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Post by starrea on Mar 29, 2020 3:37:51 GMT
Roman’s hungry eyes watched Caspian as he stripped and he took a moment to marvel at his body. At the same time, though, Roman truly saw Caspian and the moment felt so much more meaningful than purely just sexual. Caspian must have felt it too because when their lips finally met, it was tender and lacked the usual roughness of their previous kisses.
Without breaking their kiss, Roman gently pulled Caspian onto the bed and on top of Roman. His hands wrapped around Caspian and pushed him down so there wasn’t any space between them. He intertwined his legs with Caspian’s locking him in place. He had seen Caspian and now he wanted to feel him. He wasn’t disappointed - the way Caspian molded to his body on top of him was sublime. Roman had spent his entire life avoiding showing any sort of vulnerability that he hadn’t realized how gratifying it was to be vulnerable with someone with someone special.
Roman finally broke the kiss, eyes always locked with Caspian’s. He couldn’t get enough of Caspian’s eyes, they were mesmerizing. “You make me question everything I ever thought about myself,” He murmured, “And you’re showing me things I never thought I could feel.”
Just feeling his erection pushed up against Caspian’s warm body was pure bliss and he knew it would only get better from there and not just in a sexual way. Something was happening between them that was going to change Roman and he was starting to think it was for the better.
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Post by Val on Apr 4, 2020 1:48:53 GMT
As Caspian felt his body melt perfectly against Roman's, he was sure they were always meant to find each other. Feeling securely locked against Roman, he not longer felt frustrated when the kiss was broken. Rather, he took the opportunity to gaze into the depths of Roman's eyes, allowing the meaningful words wash over him.
"I never thought I would find someone like you," he admitted in return. More than that, he never thought he would meet someone like Roman at all. He was from a different world, and was so beautifully complicated that it made Caspian feel lucky just to be in his arms.
He pressed himself closer to the hard edges of Roman's body and absorbed the heat radiating from him like it was his new life source. But all this was not enough. Feeling Roman's obvious arousal, he stirred restlessly. Holding their intense gaze, he smoothed a hand between them bodies, feeling Roman in all his glory without the hindrance of clothes between them.
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Post by starrea on Apr 5, 2020 19:00:08 GMT
Roman was happy he wasn’t drunk because he wanted to commit this moment to memory. He didn’t want to forget any of it, not the way Caspian’s stubble felt against his skin or the way Caspian’s body just molded to fit his or how Caspian’s erection felt pushed up against him. He idly ran a hand through Caspian’s hair, wondering how such a simple farmer could have changed his world so drastically. He was sure that he would have mixed feelings later on about all of this, but right now he allowed him to fully enjoy Caspian.
His hands traced over Caspian’s skin lightly, roaming down his body until he reached his butt. His fingers slowed, slowly working their way towards the center. He didn’t explicitly know if this was right and he moved slow in case Caspian stopped him. But he wanted to take this all the way and he wanted to bury himself in Caspian.
His fingers worked slowly at first. He reached down and tugged at Caspian’s erection, lubing his fingers up before returning to his task.
“Tell me you want me.” He whispered, not breaking eye contact as he worked on Caspian.
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Post by Val on Apr 7, 2020 20:30:18 GMT
Caspian felt like he was in a beautiful dream. It didn't quite feel real, but he loved every second of it. Roman's roaming hands caused him to quiver with pleasure and anticipation. It was immensely thrilling to be taking the step into new territory, especially with Roman and the intensity that was between them. He couldn't think straight, so he resorted to burying his face into Roman's neck, pressing his lips against his hot skin.
When the whispered words reached his ears, he complied and lifted his head slightly to voice his plea into Roman's ears, "I want you." He wanted Roman on top of him, inside of him, anywhere and everywhere. "Please." He found Roman's eyes once more, trusting him to take them further.
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Post by starrea on Apr 8, 2020 3:41:34 GMT
Roman was a man of logic but right now, he was rely solely on his instincts. They had never led him astray before and he just prayed that that guided him through this. Caspian’s lips felt hot against his neck and he angled his chin up a little, giving the man better access. Hearing Caspian say what he wanted only made Roman throb painfully with need. He had never wanted anything in life as much as he wanted Caspian right here, right now.
He continued to work on Caspian, adding fingers and slowly massaging him until he relaxed enough that Roman was hopeful that he could handle him. He pushed on Caspian’s shoulders, pushing him off of him and then pushing him face down on the bed. Roman was nearly shaking with nerves and anticipation. This was the moment they had both been waiting for and even though Roman was scared to death, he wasn’t about to stop.
He lined himself up with Caspian’s opening, sliding himself up and down to lube him up before he pushed in. It was instant euphoria, stronger and more intense than he had ever felt, and he had to focus to keep himself from climaxing right then and there. He moved slowly, working his way into Caspian and allowing the man to adjust to his size until he was fully in him. He rested for just a moment, letting both of them enjoy what was happening and giving Caspian another second to adjust.
Then he started to move. The motion came naturally and he pulled back before pushing back in, slowly and carefully and first and then gaining speed. The pleasure was indescribable Roman couldn’t help but let out a guttural moan. He had never experienced something so intense and it only made sense that it was with the one man who had turned his world upside down.
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Post by Val on Apr 9, 2020 2:23:38 GMT
Caspian allowed himself to be pushed down on the mattress, feeling his heart pound in his ears. The muscles in his back were tense as Roman moved into place behind him. He felt like he was on the edge of a cliff, preparing to dive into the unknown. He took a deep breath and relaxed himself, trusting Roman in this state of ultimately vulnerability.
A loud moan escaped him the moment Roman finally entered him. He pressed his face into the blankets to muffle himself, while a hand shot back to grip one of Roman's wrists tightly. As he slowly adjusted to the sensation, he reveled in the perfect mix of pain and pleasure that he so often craved. It was the first time he felt completely right about a sexual encounter, and he knew in that moment that he was going to need Roman in his life for the foreseeable future. He had finally started to adjust when Roman began to move, providing him with absolutely toe curling satisfaction. Gaining confidence, he raised his head from the bed and began to match his movement, reaching down to touch himself in the process. The sounds Roman was uttering were intoxicating and he couldn't help but steal a glance back at him.
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Post by starrea on Apr 9, 2020 15:15:35 GMT
Everything else ceased to exist except for Roman and Caspian and the mind blowing pleasure between them. As Roman gained confidence, he picked up speed, slamming into Caspian. The slow and quiet intimacy they had shared moments before was replaced by frantic, desperate, raw need for Caspian and the pleasure only he could give.
Roman let out another moan when he saw Caspian’s hand begin to work on himself. He stopped himself from helping, too immersed in watching Caspian work on himself while Roman used him behind. As Roman got closer to his climax, his thrusts became harder and he grabbed Caspian’s hips to stabilize him as Roman rocked him.
Roman’s pleasure peaked and he exploded into Caspian. White specs danced across his vision as the wave of pleasure paralyzed him inside of Caspian. When it finally passed, he all but collapsed on top of the other man, completely out of breath and dazed from what just happened.
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Post by Val on Apr 10, 2020 1:40:15 GMT
Caspian was absolutely enraptured as Roman picked up speed and all but lost control as they gave in to their deepest desires. He barely recognized his own voice as he cried out, Roman's name escaping him in the midst of the moment. His free hand gathered the sheets in a tight fist while he continued to pleasure himself, feeling himself grow closer and closer to the release he'd been waiting for. He climaxed just before Roman, using the last of his willpower to keep from collapsing onto the bed, wanting to feel the full experience as Roman finally peaked.
The fulfillment was indescribable. He sunk onto the bed as Roman's delicious weight bared down upon him. He could have stayed like that forever, feeling the man's rapid heartbeat thump against his back, as they both reveled in the moment. Unable to fully catch his breath, he rolled over, pushing Roman onto his back. He sprawled out beside him so that they were both staring up at the ceiling, the rise and fall of his chest gradually slowing down.
He smoothed his hand tenderly over the back of Roman's, needing the contact. Despite how much he enjoyed the aggression between them, this moment easily topped that. "Will you stay here tonight?" he asked quietly, not ready for the man to leave after what they had just shared.
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Post by starrea on Apr 10, 2020 18:40:57 GMT
Roman fell onto his back next to Caspian, pleased to see that the experience had also left Caspian winded. As he lay there looking up the ceiling, he realized he couldn’t remember a time he had felt so relaxed. It was like all the tension had leached out of his body. Everything that gave him stress simply faded away when he was with Caspian and it left him feeling like an entirely new man.
Caspian’s touch left a trail of heat behind it and Roman finally looked over at him. It was still hard to believe that he hadn’t even known how much was lacking from his life before Caspian had shown up. This man had filled a void that Roman didn’t even know was there. But now that they had given in to each other irreversibly, what did that mean for the future? Roman’s mind was already calculating the best way to deal with their budding relationship. He almost brought it up but one more look at Caspian’s face crumbled his confidence. He wanted this moment, this perfect moment, with Caspian and no other worries or bullshit. They would talk about it later.
Roman laced his fingers with Caspian’s. He had always rolled his eyes at the romantic gesture but now he understood the sentiment. He had to be touching Caspian, even if it was something as little as holding hands.
“Of course,” Roman said softly. The brief image of Bo, locked in a room back in Raevaryn and balls deep in withdrawal, flashed through his mind but he pushed it away. He would probably be fine and if he wasn’t, then Roman being there probably wouldn’t have changed anything. He tugged on Caspian’s arm a little to move him so that his head would rest on Roman’s chest. Roman wrapped his arms around the other man, savoring the immense satisfaction and peace he so rarely felt.
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Post by Val on Apr 11, 2020 0:44:15 GMT
Caspian rolled onto his side as Roman pulled him closer, resting his chin on the man's chest so he would have a full view of his face. With the confirmation that he'd be staying the night, Caspian felt all his worries wash away, replaced by the growing need to learn more about the man he'd be sharing a bed with. By now, he knew what made Roman tick and even some of his deeper secrets, but anything beyond that was a guessing game. He wanted to know more about Roman's life and delve into the one thing they hadn't done much of; talking.
"What would you be doing tonight? If you weren't here with me?" he asked, smoothing a hand over Roman's abdomen, intent on discovering every ridge and dip of his body while he had the chance. Roman's lifestyle was worlds away from his own, so he naturally had many questions. He could tell the man held a powerful position within Raevaryn, but just how important was he? He waited for a reaction, wondering if Roman would be receptive to spilling the details of his life.
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Post by starrea on Apr 11, 2020 2:01:05 GMT
Roman’s eyes closed as Caspian shifted closer and fit into the empty space next to him. He lost himself in Caspian’s touch, his muscles flexing under his fingertips every now and then from sensitivity. He had never thought of himself as a ticklish person but then again, he had never thought of himself as gay either.
Caspian’s words jolted Roman back into awareness and he opened his eyes. He had nearly been lulled to sleep just by Caspian’s gentle touch. He ran a hand down his face, taking a few seconds to register what Caspian had asked and when his question sunk in, Roman unconsciously tensed just a little bit. There was a long list of shit he should have been doing right now, and Caspian wasn’t on the list. There were tensions between Raevaryn and damn near every other kingdom, dissent between Raevaryn people and the King, problems with uncontrolled people with abilities, and no discipline of any kind. Everything was falling to shit and Roman didn’t know how to fix it. On top of that, for some reason still unknown to Roman himself, he had a detoxing kid locked in a room.
“I’d be working.” Roman answered vaguely after a long pause. That is how he spent nearly all of his time, when he wasn’t losing control with a farmer or detoxing young addicts. He used to love his job but now it felt fighting a losing battle. Alister was checked out with his new Queen and Bram was probably disconnected from reality at this point. Roman simply couldn’t fix everything by himself.
Roman didn’t know how to make small talk. Most of his job was behind the scenes and he rarely had to interactions that required that skill. Anyway, he wasn't sure it was appropriate to tell any of that to Caspian. He didn’t offer anymore information but his hand that wrapped around Caspian idly traces patterns on his skin as he waited for more questions.
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Post by Val on Apr 12, 2020 1:16:49 GMT
Caspian propped himself up on one arm so he could get a clear view of Roman's face. He had expected some resistance when it came to prying questions, but he was glad to have gotten an answer at all. Feeling Roman's body tense up, he smoothed his free hand up to his shoulder, using his strong fingers to knead the tension away.
"Working, hmm?" he repeated the vague answer. After studying Roman's expression, he came to the conclusion that he hadn't completely closed off. Taking that as an invitation to continue, he pressed for more, "You've never told me what you do, exactly," he tilted his head, "I'll guess. A...lawmaker? A general?" He smiled a bit, hoping to encourage him, "Tell me. Or else I'll just assume you're some useless court member." He knew that wasn't the case, but he figured Roman's pride would force him to answer.
Caspian didn't know much about the life of the higher ups in society. His farm was his sanctuary and he rarely had reason to leave. He could sustain himself and his animals without worry, but he was always drawn back to people out of the simple need for human contact that everyone shared.
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Post by starrea on Apr 12, 2020 1:50:43 GMT
Roman was surprised by how effortlessly Caspian read Roman’s body language and worked to massage out his tension. His muscles melted under Caspian’s fingers and after a minute or so, finally relaxed again. Caspian prodded for more information and warning bells went off in his mind, a reminder to shut down but it was hard to stay closed off when he was this relaxed.
“Advisor to the King,” He amended slowly, narrowing his eyes a little when Caspian played his ego. It was almost unnerving how quickly Caspian had figured him out. He let the insolence slide for now but it wasn’t something he would forget. Roman was still the dominant one between the two of them and what had happened between them did not change that.
Roman fell silent again. He couldn’t talk about himself anymore because there were too many things he couldn’t say. There wasn’t much more to a Roman outside of his job and between that and the stolen kid, he didn’t want to involve Caspian in anything potentially dangerous or scare him.
“Where does this leave us?” Roman asked, changing the subject altogether. The more he thought about his work, the twitchier he became. He shouldn’t have come to see Caspian at all. Everything was falling to pieces and even if they turned into something, Raevaryn was starting to be unstable enough that he realized he didn’t want Caspian there.
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Post by Val on Apr 13, 2020 2:39:22 GMT
Caspian's easygoing expression faltered when Roman revealed his true title. It wasn't what he'd been expecting, and yet he should have known. Roman fit the bill, after all, and his talents were surely useful in such a position. He sat up slowly and faced the window so that his back was turned to Roman, needing a moment to his thoughts.
He'd bedded one of the most powerful men in the realm. That idea alone was unnerving enough, but it also put doubts in his mind. Would he ever get to truly know Roman? Was he willing to share his life, or was he planning to keep his love life entirely separate? The anxiety made him want to withdraw completely and pretend like none of it bothered him. But it did.
Caspian took a deep breath before answering the question, trying to expel the tension from his own body this time, "I think you're the one who needs to be answering that," he pointed out, "I already told you that I want to be with you. I meant that." He chewed his lower lip, not wanting to provoke Roman, but feeling that it was necessary, "The real question is...if you want me in your life? In your real life."
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Post by starrea on Apr 13, 2020 4:17:37 GMT
Roman’s eyebrows furrowed together as Caspian withdrew completely and sat up, taking his warmth with him. Roman fought the wave of possessiveness that crashed over him and stopped himself from reaching up and yanking Caspian back down. Instead, he let the man have his space while Roman wracked his brain and tried to figure out what he could have possibly said to bother him so.
Roman had kept his answers short and sweet so it was hard to imagine what upset Caspian. Was it his job title? He vaguely remembered telling Caspian it when they first met but Caspian had a habit of scrambling Roman’s thoughts so he couldn’t be sure. Either way, he didn’t know why it would bother him. In the end, Roman decided Caspian was being sensitive and would just need to get over whatever had irritated him. Roman couldn’t see any fault on his end.
Roman grit his teeth when Caspian didn’t lie back down with him and propped himself up a little to look at the back of Caspian’s head. “You better have meant it,” Roman said lowly, “because I meant it too when I said you were only mine. I don’t share.” Roman pauses long enough to let out an exasperated sigh, “My real life? What does that mean? I’m here, with you, right now. If I didn’t want you in my life, my real life, I wouldn’t be here and I wouldn’t be having this conversation. So stop being sensitive and tell me what you want out of this.” Roman said, obviously impatient with Caspian’s sudden withdrawal.
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