Sanders Sides Headcanons

Handcuffed - Prinxiety

Prompt or HC: Virgil being handcuffed/having his wrists bound by Roman bc he wouldn't stop trying to touch himself even though Ro told him not to

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~ whenever Roman specifically tells Virgil not to do something that's a sure way to get him to do it just out of spite because he loves to wind him up so badly (sometimes just for a funny reaction but sometimes to get fucked or punished)

~ so when Roman tells him not to touch himself any more after he caught him palming himself through his jeans – all sprawled out on Roman's bed no less – and he stops, goes back to playing on his phone just enough so Roman goes back to what he's doing but his hands are back at his pants in an instant

~ Roman turns to look at him not even a few minutes later and his trousers are around his thighs, his cock in hand as he strokes it leisurely, looking intensely at Roman – again Roman tells him to stop, his hands go in the air in defeat and he pretends to go to pull his jeans back up

~ of course he doesn't and the sound of little to no movement plus tiny gasps from Virgil indicate to Roman that he hasn't stopped, so, he gets the handcuffs out of their drawer and marches over to the bed – he straddles Virgil (and Virgil is very happy and very optimistic about the turn of events) and he handcuffs one wrists, threads the handcuffs through a gap in the headboard and cuffs the other hand

~ Virgil making a cocky comment – "kinky, Princey" – and Roman just smirking down at him, surveying his blush and his hard cock (leaking at this point) and he gets up and goes back to what he's doing – and, oh boy, does Virgil whine and beg for Roman to come back and touch him, his hips jumping and thrusting into the hair to get some relief, and Roman asks if he needs to be gagged too (he shuts up quickly)

~ Roman takes his sweet ass time doing his work/cleaning up/whatever and Virgil hasn't stopped wriggling on the bed, his pants further down his legs now and the bottom of his shirt covered in a bit of pre-come and he's so fucking needy – and Roman is so tempted to just leave him there but he's been hard himself for ages and so what if he wants this as much as Virgil now

~ he says nothing, taking his trousers and underwear off, raising and eyebrow to Virgil for permission, and receiving it he climbs into Virgil's lap – grinding his own cock down against Virgil's before jerking them off together – Virgil coming much quicker than him all over him own t-shirt, he lays there panting and flushed until Roman adds his come to the mess