Roman’s Week Day 2: Prinxiety
@sanderssidessmutmonth
B. Roman has a thing for creating marks on Virgil’s skin - bruises, hickeys, the like. He likes knowing and showing that Virgil is his. Kinks: Biting, marking, slight possessiveness (?), honestly this is just sweet
Minors do not interact with me. Also apologies for all of this being so late life got in the way
Roman smiled down at Virgil who laid splayed out on his bed. The pale skin bright against his own red sheets.
“Will you stop looking at me like I’m the Goddess Aphrodite herself?” Virgil huffed with his head turned to the side, exposing his neck to his lover.
“I don’t think so my love,” Roman gently kissed Virgil’s neck which caused a sharp inhale, “you are enchanting and you are mine.” “Yours,” he echos before Roman bites the spot to leave a mark. “Now everyone will know. You are mine and I am yours,” he moved to trail marks down his lover’s skin. A simple mark made so much brighter against his pale skin.
“Will you hurry?” Virgil snarks out slightly to try and keep the needier edge out of his tone. “No. I don’t think I will. I want to mark every inch of you and take you apart piece by piece my love,” Roman gently kissed the inside of his thigh before biting it, causing Virgil to groan.
“I think you just like marking me,” he teases in a slight pout.
“I do. I like knowing you’re mine and that it can be shown off.”
“You’re going to kill me,” he set an arm over his eyes. “No. Not yet,” Roman gently pressed another kiss to the other thigh while summoning lube on his fingers, “maybe soon. Deep breath for me love,” the gentle command confused Virgil before he felt the fingers against his entrance with a gasp. He nodded before taking a deep breath as Roman slid a finger in, “I won’t break if you’re a little rougher Princey,” Virgil huffs at his grinning lover. “Well I don’t want to hurt you accidentally,” his grin turned a bit more teasing.
“You’re just a tease.” “Me?” “Yes you,” Virgil starts rocking his hips against Roman’s finger, “now will you hurry up?” “You’re ruining my plans,” Roman fake pouts before adding another finger in and kissing at unmarked skin. “Well pardon me,” he states a bit sarcastically after a gasp. All too soon, in Virgil’s opinion pleasure wise, Roman slid his fingers free. He quickly moved to bite his hand to stop a whine from spilling. “Ready?” “Yeah,” at the confirmation from Virgil, Roman moved to slowly press in.
Virgil’s head tilted back with a soft “oh” falling from his mouth. Roman moved to gently press fleeting kisses and gentle nips to the exposed throat as Virgil relaxed slowly. He sucked lightly at the pulse point to make another smaller mark that Virgil groaned at, “I swear if my neck is all purple tomorrow I will make your life hell.” “Oh no my dear. You could never do that,” he teased playfully that Virgil huffed a laugh before testing himself with a rock of his own hips. Roman buried his head into the crook of Virgil’s neck with a groan, “now who’s the tease?” “Oh shut up,” Virgil pulled Roman back up for a somewhat desperate kiss that he would later deny as he continued to rock his hips slowly. Roman moaned softly against his lips as he started rocking his own hips slowly at first and started speeding up shortly after. Virgil gave a pleased noise against his lips and wrapped his arms around Roman to hold him in what was turning into a more breathless kiss. It was long until they had to break away from kissing with the gasping moans and much louder ones as well. Whispered pleas falling from Virgil’s lips as Roman’s moved to mark more of Virgil’s pale skin. Virgil clung onto his partner desperately when Roman sped up just a bit more. He whispered soft praises into Virgil’s ear to let him feel comfortable enough to let go. A few more thrusts like that had Virgil falling over the edge with a louder cry of Roman’s name. Roman groaned at Virgil’s body tightening and fell over his own edge not long after. When he moved to pull out, Virgil whined and held him closer. Roman chuckled, “alright, alright. A few more minutes then we have to clean up and you start whining about the drying cum.” “I will kick you in the stomach,” he growled, “let me enjoy the afterglow asshole.” Roman chuckled, “as you wish my dear,” he kissed Virgil’s forehead, “by the way you’re still beautiful.” “Oh my god. You did not.” “It’s true and I will say it.” “I will suffocate you with a pillow,” Virgil moved a hand over his eyes with an annoyed groan. “I love you.” “I love you too princey,” Virgil pulled Roman into a much softer loving kiss.















