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Jealous but smutty

No kinks. Just smut. *coughcough* ROMANTOPSINTHISONE *coughcough*

"That's 30," Roman smirked, trying to hide the shakiness in his voice, "Want some more?"

Virgil didn't know how to react. How do you reactive if after a freak-out moment your boyfriend wants to smash?

"Uh," He trailed, trying to find something to say that made sense in this situation.

Roman climbed off him quickly, face flushed as he moved as close to the edge of the couch as he could, "I'm sorry, I, I shouldn't have- God I'm such an idiot," he muttered to himself, trying to hide his face.

"No!" Virgil cried out, jumping up, "I just- you know me, Roman! I get flustered easily and when you were suggesting that we," Virgil flushed a dark red color, "smash, I just didn't know if I should flirt back, kiss you, say no, tease, top-"

Virgil was cut off with a hug, "You talk a lot," Roman chuckled, "How about using your lips for something else?"

Virgil stuttered, then closed his mouth, deciding it would be best to not say anything.

Roman leaned over him again, leaving him lying down on the couch. He leaned down to whisper in his ear, his voice low and husky, "You never answered my question."

Virgil squirmed under him, a tight feeling where-

"Virgil, did you take my- Oh dear, It appears you guys are engaging in sexual activities, it would be best if I came back at another time. Apologies," Logan mumbled, looking down at the ground, obviously embarrassed as he scurried away. An awkward cough could be heard going down the hallway.

Roman and Virgil glanced at either, still in an awkward position. Then a giggle erupted from Virgil, then Roman. Roman leaned down and rested his head on Virgil's chest, his chuckles were muffled by the material in Virgil's shirt. Virgil bit his bottom lip, he still had an issue in his briefs and it's very noticeable.

Something rubbed against Roman's leg and his eyes widened, then smirked when he realized what it was. "Someone's eager," he teased, looking up at Virgil's flushed face.

Roman moved his mouth back to Virgil's ear, nibbling at the shell for a few seconds before whispering huskily in his ear, "Is it ok for me to continue?" Roman played with Virgil's shirt tugging at the bottom of it, every once in a while his cold fingers would graze Virgil's smooth skin.

Virgil nodded eagerly, not realizing how much he longed for Roman's touch til now.

Roman chuckled lowly, grinding against him teasingly, applying slight force to Virgil's hips, "What was that?"

Virgil's hips bucked up as he gasped, "Yes-ah! Please continue," he breathed out, trying not to moan as Roman slowly got rougher and was now grinding against his member as well.

Roman stopped to take off his plain white tee only to set it off to the side. He then took Virgil's shirt off for him, taking a moment to just stare at his skin, as if he was trying to memorize every inch of it. Virgil layed there awkwardly, feeling Roman's leg rub against his member again.

Roman left marks all over Virgil's neck, sucking and biting his sweet spot, which made Virgil gasp and moan.
Roman pulled away, staring at the marks he's made with a satisfied smirk. Virgil was squirming, his "problem" wasn't going away and Roman was taking an awfully long time to help him out.
Every time Roman moved, his leg rubbed against it, and the little shit knew it to.
Roman went back to sucking his neck, trailing down his stomach til he got to his dark jeans. He looks up, waiting for a sign to continue.
Virgil nods eagerly, bucking up his hips once more.
Roman ripped off Virgil's jeans off him, staring at the tent in Virgil's briefs.
"Tch, tch, tch," Roman teased, leaning up to capture Virgil's lips in a slow and passionate kiss. His hand then slowly went down Virgil's body, stopping at the briefs, he allowed the tips of his fingers to go under the elastic bit, the coldness of his fingers made Virgil gasp into the kiss, allowing Roman's tongue to roam Virgil's mouth.
He let his hand trail further into the fabric, Virgil moaning into the kiss, body tensing.
Roman ripped them off of Virgil, giving his hand more access to Virgil's body.
---I don't know shit about hand jobs other than they exist-- (moan moan, rub rub, cum moan cum)? Let your imagination go wild.

Virgil's moans caused Roman's jeans to tighten, an annoying bulge appeared in his boxers.
Virgil in a spree of confidence muttered "Someone's eager."
Roman growled, pouncing on Virgil. He ripped off what left he had left of clothing and lined himself up.
"Is-is this ok?" Roman suddenly asked, obviously embarrassed by his sudden phase of dominance.
Virgil suddenly bit his lip nervously, "D-did you and- and deceit ever?" he trailed off nervously.
Roman blushed and shook his head no.
Virgil smiled, obviously happy with his answer. He wrapped his legs around Roman's waist.
-Roman thrusting...Virgil moaning...cum.- You're imagination fills these parts for a while.

(Then they cleaned up and cuddled til they feel asleep.)

My face is burning...weather It's because I just wrote about two personalities of THOMAS SANDERS fucking or because I've felt sick af I don't know 😂

I'm ok with writing everything except for the actually thrusting and hand jobs and blow jobs and whatever else people do with dicks.
I know nothing about it and would probably just write. "Virgil then sucked Roman's dick. The end."

But tbh grinding and hickeys are my shit when it comes to reading smut.

Thank you to all the people who helped me figure that out by saying they wanted a smut book 😂

If Thomas ever were to find this I would personally go to all of you peoples houses and crack an egg over your heads 😂 😂