Prinxiety Oneshots

Went Better Than Virgil Thought it Would

Au- trans!Virgil

Warning- heated kissing/suggestive stuff

Virgil and Roman had been dating for a while now, and Virgil still hadn't told Roman he's trans. He planned to tell him tonight and surprise, surprise he was very nervous about it. He was supposed to go to Roman's room for a movie night, but he was currently passing his room, trying to get the confidence to go and tell Roman. He sighed and went to Roman's room knocking on the door. The door opened.

"Hi, Virgil," Roman greeted.

"Hey," Virgil said as Roman let him into the room. He sat down on the bed, fidgeting with his hands.

"Ready to watch movies?" Roman asked, sitting down next to Virgil.

"Yeah, but first I need to get something off my chest."

"Is it your shirt? Please say yes," Roman whispered.

Virgil chuckled a little, "um, not exactly. I-I'm..."

"What is it? You can tell me anything."

"Okay," Virgil nodded. He looked up at Roman and said, "I'm... trans..."

Roman smiled, "I support you fully, my Love."

"R-really?"

"Of course, Love."

"Thank god," Virgil breathed out. "I was worried that you would want to break up if I told you and- and I- I-"

"Virgil, breath," Roman said calmingly. "I love you, and nothing is going to change that."

"Is there anything else you want to get off your chest?" Roman asked, winking.

Virgil chuckled again, "just kiss me already."

Roman smiled, putting his arms around Virgil's waist, pulled him close, and kissed him patiently on the lips. Virgil kisses him back, arms around his neck. His hands traveled up Virgil's shirt, rubbing his sides. Virgil shivered and moaned quietly at the cold touch of his hands. He licked Virgil's bottom lip, asking for entrance, which was gladly exempted. He slid his tongue into Virgil's mouth, exploring the territory, both now moaning. They pulled away, for air, strings of saliva connecting their mouths. (Btw, I don't know shit about this kinda shit.)

"Wanna take this farther or just stay to kissing?" Roman asked.

"Either works," Virgil said, breathly.

"You sure?"

"Yeah."

Roman smirked, kissed Virgil's neck. "How about we take this off," he purred, pulling at Virgil's shirt.

"Mmm, yeah. Mmm, let's do, mmm, that," Virgil said, moaning, as Roman kissed/bit/sucked the sensitive part of his neck. Roman pulled away, just long enough to take off Virgil's shirt, revealing his binder, as well as his own shirt, then went back to Virgil's neck. 

(408 words.)