And second...in the Official Louie Fanthread, a friend of mine mentioned Gino topping Louie. So of course, being the bad person I am, thought of it in a totally different way than she meant.
So I wrote this:
WARNING, if you don't like yaoi, don't read it. Okay? Okay. ;]
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When people say they found 'love in strange places', they apparently have never meant Gino and Louie. Their relationship was strange and...well, non-existent. (Could it be love? Perhaps in a brotherly sort of way, but they hardly knew each other...)
Gino was the pretty-boy who had trouble with the ladies. Louie was the sexy man who had to fight off the women with a stick. And the fact that they shared the same mother didn't make it any better, but that's another story for another day.
So when the Rejected Olympic games had ended, and the award ceremony was over and done with, Louie found himself face to face with Gino Gambino himself. In Gino's mind, some congratulations were in order. So he held out his hand to the King of the Vampires and gave a hesitate smile. "Great job. It might not be gold, but a silver is better then a bronze." (Which was what Isle de Gambino had recieved.)
Louie only raised an eyebrow in response, giving Gino's hand a polite shake before dropping it and folding his arms across his chest. "Why don't you go congratulate the real winners?" His eyes flickered over to where his brother stood. He currently in the middle of a 'danceydancey' with his cat Rufus, trying to avoid Rina, who was dancing around, and of course the Angel Imp with his freakin' censor bar. Ah...that was why. It was like a war zone over there.
He turned his attention to where Liam was standing. He couldn't see the others from Aekea, but seeing Liam nearly in tears because his planned had failed him amused him. (Sam and Josie were probably off shaking their heads at their male teammate.) With a small chuckle, Louie turned backed to Gino. He seemed unsure as to what to say. Louie shook his head, motioned for him to follow him. Now would be a perfect time for him to actually 'get to know' Gino.
They talked as they walked, a simple conversation filled with akward silences. When they reached their destination, Louie quickly straightened the place while Gino found a seat. With a snarl of outrage, Louie threw a shirt towards the dresser and whirled to see a shaking and wided-eyed Gino. "I wish they would stop stealing my underwear!"
Gino's lip twitched into a smile. And the tension seemed to have evaporated.
The rest of the afternoon was spent talking and drinking. What few pauses there were in conversation were no longer akward, but a way to recollect their thoughts so the conversation could move on.
When Gino finally stood, deciding it was time to go home, Louie quickly jumped to his feet.
They didn't expect Gino to knock into the side table. Thus falling over sideways, grabbing Louie's arm to steady himself.
They fell to the floor with a crash, Louie's head hitting the edge of the sofa and Gino's...well, hitting something warm.
Louie groaned, gently touching the back of his head. Ouch, he thought. That's gonna leave a bump.
Gino was shaking and apologizing and apologizing again. Louie's eyes opened, not realizing he had shut them in the first place, and looked up to find Gino straddling his waist, his fingers twisting his shirt. "Are you okay?" Gino gasped, eyes wide with fright. He hadn't hurt the freakin' King of the Vampires, had he? Oh, god, he was dead.
Louie frowned sofly as he took in their situation. Then his lips curled into a smirk, a white fang flashing out from between his pink lips. "Who said," he mumbled softly, his hands grasping Gino's thighs. He slowly slid them up, watching the blush rise on Gino's cheeks. His stopped when he reached his backside, giving a firm squeeze. "You were on top?"
Gino was the pretty-boy who had trouble with the ladies. Louie was the sexy man who had to fight off the women with a stick. And the fact that they shared the same mother didn't make it any better, but that's another story for another day.
So when the Rejected Olympic games had ended, and the award ceremony was over and done with, Louie found himself face to face with Gino Gambino himself. In Gino's mind, some congratulations were in order. So he held out his hand to the King of the Vampires and gave a hesitate smile. "Great job. It might not be gold, but a silver is better then a bronze." (Which was what Isle de Gambino had recieved.)
Louie only raised an eyebrow in response, giving Gino's hand a polite shake before dropping it and folding his arms across his chest. "Why don't you go congratulate the real winners?" His eyes flickered over to where his brother stood. He currently in the middle of a 'danceydancey' with his cat Rufus, trying to avoid Rina, who was dancing around, and of course the Angel Imp with his freakin' censor bar. Ah...that was why. It was like a war zone over there.
He turned his attention to where Liam was standing. He couldn't see the others from Aekea, but seeing Liam nearly in tears because his planned had failed him amused him. (Sam and Josie were probably off shaking their heads at their male teammate.) With a small chuckle, Louie turned backed to Gino. He seemed unsure as to what to say. Louie shook his head, motioned for him to follow him. Now would be a perfect time for him to actually 'get to know' Gino.
They talked as they walked, a simple conversation filled with akward silences. When they reached their destination, Louie quickly straightened the place while Gino found a seat. With a snarl of outrage, Louie threw a shirt towards the dresser and whirled to see a shaking and wided-eyed Gino. "I wish they would stop stealing my underwear!"
Gino's lip twitched into a smile. And the tension seemed to have evaporated.
The rest of the afternoon was spent talking and drinking. What few pauses there were in conversation were no longer akward, but a way to recollect their thoughts so the conversation could move on.
When Gino finally stood, deciding it was time to go home, Louie quickly jumped to his feet.
They didn't expect Gino to knock into the side table. Thus falling over sideways, grabbing Louie's arm to steady himself.
They fell to the floor with a crash, Louie's head hitting the edge of the sofa and Gino's...well, hitting something warm.
Louie groaned, gently touching the back of his head. Ouch, he thought. That's gonna leave a bump.
Gino was shaking and apologizing and apologizing again. Louie's eyes opened, not realizing he had shut them in the first place, and looked up to find Gino straddling his waist, his fingers twisting his shirt. "Are you okay?" Gino gasped, eyes wide with fright. He hadn't hurt the freakin' King of the Vampires, had he? Oh, god, he was dead.
Louie frowned sofly as he took in their situation. Then his lips curled into a smirk, a white fang flashing out from between his pink lips. "Who said," he mumbled softly, his hands grasping Gino's thighs. He slowly slid them up, watching the blush rise on Gino's cheeks. His stopped when he reached his backside, giving a firm squeeze. "You were on top?"
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OH JENOVA. THE LOVE. IT'S TOO FLIPPIN' SWEET.
-buzzes around snapping pictures of Louie & Gino-
These will look wonderful next to that pair of Louie's undies~<333