"What a fucking idiot! Uccio you saw him right?"

Arriving home two days post the race, Alessia wrongly believed that Valentino would have calmed down by now.

Valentino and Uccio stepped through the door all rallied up, luckily Esmeralda was fast asleep in her bedroom, the ruckus would have scared her forsure.

"Vale please calm down." She pleaded.

He was too fired up, pacing back and forth in the middle of the living room, refusing to even remove his shoes.

"Alessia you saw the race didn't you?"

She doesn't like the way he is speaking to her but considering that he's upset, she allows it. "I did." She answers calmly.

"Then you understand how I feel right now?"

Alessia exhales, blowing air through her vibrating lips. He was impossible to get through.

"You could have gotten a fucking podium, your first fucking podium!" Uccio shouts from the sofa, hyping him up some more.

"Yeah I could have!"

"Not helping Uccio." Alessia mumbles underneath her breath.

He waves her words away. "Help! That's what you need." Uccio said, rising to his feet. "I bet some drinks will help"

"Good idea!" Valentino points.

"Shall we."

"Vale?" Alessia groans, stopping them on the way to the door. Valentino rapidly turns around. There are no words exchanged, the expression on his face tells her he needed this.

"Be careful alright."

He sighs, taking a step towards her, she gets a quick peck on the cheek. "Love you, don't wait up."

The silence slaps her in the face, Uccio and Valentino disappear, slamming the door behind them. From the balcony Alessia watches them disappear down the street, hollering like two savages.

"Boys." The raspy voice of Mrs Borelli. On the balcony beside theirs Mrs Borelli is seen puffing on a cigarette.

"Tell me about it." Alessia sighs.

"Care for some red wine?"

Alessia smiles, "Thanks Mrs Borelli but I just put Esmeralda to sleep."

"Say no more."

Mrs Borelli puts out the cigarette and disappears inside, It doesn't take long before there is a light knock on the door, Alessia heading inside to open.

*******

"....Then he goes 'I bet some drinks will help'" Alessia does her best Uccio impression.

Mrs Borelli smokey laughter fills the room. It's dark outside and the ladies have just poured the last drops from the cheap wine bottle. Alessia isn't really drunk but she is beginning to feel the heat rise to her head.

"What should I do when he gets like this Mrs Borelli? It is so hard to get through to him."

"Well the boy is a superstar now, it always goes to their heads."

"It does?" Alessia said anxious.

"I say the next time he gets all fired up like that, just drop the pants and sit on his face."

Alessia has to cough up the wine she just tilted in her throat. "Excuse me?" She coughs.

"I'm serious." Mrs Borelli laughs, "It works with Marco every time he gets all testosterone."

Alessia laughs "Don't get me wrong Mrs Borelli, but you and your husband are a very odd couple."

"Happily married since 1975." She said, raising her glass of wine.

******

It's around three o'clock in the morning when Alessia is woken up by a drunk Valentino stumbling into the apartment. Coming out of the bedroom she is met by a bizarre sight, Valentino and Uccio wrestling on the couch.

"You guys are unbelievable" She sighs. "You're just like two little boys."

Valentino has a laugh fit as he falls to the floor. Alessia gives him a hand rising to his feet.

"Babe..."

Alessia turns her head, Valentino's hot breath burns her nostrils.

"What?"

"Can Uccio please stay over?".

Looking over to the sofa, Uccio has already fallen into a deep slumber, half of his stomach hanging out. "Sure he can." She said sarcastically.

Valentino hangs over Alessia's shoulder as she escorts him towards their bedroom, flipping off the lights as they do.

She sits him on the bed in order to crotch down and remove his shoes. "Hands up!" She demands as she rises to her feet. Alessia felt like Valentino's mother, undressing him like this.

"I wanna take a bath with you." Valentino goes to tug on her night robe as she removes his shirt. "I wanna fuck in the shower like we did that one time, it was hot, you're so hot." He slurs his words.

Alessia slaps his tugging hand away. "No"

A devious smirk appears on his lips.

"Kiss." He says, puckering his lips.

She rolls her eyes before leaning down to softly brace his lips.

"Hey." He frowns, Alessia was quick to pull away before Valentino managed to enter her mouth with his eager tongue.

"Now sleep!" She commands, giving his chest a light shove. Valentino falls back onto the bed and pretends to snore. Joining him under the covers, Alessia is soon attacked.

"You always take care of me, I love you so much."

Alessia giggles having Valentino wrap his warm body around her. "Thank you, now go to sleep."

"You smell good, Lessy, why do you always smell so good?"

"Vale stop it." Tingles when his nose goes to sniff the crease of her neck.

The couple wind up having a playful wrestling match, Alessia trying to free herself from an overly loving Valentino.

Finally he stops and relaxes on top of her.

"I could have won." He mumbles.

Alessia slowly began stroking his hair. "I know baby, you'll get him next time."

"It was bad luck not having you there."

Alessia bites her lip, "You think so?" She feels him nod against her chest. "Then maybe I should make it up to you?"

Valentino's head rises, a smug look on his face. "Maybe you should."

His eyes follow her every move as she gets out of bed, "Where are you going?" He pleaded. Alessia puts her index finger to her lips, gesturing for him to be quiet. With puppy dog eyes, he watches her slowly slide off her robe, revealing herself in the moonlight.

Alessia loves the effect it has on him, she is left standing in the nude, watching him admire her.

"Come here." He whispers.

One step towards the bed and Valentino has already reached out to grab her waist pulling her towards him. Gently he begins planting soft kisses all over the bottom of her stomach. "I am supposed to make it up to you." She whispers. Amused she watches him roam her pelvis, in a swift motion his hands cup her ass and pushes her against him. Alessia climbs on top off his lap, still facing each other. The couple stops to stare at each other, no further action taken. His hands ran up and down her body.

"I'm gonna fucking win next time." He said convincingly.

She sighs. "Just shut up and take me."