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beaker1636 · 2 years

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Vinny Mauro Imagine for @atreyuinthemidle2

She requested an imagine where you take Vinny to a grandparents birthday and your family grill him with questions, after he confesses he likes you.

I took a little creative liberty with making the character a merch girl for the band just to make a little sense, and I also kind a took it a route where he pretends to be dating the reader. I got a little too into this and it is a lot longer than I planned, hope you enjoy it!

Word count: 2400

Everyone has slowly left game night which you were hosting at your house now, except for Vinny. This is nothing new for both of you, he always tends to linger when you are hosting and you do the same when it is at his place. The two of you find that you always spend quite a bit of free time together ever since you moved to the neighborhood several months ago and started working for the band touring as a merch girl. The two of you have pretty much become best friends in the six month time frame, and honestly you have no complaints that he is lingering at your place, you like having him around, more so than you would ever admit outloud.

You find yourself lost in your head as you start to clean up the paper plates and cups that the other guys and their girlfriends left tonight.

Your thoughts are inturrupted by Vinny who is starting to help you clean everything up.

“What’s up with you tonight? You seem a little stressed out and frustrated compared to usua,” he asks you as he follows you to the garbage in the kitchen with his own stack of garbage.

“Remeber how I told you that my grandma is turning 95 and we’re all going out to dinner tomorrow night?” You ask him as you return to the living room, both of you taking a seat on the couch next to eachother.

“Yes, is something wrong?” he questions.

You look down embarrassed, not wanting to admit what you are about to. “So I know I have told you before that she always has given me shit about being single, that I am the grandkid that is destined to be forever alone. Well a few weeks ago she started on one of her rants about it and I was annoyed so I told her I was starting to see someone to shut her up. Last night we were talking on the phone and she told me that I am uninvited if I don’t bring my new boyfriend with me….. And I don’t have one. So now I either need to fake a break up or find a boyfriend before dinner tomorrow.”

Vinny laughs at you, straight up full belly laughs. “So what your saying is that if I am not busy, which I am not, that you need a fake boyfriend with you to go with you? I will glady do it. We know eachother well enough that I don’t think we’d be suspicious.”

You look up at him confused, he sounds serious but there is no way he is actually volunteering to pretend to be your boyfriend. You are absolutely shocked that he would even suggest this.

“Are you serious or are you fucking withme? You are never serious,” You say, wide eyed.

“What? We go see your family, hold hands and pretend that we are dating. We know eachother so well they wont be able to tell we aren’t actually together and your family will be none the wiser, and I get free food out of it. So why not?” He says looking at you with his charming smile that always makes you give in to what he wants.

“I- I fine,” you agree with a stutter, avoiding his eye contact. “Thank you I guess?”

“You’re welcome, what are friends for? Anyways, it is almost midnight, I better get home so we both have plenty of sleep before tomorrow,” he gives you a quick hug before walking out the door to his place.

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The two of you make the hour and a half drive back to your hometown, talking and singing along to the radio like you always do when you are in the car or the tour bus together.

Your mind is racing the entire drive, unsure of how you feel about this. Truthfully, you would love to be with Vinny, having a crush that developed a couple months back. You would never actually admit this to him. Because there is no way he feels the same, he probably sees you as one of the guys honestly. But what if this changes things somehow? What if holding his hand and acting like you are in a relationship makes you struggle that much more with your feelings and makes you want him more? What if he somehow can tell that for you this isn’t just pretending?

Before you know it you arrive and you glance up at Vinny with a nervous glance before looking out of the car at the entrance.

“Relax y/n it is goung to be alright. We are going to hold hands, be absolutely adorable together and nobody will ever know the difference. Now lets get out there and woo some people,” Vinny says with a smile.

Both of you step out of his car, making your way to eachother and grabbing hands. You’ve got to somehow look connected in some way right? Truthfully though, you are enjoying the feeling of his hand in yours way too much, which scares you. These little touches and glances you keep giving eachother are only for tonight and that thought makes your stomach drop.

As you step into the restaurant your grandmother is the first one to notice the two of you walk in to the party room they reserved in the back for this get together.

“Wow Y/n! I honestly thought that you were lying about being with someone finally,” she says as she pulls you into a hug.. You can feel the blush on your face forming at her words.

“Sorry to disappoint but I was serious, Grandma this is Vinny, my boyfriend,” you say introducing them to eachother.

She immediately moves to pull him into a hug as well, shes always been affectionate with people. “Nice to meet you Vinny, you’re a real catch huh?” she asks with a wink. You find yourself blushing yet again.

She drags you over to the rest of your family where you introduce Vin to everyone there. Everyone is mingling over dinner when it arrives but that doesn’t last long. Your brother and father decided that its time to apparently interrogate Vinny and start in with questions.

“So how long have you had a boyfriend, I don’t remember you mentioning this to me the last time we talked last week or ever honestly,” your father asks, closely watching your reaction. He doesn’t fully buy this story that you’ve had one for a few weeks now.

“Uh it has only been a couple weeks, but we’ve been friends for almost six months. He was one of the first people I met when I moved,” you say reaching for your wine and taking a sip trying to soothe your nerves.

Vinny has had ahold of your hand under the table for awhile but gives it a reassuring squeeze which helps calm your nerves a little bit. He also sends you a quick smile when you glance over at him.

“So what do you do for work Vinny?” your brother asks, still undecided on what he thinks about Vinny.

“I’m the drummer in the band Motionless in White. I have been doing this for 8 years now give or take a little. I gave up pretty much everything to audition and join the band and it worked out in my favor,” he responds cooly.

You are impressed, if he is nervous he is hiding it really well. He seems completely calm and collected. Which is probably good because that is what is keeping you from slowly sliding out if your chair and into the floor from embarrassment.

“So you must tour a lot, do you actually think you can trust him and handle being away from him for months at a time with your anxiety Y/N?” your father asks with a tone that lets you know he isn’t thrilled with the idea.

“Considering that the band he is in is the one I work for as the head merch and sales person and am on the road with them yeah. And even if I wasn’t I absolutely trust Vin, he is a great guy dad honestly.” You say meeting his eyes letting him know you aren’t wavering on your opinion of this. Vinny can tell that you are starting to get worked up a little and starts rubbing your hand with his thumb to try and bring you back down a little bit, it works.

“I forgot about your new job, I take it that is how you two met?” your father asks glancing at both of you.

“No, well kind of? We are neighbors but I had the job before that, however my first time actually meeting him was as neighbors and thats when we realized that I worked for his band,” you respond.

“I have one last question,” your brother says. “I promise I will leave you alone after this. Just looking out for her given her previous choices in men.”

You flush at his words, bringing your hands up to hide your face.

“Why are you even interested in Y/N? I am sure you meet plenty of attractive and interesting women with your job and could land damn near any of them so why her?” your brother asks.

You hold your breath at this question, this is the one that could get you in trouble. How good of a liar can he be that he can make it seem like whatever he says is true. But you are also interested, maybe some of what he says could be true?

You glance up at Vinny, who takes hold of your hand as soon as you put it back in your lap.

“Honestly, she is one of the most beautiful women I have met. As far as that goes she wins hands down. But we truly fit well together, shes always there for me for the good and the bad. When we were just friend she was there for me and she still is. When my depression was getting bad she refused to let me be alone and was always the first person talking to me and making sure I was alright. I am pretty sure she single handedly pulled me out of it. She isn’t afraid to give me input and call me out for my dumb ideas. The more I learn about her over time the more I am impressed with her and want to be with her. She means the world to me,” Vinny says.

You find yourself at a loss for words, part of you feels like you can absolutely believe what he is saying and that he is being truthful. Either he really has feelings for you or he is one hell of an actor.

Your family all go quiet before breaking into conversations and finally leaving the questioning of you guys behind. Your father and Vinny are off in their own little world while you sit there processing everything and thinking.

Before you know it everyone decides it is finally time to head home. Your grandmother gives both of you another hug.

As you hug your father goodbye he whispers in your ear, “ that boy clearly cares a lot about you, I approve. His words make you smile, happy with the fact your family likes Vinny.

Both of you sit in the car quietly, tension setlting over the both of you that you can’t quite figure out the cause of, making you wish the drive wouldn’t be a long one.

About half way you decide to break the lull “Thank you again, I really owe you for this. The funny part is as we were leaving I was informed that they like you and approve of you. The only boyfriend my family has liked and we are lying to them.”

“Thank you for letting me come, I had a good time even if your family interrogated me like I killed your sister or something,” He says smiling at you quick before looking back at the road.

You both let the quiet settle back over the car, letting the radio drown out the silence and making it feel a little less tense. You are glad when you finally arrive at your house, ready to leave the awkward feeling.

You bid a goodnight to Vinny and thank him again before stepping out of the car and walking up your driveway to your front door.

As you turn to starting locking your door you hear Vinny yell after you,” Y/N wait!”

You turn around to see him running up your drive way towards you before stopping in front of you, causing you to look up at him due to the height difference.

“I figured out how you can pay me back for tonight,” he says as you both make eye contact.

“Okay and?” you ask as you shiver from the cold of the night against your skin.

He goes silent for a second, making you nervous as you notice that he is taking a deep breath. One of his hands grabs the back of your shoulder as the other cups your cheek, making you look back up at him. You find yourself shivering at the close contact, wondering what the hell he was up to.

Before you can figure out what is going on he leans down, closing the gap between the two of you. His warm, soft lips are moving slowly againsy yours, making you freeze out of shock. When you shake the shock off and realize what is happening you wrap your arms around his shoulders, moving your lips against his before he pulls away, resting his forehead on yours.

Both of you are silent, processing what just happened between both of you while your arms are wrapped around eachother. Neither of you were sure what to say after that.

Finally Vin breaks the silence.

“Maybe what I said to your family about why I am interested in you is true. And maybe we don’t have to lie to them about us.” He says softly, looking at you to see your reaction. “ You can pay me back by agreeing to a date and possibly starting a relationship with me.”

You smile and just nod your head before he pulls you into a tight hug, you resting your face against his chest.

Maybe for once in your life lying has worked out in tour favor.

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webvore · 2 years

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stream porcelain or feel my wrath

#my art #vinny mauro #vinny miw #motionless in white #miw (band)#trap demon #vincenzo mauro #the scoring of the end of the world

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endlizly · 1 year

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smol

from rickys video

#vincenzo never fails to make my day #vinny mauro #miw #motionless in white

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sweeter0da · 7 months

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Sharing with the crowd

#miw #motionless in white #miw band #motionless in white fandom #vinny mauro #vincenzo #that’s not Vinny that’s vincenzo #Vinny miw #I’m the monkey #pookie says that’s her and Chris #he looks so different #sachetti

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throwingmetothelions · 5 months

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Once again screaming from the ledge of a building gargoyle style: VINCENZO MAURO COULDNT DOM SOMEBODY IF HIS LITTLE GOBLIN LIFE DEPENDED ON IT.

Like … this is a wide open discussion bc it’s just a HC but come ON. LOOK AT HIM. LISTEN TO HIM. WHAT ABOUT HIM SAYS THAT HE COULD.

#motionless in white #vinny mauro

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tearfallpixie · 2 months

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Make Mama Happy - Chapter 3

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I pouted in the back seat while simultaneously glaring at the driver of the vehicle. Heather had convinced me with her stupid puppy dog eyes to tag along to Vinny's place with her and Rick to watch a movie. I didn't know how I would survive tonight, but at least it was just the four of us instead of a party.

"Oh, come on. It won't be so bad. I promise, Chole," Heather tried to appease me. Ricky had apologized for what he said, and I could tell he was sincere, so I forgave him, but it didn't make us buddies.

"One night. And then never again," I declared, crossing my arms and resigning myself to the impending social gathering. I didn't share with Heather the information about seeing Vinny at the winery, so as far as she was aware, the last time I had seen him was at the party.

We all walked up to Vinny's door, which he opened before we stepped onto the porch. The atmosphere felt tense, and I couldn't shake the feeling that this movie night might not be as uneventful as Heather hoped.

"Hey guys, come on in," Vinny greeted us, his gaze lingering on me before turning his attention to the group. We walked in, and I couldn't help but feel the weight of his scrutiny as we settled on the couch. Ricky and Heather claimed one side, leaving only two spots available, forcing me to sit next to the drummer.

Vinny had chosen an action movie that Heather and Rick had shown interest in, and I found it mildly intriguing. I decided to tag along because it had only recently been released, and I hadn't had a chance to watch it yet. As we settled in, I tried to focus on the movie, but the tension in the room was palpable. I could tell that we were all tense, expecting someone to pop off at any moment.

"Do any of you want popcorn?" Vinny asked, pausing the movie. We were only about 20 minutes into it and had forgotten to consider the snacks beforehand.

"Oh, that sounds delicious! Please?" Heather cheered. Vinny stood and padded to the kitchen quietly.

"Oh, I need something to drink. Anyone else?" I asked, taking the opportunity to escape the tense atmosphere on the couch. Once I took their orders, I followed the drummer into the kitchen. "Just need to get some drinks," I mumbled.

I reached into the fridge and pulled out two water bottles and a Sprite before turning to Vinny. "Do you want me to grab one for you since you'll have your hands full with the popcorn?"

"Sure," he said after a moment of silence. "A Sprite is fine. Thank you." I nodded, sensing the awkwardness but choosing to maintain a level of courtesy. There was the sound of the door opening, prompting us to perk up. Vinny grabbed the bowl and stepped back into the living room to see an older woman standing there holding a comically large box. "Mama? What are you doing here?"

"Well, I forgot to bring over that statue you asked for last week. So I thought I would stop by on my way home today. Hello, Richard and Heather. It's always good to see you," she greeted warmly.

I exchanged a surprised glance with Heather and Rick, Vinny’s mum’s arrival seemed to catch everyone off guard, and I couldn't help but glance over at Vinny. He had a guarded expression on his face so I couldn't tell what he was feeling.

"Hello, Mama Mauro. Looking beautiful as always," Rick flirted, earning an eye roll from me as I went over to set the drinks on the table. Vinny followed me, setting the popcorn down too.

"I don't believe we have had the pleasure of meeting yet," Mrs. Mauro said, holding out her hand. I shook it, introducing myself.

"I'm Nichole."

"Kyle said my Vincenzo had a girlfriend. I didn't know you would be so pretty," she remarked, casting a discerning eye over me. I glanced at Vinny in alarm, a sentiment mirrored in his expression, but there was an underlying look of pleading in his eyes.

"I wasn't aware that Kyle had said anything," Vinny spoke up, wavering a bit.

"You flatter me, Mrs. Mauro," I mumbled, attempting to maintain a bashful tone. I felt Vinny move into my space, a hand touching the small of my back. Glancing at Ricky and Heather, who looked confused, I silently pleaded for them to keep their mouths shut.

"I'm sorry I didn't introduce her sooner, Mama. We just wanted to make sure it would work before we told anyone," Vinny explained, a hint of unease in his voice.

"How did you two meet?" Mrs. Mauro pressed, her curiosity evident.

"He came by my winery a few weeks ago for a tasting with Kyle. We started talking then and just never stopped," I smoothly replied, sticking to the fabricated story.

"How sweet. You know, Vincenzo used to be such a play—"

"Mum, let me take that from you," Vinny cut her off, stepping forward and taking the box from her. "I will see you at family dinner this weekend." His interruption distracted her from her thoughts and I couldn't be more grateful.

"Of course, baby. Nichole, you must come. I insist. I won't take no for an answer," Mrs. Mauro demanded, her determination clear.

"Mum, I'm sure she has her own plans," Vinny tried to interject.

"Nonsense. She's family now. I'm sure she can arrange her schedule," she insisted. Vinny looked at me for help, but I couldn't come up with a convincing excuse.

"I don't mind," I conceded, realizing that it might be the path of least resistance.

"Wonderful! I will see you both Saturday," Mrs. Mauro declared, bustling out of the house and leaving all of us in stunned silence.

"What the fuck just happened?" Ricky asked, his confusion mirroring my own.

"Well, it seems as if Nichole and Vinny started dating, and we weren't aware," Heather giggled, seemingly entertained by the unexpected turn of events.

"No. I still hate her. But my brother fucked me over, and if I don't do this, my mum will start setting me up on blind dates," Vinny muttered, stepping away from me quickly, making it clear that this was nothing more than a charade to appease his mother. I couldn't help but feel a mixture of surprise, confusion, and a hint of amusement at the absurdity of the events.

"Well, you're in for it now, so you better start playing nice," Ricky teased, adding a touch of humor to the situation. Vinny and I took our places on the couch again, both of us lost in thought about the impending friday dinner.

"Do my eyes deceive me, or is Ricky Olson being nice to my best friend?" Heather snickered, noticing the change in Ricky's demeanor.

"I'm just here to watch her fail," the guitarist shrugged, maintaining a facade of indifference. His girlfriend swatted his chest and scowled, signaling a playful reprimand.

"I only just forgave you. Don't be stupid," Heather scolded Ricky before turning back to us. "You two need to practice before you go on Saturday. You will need to actually look like a couple." Both Vinny and I exchanged glances, our reluctance evident. Neither of us wanted to pretend, but we also didn't have a choice now.

"I'm sure we can fake it well enough," Vinny protested. "Only need to stay together for a little while. Then we can break up and forget about each other."

"You can't do that to Mama Mauro. You'll have to be together for a few months at least. Now cuddle. I want to see how you two look together," Heather insisted, determined to make her point. I knew she was right, but I didn't want to get closer to the drummer than necessary. Glancing at him, he shrugged, equally annoyed. I scooted closer to him, and he reached around me to drop his arm across my shoulders.

"God, you two are so stiff," Richard spoke up, expressing his discomfort with the situation. "I don't like this, but I'm going to help you two out. Look at each other and try to relax." As I sat there, curled awkwardly in the drummer's arms, I glanced up at him to see his hazel eyes staring back down at me. Initially filled with curiosity at the request of the guitarist, his gaze softened to something almost kind as we held eye contact. I felt his arm grow heavy on my shoulder, and surprisingly, I found myself relaxing into his side.

"That's a little better. Now kiss," Richard suggested, adding a touch of mockery to the situation. Our eyes snapped over to him, anger filling my bones as he made light of the entire predicament.

"Like hell!" I snapped in response to Ricky's suggestion.

"You'll have to eventually. Might as well get the first awkward one out of the way so you are used to it later," Ricky shrugged, seemingly unperturbed by my resistance. I looked back up at the drummer, and although he looked unhappy, both of us knew that he was right. He sighed, leaning down to peck my lips.

"No, stupid. Kiss her properly," Ricky insisted, pushing for a more convincing display. The tension in the room increased as I hesitated, grappling with the discomfort of the situation.

"Make it deep, sweet, soul-stealing," Heather ordered.

"Oh, come on! We will never have to kiss in front of his parents. It's not that big of a deal," I protested, trying to reason with them. However, neither of the others would have it. I glared at them hard until a hand took my chin and turned me to face Vinny.

His lips met mine again in a longer kiss this time, one that truly took my breath away. His lips were soft, and they tasted of movie theater butter from the popcorn we had in front of us. He must have snuck some before we left the kitchen. As his lips moved against mine, we both relaxed further into each other, and his arms found their way around my waist. He pulled me into him for a moment before letting go and pulling away.

"Now that's more like it," Heather declared, seemingly satisfied with the performance. I snapped away from his gaze and looked at my best friend.

"Are we good?" I asked, breaking the silence that hung in the room.

"I think that's passable," Richard shrugged, offering a smirk. I scoffed and stood up.

"Cool. Enjoy the rest of your movie. Vinny, I guess I'll see you Saturday," I announced, ready to make my exit. I grabbed my jacket and headed toward the door when a hand grabbed my arm, turning me back around. Vinny was standing there, staring down at me, appearing like he wanted to say something.

"Yes?" I prompted.

"I- just- thank you. I'm sorry I dragged you into this," he mumbled, a hint of sincerity in his voice.

"It's whatever. I'll keep up appearances as long as you need me. I should go," I replied, deciding to keep my response casual. I exited the house, dropping into a squatting position on the porch for a few minutes to take a deep breath. I could handle this. It was going to be fine.

#motionless in white #miw band #vinny mauro #vinny mauro fanfic

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sierrasdiary · 4 months

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·:¨༺ italian masc names ༻¨:·.

‪‪‪‪❤︎‬ Achilleo

‪‪❤︎‬ Adriano

‪‪❤︎‬ Agostino

‪‪❤︎‬ Aldo

❤︎‬ Alfonso

‪‪❤︎‬ Angelo

‪‪❤︎‬ Antonio

‪‪❤︎‬ Armando

‪‪❤︎‬ Augustino

‪‪❤︎‬ Battista

‪‪❤︎‬ Carlo

‪‪❤︎‬ Carmelo

‪‪❤︎‬ Cesare

‪‪❤︎‬ Dario

‪‪❤︎‬ Dante

‪‪❤︎‬ Domenico

‪‪❤︎‬ Elio

‪‪❤︎‬ Enzo

‪‪❤︎‬ Florentino

‪‪❤︎‬ Franco

‪‪❤︎‬ Giovanni

‪‪❤︎‬ Leonardo

‪‪❤︎‬ Luca

‪‪❤︎‬ Marcello

‪‪❤︎‬ Massimo

‪‪❤︎‬ Matteo

‪‪❤︎‬ Mauro

‪‪❤︎‬ Othello

‪‪❤︎‬ Paolo

‪‪❤︎‬ Pietro

‪‪❤︎‬ Renzo

‪‪❤︎‬ Romeo

‪‪❤︎‬ Santino

‪‪❤︎‬ Stefano

‪‪❤︎‬ Valentino

‪‪❤︎‬ Vincenzo

‪‪❤︎‬ Vito

#name list #name suggestions #italian names #name ideas #name help #masc names

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lalalychee · 1 year

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full process for my most recent painting 🫶 like i said previously, every single glitter and hair strand is meticulously painted by hand. i don't use filters or fancy brushes on my paintings; this entire thing was literally all done with one single watercolor brush haha.

#and u can tell because the glitter lines are annoyingly not parallel LMFAOOOO #it's driving me insane but it's too hard to fix and i did the entire thing on one layer like a fuckin IDIOT #my art #painting #art #art process #painting process #motionless in white #miw #vinny mauro #vincenzo mauro

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catharsis-in-darkness · 18 days

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Family Affairs: Chapter 2

Authors Note: Things are looking up y'all! Unbeta'd per usual.

Pairing: Vinny Mauro x Reader

CW: Fluff, Implied smut, smut?? 18+ (kinda??), Pregnancy, slight angst

Word count: 1,224

Divider: @cafekitsune

Tags: @tearfallpixie @jilliemiw86 @vinyardmauro @malerieee

Let me know if you’d like to be tagged!

“Holy shit.” Vinny muttered next to me, out of breath. I rolled over looking at his disheveled figure. A light sheen of sweat covered his body as his chest rose and fell rapidly. His neck and cheeks were blotched with red. My own body was shaking slightly, still coming down from my high. Vinny moved closer, throwing an arm over me.

“You okay, my love?” He murmured. Our legs entangled as I ran my hand up and down his arm. “Besides the fact that I feel like I just got my soul sucked out of my body, I’m doing amazing, baby.” I chuckled, slowly feeling his orgasm leaking out of me. I shuddered in discomfort.

“Let me go get a towel.” He slowly made his way into our en suite bathroom, wetting a rag for me. He rolled me over before spreading my legs gently. I felt a finger trail down my thigh, getting closer and closer to my mound. I let out a hiss at the sensitivity as his finger scooped some of his release up and pushed it back into me. His head snapped up to meet mine.

“Can’t let any of this go to waste can we?” Vin gave me the toothiest grin he could muster.

“Oh my god! Don’t make it nasty, Vin!” Grabbing a pillow from behind me, I hit him hard enough to feel it.

“You didn’t think it was nasty when I-” I hit him again.

“STOP!!” My eyes were now watering with laughter.

“Don’t be embarrassed mama, it’s just us here.” Vinny cooed at me. I glared at him before nudging him to finally clean me up.

“When are the guys getting here?” I asked as we finally divulged into our now cold breakfast.

“They should be here in like 30, I think.” Vin stated, swallowing his food. After our rendezvous this morning we showered and got dressed, but not before we went for round 2 in the shower.

“Let me put pants on then.” I put my plate into the sink then washed my hands. Vinny came up behind me, yet again. One of his hands circled my waist, before pulling his shirt up that I was wearing. His finger slipped into the band of my panties slowly.

“Round 3?” He asked me. Even though I couldn’t see him, I could hear the smirk evident in his voice. I turned around palming his bulge. I looked into his eyes as I bit my lip. Leaning in towards his ear, I whispered to him.

“You’re not even packed yet doofus.” I pulled my hand away quickly, bursting into laughter. He glared at me, while I fell to the floor laughing.

“You’re so mean.” He feigned sadness. He turned away from me with a pout on his face. I got up, giving him a peck on the cheek, walking out the kitchen past him.

“If you finish packing before the guys get here, we can.” I taunted him, running into our bedroom. I heard his hurried footsteps after me soon after.

“I’m going to miss you so much baby.” I sighed; my arms wrapped around Vinny tightly. My eyes started watering. I buried my head into his chest so he wouldn’t see me cry.

“Hey, look at me mama.” I sniffled as he pulled my face up to look at him.

“I’ll be back before you know it, and then we can have all the time in the world to make mini Vincenzos.” He lit up at the mention of his mini me’s. I nodded, my vision still blurry from my tears. He wiped them away for me, kissing both of my cheeks.

I hated how lonely I felt, and he wasn’t even gone yet. I’ve never been an out-going person, so when Vin left I never really had much to do. It was stupid, I try not to over bear him when he’s gone, but sometimes I can’t help it. After 3 years of dealing with this, I have gotten better at it. Regardless of that though, I still feel alone at times.

“Make sure you go and visit Logan while I’m gone.” I nodded yet again. Finally mustering the courage I kissed him.

“I love you so so so much baby, be safe, have fun, no drugs or hookers please!” I added in the last line knowing Vinny would never do that to me. My spirit lifted a little higher when we opened the door to see the boys waiting for him. Rick let out a whistle.

“Rick! Leave my wife alone!” Vinny yelled, flipping him off.

“Hey! She’s not Mrs. Mauro just yet.” Rick shrugged.

I gave everyone hugs and told them all to have fun. Giving Vinny one last kiss, I made my way back to the porch.

“Keep my Vincenzo safe!” I called before they all got in the car.

“Anything for you Mrs. Mauro!” Rick winked at me, getting a slap to the back of the head from Vinny. I laughed at their antics as they pulled away. My smile faded, and I went back into our now empty house. I sighed, starting to clean up the breakfast we never put away.

1 Month Later

“I miss you so much, mama” Vin told me over the phone while I made dinner.

“Me too my love, only 2 months left though!” I remained happy.

“What’s got you in such a good mood today, love?” He was surprised at my tone. I bit my lip to suppress myself from telling him.

“I don't know, I’m just in a good mood. I went and saw Logan today, I talked to him about how I’ve been feeling, and I think things are starting to look up!” I rambled. It was true, I went to Logan’s gravesite and told him the news.

“Okay it’s just a pregnancy test, nothing scary right?” I whispered to myself. “You wanted this, remember?” I stared at the test on the sink. From the kitchen, I heard my timer of 3 minutes going off on my phone.

“Here goes nothing.” I slowly grabbed the test and flipped it to face me. I looked at myself in the mirror, taking a deep breath.

Positive.

I let out a gasp of excitement, the tears flooding my eyes before I could stop them. I need to tell Vin! I ran to my phone, but stopped before I pressed on Vinny’s contact button. I instead called Chris. He answered after a few rings.

“Hey bean, what’s up?” He asked, sounding concerned.

“Can you help me surprise Vin?” I asked excitedly. Chris helped me set up a flight and promised to keep it a secret from everyone. I was leaving tomorrow at noon and Chris said he’d pick me up from the airport. I was beyond ecstatic. I couldn’t believe after one try; we were pregnant!

“Baby we just got called for soundcheck, I’ll call you later, okay?” Vinny told me, snapping me back to reality.

“Okay my love, I have a doctor's appointment in the morning so I’ll be asleep early tonight.” I shrugged, forgetting he can’t see me.

“Doctor’s appointment?? For what??” He asked, his tone laced with worry.

“It’s just my yearly checkup baby, nothing bad.” I calmed him. We said our goodbyes and with that I ate my dinner and went to bed.

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albumdellefigurine · 1 year

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Napoli 1979-‘80

Luciano Castellini, Vittorio Caporale, Moreno Ferrario, Mauro Bellugi, Giovanni Improta, Roberto Badiani;

Erasmo Lucido, Attilio Tesser, Vincenzo Marino, Oscar Damiani, Andrea Agostinelli.

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You Move Like I Want To

Pairing: Vinny Mauro x Female Reader

Content Warning: 18+ MDNI!!! Porn without plot, smut, teasing, soft dom!Vinny, reader is kind of a brat, vaginal fingering, male masturbation, mutual masturbation, phone sex, facetime sex.

Word Count: 3k

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Author’s Note: All of this started from my daily Vinny post and out of pocket tag by @ovhellfire 😂 Now here is… this filthy piece of work. That’s all I have to say for myself. This was not beta’d so I apologize in advance. Enjoy 😉

Getting your boyfriend worked up was your favorite thing to do, especially when he was away on tour. The longer he was away combined with the tension from your teasing made for incredible homecoming sex. You felt yourself getting wet just thinking about it.

You had been teasing Vinny all day, the poor thing. Sending him selfies with your breasts spilling out more than usual. Showing him the slinky little dresses you were trying on at the department store, making sure to pick out ones with the highest slit possible. He loved your hips and thighs and you wanted to make sure the dresses accentuated them perfectly.

Of course, you had no intention of actually buying them. This was all a game meant purely for your own satisfaction.

Later in the evening you thought you’d share your bubble bath with him. The photos were tame enough in the beginning. The standard bath selfie with nothing showing. It took him a while to respond and you got bored, so you decided to heat things up a bit. You roll over onto your stomach, resting on your left arm and stick your butt out of the water a bit. With your free hand you snap a selfie, making sure to flash your most mischievous smile in the process. Send.

A few minutes later, your phone pings.

Vin 💕 loved an image

“Are you kidding me?” You say aloud to an empty room.

Y/N: I think my ass deserves a better response than that, Vincenzo.

Vin 💕: Sorry, baby. We’re on the bus right now and the guys are right next to me playing video games.

Y/N: You know you have a bunk, right? ;)

Vin 💕: They’ll get suspicious if I go back there this early. You know how Ricky is. He’ll have a camera in my face the second I walk back there.

You groan. Fucking Ricky. Always cockblocking the two of you with his damn updates.

Vin 💕: I’m really sorry baby. Maybe later?

Never one to be deterred, you sit up and lean back against the bathtub. You collect what was left of the bubbles and cover your exposed breasts with them. You angle your phone the way you want it and raise your hips slightly so your pussy is barely visible beneath the water.

“Let’s see how he responds to this one.” You snicker.

The photo had barely shown as “delivered” and he had already responded.

Vin 💕: You better watch it, princess.

You shiver at the term of endearment. He only called you princess when he was especially worked up. The last time you got him to call you princess was not long before he left for tour. You had been bratty all day in front of his friends. He whispered a warning in your ear, much similar to the one he just sent you, but you continued.

The second the door closed and his friends had left, he had you pinned against it fucking you so hard your vision went white and you drenched his cock and your hardwood floors. You couldn’t sit right for days after. He smiled like an idiot knowing it was because of him.

You whimper loudly, the memory sending a shockwave of arousal through your core. Fuck, you were aching for him. Unfortunately for you, he was thousands of miles away and wasn’t offering any assistance.

Well, if he won’t help. You’ll just have to take care of things yourself and show him what he’s missing. Who cares if the guys were next to him and potentially saw the photos? Your cheeks heat up at the thought. Just the idea of them seeing you spread open for Vinny had your brain malfunctioning.

Your pussy is throbbing now and you can’t take it anymore. You get out of the bathtub and dry off. Slipping into your bedroom, you lay down on your bed and make yourself comfortable. Opening your legs you dip your fingers into your folds, spreading your arousal and moaning at the feeling.

You become so lost in your own pleasure that you almost forget about your mission. You blindly grab for your phone and take a photo, your fingers still deep in your cunt. You tilt your head back against the pillow and arch your back so he has the perfect view of your tits.

You press the button to send it and sit your phone back down. You must have lost track of time again because you’re suddenly jolted back to reality by the sound of Vinny’s ringtone. You scramble for the phone and look at the screen.

Vin 💕 wants to Facetime..

Your belly does backflips seeing his contact photo pop up. You could answer it immediately. As wet and needy as you are right now, you should answer it immediately, but where’s the fun in that? So, you let it go to voicemail.

He calls back immediately.

This time, you let it ring twice and then you hit the decline button. You’ve barely removed your finger from the screen and he’s already calling again. You can’t ignore him a third time, you think to yourself.

But you do. You giggle and sink further into the pillows. He was going to be so mad and you’re dripping at the thought.

Vinny calls a fourth time, and you let it ring a few times before you pick up. His face appears on screen, and you were right, he is mad.

“Princess…” he says sternly, the rasp in his voice shoots straight to your pussy. He’s sitting on the edge of his bunk with his arms propped up on his knees, hunched over. His red streaked curls were falling in his face, green eyes boring into you as he impatiently waited on a response.

“Hi baby!” You smile sweetly. Like you hadn’t just ignored his calls three times in a row. He huffs a laugh at your response. You adjust yourself and the camera so your breasts come into view and Vinny’s eyes immediately wander down to them. His tongue darts out to lick his lips and you silently wish it was your clit he was licking instead.

“You’ve been very bad today, baby. Getting me all worked up when you knew I was busy. Ricky almost saw that last photo you sent me. You wouldn’t want that, now would you?”

You bite your lip to stifle the moan that threatens to leave your mouth.

Vinny raises his eyebrows, a hint of jealousy and intrigue on his face.

“We’ll discuss that another time, but right now I think you owe me an apology.”

You stick your bottom lip out in an exaggerated pout. “But baby, I just wanted you to see my outfit today..”

Vinny chuckles, “And what about all of those short dresses you were trying on?”

You shrug and look down, tracing the line leading down to your breasts. “I thought you might wanna pick out a dress for our first date when you get back…” You look back up at him seductively and flutter your lashes at him. A hum of amusement escapes Vinny. He wasn’t buying your excuses, but that wasn’t the point.

Vinny smirks at you and scoots back against the wall of his bunk. He rests his phone against the bottom of his stomach, right above his crotch, and the angle has you drooling. It was the same view from when you suck him off and you once again were cursing the distance between you.

“I suppose the bubble bath photos were just to prove you got clean today then, huh?”

Giggling, you nod. Raising the phone you give him the complete view of your naked body. “See? All clean, baby.”

Vinny’s eyes darken at the new angle. His right hand goes out of view and by the way his breath hitches you know he’s touching himself. You wiggle and arch your body, needing some form of movement to release the tension. As you move your legs fall open and Vinny sees your slick glistening in the light of your bedroom. He groans loudly and brings his fist up to his mouth to stifle it.

“Sending naughty photos. Playing with that pretty little pussy without me. What am I going to do with you, princess?”

Traveling down your body, your hand reaches your core. You gasp softly and spread your folds, bringing the phone a little closer so that he can see.

“Talk to me baby. Make me cum. Wanna see you cum, too.”

Vinny could have cum untouched from that sentence alone, not to mention the view. He palms his cock that is straining painfully hard against his jeans. He could do it. Make you cum with his voice and instructions, reach his own climax, and call it a night. It would be the easy option since he was out of town and not exactly alone.

He wouldn’t go with the easy option at home, why would he go with it now? His princess was naked and spread open for him, craving him and dying to cum.

Too bad you had been a fucking brat. You’d have to earn it. You had teased him all day. It was time for him to do a little teasing.

Vinny smirks. “Don’t worry baby, I'll make you cum.”

You sigh and lightly rub your clit. “Thank you so much, baby.”

“Did I say you could touch yourself?”

“B-but..” you stammer, confused. “You said you’d make me cum.”

“I’ll make you cum when I think you’ve earned it, princess. Now be a good girl, and listen to me, okay?”

“Yes sir” You mewl.

“Put the phone closer to your face, baby.”

You do as you're told, placing the phone in front of your face so he can see you better. Vinny’s eyes land on your mouth.

“Open up.”

Opening your mouth, you stick your tongue out instinctively.

“Mmm, good girl. You already knew what I wanted.” You glow at his praise.

“Do you miss my cock, baby?” You nod and an “uh-huh” escapes from your throat.

“Show me. Use your fingers and show me how much you miss my cock.”

You bring your index and middle finger to your mouth and slowly drag your tongue from the base to your fingertips. Swirling your tongue around your fingertips, you suck them into your mouth. Vinny tries to hold the eye contact you’re making but is too mesmerized by the sound of you gagging as you shove your fingers further in your mouth.

Vinny would love to get his cock out and pretend it’s him you’re gagging on but the two of you have other areas to explore. He’s going to hold out as long as he can.

“Mmm… Wanna see how wet you got ‘em, honey” he hums.

Slowly pulling your fingers out you release them with a pop. Vinny’s eyes dilate as he watches the saliva drip down your hands and onto your wrists. Despite him not giving you permission, you stick out your tongue and lick up your arm collecting the saliva as you go. He shivers and you hold back a smile.

“Baby… let me see those gorgeous tits. Want you to play with them for me.”

You bring your saliva slicked fingers to your nipples and gasp softly. Tracing circles around your nipple slowly your free hand massages your other breast. Vinny licks his lips while you pinch and roll the buds between your index finger and thumb.

“Honey, can you get up for me? I have another idea.”

Nodding, you sit up and scoot towards the edge of the bed waiting for further instruction.

“Sit down at the foot of the bed. On the floor.”

You do as you're told. You had no idea what he was planning but you wanted to cum so you weren’t going to question it.

“Good girl. Now, prop the phone against the mirror in front of you so I can see you. I want to see all of you.”

Placing the phone against the mirror, you reposition yourself against the bed. You bend your knees and spread your legs, making sure to give Vinny a view of everything.

“God, If I wasn’t across the fucking country right now…”

You giggle and play with your breasts some more, sliding your other hand down your stomach and to your thigh. You make a show out of rubbing your breasts and inner thighs, softly moaning and rotating your hips. You were throbbing and if he didn’t let you touch yourself soon, you were going to explode.

“Rub your thighs for me, baby. That’s it… fuck…” Vinny palms his aching cock and the closer your hand gets to your pussy the more he wants to touch himself but not yet.

You couldn’t take it anymore though.

“Vinny, baby. Please. Please let me see your cock. I want to see you touch yourself. I’ll be so good for you, my sweet boy, please.”

Every ounce of self-restraint he had in that moment melted away in an instant. His mouth was so dry he was barely able to croak out an “okay”. Vinny was so flustered he couldn’t get his belt off quick enough and was muttering expletives as he fought with it. You giggle and he shoots you a glare before relaxing into a smile.

Vinny finally conquers his belt and pushes his jeans and boxers down, his cock springing free and slapping against his belly. The tip was bright red and leaking. You grip your thigh and flex your hips upwards, silently and futilely begging for him to press inside you.

He watches you intently, placing his hand around his cock. Vinny whines, throwing his head back. He gives into the feeling and slowly thrusts into his fist. His face is twisted in pleasure and he’s already starting to sweat. Your eyes follow the curve of his jaw, down his Adam's apple. You’ve never wanted to sink your teeth into the flesh of his neck so badly before.

As much as you were enjoying the show, you were being selfish and feeling severely neglected. You shove your fingers back in your mouth and whine to get his attention. He doesn’t move his head, just looks down at you and smirks.

“Enjoying the view?”

You whine again, pouting around your fingers.

Vinny chuckles. “Aww, is my princess feeling neglected?”

You nod, still pouting.

He adjusts himself against the back of his bunk, hand never leaving his cock.

“You’ve been so good, honey. Why don’t you put those fingers to better use? Touch that pretty pussy for me”

Your hand flies to your mound massaging your swollen bud. All of the teasing and anticipation had built up so much tension that you felt dizzy from the pleasure. You apply more pressure and you see stars, your legs involuntarily shutting at the feeling.

“Uh-uh. Open your legs. Now.” Vinny says firmly.

With a whimper you open your legs, lazily drawing circles around your clit. You were so worked up and desperate for more you couldn’t keep still, your other hand keeping you upright as you squirmed against the carpet.

“I’ll let you play but you have to keep your legs open for me. You’ve gotta let me see. Understand?”

“Mhmm.”

“Do it again and you don't get to cum. I’ll make you wait until I get home.”

A shiver runs through you at the thought. He wouldn’t be home for nearly three weeks. You couldn’t wait that long and he knew you would obey him if he told you not to touch yourself.

“Are you going to be a good girl for me and keep your legs open?”

“Yes sir.” You nod enthusiastically, opening your legs wide for him.

He sighs in satisfaction. “Princess. I want to see how gorgeous you are when you finger your pussy.”

Your mouth drops open, a shocked squeak following. Wasting no time, you plunge two fingers into your drenched hole. You pump them in and out slowly, taking your time because you know Vinny wants to see every move you make.

The slow movements weren’t enough to satisfy the ache but you were happy to get any kind of relief at this point. You open your eyes to see Vinny fisting his cock, his eyes fixed on your cunt. Moaning loudly, you grind down hard against your fingers, the ache for him growing even stronger. You could feel the tightening in your belly and knew you weren’t going to last long.

Vinny sees your pussy clench around your fingers and knows you're close. His fist tightens around his cock but he wants to wait. He has to wait until you’re done.

The soft sighs that are falling from your lips. Your whines. The moans. The way your body is arching. How beautiful you look with your fingers in your soaked pussy. Vinny is completely enamored by every single part of you and he cannot stop staring. He tries so hard to wait on you but that all goes to hell as soon as you call out his name.

“Vinny… please…” He could listen to you beg for him until the end of time. “Cum with me, baby.” and that’s all he needs. Vinny cums with a choked sob. His stomach tenses and his legs shake. Warm cum spills over his hand, dripping down and around the rings he’s wearing. When he comes down you’re still shaking and crying out for him and he wishes like hell he had another in him because he swears it’s the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen.

“That’s it, baby. That’s my girl. Doing so good for me.” He coaxes you through your orgasm until you’re out of breath.

Once you catch your breath you crawl towards the phone and grab it. You lay back down on your bed and focus on him. He had placed his phone against the wall and was removing his rings, cleaning his hands with a dirty t-shirt that was nearby.

“Ya know, if I was there I would clean up all of that for you. Rings and all.” You giggle, licking your lips.

Vinny’s head whips in your direction.

“You better watch it, princess.”

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