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Doppio, the second strongest man in Italy. One of the few men in the country that had so much power, influnece, could get anything he wanted without much difficulty, lay in his bed, heart pounding out of adrenaline but also lust.
He layed with his back against the bed looking up at the ceiling, fiddling with the soft fabric of your panties in his hands before he brought it up above his face.
He looked at your soft, white and lacy panties. They were so delicate in his hands.
Doppio had been watching you for months, he knew so much yet so little about you. He knew where you lived, who your friends were, where you worked. Yet, he had no clue what most of your interests were, didnt know what your room looked like, and so much other stuff. This was because of how secretive you were. He knew that you always kept the curtains to your room closed and that you always kept your room door locked, even if you weren't home. He knew that because hes snuck around in and out of your home. Another thing that you were so secretive about was your phone. Oh, how he wished he had access to your phone. It would unlock almost everything about you. And he wanted it so bad.
As doppio ran his fingers along that lace of your panties, he thought back to how he was able to get into your room. You had left your room unlocked by mistake.
He wished he could've taken a longer, more detailed look around but he knew he had limited time before you would come back, so he quickly located your dirty laundry hamper and dug through it, grabbed a pair of panties he thought you would forgot about and left without leaving a trace.
"Oh, my tesoruccia (little treasure), you do not know how grateful I feel to have these." He said to himself. Because he was second in command to the Italian mafia, which committed so many crimes daily, doppio felt little guilt for what he had done. Although, a little part of him did feel that he wished that he could've waited for when he would finally have you. Finally have you laying in his bed as he peeled your clothes off of you.
He closed his eyes as he envisioned your naked body against his bed. As he did, he felt his cock harden in his pants. He wanted to love you so bad. He pulled his erection out of his pants and thought about all the love he wanted to make to you.
He opened his eyes to look at your panties again before bringing them to his face, breathing in the smell of sweat and excretment against where your pussy would sit. He shot his tounge out and licked the spot, too.
Oh, how he wanted you. How he needed you.
As he continued to breath in the smell of you, his mind wandered. He should've looked at your room more. He wanted to learn more about you. He should've looked for what you were interested in, what you were like during your school days, any photos of you. He came to a halt when this one thought crossed his mind.
If you had any secrets.
He cursed himself as he took another wiff of your panties.
He wondered if you've ever masturbated before. If you owned a little vibrator or if you've ever touched yourself before.
"Fuck." He whispered as he fiddled with his hair and the panties. He thought that you should never have to make yourself feel good. That he should be there, touching you, loving you.
He started to lightly stroke himself as he thought about it. "It should be me, taking care of you, bambina (baby). You don't know how much I adore you." He said as he arched into his touch.
He rolled over onto his stomach, humping his bed to get more friction as he continued to think of you.
He had no doubt that whatever more information he would find about you, would make him adore you even more that he already did.
"Y/n, yes, my sweet y/n!" He started to get louder and louder before he finally felt ecstasy wash over him.
He moved to lay on his side and moved the undergarment to the front of his face.
He needed to have you.
He laid still, drifting off to the thoughts of you as he fell asleep. Thats when piercing green eyes woke to your panties still grasped in his hand. He knew every little thought and action doppio said and did.
He stared at your panties for a long time before he, too, brought them to his face. He took a deep breath in.
"Amorina (Little love)." Diavolo whispered before continuing, " you will be ours."