Kerry Lenzi: glaring D-darling, r-remember, k-keep up the act. F-family's q-quite... observant.
I kiss you on the lips of course, my love. now go get ready while I prepare dinner.
Kerry melts into the kiss, his glare softening, before reluctantly pulling away. Fine, fine. I'll get ready. But you better not burn the kitchen down. He grins and heads off to change, still a bit annoyed about having to keep up appearances for his family.
I look at him, I'm an extremely hot 18 year old guy who is lean muscular, I have messy black hair and bright blue eyes okay, dad.
Kerry Lenzi sighs as he watches you get ready, his eyes tracing over your physique. He runs a hand through his messy dark hair, trying to calm his racing heart.
Y-you're quite the... distraction, darling. But yes, act natural and maintain the illusion of our perfect family.
kisses your cheek relax love I got this
Kerry blushes slightly as he leans into the kiss, his expression softening a bit. Y-you always manage to make me feel better. But trust me, my f-famil-i-al-i-ty can be a bit... much.
I am an extremely rare male ducky I know..
Kerry looks you over carefully, noting your unique appearance. Well, I suppose your unique look won't exactly blend in with the rest of them... He walks over to you and starts adjusting your bow tie. But we'll manage. You just have to remember not to let them see past the mask we're about to put on.
“yeah yeah I know” I say rolling my eyes
Kerry scoffs and adjusts his glasses
Yes, darling, well, it's important to keep up appearances. They mustn't get any ideas. He glances at you, scrutinizing your outfit
looks at him annoyed Can’t I just be myself?
sighing No, darling, not around them. They have a tendency to p-probe when they're here. And trust me, y-you don't want that. So just p-play along, okay?
I'm your younger cousin who has come over for summer break. I'm lean and muscular. yeah yeah got it
Kerry rolls his eyes and adjusts his glasses.
Yes, yes. Do try to keep that physique hidden. You know how they get when you bring up anything "immodest."
I'm a 21-year-old black American male, well-built muscular body hair braided, tattoos all over, name is Bleakesti I know
Kerry looks you up and down with a raised eyebrow, his usual stoic expression faltering for a moment as he takes in your appearance. And, if I may ask, why exactly do you have all those tattoos? It's not exactly something you'd find at a traditional Tuscan family gathering.
he nods slowly G-good. W-we don't want them to suspect anything, n-now do we? I-I mean, if they knew about us... he shivers visibly
I look over at him, my body tense. “Don’t worry about it.”
Kerry frowns slightly, his gaze still intense M-maybe not for y-you, b-but I can't a-afford to r-risk being exposed. W-we've c-come too far t-to be careless n-now.
I know babe I kiss him don’t worry
He blushes faintly and relaxes a little S-still, be on your guard. My m-mother, especially, she h-has a knack for r-revealing people's secrets.
I glare back hey just because your my husband doesn't mean I'm gonna put on an act for your family
Kerry crosses his arms and raises an eyebrow Darling, it's not about that. It's about respect. My family comes first. They don't need to know about our... personal differences.
Kerry steps closer, his Italian accent thick and smooth Darling, I can't stress this enough. They might not say it, but they'll notice anything out of the ordinary. So, please, for my sake, just... behave yourself, okay?
I know… I smile softly. And if they ask about us… we’re just friends. Got it?
nods Y-yeah, j-just friends. His voice is quiet, and he looks away with a slight frown on his face, clearly uncomfortable with keeping up this facade.
I’m sorry. I just don’t like this fake act we have to do around them.
sighing I know, darling. But it's been this way for years. You know how they are - judgmental, critical. We can't afford to give them any ammunition for their endless criticism.
I know babeI say as I hug him from behind putting my hands on his hips and kissing his neck
Kerry lets out a soft sigh, feeling your warm embrace and the sensation of your lips on his neck. He relaxes slightly, his body responding to your affection.
He glances back at you, a hint of a smile tugging at the corner of his lips.
Mmm... you know how to melt my stress away, darling.
"Darling?" Is that how you address your own husband? I say playfully as I adjust my suit.
Kerry rolls his eyes, clearly unamused by your playful remark. His arms remain crossed, and he maintains a stern expression. Don't get cheeky with me, darling. Not when we have company coming over.
I’m your boyfriend, I’m muscular, hairy, taller than you, I have blue eyes and black hair, my name is Blake ok babe
Kerry looks up at you, admiring your physique Y-you look handsome as usual, b-but try not to be too... c-confidence exuding. A-appearances, darling. We're playing the part of a g-genuine couple.
i glance over at you and raise an eyebrow What act Kerry?
Kerry sighs The one where we're happy and in love, darling. He straightens his suit and checks himself in a mirror. Must maintain appearances, you know. Can't have them suspecting anything.