"Ass kisser? You are correct, good sir. Love kissing that beautiful butt." Camillo jokes, playfully puckering up his lips at Chris. He'll take any opportunity to hype up his boyfriend even if it is wrapped up in playful banter. He giggles and playfully tickles at Chris' chin. "Ah, see! You're so cute when you go all pink. Adorable, pink and sweet like uh...that...oh, how do you say it? Uh, the uh...I say zucchero filato. The sugar thread. Fluffy on a stick." Camillo is referring to cotton candy but as English isn't his first language, he's unsure of what it's called. Now it's his turn to turn a little pink, embarrassed about the language barrier. When Chris mentions Italian food, Cam nods but narrows his eyes in the process. "Ravioli is always a good call but of course I have to be the one to make it. We can't order it. I can't have an imposter making it, my love." Camillo takes dishes from his homeland VERY seriously.

Camillo raises his eyebrows in amazement at Chris' Italian, clearly surprised and impressed. "My love, you did that without a translate app? You have been busy learning? Wow. Thank you, angel. That means a lot to me." Camillo smiles sweetly at his boyfriend, touched by the fact he has taken time out to learn Camillo's native language. Many English speakers don't bother to make the effort but expect immigrants to do so. It warms Cam's heart. "Ah yes, cotton candy! I forget." Cam chuckles and playfully slaps his forehead, mocking his mistake. When Chris suggests chicken and waffles, Cam practically grins from ear to ear. "That is why I came to America. Don't like what you guys have done to pizza but the genius idea of combining fried chicken and waffles together makes up for it." Camillo smiles and puts an arm around Chris, pulling him in to place a kiss on his cheek. "Shall we get a delivery, unwind and get all cosy for the night?"

Chris' respect and consideration for others is just one of the many, many reasons why Camillo loves him. As an immigrant to the States, he hasn't once felt fetishized or like an outsider around Chris. Instead, he has been made to feel at home and treated like a human being, and not like a fancy foreign accessory. "That is adorable, my love. Don't learn too much Italian though. I don't want you to understand what I yell down the phone to my father!" Cam and his dad don't have the best relationship, resulting in many foul-mouthed rants in Italian. He leans in towards Chris' ear and lowers his voice to whisper. "Voglio scoparti. Now there's a phrase I want you to understand." Cam chuckles mischievously and runs his fingertips down Chris back, suggesting the phrase he just whispered is rather dirty.

"La la la!!" Camillo covers his ears in a cartoonishly childlike manner when Chris mentions deep dish pizza. It's something that truly hurts his heart. "Chris, my darling, amore mio, if you could give birth, you would create something beautiful. You could not produce such a monstrosity like deep dish pizza. It is impossible. You are an angel. That is the devil!" Camillo laughs and perches himself on the edge of the couch, leaning down to take his socks off before beginning to unbutton his shirt, getting comfortable and ready for a night in with his man. He pulls his phone out of his jeans pocket and scrolls through the app as he sits shirtless on the couch. "If I'm ordering and paying with my card, that means you have to answer the door to the delivery driver and I think you should totally do it in your undies." Cam chuckles as he begins to create the order.

"Who is horny? Who is being accused of such filth?!" Camillo jokingly feigns disgust and pouts, placing his hands on his hips. The chuckling quickly subsides as the topic of their fathers is delved into a little further. Neither one of them have good relationships with their dads. It's a bit of a sad thing to have in common. "I don't know about holding conversations, my love. My father only reaches out when he wants something. Usually takes less than 30 seconds before he crosses a line and I snap at him." Camillo's estranged father is a mooch and a user, only ever contacting his son or ex-wife when he's wanting money or some sort of favour. "Well, I'm not sure they'll entirely believe the whole baby coming out of your ass thing. Though, I suppose it's the nicest butt story you could share with people. Much worse things come out of there. I should know, Mr. Walker!"

Camillo giggles softly and returns his attention to his phone, finalising their food order. "OK, I have input all of your requests but I've also sent for an ugly driver. That'll soothe my ego. Can't have you parading around in your underwear in front of some Greek God!" Camillo jokes, flashing a lovely pearly white grin. He then unbuckles his belt and pulls his jeans off, adding them to the clothing pile, remaining in just a pair of light grey Calvin Klein's. "I would take these off so that I'm totally free and comfortable but I do not want to drop hot fried chicken on the goods." Cam grimaces and brings his feet up onto the couch, getting into a comfy position as he awaits the food and kickstarts his cosy night in with his beloved boyfriend. "Come snuggle and look all adorable." Camillo smiles and pats the sofa.

"I wish he didn't call. He only raises my blood pressure and makes me embarrass myself in front of you, which I'm sorry for, my love." Cam's phone calls with his dad always result in Chris witnessing him losing his temper and raising his voice, something which he doesn't particularly like to do. "How would you feel if your father called?" Camillo asks curiously, gently playing with Chris' hair as he comes in for a snuggle on the couch. He lets out a little snicker when Chris makes the revelation about his step-sister having a crush. "Charming. I like how your stepmother calls me by my stage name. Shows just how close and connected your step-family are." Camillo quips sarcastically, shaking his head rather gently. People who are in his circle either call him Camillo or Cam. Even his "stans" refer to him by his real name. Those who use his stage name are usually people who are distant and know little about him. "The next time I hear a kid ask where babies come from, I'm going to proudly exclaim; "FROM THE BUTT HOLE!" and go about the rest of my day." Camillo laughs and gives Chris a little squeeze.

Cam raises an eyebrow and a sly little smirk appears at the corner of his mouth when Chris strips to his undies. He doesn't say anything though, just takes in the gorgeous sight. "You do have a very talented tongue, I must admit. That's why I ordered extra honey and syrup." Camillo gives Chris a playful, teasing nudge before placing a kiss atop his head as they settle down in front of the TV. He sits in silence for a moment, watching the channel surfing as some thoughts enter his head. Cam clears his throat and eventually pipes up. "Later on...uh...you...uh...you maybe want to try...licking some honey off me?" Cam was initially joking at first but the more he thought about it, the more he wanted it to become a reality. He chuckles mischievously and begins to play with Chris' hair again.

"Oh you get me to loosen up in other ways, don't you worry, my love. I'm cool and calm but as soon as I see these butt cheeks? Lord!" Camillo grins and playfully nuzzles at Chris' neck, getting as physically close to his boyfriend as he can. When Chris begins to talk about his blood father and all the different aspects of his family, Camillo sits in silence and simply listens to what his partner has to say. He's well aware that it's a weighty subject so Camillo makes a conscious choice not to chime in or pry, letting Chris say what he has to say. "All I can say about the situation is that he was right to believe in you. My handsome, talented man!" Camillo smiles lovingly at Chris and gives him a supportive squeeze. He never offers any opinions on Chris' relationship with family as Cam is aware that he wasn't there through it all. It's not his place to poke at sensitive subjects that have nothing to do with him. Instead, he prefers to focus on the positives. He giggles at Chris' observation about female step-family members. "Well, next time you hear from them you can confirm that I'm bisexual but I'm not interested. I have my Prince Charming. Why would I bother with an ugly stepsister?" Cam chuckles softly and places a kiss on Chris cheek. "You want kids?" Cam asks with a smile after Chris' joke, clearly not shaken by the mention of children.

Camillo grins and places his hands behind his head as Chris compliments his physique and trails his fingers across his abs, playfully showing off his body. "If certain things didn't burn, I would let you eat off of any part of me, my love. Yes, that tongue is amazing but I also love to make sure you eat." Camillo is definitely a feeder, probably stemming from his Italian upbringing. Cooking is a love language for Camillo and aside from rare occasions like tonight, he's always making sure that Chris has a hearty meal prepared each night. "Your body is perfect, Chris. I wouldn't change a thing about it." Cam grins and slowly runs his hand up Chris' thigh only for the bell to ring. "Oooh, saved by the bell. It's showtime." He chuckles and jokingly runs his hand over Chris' junk before sending him off to the door. "Make sure to tip well..."

"Thank God I finally kissed the right frog. Was tired of getting shots. Especially now that I have to pay for healthcare here. It is free in Italy. Could kiss whatever I liked back there. Guess I just have to settle now." Camillo jokingly nudges Chris before moving in and placing a delicate kiss on his lips. Even though he's clearly just messing around, Cam takes any and every opportunity to show Chris he's still serious about him and very much in love. As Chris gets up off of the couch, Cam gives his backside a cheeky little slap. He lays back on the couch and watches as his boyfriend walks out of the room, enjoying the view. Cam chuckles to himself as he overhears the exchange between Chris and the delivery guy. He loves his partner's friendly and playful personality.

When Chris returns, he sits back up and nods in agreement. "Excellent tip, indeed." Camillo raises his eyebrows and nods towards Chris' crotch before giggling and taking some of the food off of him. "How long do you think it'll be before that guy tweets about meeting you in your underwear? And how long do you think it'll take Billy Khan to like the tweet?" Cam laughs softly and begins to open up his food package.

"You are God's favourite for sure. You're my favourite too. Wait...does that make me God?!" Camillo's jaw drops and he places a hand against his bare chest before a sly smirk appears across his face. "You better worship, boy." Cam jokingly places his hands behind his head, showing off his torso as if suggesting that's exactly what Chris should be worshipping. "95% of my tweets are about you, my love. I hope that counts for something." Camillo smiles sweetly as his boyfriend and continues to express that friendly demeanour even when Chris is clearly starting to fall into a rabbit hole of negative thoughts. He waits until Chris is finished, wanting his partner to fully express himself without any interruption. Cam simply puts an arm around Chris and pulls him closer, placing a gentle kiss on his forehead. "The mood is never off with you, my love."

Camillo places his thumb and his forefinger on Chris' chin and uses it to tilt his boyfriend's head upwards so that he can look him directly in the eye. "You are not a fuck up. You're lucky you're you because you know what'd happen if I heard anyone else speak about you like that? I'd beat them to a fucking pulp." Camillo speaks in a low, calm and almost romantic tone of voice. He smiles at Chris before moving in for a kiss. It's nothing hot and heavy nor is it a simple peck of the lips. The kiss lingers for a few seconds and Cam introduces some tongue. "I have an idea." Cam begins as he stands up, handing his food over for Chris to hold. "You find something funny to watch. Something that will lift your spirits and I'll be right back." He swiftly exits the room with a bounce in his step.

A few minutes later, Camillo arrives back into the front room with their bed pillows and covers engulfing his body as he carries them singlehandedly. "We can get all comfy and cosy, my love." Cam smiles and throws everything down onto the couch where he was sat. Upon moving the covers, Cam reveals that he's also changed underwear. He's wearing a very fitting pair that he knows Chris loves. Standing with his hands on his hips, he looks down at his undies then back towards Chris. "Just something to put a smile back on your face." Cam flashes a mischievous wink before settling back down onto the couch, sorting out the covers and pillows, creating as much of a cosy atmosphere as possible.

"Ayyyy Babbo Bastardo!" Camillo smiles gleefully and points to the screen when he sees that Bad Santa is on, although referring to it in its Italian title. "Is this the uh...the Bastard Santa, yes?" Again, something else has gotten slightly lost in translation for Camillo. His version of the title technically still works given the plot of the movie. He takes a moment to just look over and admire Chris, enjoying the sight of his boyfriend all snuggled up under the covers. "My God, I love you. You are just perfect to me, Chris." Cam blows a kiss from across the way before licking syrup off of his fingertip. He likes his waffles extra sweet. Cam giggles at Chris' observation, shuffling in even closer. "I don't want to make your heart burst. You would die, my love! Pregnant on the other hand? That sounds more fun!" Camillo chuckles and gives Chris' thigh a reassuring squeeze under the covers, wanting to be as close to him as possible. He's well aware of Chris' mood dives and he does all that he can to make things feel lighter and easier.

"Pregnancy would look good on you." Camillo begins, lowering his voice as the film begins. "Maybe uh...we..." Camillo clears his throat and paces himself, obviously thinking carefully and seeming a little nervous about what he wants to say. As he speaks, Camillo's eyes don't move off of the screen straight ahead, finding it easier to look away rather than at Chris. "Maybe we skip the condom? If...if you would like that." Camillo eventually turns to meet Chris' eyes, knowing it's a serious topic. Although they're both cis men and have no worries about pregnancy, Camillo and Chris have always been safe whenever having penetrative sex in their nearly 3-year relationship. Now that a great level of trust and intimacy has formed, Cam is beginning to wonder if now's the time to enter a new chapter and skip that precaution. He gently plays with Chris' hair, calmly and patiently waiting for an answer, not wanting his partner to feel pressured at all.

Camillo scrunches up his face a little in embarrassment when Chris laughs at his pronunciation, knowing that he must have got it wrong. "Yeah, I like this movie. I have never seen original English one before." This was a film that came out way back when Cam was in his homeland so he of course grew up knowing the Italian dub. When Chris questions whether or not Camillo would leave him after finding a girl, he begins to forcefully shake his head before his boyfriend even has a chance to finish his sentence. "Nope. Nope. Never, my love. There's nobody better than you. There's no one else I'd want to have a baby with." Camillo brings Chris closer for a tight, warm hug, and keeps him locked in his arms to comfort and support him. When Chris agrees to going bare, Cam smiles and gently kisses the top of his head. "I'm okay with it too, my love. I think...I think it'll be fun." Camillo chuckles softly and lightly tickles at Chris' chest while he has him in his hold. "Can't wait to get you good and pregnant." Camillo jokingly whispers into Chris' ear before nuzzling at his neck and giggling.