For @mlfns, continued from here
ㅤㅤㅤJupiter's cock, when Nasir casts such a fucking look, Agron finds he cannot help himself. The Gladiator's body stirs and his resolve weakens, and before he knows it the Syrian ends up getting whatever it is that he wishes. Agron scowls, even as he grips Nasir's hips and pulls him flush against his larger frame.
ㅤㅤㅤ"You do this deliberately--" He gripes, one large hand sweeping a greedy touch along the bared skin above Nasir's subligaria, palming at the defined back muscles lining the shorter warrior's spine. "-- tempt me with look and… and lips.." Said lips are very distractingly parted at the moment, and Agron is quickly losing the train of thought that led to his outrage.
ㅤㅤㅤFucking Syrians, He thinks, mouth crashing down over Nasir's own in a scathing kiss. Ignoring the raucous laughter of the rebel camp around them, Agron bodily lifts his lover against him, turning to carry him somewhere… private.
ㅤㅤㅤ"We are not done having words…" He mutters into the curve of Nasir's shoulder, eventhough it very much seems like conversation is not foreseeable in their near future.
