I would like to thank gala-sama for prompting this 2k special, I hope you guys enjoy sappy sex ;)

Human AU! Actor! Roman and Producer! Virgil

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Virgil hummed softly to himself, looking at himself in the full-body mirror. He was currently wearing a black and red plaid, long-sleeved crop top, a pair of black booty shorts, and blood-red thigh-high socks that were being held up by garter belts that were connected to his white panties. He was currently touching up his makeup, a smokey eye with royal purple lipstick. Roman had always liked the royal purple and not the dark purple, claiming that it accentuates his eyes instead of the almost black color. It was also a color of royalty, which Roman also pointed out to him. Virgil smiled. Thinking about Roman always tended to do that to him.

Virgil thought back about the 20 years that he has known the flamboyant actor, knowing him since he was about ten, definitely in the 6th grade. They did not get along in the beginning, calling each other names, pushing and shoving each other, and sometimes got into physical fights, however, only two have happened, and it was usually Roman who started it, but he always apologized immediately and didn't swing another time.

Virgil smiled softly at how considerate he was, making sure he was ok, mentally and physically. Roman had hosted movies nights and board games for the two to bond, and, about ten years ago, they had started dating and Virgil wanted to do something very special for Roman. He looked the small box in his hands, smiling softly, remembering what he got for him. Virgil bounced around in their shared room, remembering that Roman had rehearsals today for an upcoming movie.

'Psycho Godfather Wars', produced by non-other Thomas Sanders, one of the biggest producers in the movie scene. Roman was ecstatic when he found out that Thomas Sanders wanted him as one of the lead roles in the movie, along with many other proclaimed actors, such as Patton Hearth and Logan Berry, but him out of all people to play as the Prince. Virgil was extremely happy for him, and supported him, writing his scripts for movies that he directed and/or produced.

Virgil heard the front door open and practically vibrated in his spot, remembering to call in some Chinese for dinner, which is their favorite cuisine to eat at home and headed out of the room to greet his boyfriend. Roman huffed out a sigh, taking in the smell of his home. Virgil liked to burn through candles, and, usually, the house would smell different every time he came in. He noticed that it was one of his favorite scents, Sandwood and Caramel. Weird, but, who could blame him.

"Virgil, I'm home," Roman called out, taking off his messenger bag and hanging it up, along with his shoes coming off and set on the shoe rack near the door of the apartment. Virgil walked down the hall, and smiled at Roman, sauntering up to hug him. "Welcome home, Princey. How did today go?" Virgil asked, placing a soft kiss on Roman's cheek, chuckling as a purple kiss mark was left on his cheek. Roman hummed, burying his face into the crook of Virgil's neck, taking a whiff of Virgil's cologne. "It went well, we had gotten to the part where people don't need to be reminded of their lines for each scene now; in other words, we're making progress. What's for dinner, baby?" Roman switched the subject, swaying side to side with Virgil in his arms, noticing how he was dressed.

Virgil hummed, and replied, "Our favorite: Chinese takeout." Roman hummed in favoritism, giving a small peck to Virgil's lips, fully known by the end of tonight, there will be a lot of purple smears and kiss marks on the both of them. "Sounds good, Mi Amor. Want to watch some Disney while we wait for food?" Roman asked, in return, getting a silent nod from Virgil, breaking away from the hug to go to their small living room, grabbing a blanket from behind the couch before he sat down. Roman followed suit, remembering to take off his coat and hang it before joining his lover.

"How about Wall-E?" Roman asked, picking up a CD binder from a cabinet. "That's Pixar," Virgil deadpanned, raising an eyebrow. "I changed my mind. Wall-E or no?" Roman asked again, rolling his eyes fondly. "Walle-E," Virgil agreed, unfolding the blanket and wrapping half of it around himself. Roman placed the CD into the movie player, joining Virgil on the couch after picking up the remote from the mantel. How'd it get there, he doesn't know.

He slid in next to Virgil, letting the shorter cuddle up to him, legs over his lap and head on his shoulder. Roman wrapped his arms around him, knowing that Virgil will end up on his lap later in the movie. As they watched the movie, the talked aimlessly amongst each other, getting up a couple of times to get food and go to the restroom.

Roman hummed as he ate his chow mein, sitting crisscrossed on the floor in front of the coffee table, still watching Wall-E, but near the end. Virgil watched on, eating some egg rolls, getting a tad nervous. Roman noticed this, and glanced over, seeing a glazed look over Virgil's eyes, meaning that he was no longer paying attention and was in his thoughts. Roman paused the movie and waved a hand in front of Virgil's face to subtly grab his attention.

"Virgil? Is something the matter?" Roman asked after gaining his love's attention, getting worried. Virgil raised his brows and nodded, swallowing his food. "Uh, yeah, I'm just, nervous, I guess," he admitted, knowing that Roman could tell when he was lying. Roman nodded and gave a reply. "What are your nervous for, darling? Certainly can't be me, right?" Virgil laughed softly at this, and nodded his head, fiddling with the box that was in his left hand, out of Roman's sight. "Well, yes and no. It pertains on asking a question and seeing how you react. I'm just nervous you'll react negatively," Virgil admitted again, sighing softly. Roman raised a brow, knowing that very important things are nerve-wracking for Virgil, and if it's around him, then.

He chuckled, grabbing something out of his front pocket. "I also wanted to ask you something, so, it just depends on who wants to ask first," Roman said, making sure the small box was out of view. Virgil sighed, thinking that Roman's question might be something related to his emotions, and permitted for Roman to go first. He stood up, grabbing Virgil's hand to pull him up, then kneeled in front of him, pulling out the box.

"Virgil Storm, my one and only, we have been together for 20 years, as foes, to friends, to loves. I have enjoyed all 20 of them, and I hope we can have more," he opened the black box, revealing a silver band ring, that had an amethyst in the middle encased by a shiny red band to hold the gem in, and continued, "will you marry me?" Virgil blinked in surprise, and laughed softly, holding the small box in front of him. "Damn, I got beat to it. I was gonna ask the same thing, you dork," Virgil said, opening the box to a gold band that had a ruby and, instead of a red band, a black band encased it. Roman grinned widely, pulling Virgil down and hugging him tightly. "I'll say yes if you say yes," Virgil said shyly, in which earned a laugh from Roman. "Of course, mi Amor."

In a sort of cheesy tradition, they both put the others rings onto their fingers, giving lots of sweet kisses in between them. Roman got up from the floor, picking the anxious male off of the floor. Virgil squealed a bit, laughing as they were taken to their shared bedroom. Roman placed Virgil onto their king-sized bed, gazing down at his new fiance with such love that Virgil melted under. Roman hummed, placing light, feathery kisses all over Virgil's face, making him giggle softly. First his forehead, then eyes, nose, cheeks, chin, one more time on the nose, and finally, laying a passionate kiss on his dark fiance's lips. Virgil kissed back, humming softly as Roman's hands ran over his body. A familiar feeling, one that he loved.

Roman broke away from the kiss, taking off his white button-up with Virgil's crop top following suit, being tossed somewhere in the room. Roman ran his hands over some faint hickeys that were littered across Virgil's torso, making him hum, sucking in new hickeys for the other male to remember him by. Of course, he never really leaves the house to go out, but, just in case, he always put one hickey on his sweet spot, which tends to go away a lot. Now, however, he didn't need to worry about that, but, out of habit, he sucked a particularly dark one into the skin under his jawline. 

Virgil moaned softly, electricity running through him as Roman meticulously sucked hickeys on his upper body. He always loved how possessive Roman was, and, tied with his marking and biting kink, this was very pleasurable. Virgil groaned when Roman's hands brushed against his hard-on, making the latter chuckle softly. Virgil's chest was starting to heave slightly, his breathing shallow as he started to head into sub-space. He gripped tightly on Roman's biceps, a brief warning that he was not trying to go into sub-space. He wanted to be within this moment the entire time, not sure if Roman wanted to do the usual pet play. Roman took note of this, glancing at Virgil, knowing that sometimes he can get overwhelmed. 

Virgil mewled softly, looking Roman in the eyes, opening his mouth to ask a question that would confirm how much pleasure he was able to sink into. "How should I address you tonight?" Virgil asked breathily, trying to control his breathing. Roman hummed, his hands running up and down his lover's legs, considering this. "Roman will be fine, baby. You can go into your headspace if you want to, Mi Amor." Virgil groaned at this, wrapping his arms around  Roman's neck, pulling him into a kiss. Roman kissed back with just as much vigor, his fingers going into the loopholes of the shorts, bringing Virgil's hips up to grind their crotches together. Virgil pulled away from the kiss, a string of saliva connecting their lips as a high pitched whine escaped him as he let Roman do as he please, wanting to get as much pleasure as possible.

Roman smirked, starting to unbutton Virgil's shorts, pulling them off, feasting his eyes on the white laced panties and garter belt that held the stockings.  He licked his lips, unbuckling the belts and sliding down the blood-red stockings. Virgil shivered at the light touches one his thighs, quite sensitive there. Roman leaned down, kissing his thighs, going to the inside of his thighs slowly, placing new hickeys into his inner thigh. Virgil moaned louder, fisting his hands in the sheets and squeezing his eyes shut. Roman glanced up at Virgil, his cock twitching in his jeans, making him groan and get up to take off his pants with Virgil watching him carefully. He huffed softly at the relief he felt from getting out of the confinements. 

Roman looked down at Virgil, and smirked, heading to their bedside drawer to grab the, almost empty, bottle of lube. He kneeled in between Virgil's legs, fiddling with the laced panties, silently asking for permission. "Please, please, I can't- I can't wait any longer, please," Virgil tossed out in a fumble of words, back arching as Roman rubbed his hard-on through the thin underwear. Roman chuckled softly, taking off Virgil's underwear, admiring his body for a moment. His skin glistening with sweat, Virgil's hair pushed back to be out of his eyes, which were blown out with lust, and the hickeys that were all over his body. Roman leaned down, taking Virgil's right hand, which had his engagement ring, interlocking his left hand, which had his engagement ring, with his. Roman leaned his forehead against Virgil's, looking him in the eyes. 

"I love you so much, Darling, you have no idea,"  Roman murmured, watching Virgil smiled softly at that. "I love you too, Roman. Now, shove your dick in me or I'm riding you," Virgil quipped back, a mischevious smile on his face. Roman rolled his eyes, laughing softly, popping open the lube. "Alright, alright, I was just trying to make the mood a lot more romantic, love," Roman said, taking off his boxer briefs and lubing up his cock, placing it at the entrance. "Ready?" "Like I already said, fuck mE!" Virgil's voice faltered mid-sentence when he felt Roman thrust in, going all the way to the hilt, a long, drawn-out moan escaping the both of them. Roman huffed and started with a medium pace. He was also getting impatient but wanted to savor the moment for a little bit before he completely wreaked the man under him. 

Virgil lolled his head back, his back arching in pleasure, wrapping his arms around Roman's shoulders, pressing their chests together, and wrapped his legs around his waist. Virgil hid his face in Roman's shoulder. Virgil babbled, losing himself to the pleasure, Roman's name being moaned out every once in awhile, along with 'Master'. Roman groaned, speeding up, knowing the signs of Virgil heading to his orgasm. Virgil scratching down his back, light nibbling on his skin, kisses, and many 'I love you's being chanted. Roman huffed, wrapping his hand around Virgil's dick, going at roughly the same pace he was thrusting into him. Roman thrusted at a slightly different angle, making Virgil shout out, hugging Roman tightly to himself. 

Roman pounded at an inhuman speed, getting sloppy, showing the sign that he was close. "Please, ple- ah, FUCK, shit- please, can- can I cum? Please, Roman, love," Virgil rambled, biting at Roman's shoulders. Roman moaned, replying with, "Go ahead, baby, show me how good you feel." Virgil screamed, cum spurting out onto both of their chests, arching off of the bed, babbling out thank you's. Roman groaned and came in Virgil's ass, leaning his head against Virgil's shoulder, breathing heavily. Virgil's breathing was fast and erratic, and he took deep breaths to control it, encouraging Roman to do the same while he ran his fingers through Roman's messed up hair. Roman followed along, coming down from his high, hugging Virgil tightly to himself. "Bath time?" Roman asked, and Virgil nodded, saying bluntly, "Bath time."

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