Prinxiety one-shots

Porch swing

Virgil sat swinging on his porch swing. The metal chains squeaking as he moved back and forth.

It was slightly chilly day in early June. He was wearing his black and purple plaid jacket.

Someone cleared their throat, looking up he met the eyes of his love. Smiling wide, he allowed the other man to join him.

"Good morning, my love." The man greeted.

"Morning, Ro." Virgil snuggled into Roman's side. The latter wrapped his arm around Virgil.

"Are you cold, my princess? You feel cold." Roman told him.

"Yeah, but you're making it better." Roman chuckled and pulled Virgil closer.

Sighing, the smaller relaxed into Roman's touch. A kiss was planted into his hair.

"How long have you been waiting for me?" Virgil rose his head to look at his lover.

"About 10 minutes, dear." He answered.

"Oh, I'm sorry you had to wait so long." Roman pouted some.

Giggling, Virgil kisses the pout away. "Don't stress it."

"Alright, only for you though." Roman leaned down and kissed Virgil again.

"I love you, Roman."

"I love you too, baby."