#Abbacchio 🖋✨

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Best friends older brother abbbachio who destroys my innocence and then shares me with his friends ?? Him watching and smoking a cigarette while Risoto breeds me until I’m crying ?? Yes

SCREAMING FOAMING AT THE MOUTH PLEEEASE 🥺 I had to sit on this one for a bit because my brain was just making dial up noises hdjdksks (Y’all know the drill— n/sfw beneath the cut, adults only)

Best friend’s older brother Abbacchio who sees the way you look away too quickly when his eyes meet yours. Leone who notices your crush on him and thinks it’s sweet, especially since he’s been interested in you himself. He pulls you aside one night when you’re over and tells you as much before pressing his lips to yours.

You’re so needy and whiny and cute, and the next thing you know, you’re sneaking into his room while your friend is asleep for what starts as a heated makeout…. And turns into you pawing at Abbacchio’s clothes, him undressing you, rutting himself in between your legs as you whine so pretty…. Leone hushing you as you whisper that you’ve never done this before, never gone all the way with anyone, your best friend’s hot older brother smiling and telling you he’ll take care of you.

Abbacchio inviting you to hang out with his friends, who are intimidating at first, but all pretty nice and seem to like you enough. You don’t catch on right away that they actually like you a lot, often asking Leone where he got such a cute piece of ass. Maybe one night, you’re both drunk and Abbacchio lets slip that the guys have said they wish they could have a go at you. Maybe he thinks you’ll laugh it off, but he notices the cloudy, lusty look in your eyes and the way you bite your lip. Maybe one thing leads to another and you find yourself passed from lap to lap as Leone’s friends all take turns teasing and touching and undressing you.

You’re half convinced it’s some incredible wet dream you’ll wake up from any moment, but it can’t be. Yes, Risotto’s cock is thick, girthy and huge to the point that you meet your boyfriend’s eyes with a nervous squeak when you see it fully hard. But the way he impales you on his cock is very much real, and you squeal and whine as Risotto fucks you roughly.

“Well?” Abbacchio watches you both cooly, a cigarette between his lips. “How does he feel inside you?”

“L…. Leone! T…t-too much, fuck, ah!” Risotto groans as he grips your hips tighter.

“Do you want him to stop? Just say the word, you know that.”

“N….no, want…. Keep going, please,” you whimper, and Risotto swears under his breath as he watches tears streak down your pretty face.

“Fuck…. You’ve got a keeper, Leone.”

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okok for the writing prompt number 5 and “You’re so fucking hot when you’re mad.” with abba please?? sorry my memory is short I can't remember the number (and also I don't know the limit so feel free to choose)

Ah, no apologies for short memories here! Excellent choices for Abba... You have no idea how excited I was seeing this ask. 👀 I may... have gone a lil overboard but this one was just fun to write and play with! 💖

"No panties?" and "You're so fucking hot when you're mad" for Abbacchio

Gender neutral reader (Mista does call you doll at one point), light degradation/name calling, jealousy, confession of feelings

Leone Abbacchio could be an incredibly frustrating individual. You'd been in Passione for a while now, and you two had been dancing around each other for the past several months. Some days, his eyes would meet yours across the room, something dark and wild stirring in his gaze. Others, he'd brush past you without so much as a word. You knew he wasn't much for other people, or for asking for any sort of help or companionship. Still, you wished he would at least get his shit together and tell you what he wanted.

The last straw had come about a week ago. The two of you were catching your breath after a fight with an enemy stand user, and found yourselves ducking down an alley to assess any damage and plan your next steps.

"Glad that's over," you sighed. When you turned to look at Abbacchio, you noticed he was already staring at you intently. Your breath hitched, and time seemed to slow down as your eyes met his. There was so little space between the two of you, and his gaze drifted down, lingering on your lips.... Your heart hammered in your chest as you each leaned in a fraction more, before he— stopped. You struggled to process as Abbacchio pulled away just as suddenly as he had surged towards you, his gaze turning steely and impassive again where it had just been so vulnerable.

"We should get going.'

"Wh.... What?" His eyes stayed trained on the pavement.

"Come on. The others are going to wonder where we are."

"And... We're not going to talk at all about what just—“

"Don't worry about it," he told you gruffly. You felt like screaming, like forcing him to acknowledge you by making a scene right out in the street as you walked back to the car. Embarrassing yourselves both in public might have been worth it if it would have gotten Leone to fucking discuss his feelings. Instead, all you had gotten was a silent car ride home and a week of tense, furtive glances, and fucking radio silence.

Determined to get his attention once and for all, you decide you'll simply have to make him pay attention. Make yourself impossible to ignore. It's a slower night, not much on the agenda in terms of missions, so that means dinner at Libeccio. You smile to yourself as you look through your closet, settling on something form fitting that shows off your figure and bares some skin. A spritz of perfume, a bit of makeup.... and that should do it. When you head down to meet the others, you think their eyes might pop right out of their heads.

"Oh!" Bruno coughs, his eyes slipping up and down your figure and a slight flush rising to his cheeks. "My, you certainly look lovely." Mista whistles, taking you in with wide eyes.

"Damn," he comments with a shake of his head. "You look hot. You're gonna make the rest of us look bad!" The pistols clamor at his side, chiming in about your daring outfit, and you smile. Even Fugo gives you a soft "You do look really nice tonight." Abbacchio, however, says nothing, simply keeps his eyes glued to you as you smile.

"Thank you guys, seriously. C'mon, shouldn't we get going?" Abbacchio maintains a sullen silence as you head to the restaurant, and you laugh inwardly to yourself. Leone Abbacchio was a jealous man. He was territorial. As much as he was keeping his composure now, the night had only begun, and you were going to make him crack.

You allow things to start off calmly enough as you get comfortable at your usual table and order your food. You make a point of trailing your hand along Bruno's arm as he speaks, flashing him your most dazzling smile as you bat your eyes and laugh at his jokes. You try not to look at Abbacchio across the table, but you can see him tense out of the corner of your eye.

When the food arrives, you take a few bites with a smile before declaring, "Gio, you have to try some of mine, here." The blonde raises his eyebrows as you incline your fork towards him with a sugar-sweet smile, but he gives you a reserved smile of his own as he leans in to let you feed him a bite.

"It's good, right?" Giorno blushes as he holds your gaze.

"Yes, excellent," he murmurs, and you giggle sweetly as he offers you a forkful of his own, feeding you just as you had for him.

"Mmm." You tip your head back slightly, letting your eyes flutter closed as you hum out an appreciative noise that sounds just a bit too much like a moan. Giorno's cheeks flush a shade darker, and Abbacchio sputters as he goes to take a sip of wine. You simply bite back a smirk and carry on your conversation with the blonde like nothing had happened.

Dessert comes around, and you find yourself settled in Mista's lap, giggling at his jokes and even the more suggestive of his pickup lines. At one point, you even make a show of fawning over his muscles, fingers running over his biceps as you practically purr how he's sooo strong.

"Ah, you're too sweet to me, doll," he chuckles as your fingers tease the curls peeking out from his hat. His hands drift lower, fingers gripping at your thighs, your ass, and you can hear Leone's sharp inhale. Abbacchio's eyes linger on you for a moment, before he rises wordlessly from his chair and grabs your wrist to tug you out of Mista's lap.

"Uh, hey! We were talking?"

"Damn, Abbacchio, take it easy, yeah?" He ignores you both, ignores the affronted look you give him, ignores the way the others have all turned their attention to the three of you. Instead, he simply pulls you by the arm as he heads to the exit. Out in the street, you huff indignantly, but on the inside, you were celebrating your success.

"Drop the attitude," he snarls, stalking back towards home.

"I could say the same to you," you mutter, but you fix your face in a more neutral expression rather than your previous pout. The walk back is quick and silent, and butterflies swirl in your gut at the way Leone doesn't loosen his hold on you for even an instant. It isn't until he manhandles you through the front door and slams it behind him that he speaks again.

"The fuck was that?" You blink back at him innocently.

"The fuck was what?"

"You know exactly what I mean. Don't play dumb."

"Hmmm." You tilt your head like you're thinking. "No, sorry, I don't think I do, but if there's something you want, Leone, why don't you tell me?" He raises his eyebrows, his eyes flashing as he huffs out a laugh of disbelief.

"That's what this is all about, isn't it?" "Hm?"

"Such a needy brat. You were that desperate for my attention, you'd be a whore to get it?"

"I'm not a whore!"

"No? Oh, no, of course not." He gives a dark chuckle, pressing you up against the wall. "What else would you call it, then, the way you were throwing yourself at the others like a piece of meat for the taking, letting their hands wander as you led them on, hm? I'm waiting." He scoffs after another beat of silence, like he's unsurprised you don't answer. "That's what I thought." You huff out a soft laugh, blinking at Abbacchio.

"Shit," you breathe. "You're so fucking hot when you're mad."

"And you. Are such a little fucking tease. I bet you're not even sorry for your behavior tonight." His tone is unlike anything you've heard before, low and gravelly and thick with need. It makes heat pool in your stomach and between your legs as you think triumphantly that you made him lose his composure this way. He wanted you that badly.

"Why would I be sorry?" Your voice comes out breathy as his gaze burns through you. "You wouldn't fucking talk to me about it, so I gave you a push. A 'thank you' would be nice." He glares, then surges forward, his lips meeting yours roughly. He holds your chin firmly in place as he kisses you breathless, his fingers curling around your jaw sending an unspoken message: mine. He nips roughly at your lip, then moves to kiss down your neck, seeming to take pleasure in making you pant and whine. Once he decides you're sufficiently flushed and desperate, he pulls away to meet your gaze.

"Consider that your thank you. Now—“ He grabs your arm again, tugging you with him up the steps and down the hall to his bedroom.

Leone wastes no time in pulling off your clothes, his eyes widening as he looks you over.

"No panties?" His fingers dip between your legs and you let out a breathy whine. "You're so desperate, look at you... and you were practically humping Mista's lap like some common bitch at the restaurant. I bet you wouldn't care if he realized you didn't have any panties on, hm?" You whimper again at his words, trying to buck your hips into his fingers. "Do you like being such a bratty slut? You like teasing me like this?"

"Yes," you sigh, arching into him as he strokes you. He huffs out a laugh, shaking his head.

"You drive me crazy sometimes, you know that?" He works a finger inside you before you can answer, and your mouth falls open on a soft moan.

"Ahh, mm, Leone.... C...Consider it payback, then," you tell him with a smile. He swears under his breath, cheeks tinting pink.

"Can't believe anyone can look so perfect." He adds another finger, stretching you pleasantly as he crooks them just so. "You make the prettiest sounds... I want to be patient, but...."

"Then... oh, fuck, then don't."

"What?" You'd roll your eyes if you weren't so preoccupied with his fingers.

"Don't be patient. Fuck me."

"Shit," Abbacchio hisses as you start to undo his pants. He quickly gets the memo, though you whine softly despite yourself when he removes his fingers to pull his shirt over his head. His clothes quickly join yours on the floor, and you sigh as he pushes you back onto his bed.

"Are you sure you're ready?" He grabs an elastic off the dresser, pulling his hair back as he straddles you.

"Leone, I've waited months. Please, I need you." He nods. God, he looks like a painting. Pupils blown with lust, muscular chest, his hair tied up hastily... Maybe you'd died and this was heaven. Abbacchio rummages in the drawer of his nightstand, and you decide not to question who he had condoms at the ready for before you. You've made him jealous enough today that you certainly couldn't hold a one night stand or two against him.

Abbacchio pushes in slowly, and you arch your back with a low whine at the sensation. He's decently thick, and you silently wonder if you'll be able to fit all of him inside you. After a few moments, though, he buries himself snugly inside you with a groan.

"Ah, amore mio, you feel so good... You're so tight." Your hand grasps at his shoulder as you adjust to the stretch of his cock inside you.

"You feeling all right?" he murmurs, and you nod, starting to rock your hips against his.

"Amazing." He chuckles, starting to thrust into you at a slow pace as he holds you tight.

"Cazzo," he breathes, his breath warm against your skin. "Should've done this months ago." You moan as he angles his hips to drive right into your sweet spot, your nails digging into his back.

"Mm... Told you, yeah?" You wrap a leg around his waist, pulling him in closer as he trails love bites down your neck.

"Yeah... Mmf, you did." He hisses softly as your nails rake down his back. "Shit, amore... You keep that up, I'm gonna cum." You tuck your face into his shoulder with a moan.

"Ah, please? God, I wanna make you cum, Leone... Please, I'm close." Abbacchio fucks into you with renewed vigor, his thrusts deeper and rougher as his fingers establish a bruising grip on your hips. You feel a familiar warmth spreading through you as the bedroom fills with the sounds of your mingled breaths and low moans of each other's names. Leone's hips stutter, his thrusts growing sloppier until his cock twitches inside you and he cums with the prettiest sound you've ever heard. He brings a hand down to stroke you as he rides out his orgasm, groaning when you clench around him. Your climax washes over you, and you orgasm with a gasp of "Leone!"

It takes several minutes for you to catch your breath. It's Abbacchio, surprisingly, who breaks the silence first.

"I'm sorry."

"Mm?" You turn towards him, and the way he looks at you makes your stomach drop like you're in a free fall. It's not unlike the way he looked at you in the alley that day, but now, you feel fairly certain you can put a name to it. It's a look of pure, vulnerable adoration. "Y...yeah?"

"I was stupid. Caught up in my own head over... whether I deserved you. I convinced myself I'd only fuck things up, and then, well."

"You fucked things up more by trying not to fuck them up." He laughs when he sees the smile on your face, pressing a kiss to your forehead.

"Yeah. That. But, it seems like you'd be willing...?"

"What, to be official?" Color rises to his cheeks, but he nods.

"Um. Yeah. I've been an ass, and you deserve to know how I feel about you." You press your lips to his softly.

"I feel exactly the same. The answer is yes." He kisses you again, more deeply, and you let your fingers tangle in his hair. Laying there against his chest, you feel happier than you had thought was possible. Your bubble only bursts a little when you come to a realization.

"We don't have to go out and face the others until morning, right?" Leone chuckles.

"Not eager to explain those hickeys?" You shake your head, and he pulls you closer with a low hum.

"Fine by me. That's a problem for tomorrow." As you eventually doze off, you think to yourself that you can live with that.

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Light dubcon below the cut, but guess who found a short Hucow Risotto thirst drabble in the drafts 👀 reader x Risotto x Abbacchio, nsfw, gn! reader, breeding kink

Hucow Risotto who needs to be restrained when you milk him because he’s one of the strongest cows and will knock you over to mount and breed you. Farmer Abbacchio who cuts a few notches in the straps you use so that they’ll tear the minute Risotto starts to struggle. And when he passes by to see you getting your brains fucked out? Oh? What do you mean, “the restraints broke?” That certainly shouldn’t happen! But while you’re here like this…. Oh, no, no, he’s not about to pull Risotto off of you. But he may as well join in, yes?

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I don’t know if this is the exact place to put this, but I certainly feel like Abbacchio would want to do so many things to you,,, yet he wants all your commands and permission before he does such dirty things to you >///< maybe much more of a touched starved person as well?

No worries, my inbox is always a good place to drop thirst, headcanons, or ideas in general! I think this is a deliciously steamy concept… the idea of someone telling you very explicitly what they want to do to you and asking for your permission, or the thought of them asking you to tell them exactly what you’ll do to them? That’s always a fave of mine for sure! And Abbacchio craving your affection but also being touch starved? Oh, my heart… (n/sfw below the cut)

The first time the two of you are together, he checks in frequently with you. “I want to [eat you out/suck you off] until you’re begging me to let up. Do I have your okay?” Or he’ll prep you with his tongue and his fingers, working a few orgasms out of you before pausing, pressing a kiss to your temple as he holds you tight. “I’m going to give you my cock, okay, amore? I’m going to fuck you so nice and deep… Do I have your permission? Tell me if you want that.” Then, of course, he also likes instructing you to “Tell me everything you’d like me to do to you. Tell me where you want me to touch you.”

And the thought of touch starved Abbacchio…. That tugs at my heartstrings and I’m accepting it as canon. When you’re first together, he still has to adjust to the physical affection he receives so freely, without even having to ask for it all the time. And when you’re in bed, it’s no different— Leone wants to be as close to you as possible and then some. He’s the type of lover who will pull you tight against him while he fucks you, yet still want to bring you impossibly closer.

If you wrap a leg around him to tug him closer to you, his heart will melt. Wrap your arms around him and bury your face in the crook of his neck as he makes love to you and he’ll be yours forever. He loves all kinds of positions, but he does enjoy how close you can get in good old fashioned missionary, and he enjoys spooning you from behind for lazy early morning sex. (Of course, he won’t say no to doggy, either.) Abbacchio loves when he can hold you close and feel every inch of you, press kisses along your shoulders or your neck… and he loves getting to cuddle you close for aftercare, too. Don’t tell anyone, but holding hands with him while he rails you into next week? A surefire way to his heart ❤️

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I see so much dom Abbacchio, but think... SUPER closet sub Abbacchio. Sure he can be dominating and be really fucking good at it, but when, for example, his girl orders him down on his knees in front of her spread legs and purrs, "You had fun last night, making me act like a slut... well now it's your turn. Eat." Oh boy his demeanor flips like a light switch.

Hhhhhhhh please, I am vibrating I am foaming at the mouth 👀🤤 I adore dom Abba, but making him your little bitch? Especially on nights where he wants to be a brat about it and needs a firm hand to guide him into full on needy subspace? Absofuckinglutely delicious.

If you straddle him, pinning him down to the bed beneath you as you grind against his crotch, kissing and licking and biting as you tease him, it’s a good way to get him worked up and begging. But on his softer, needier, more cooperative nights? Oh, it’s so satisfying to just tell him, “Come here, I’ve had a long day. Eat me out like a good boy.” Pull his hair while he whines against your pussy, give him soft encouragement or tease him in a low voice about what a desperate, slutty little thing he is for you, and it’ll make him feel even more submissive and needy for you. You can have him hump your leg as he pleasures you, if you’re feeling mean 😉

Also, though? Give him soft body worship sometimes as you let him fuck you or take your strap. Poor baby struggles with a lot of trauma and self esteem issues. Slow, gentle sex while you tell him what a good boy, what a beautiful, precious boy he is for you, and how happy he makes you will have him wrapped around your finger 💖

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Ok but do you think Bruno and Leone would be open to three way with y/n or no

I think they would! If it’s someone they’re both interested in, I think they’d be happy to explore adding a third person. When they get to know you, I think it’s exciting for both of them to realize they both feel an attraction to you. Just think how cute you’d look between them, flushed and begging as they kiss and tease you. Maybe they’d have you take both of their cocks at once…

They’d be thrilled if you were open to a threesome with them, because there’s so many things they can explore with you. They’ll happily indulge in rougher, kinkier fantasies with you, but there are also times they’ll treat you like their little treasure, whispering sweet pet names and encouragement, telling you how much they adore you as they fuck you senseless.

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Yandere Abbacchio who's sp pent up because he's been saving himself for you, that when you finally give the okay for something sexual he goes feral. He'll be eating you out like hes starved and kissing every inch of your body, wanting to savour the moment but so impatient to finally make love to you like he's been dreaming. If you run your fingers through his hair and tug as he bottoms out he's trying hard not to cum on the spot, whispering how perfect you are and how much he loves you 👾

I’m losing it over this…. Yandere Abbacchio who’s been pining after you, lusting after you for so long, who almost can’t believe that this is real. He touches you, kisses you, makes love to you almost hungrily, savoring every last inch of you. And ah… it’s pure ecstasy for him to be inside you, so tight and warm around him, and then to feel your fingers tugging at his hair? You really are perfect, the light of his life. He knew when he found you that he was lucky, and he was right.

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somewhere here you talked about pigtails + abbacchio right?

This video deleted my ability to form intelligent thought for a solid minute if I’m honest 😩 and yeah, I have decently long hair that I actually wear in pigtails or braids fairly often, so I’ve chatted about Abbacchio and pigtails a little on here (I would suggest looking here or here if you’re curious)

And this… this I can absolutely see Abbacchio doing. Grabbing your pigtails and using them to throat fuck you like you’re nothing more than a toy? You’re so cute when you’re gagging on his dick and you have drool running down your face anyway, so who cares if he’s being too rough? Certainly not him and certainly not you, either, because he knows you love when he fucks your face until you’re a mess of mascara tears and drool. You’ll get some very nice aftercare when it’s all done, but not before he treats you like his little slut 💖

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Thinking about aftercare with Werecat!Abbacchio~

Leone grooms you with a scratchy tongue, licking up your shared fluids. He drags the blanket back over your cooling bodies with his teeth. Leone curls around you. White whiskers tickle your nape as he scents you. A rumbling purr generates from his chest. He kneads biscuits on your tummy; his claws are sharp, but he tries his best to be gentle. If you try to get up, then he growls and scruffs you like a kitten. He’ll get you whatever you need. Leone wants you safe and warm in his nest. There’s no other place you’d rather be.

I don’t even have much of anything to add to this 🥺💕 It made me all warm and fuzzy inside dvjwkwkshdhejwkke it just sounds so soft and lovely…. Werecat Leone who takes good care of his kitten because he adores you…. And even the thought of him scruffing you and insisting you stay in the nest… I really hope you know I melted into a puddle reading this. Enjoy these artistic renditions of how I feel currently.

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Yes of course I’m thinking about tribbing with m.ilf Abbacchio while she pulls my hair and coos at me telling me what a good girl I am, aren’t I sweet falling apart for mommy? Stroking my hair and calling me her good baby, that’s it… let mommy take good care of her princess. 🥴😩🥺💖💖💖

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Yandere Daddy Abbacchio who kidnaps darling versus darling who retaliates by ruining his stone cold bitch reputation and exposes him as a softie in front of the Bucci gang

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Thinking about Abbacchio making me a fucked-out, babbling mess and telling me that I can’t do things on my own, I’m too dumb and silly for that… better to just focus on looking pretty and sitting on daddy’s cock because he doesn’t want me overtaxing my cute little brain! Let daddy worry about the rest, okay, tesoro? He’ll take care of all the thinking. When he decides I’m overthinking and I’m too stressed, the solution is not to let me think at all— having me stuffed with a vibrator, maybe even clamps on my nipples too as I sit with him in the kitchen.

“I might as well get started on dinner. Hm? Oh, you’re so cute, amore, but no, of course I don’t expect you to help. Look how hard you had to think just to put that sentence together. I don’t think such a silly little thing should be near the stove or trying to use knives, baby, you’ll just get hurt. We don’t want you overtaxing that pretty head. No, my good, dumb little angel, you just sit there and look cute. Daddy will be done and ready to play with you before you know it. No, no whining. I know you’re just a dumb, cockdrunk little slut, but you can wait a little longer to cum, baby, I know you can. I don’t want you making a mess”

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Go ahead share those Daddy Leone thoughts 👀🤲

Honestly, sometimes I manage to think of something coherent about Daddy Leone, but then sometimes it’s just me flustering myself with silly thoughts of Abbacchio calling you sweet pet names and bringing that soft daddy dom energy as he takes care of you, insists you be good and listen to him as he dotes on you because daddy knows best, doesn’t he? And he knows when you need some extra love and attention because you’re too stressed or going through a rough patch. Pulling you into his lap for cuddles as he murmurs soft praise and encouragement.

Also, in terms of literal daddy Abbacchio, like older, dilf-ier Abbacchio? I always imagine him having these little rectangular wire frame reading glasses when he gets older…. He doesn’t need them all the time, but he puts them on if he wants to read or see certain things close up, and he looks so good with them! The thought of him starting to get crow’s feet, too…. I don’t know why that gives me so many butterflies but it does 🥺🥴

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Sigh…. Werecat Abbacchio who calls you his kitten. He sees you as someone to be looked after and taken care of. Even when he might get rough with you, it’s always followed by him gently licking and smoothing over your hair and over any scratches he may have given you as he tells you, “you did so well for me, kitten.”

(Inspired by Jack’s absolutely heart-melting response to me thirsting in her inbox bc I can’t stop thinking about it 💕💕💕)

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werecat!abbachio using 'gattino/a' as a pet name, woo that's hot 👀👀

Sigh… yes. That’s the dream. To werecat Abbacchio, it’s just second nature, something so obvious! He takes care of you and dotes on you, almost like you’re a kitten. He grooms you (even if you didn’t exactly ask him to), he brings you things he’s caught for you, and he curls up beside you when you’re cold. So of course he’s going to call you a kitten! That’s just what you are. His sweet, precious gattino/gattina who he adores.

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Also…. Daddy Leone soft domming you in self care ways. Sometimes babying you a little, sure, but because he’s looking after you and he cares. Cutting up some fruit for you and bringing it over while you’re in the middle of something. Kissing you on the forehead as he reminds you to eat. Draping a scarf over you because it’s cold out and you need to dress more warmly than that, sweetheart. Pampering you when he notices you’re really stressed or having a bad day. You’re going to sit in a nice hot bath with daddy, candles lit and a nice bath bomb in the water as he washes your hair and trails kisses down your neck and back. Afterwards, soft, slow sex and cuddles for his darling. You are the light of his life, after all.