Based on the prompt list I reblogged (I'm still taking promts from the list).
This is for lovely @technicallycleverdetective who picked 25. "Come cuddle." And 56. "You are fun to touch." I hope you like it. 😁💛
Ermal entered Fabrizio's house in Rome, it still sounded weird to call it home, but it wasn't weird unlocking the door with his own key and finding his favorite person on the couch. No, he rather enjoyed that.
Fabrizio was spred there, watching something on tv, but what couth Ermal's eye was the fect Fabrizio was shirtless. And who could blame him? Ermal himself almost reached a boiling point in his black car that looked very cool, but was incredible impractical in late summer morning.
"Hi amore, got everything?" Fabrizio turned around to see Ermal putting the groceries away. Since he was the one to cook today, Ermal wolentired he'll be the one getting him the ingredients. And with the heatwave in full force, that wasn't a small task.
"Yes, and, I've got this too." He raised his hand with a dark bottle in it, showing it to Fabrizio before putting it into the fridge. It was a bottle of Fabrizio's favorite wine.
"Mmm, you're spoiling me. Come here." Fabrizio winked at him.
"I'm not done yet." Ermal replied but the other wasn't having it.
"The food can wait, you're boyfriend can't."
"Oh yeah? This ice cream, that I've got for Libero and Anita, can wait? I don't think so." Ermal smiled mischievously but didn't make any signs of moving closer.
"This ice cream we will eat later dumped in wine."
Ermal made a face at him but didn't question Fabrizio's taste.
"They're not coming until this weekend. Plenty of time to buy more ice cream for them." Fabrizio explained without getting up from the couch, but did sat down in a more comfortable position, making space for Ermal.
"Come cuddle." He waved a hand, gesturing for Ermal to come closer.
"I literally melted in my car. No way in hell am I coming anywhere near you in this heat."
"That's not what you said last night." Fabrizio added with a smirk and turned his attention back to the television.
"Temperatures fall at night." Was the only thing Ermal said in his defence, more to himself than anyone else really.
He went upstairs to take a quick shower and cool down a little, and when he was back, Fabrizio was still setting on the couch. One of his legs spread on it, and the other on the floor, creating a perfect space for Ermal to sit in between. So the curly one slowly approached him and almost shly asked:
"Is the cuddling offer still open?"
Fabrizio looked up with a smile and pulled Ermal down by his hand.
"For you, it's always open."
Ermal comfortably curled up in Fabrizio's lap, leaning his head on the older man's shoulder and kissing his cheek.
It felt nice, Fabrizio's warm skin against his own, now cool one, Fabrizio's arms around him and one hand that, like always, found its way in his curls, a bearded cheek tickling his lips as he kissed it, yes, Fabrizio was nice to cuddle with.
Ermal nuzzled his face in the crock of the other singer's neck and asked:
"It's a show about cars."
The younger wrinkled his nose at that - "Boring." But made no move to reach for the remote or leave the comfortable place to go asume himself elsewhere. Instead he stared tracing one of Fabrizio's many tattoos on his arm with gentle fingers. He continued up to the shoulder and then his fingers slipped to Fabrizio's chast, tracing the letters tattooed there.
"I thought you didn't like my tattoos?" He heard Fabrizio ask playfully, before a kiss was pressed in his hair.
"I don't," he said, his focus still on thin lines of ink, "they are horrible, just horrible." He finished his statement by kissing the last letter and moving his fingers to the cross, a little lower.
"I can see that." Fabrizio smirked. "Then why aren't you killing your boredom somewhere else?"
Ermal looked up, "You have nice muscles." He let a hand rest on Fabrizio's bicep. "But your skin is so soft." He tucked his head under Fabrizio's cheen. "And if I do this," he put a hand on Fabrizio's knee, gently brushing his fingers over it and making Fabrizio flinch, "you are ticklish."
Fabrizio wrapped his arms around the younger tighter and reached for his hand that was still tickling his knee, bringing it up to place a small kiss on his fingers. Ermal followed Fabrizio's movement with his eyes and continue:
"But you know what the best part is?"
"That I have unlimited access to touch you." He grinned up at Fabrizio. "I have Fabrizio Moro premium."
Fabrizio throw his head back with laughter.
"Fabrizio Moro premium, ha? Than you should make the best of it."
"I am making the best of it. Very best." He said, cuddling himself even closer to to the others body and lifting one of Fabrizio's hands in his own hair.
"Now sush and cuddle me before I get too hot again."
Fabrizio just smiled and held the other close.