Warnings: Cursing, Teasing, Dirty Talk, Mentions of Overstimulation & Sex Toys (Blindfold, Ropes, and a Vibrator)
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"Stop hogging the blanket you dumb fuck."
Roman laughed, but shifted a little to share more of the small blanket. Virgil knew as well as he did that not sharing the blanket was completely on purpose, giving Virgil an excuse to cuddle closer to him.
Roman couldn't help pulling Virgil closer at the thought, humming contentedly. Virgil flushed at Roman's actions but didn't move away.
"You know," Roman mumbled, pressing a kiss against Virgil's forehead as he admired his boyfriend. "You're lucky you're cute."
Virgil sputtered at that, pulling away slightly. "I am not cute," he argued, yanking a little more on the blanket.
"Yes you are," Roman hummed, leaning forward and kissing Virgil's flushed cheeks.
"Patton is cute," Virgil continued, ignoring Roman's kisses. "I am not cute."
"Whatever you say, babe," Roman's hand came up to cup Virgil's cheek, gently kissing Virgil's lips.
Virgil's eyes fluttered shut, enjoying the moment. Soft, fluffy moments like these were rare for the couple. Most of their kisses were hot and passionate and demanding and desperate and fuck Virgil can feel himself getting half-hard.
Virgil shoved Roman lightly, pushing him onto his back. Virgil smirked mischievously as he quickly changed positions, straddling Roman's hips. Unfortunately, or fortunately, the change in positions made the blanket slid off the both of them, revealing their naked bodies.
Roman raised his eyebrow, smirking slightly. "Oh, would you look at that," he teased, eyes flickering to Virgil's hard cock.
"Shut up," Virgil growled, leaning down and kissing Roman passionately.
Roman moaned softly against Virgil's lips, clearly enjoying himself, but after a few seconds he lightly pushed Virgil's shoulders, forcing him to pull away. "As nice as this is," Roman started. "I really don't think I have another round in me," he confessed. "I'm still really sensitive from last night."
Virgil groaned, but nodded understandingly as he rolled off of his boyfriend. Honestly, he was still a bit sensitive himself and he hadn't cum nearly as many times as Roman.
They had tried out overstimulation last night and Roman had cum six times by the time Virgil was done with him, Virgil coming a solid three times himself. And boy, it was so good and intense and just the memory of it made Virgil's cock twitch.
"What were you thinking about that got you all hot and bothered all of a sudden?" Roman teased, leaning over and kissing down Virgil's jaw.
Virgil gritted his teeth, hands forming fists at his sides as he tried to keep himself under control. "Roman, you're not helping," he managed, but his breathing got noticeably heavier.
Ignoring Virgil, Roman rolled on top of his boyfriend, sitting on Virgil's thighs. His eyes dropped immediately to Virgil's dick. "I might not have another round in me, but I don't mind helping you out, babe," Roman leaned down, kissing Virgil softly before pulling back. "Do you want my help?"
Virgil couldn't help the involentary whine that left him. "Please," he begged, hips thrusting up almost desperately.
Roman hummed, one hand dropping to pin Virgil's hips to the mattress - a wordless command to stay still. "No touching," Roman declared. "Got it?"
Virgil nodded quickly.
"Good," Roman praised as he moved Virgil's hands up above his head. "Keep them there," he demanded.
