Breeze ruffled Rome's hair - he can feel the world move under his feet. His fingers lie on wooden railing of the balcony, catching the splinters under his nails. He watches the sun set slowly under a mountain in the distance. His body is tense and when he feels a hand come from behind, his first reaction is to touch it firmly and hold it in place. He turns around and Germania is giving him a worrying look from the lounge chair he's settled on.
,,Rome," Germania's brows furrow, his hand is let go by the other man, and he lets it slide down on his thigh. With his fingers, he frills up his robe and reveals his legs, one of them slips down on the ground - he supports himself with his left hand as he rose his upper body up.
Rome smiles ,,Sorry," He shook his head, taking a one last look at the distance. He then lowers himself to the lounge chair, Germania backs off to make space for the other man - Rome sits down, legs spread and elbows on knees, he looks down at his fidgeting fingers. Germania places a hand on his back gently rubbing the space between the shoulder blades, his fingers collecting sweat ,,Sorry, I'm just -" Rome chuckles, turning around to face his lover ,,I'm just wondering,"
Germania sighs - he looks down, closing his eyes, he properly sits up, resting his head on Rome's shoulder. He catches Rome by surprise, but he quickly calms down his bickering nerves and just smiles ,,About what?" Germania asks softly - he sounds tired, but he stares Rome down with an interested glim in his eyes. He comes closer, pressing his chest against the other man's back.
,,I just - I just find it interesting, you know, how everything I do and everything I feel is just -" Rome raises his hands, he puts them together and lets them hover above his thighs as if he were pretending to hold something. He stammers a few times before finishing his vague sentence ,,- is just everything," He pouts upon seeing Germania's confused expression.
Soon enough, Germania realises what is the other man talking about ,,Yes, I know,"
Rome's head leans back, he rests his nape at Germania's own shoulder - he can smell snow and steel in the blonde's skin. His hair, however, smells comfortably of pine trees and fresh wood. He smells like the forest - so wild and, Rome frowns in his own thoughts, so rough. He bites into his bottom lip ,,'Mania," He mumbles the other man's name almost incomprehensibly.
Germania suddenly raises his head to place his lips on Rome's cheek ,,Yes?"
Rome doesn't say it with words - he announces his desire to make love by turning around and kissing Germania on the lips tenderly. His lover gives back the affection and in a while, they are sitting on Rome's bed. The balcony is wide open, behind it the leaves of several olive trees play a choir to their passion.
The bed is wooden, and covered in silk and woolen garments, blankets and sheets as well. The two men face each other, sitting in respectful distance, but their lips touch in a wet, passionate kiss.
Germania's hand is placed on the bed and when Rome notices, he tangles his own fingers between his lover's. Germania sighs loudly and deeply to cover a moan, he breaks the kiss, lowering his head down towards his own crotch, where Rome's hand had began to curiously stroke at his thigh ,,Remulus,"
Rome yelps before he giggle softly ,,Don't call me that," He reminds his lover.
Germania averts his gaze, smiling a little. He adjusts his knees on the bed and lits himself up ,,Let me lie on top of you, Rome," He requests, thighs spread around Rome's own legs.
Rome nods ,,Turn your back, then," He smirks, gently lying down, the bed creaks under his weigh. He looks up at the ceiling, both of his palms lie under his head. He feels Germania turn around, his rear settles down in Rome's lap. Germania's skin rubs his length into proper hardness - Rome grabs Germania's pelvis, looking up at his naked back. He manhandles his lover's big body as it has some trouble with placing itself.
