Brotherly Love (Part One): Commodus x Top Male Reader
Summary: Y/n is very worried about his slightly older brother Commodus. He has just become emperor, and he is kind of losing it. Y/n and Commodus have always been very close, and have always loved each other very deeply. Their romantic feelings for each other have always been there, but have not really been acted on... until now.
Notes: Basically, this is a recreation of the scene where Commodus almost kisses Lucilla, but in this version, it's his brother, the reader. This is low key the first time I've written smut, so sorry if it sucks but I tried to be kind of vague on purpose because it's all supposed to kind of feel like a dream anyway. If you don't want to read the smut, just stop right before it and you'll just have a cute little bit of fluff! I know this one's a little strange, but I think it's cute. If you don't like it, don't read it!
Part Two- Out Now!
Brotherly Love Part One: My Whole World
Warnings: 18+, vague-ish smut, some angst I guess, incest (it's Commodus, what do you expect?)
You were very worried about Commodus. Since your father’s death, he had been off, more so than usual. You had tried to be there for him, but things felt different now. He pushed you away even more than usual. Your concern for him caused you to walk through the echoing halls to his quarters. When you entered, you saw that he was sitting on his bed, looking quite serious and like he was thinking far too much for his own good.
“Commodus,” you said relatively quietly.
“Do you remember what our father said once?” He asked you, absorbed by his thoughts. “It’s a dream… a frightful dream… life is. Do you think that’s true?”
“I don’t know,” you responded without much thought. Your thoughts were about Commodus and how to get him out of his head, which was a quite dangerous place. He looked slightly under you.
“I think it is,” he only whispered. “And I have only you to share it with.”
Your heart began to beat faster as you came to sit closely beside him on his bed. You looked at him, trying to gauge what he meant by his words. He gently rested his head in the crook of your neck and you rested your head against the top of his, feeling the warmth of him against your neck. You rather enjoyed the tender moments with him like this. You wondered if he could hear the quickened beating of your heart. Did he know it beat only for him?
After a few moments, Commodus took you by surprise when he began to bring his hand up to your chest and lean back onto the bed, taking you with him. You laid on the cool sheets as he hovered over your chest, his hand gently touching it, and moving up to your neck then your chin, and finally, your lips. His fingers softly brushed your lips as your heart fluttered. He tenderly played with your lips and you were speechless. His fingers moved to the slight opening of your mouth.
“Open your mouth,” he barely whispered.
This hadn’t been the first time you two had shared an intimate moment not usually shared by brothers, but this felt different, more intentional. Sure, you had held him countless times as he wept or simply for the sake of being close. You had kissed him to bring him comfort, but never on his beautiful lips. All of your previous encounters with Commodus were just something that happened; they had no planning or objective. This, however, was different. You remembered the shame you had felt when your father had caught you and Commodus in a moment like this. You heard his voice in the back of your head, telling you that it was wrong to be that way with your brother, to love him that way. You had always loved him that way, and you had always been afraid of it. It made you feel like a freak of nature. Not only were you attracted to someone of the same sex, but he also happened to be your brother. You knew that it was wrong to everyone else, but as much as you had tried to feel that your relationship with Commodus was wrong, nothing had ever felt so right and comforting as his embrace, his kiss to your forehead that you wished was somewhere else, his gentle touch on a warm night. You both loved each other so much and when you were together like this, you could simply feel all that love radiating off of each other. How could that ever be wrong?
Despite the unsure thoughts running through your head, you knew your feelings for him and you obeyed him, parting your lips more than before. He softly dipped his fingers into your mouth, slightly touching your tongue and inner lips. He slowly removed his fingers from your mouth, bringing them into his own, tasting you. You felt your blood pump hard. He moved his hand to softly touch your cheek, bringing himself closer to you. He nearly kissed you, then gently rested his head in the crook of your neck again, tenderly touching the other side of your neck with his hand.. Your lips had never been so close to his and you longed for them to be ever closer. You brought one of your hands to gently hold his back, and the other to hold the back of his neck. Then, you brought your lips to his forehead, slowly kissing it. You were telling him that you wanted this, too. You knew he wouldn’t go too far without knowing that you desired it, too.
Commodus raised his head and his beautiful, icy eyes met yours. They had never looked so warm. You invited him with your eyes, and even though you appeared slightly frightened, he knew what you were asking. He slowly brought his lips close to yours, then paused, perhaps still unsure if it was okay to kiss you there. You raised your head and closed the gap yourself, joining the two of you in a soft kiss. It felt better than you had ever imagined it would. His hand raised from your neck to your cheek and you brought your hand to cup his face, his curly hair slightly tickling your fingers. You felt as if in a dream, for you had dreamed about moments like this many times.
Commodus began to intensify the kiss and pushed your head back down to the bed with the power of his kiss. He shifted so that his body was completely on top of yours, undoubtedly feeling your arousal as you felt his. You felt filthy, being so aroused for your brother, but at least you weren’t the only one. You attempted to quiet those thoughts of shame as you tenderly stroked your hand through his hair and face. The touches you and him shared lost their gentility and became more passionate. After several moments, Commodus broke the kiss abruptly, only withdrawing slightly, and looked up at you. You both realized the few tears that had begun to run down each of your faces. You had both waited so long for this moment.
You smiled at him, feeling more tears come, and he smiled, gently laughing as he hugged you close, his head beside yours. You also let out a little chuckle, embracing him even closer. You felt hot tears run from his face to your neck. He placed a kiss there and then more. His lips traveled lower, to your chest, and you held his head as he did this. Eventually, he could not kiss and farther down until he removed the clothing there. He gently and nervously grabbed the fabric and looked up at you, asking you if he could.
“May I?” Commodus quietly asked.
“Of course, love,” you responded with a small smile. He was always so adorable.
He carefully removed your toga and you brought your hands to him and he allowed you to remove his. Each of you admired the other man’s body for a moment before you flipped him onto his bed, now on top of him. You kissed him, first gently, then hard. Both of you were becoming more certain of your actions, more intentional. You eventually broke the kiss, and Commodus softly whined.
“Y/n,” he softly pleaded. “Please.”
You smiled and you readied yourself at his entrance after spitting on your hand to lubricate.
“Ready?” You asked him.
He nodded and you pushed yourself in, filling him perfectly. You both let out heavy sighs as you gave him a few moments to adjust. You assumed this was his first time this way, so you wanted to be sure that he was comfortable. Meanwhile, you drew him into a passionate, yet somewhat sloppy kiss. You could feel his desire, his need.
“Are you ready, darling?” You asked him tenderly.
“Yes, please, Y/n,” he responded breathlessly.
You began to move slowly at first, being very careful with him. You didn’t want to scare him away. He brought his beautiful hands to your back, holding onto your strong frame. He let out soft moans as you worked your way sweetly in and out. He brought a hand to the side of your face and pulled you so that your lips were mere hairs apart.
“I love you,” he told you, his warm breath spreading across your lips.
“I love you, too, Commodus,” you replied before tenderly capturing his lips in another kiss. How had you resisted this for so long? In this beautiful moment, you weren’t sure if you’d be able to go more than a minute without kissing him. You felt your arousal grow as you continued to kiss his sweet, beautifully curved lips. You quickened your pace ever so slightly and Commodus began to let out more breathless moans and gentle whines. These lovely sounds brought you ever closer to release and you grunted softly. You had each of you dreamed of this for so many years, and you both knew neither of you would last long. You gradually fastened the pace, making sure with every move that Commodus was all right, searching his angelic face for any signs of pain or discomfort. Instead, you found only pleasure and joy, his tears dried upon his smooth skin.
Soon, it became clear that both of you were nearing your ends, and your movements became sloppier and more desperate. Commodus firmly gripped your shoulders, whining so sweetly as you brought your hand down to pleasure him. Your other hand strongly held his back, helping him to feel secure, a feeling not common for him, and nonexistent with anyone but you. Again, you sharply brought him into a hot kiss, and both of you let go at that moment. You broke the kiss and both released blissed moans and sighs as you rode out your highs together, feeling each other’s heavy breaths.
Your head fell next to his and your hot breath warmed his neck and shoulder slightly. You ceased your movements and laid still with Commodus. You brought your arms around him to embrace him firmly, placing a kiss between his neck and shoulder. You felt his chest rise and fall quickly against yours, which followed a similar rhythm.
You held him like that for a moment before pulling away slightly to look at him. He once again had some tears streaming down his face. You became aware of a few on yours as well.
“Oh, Commodus, love, did I hurt you?” You asked, worried that you had been too rough with him.
“No, you didn’t, darling, I was just…” He trailed off, but you knew what he meant because it was the same reason that you found tears staining your face as well.
“I know,” you said with a knowing smile. “I feel it, too.”
He smiled back at you. You had never seen him look so genuinely fulfilled and happy. He hadn’t looked this satisfied when he was crowned emperor. It brought you great joy to see him this way. He did not often feel true happiness, especially if you weren’t involved.
“You do?” He asked, as if in a dream.
“Yes, I do, sweet Commodus,” you replied gingerly before bringing your lips to his for a sweet, gentle kiss. You barely parted your lips from his.
“I love you. More than anything in the whole world.”
“I love you, too. More than I could ever love anyone or anything else.”
You smiled and pressed a kiss to his forehead before emerging from the bed to retrieve a cloth to clean him up. You did so sweetly and he watched as you did it, grateful for someone taking care of him. That was all he really wanted.
“Thank you,” he said, and you knew he was thanking you for more than simply tidying him up.
“Thank you, your Highness,” you said teasingly with a giggle that was returned by him as you brought him into an embrace. You loved the way it felt when your skin met his. It just felt… natural. And pure.
“Will you stay with me tonight?” Commodus asked you shyly.
“Of course,” you replied. “I wouldn’t dream of anything else.”
You laid down on his bed and brought him to rest tenderly on your strong, bare chest. Both of your breathing had slowed and you rested in sheer bliss with your Commodus.
“You’re my whole world,” Commodus told you, softly stroking your chest with his fingers.
“You’re my world, too,” you replied with a kiss to his head.
To be continued…