Unexpected Wattys 2022

Chapter Nine

TW: Alcohol use
Day 15 And 16 Of Quarantine:

        Once he did, Roman brought Virgil closer to him and kissed him. Virgil kissed him back. His eyes closed and a few tears fell. Maybe he could entertain his feelings for one night, and if Roman didn't stop then maybe this could be the end of it.

    The deal.

    The feelings.

    The flirting.

    He was going to give Roman what he believed Roman really wanted. At some point during this Roman had pushed Virgil back while not breaking their kiss. Virgil's hands found his hair. Roman held himself above Virgil with one arm above Virgil's head and one on his waist. Roman's legs were between Virgil's.

    Virgil felt dizzy. His head was spinning. Was it his meds? The alcohol? Or maybe it was Roman. The person he felt so deeply for. The person he never figured would like him back. The person who Virgil figured would give up on him, but hasn't. Even after two years.

    But here he was kissing him with passion. Like they had been dating for a while. Virgil wasn't sure what was going to happen in the morning,when he remembered. Or would he? He was feeling much dizzier than he had before. Like he had drank too much. But it wasn't a bad feeling and he didn't feel sick. He felt like he was on cloud nine.

    Roman pulled away and Virgil let out a whine. Until he felt Roman kiss down his cheek and on this neck. Then collar bone. Virgil gasped and closed his eyes. Everything was enhanced for him right now. He even felt Roman's eyelashes as they fluttered on his neck, and he loved it. He hated that he loved it so much but he did. Just like he loved Roman. He arched upwards, and his leg wrapped around Roman's waist.

    Roman was happy to have Virgil below him, he needed Virgil more than he could know. When he heard Virgil whine, he wanted to hear that sound over and over. He wanted it to only be for him. Virgil was his. If Roman was "Princey" then Virgil was "Princess" and that was something he always remembered.

    That was the reason why he had called Virgil Princess. Virgil always called him Princey. So Roman returned the favor of a nickname. But he had never called anyone else Princess and would never. That was Virgil's nickname and his alone. Virgil gasped when Roman moved down. Roman kept going. He kissed down his Princess' neck and to Virgil's collarbone where he felt Vrigil move his leg to his own waist and bring him closer to Virgil.

    That's when Roman stopped and dropped his head in Virgil's neck. He shakily sighed. He couldn't do this, no. This wasn't what Virgil wanted or how Virgil wanted him to prove it. This was Virgil letting Roman do what he wanted because he would figure Roman would give up but he wouldn't.

    To be completely honest, Roman wasn't as drunk as Virgil thought. Roman didn't want to lose control and have this happen. But Virgil had looked so defeated and started crying that Roman couldn't handle it and wanted to distract him.

    But sex wasn't the answer. When they slept together it would be for love, and not with liquid courage.

    So needless to say, this was all wrong. Virgil figured out that he stopped. Roman looked up and shook his head. Virgil opened his eyes and looked at Roman.

    "Why'd you stop?" Virgil asked quietly.

    "Because this isn't what you want. You think I am going to give you up after one night of mindless sex but I won't. I am not going to, this is only going to amplify everything. And make it so much harder." Roman answered.

    "I told you to prove it." Virgil was confused. He was feeling good. He was in bliss. Why did Roman stop? Another flood of questions flew into his mind until Roman answered which stopped his train of thoughts.