same circumstances as her, against their choice, she wondered if there was a part of him that was relieved to not have to conform to traditions anymore. 

“Ah I know the resort. It is a pretty place.” Thinking back of her time living at the resort seemed to be quite a distant memory. Now she lived in a villa with not just another principessa but with her boyfriend. Who, she assumed by the vibration from her phone, must have been awake and replied her but she stopped herself from checking it. Quickly she picked up her coffee to sip at as a distraction. “I am staying at one of the villas. The Mecca villas.” Then she stopped herself because she could feel heat creeping onto her cheeks because she nearly mentioned the reason why she was staying there. Maybe it was just too soon to revealing such a fact to her childhood friend when they were only just having their first cup of coffee. “If you do not mind the company, I could be your tour guide. I promise I won’t lead you off a cliff.”

[laprincipessalaela]

themarkedxdavidson​:

That’s an expression Matt’s familiar with, as it’s one his mom would throw at him whenever he got impatient. Why did good things only come to those who wait? He never understood that. Why can’t it come to those who are ready for it? There was another pull to throw the dramatically impatient card at her but he knew the longer he did this the longer they’d not get out of here. As much as he wanted to stay in and undress her he actually is excited for the night ahead. “You know when it comes to me panzienza is not exactly easy.” Matt went to where she was on the bed and held his hand out for Laela to take once her heels were on. Sure, there was a HUGE part of him which wanted to get on his hands and knees and kiss up her leg but…..later. “I convinced myself it was a love at first sight situation when it came to you but guess I’m wrong.” This was said with a playful laugh. “It can be a number of things. I haven’t been in there in a long time and I know if I ask if you want play around in there you’ll run away or explode from shyness. But it’s more to take in what people are doing, maybe give us some ideas of things to try out at some point whenever you’re feeling adventurous.” He’s well aware he’s far more experienced than she when it comes to sex, considering the number of people he’s been with. Matt’s also very aware of her worry when it comes to satisfying him, or that he’ll get bored with her. Which will never happen. “You look fantastically sexy, darling. I can’t wait to show you off tonight.”

“Pazienza,” She repeated it back to him as if doing so would instill the trait into the man. “I guess you’ll have to learn. Or else you won’t get the best kind of things.” But like he said, they both knew very well, this was something he would most definitely struggle with. Especially where she was concerned. A smile was on her face, cheeks slightly pink with a blush when she took his offered hand and stood up, bringing their bodies so close that she could almost feel his warmth brush across her satin clad body. That felt sensual. Too sensual. “As long as we aren’t trying anything there...” Her voice was soft because she was not exactly looking forward to discover what goes on in the Dungeons. She has stayed away from that place for a reason. But to keep her boyfriend happy and excited, she thought why not just go there for the after-party for a little while. Considering everything that he’s done for her already, doing this seemed the least of what Laela could do as a girlfriend. “You don’t think this is too simple?” She asked to make sure. “I could always wear the black dress that you liked.”

[laprincipessalaela]

“ i like seeing you smile. ”

{ @themarkedxdavidson }

For some reason her immediate response was to scrunch up her nose and hide her face by drinking her coffee. Sometimes she wondered why it was that Matt always saw her as someone so beautiful - or as he put it very non-subtly, hot. On top of that he seemed very determined to do everything that he could to make sure she was happy which also includes telling her things like him liking her smile. 

“Stop it,” She told him with a whine. “You’re distracting me.”

[laprincipessalaela]

“ i’m just tired. ”

{ @savagenikita }

Somehow the principessa knew in her heart that there was more to Nikita than just her being tired. But not wanting to be annoying or risk offending the Russian, she merely nodded in acceptance of her explanation. Then she thought of something that she hoped would make the other feel better. “How about some coffee and breakfast?” She asked with a smile. “Fatto da me.”

[laprincipessalaela]

“ you don’t have to talk, we can just sit together. ”

{ @themarkedxdavidson }

“Sei sicuro?” She arched a brow at him while she remained soaked in the bathtub. “You think you can sit there and keep your hands all to yourself without saying anything?” Probably not. Chances are he was going to try to touch her even if he was not actually in the tub. He had little to no self control in general but even more so when it came to her. “Promettimi. Then maybe I’ll let you sit by me.”

[laprincipessalaela]

“ can i help you? ” -- Isak

{ @isak-bergstrom }

“Oh sei tu!” She quipped excitedly at the sight of the very tall man. The bright side was that they were out of the Dungeons so she would not be blushing the entire time she was talking to him. Plus this time it was her turf that they met at so she had the upper hand, despite him standing a good feet taller than her, which was thankfully not an obvious difference with him sat down at the bar. “Since you’re here at my workplace, I guess I should be the one to ask you that. Anything you want to drink before you look at the menu?”

[laprincipessalaela]

“ i miss you. ”

{ @luka-istallion​ }

“E mi manchi mio caro fratello.” She replied and gave him no time to respond before she leaped forward to wrap her arms around his shoulders. Although they were both trapped on the same isola, it sometimes felt as if they lived two very different lives. Luka was happily living with his boyfriend while Laela was too and in an attempt to keep both men in her life, she thought it was best to also keep them separated. “Stai facendo bene?”