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Intanto lascio qui la carrellata delle copertine dei volumi 1-2-3 TvT Maronn che viaggione dal 2017 a qui, ho i lacrimoni.
summary: you planned to tease him discreetly while he was giving a last minute interview via zoom.
Warning(s): non
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The afternoon in New York was quiet, with the sun filtering through the windows of Anthony's apartment. You were idly sitting on the corner of his bed watching him as he sat at his desk, adjusting the camera on his laptop for a live interview with Yes network.
You were a little upset because you and he already had plans to do but unexpectedly he was notified that you had an interview via zoom, it was not the first time that happened when you had plans and you always understood it but this was the fourth time it happened.
But you let it go again, you leaned on one of your arms on his bed and watched him with a half-smile. He was wearing a tight Yankees T-shirt and sweatpants, his hair styled casually, but with that impeccable air he always had.
"How do I look?". he asked, turning slightly towards you and running his hand through his hair.
You gave him an up and down look with a small smile.
"Hmmm, professional but too serious" you said giving him a wink, Anthony laughed and shook his head.
"It's a serious interview, honey. I can't be making jokes"
"Yeah yeah yeah, Sure, sure..." you whispered looking away pretending disinterest but suddenly you had an idea running around in your mind.
You planned to play a little joke on him, since this was the fourth time an unplanned interview had gotten in the way of his plans, not to mention that he also often cancels other plans because of training, travel and team commitments, you'd barely had any quiet moments with him. And now that you were finally home together, his attention was completely on the interview.
His laptop screen displayed the Yes Network logo, and within seconds, the call began.
You listened as the interview began, you still in his bed that was far from the focus of his laptop camera, you watched him curiously. His posture was relaxed but professional with that natural confidence that made him so attractive but his expression was completely serious, too focused on the interview.
That had to change, without making a sound, you slid out of bed and walked towards him with light steps without making a sound. He was barely moving in his seat, his gaze totally fixed on the screen.
Quickly you crept stealthily under his desk, he noticed your presence but he ignored it.
You knelt down in front of his chair and slid your hand gently over his knee.
Anthony immediately tensed at the touch of your hand, his eyes shifted slightly downward but he forced himself to keep his composure.
"This year has been amazing for you," the interviewer continued. "How do you feel about everything you've accomplished?"
"Uh..." Anthony cleared his throat and his mind. "I'm feeling very grateful. It's been a season of a lot of growth and..."
You ran your fingertips along one of his thighs barely touching it and with another hand you caressed his calf, making his back suddenly straight in an instant.
"hmm... I think... the team has been key in my development... and the coaches," he stammered trying to ignore you and continue with the interview.
You were having fun teasing him, you wanted to laugh but you couldn't, you had to stick to your plan. You leaned down to his knee and rested your face on one of his knees while with your right hand you ran your index finger up and down his thigh, caressing him.
Anthony swallowed in order to concentrate and moved his left leg slightly to stop you from caressing him. You ignored what he did and left a gentle kiss on the knee where your face rested.
When you did that Anthony gave you a quick look trying to tell you to stop, instead what you did was to raise your hand a little higher up to his thigh.
Anthony took a very deep breath hiding a groan and trying not to lose his concentration.
"Would you say there is anything you have significantly improved on this year?" asked the interviewer and Anthony cleared his throat before answering.
"Yeah, I would say that... my focus on the dish has been a lot more... uh..." He stopped for a second, his jaw clenched as you felt his muscles tighten even more.
This was being too much funny for you, you ran your hand along his calf again slowly moving up, not taking your eyes off his reaction. His leg moved slightly again, trying to subtly push you away without anyone noticing.
But you weren't going to give up so easily, now you placed your chin on his thigh and whispered softly to him
"Keep talking, Volpe" you smiled naughtily placing one of your hands on his lap.
Anthony almost choked on his own saliva and coughed slightly, your silent laughter lost in the air as he stirred in his seat.
"Sorry..." he said with a small cough, looking at the screen as if nothing was wrong. "I was saying. staying disciplined has been one of my priorities now, continuing to improve is always my goal."
The interviewer nodded, unsuspecting.
"We've definitely noticed. Your performance has been impressive."
Anthony forced a smile as you slid your hands from his hips down his calves once again, leaving small caresses with your fingertips.
But then, you did something that made him almost jump out of his chair, you left a slow kiss right on the inside of his thigh and with your right hand you gently squeezed the erection that was forming in his sweatpants.
Anthony jerked and coughed loudly, pretending something had fallen down his throat.
"Everything okay?" the interviewer asked, slightly surprised.
"Y-yes, yes everything fine," he said quickly, sending you a warning look that only made you smile wider.
Oh, he was angry and very embarrassed, his ears were a little red but he was also enjoying it.
You knew because even though he was trying to push you away with subtle movements, his breathing was heavier, his fingers were pressed against the armrests of the chair and his lips were half-open as if he was holding something back.
You gave him a last kiss on the skin before whispering.
"Focus again."
Anthony clenched his jaw and you walked away with a victorious smile, silently crawling back to bed as he tried to recompose himself.
The interview continued but you could see the slight blush on his cheeks and the way he avoided moving too much in his chair. When the call finally ended, Anthony slammed the laptop shut and turned to you with an intensive expression on his face.
"Did you find that very funny?" he asked with a dangerous tone. "Did you enjoy that?"
"I don't know what you're talking about." you shrugged with an innocent smile.
Anthony stood up, walking slowly towards you.
"You know exactly what I'm talking about." with one of his hands he cupped your chin looking you intensely in the eyes.
You bit your lip, not recoiling when he leaned over you with his hand lightly squeezing your chin.
"You're going to pay for this you did" he whispered against your ear.
"I hope so, Volpe" you said pushing his chest with a little laugh.
And what happened next... well, it was definitely more interesting than any other interview.
