FOR THIS CHAPTER ONLY bold is Roman's thoughts and italicized is Virgil's thoughts. Bold italics are shared thoughts. I'm trying third person. Same rules as always, don't like, don't read. It's not fair if you write something and I hate on it for its content so don't do that to me
Btw smutty sin and they get caught as well!!
~Jay

Third person pov
Virgil was tapping his foot on the floor and otherwise fidgeting
Where is Roman? His mind was a blur. He didn't have a high libido but he still got needy from time to time. Now was one of those times. Roman was normally back by now, he'd only gone to kill a Dragon witch and Virgil was getting more desperate by the minute. I swear if he doesn't get back in the next five minutes I'll deal with it myself and smack him upside the head when he does get back. Just as this thought crossed his mind, Roman stepped through the door. He had mud and blood on him but Virgil didn't care. He'd do anything to calm down his needs right now. Fuck, that bitchy Dragon witch had to Fucking curse me didn't she? Said beast had put a curse on him that meant he would be unable to submit to any commands given to him at this point. Until of course, he was 'satisfied' (nice going Angelica, he was right you will never be satisfied) , whatever the hell that meant. Suddenly his boyfriend had pushed him against the wall. Virgil was already blushing and sporting a huge hard-on. Figures he's gotten turned on somehow and now he's going to try to dominate me. Dumbass curse, his ass is gonna hurt tomorrow. Virgil had pulled off his lips and now began to aim for his neck. Roman switched their positions, the silent command to do as he was told was useless as long as he was still cursed. Roman pressed his lips on several spots across Virgil's collarbone and neck. Roman found what he was looking for. The emo nightmare moaned loudly, putting his hands in Roman's hair and tugging harshly. Roman bit down hard on Virgil's sweet spot. Virgil yelled out, his legs nearly collapsing underneath him.
"Shit! That feels" amazing! Only half of the phrase managed to claw from Virgil's throat but Roman still understood the premise and sucked harshly. At that point Virgil's legs had given out and he was only held up by Roman's body. Roman pulled away, admiring his work. Virgil's eyes were heavy-lidded with lust. He wasn't prepared for what the Prince did next. He pulled out a shock collar and put it on Virgil. He gasped and tried to pull it off. Roman smirked and showed Virgil a remote with a key attached.
"Don't think so, I have the only key." Virgil swallowed harshly. Roman picked Virgil up and began to walk towards their bedroom. They shared one now as did Logan and Patton. He laid Virgil down on the bed and continued with the heated kissing. Virgil pulled away and desperately pulled his hoodie and shirt off. Roman unbuttoned his own shirt and slipped it off. Virgil looked at his slightly emphasized abs. Being the Prince he was obviously the strongest physically, meaning his muscles were more defined. Virgil traced the muscles with his index finger and thought about all of the times he had showered them with kisses. He smiled.
"Enjoying the show~?"
"Why wouldn't I?"
"Just brining you back to the light of our little... situation," again, these words were purred in a deep, dominant tone that Virgil melted to the sound of. He followed the prince's gaze and saw that the royal above him was eyeing his crotch with a certain hunger. Virgil put his arms around his boyfriend's neck and pulled him down for a kiss. It was needy but loving at the same time. Roman unbuttoned Virgil's trousers. He tugged at them and Virgil did his best to not fall as he raised his hips so that Roman could pull away his trousers. There were only three pieces of clothing separating them now and Virgil counted them down in his head. Three, Roman began to slip off his trousers. Two, Roman pulled of his underwear. One, Virgil's own boxers were thrown onto the floor with the same respect Virgil had been given by the Prince the first time they met. Both men couldn't stand doing nothing any longer. Roman lined himself up and pushed in, slowly, he didn't want to hurt his boyfriend. Virgil wrapped his legs around Roman's waist and his arms around the prince's neck. Roman moved slowly, knowing that as long as Virgil told him to go faster he would go slow. The idea tortured him but he still wanted to give his boyfriend something.
"P-please! Roman, go faster please!" Roman smiled and increased his pace. (Requests and orders are different things)
"Fuck, Virgil!" Just as the swear escaped his mouth, Patton walked by. Shocked to hear such inappropriate language, he stormed into the room.
"Watch your language young ma...." once Patton saw them his anger stuttered to a halt before it kicked in again. He crossed his arms and glared at both of them.
"There's no point stopping you now, so finish with your... actions, and meet me downstairs when you're done. You both need to learn a few things." Patton stalked out of the room, slamming the door behind him. They both continued to stare at the door until Virgil shifted, making Roman moan. Roman continued to thrust, in moments they both forgot about Patton entirely and when they came, almost at the same time, Roman pulled out and just flopped next to Virgil. He was too tired to want to go downstairs. Virgil managed to pick himself up after a bit. He cleaned them both off and got dressed. He then got to work trying to convince his Prince to get up and go with him to see Patton. Roman finally sat up, complaining that he was tired and needed his beauty sleep.
"C'mon sweetie, you need to get up"
"Why?"
"'cause otherwise Patton's gonna kill us both"
"We'll die together"
"I'd rather live with you"
"Me too..."
"Get up then"
"Ugh... fine" Roman groaned as he got out of bed and pulled on his clothes with a similar tiredness that Logan displayed before his morning coffee. They went downstairs to see Patton with his arms crossed and an unimpressed expression on his face. Welp, we're fucked. Patton raised an eyebrow at them
"Were you even trying Roman?"
"What?"
"I guess Virgil's not naturally vocal, but it's like you stopped when I entered and didn't start again, jeez"
"Wait wHat" Roman's voice cracked he was so embarrassed and confused. Virgil doubled over laughing, his boyfriend was being roasted by the dad guy and his voice just cracked. Virgil sunk to the floor, barely able to breathe. He looked up at his boyfriend, wanting to see more hilarious dissing.
"Even Logan was louder than that, c'mon"
"Okay, are you gonna tell us off then?"
"I was gonna tell you to keep the door locked and to not bite so much, look at Virge, he's got a huge hickey. How's he supposed to keep that hidden? But maybe turn up the volume a bit so that no one walks in on you, kay?"
"G-got it." Roman stuttered. Virgil just laughed. He'd been expecting a twenty minute yelling fest and he'd gotten a five minute diss. He was gasping for breath and grasping his stomach. He had never seen this sassy side of Patton before. Roman began worrying, trying to take him through the breathing exercises for a panic attack. It was Patton's turn to laugh.
"He's just laughing, Roman, relax"
"Oh... I feel stupid now."
"'s okay babe. Better safe than sorry, right?"
"Yeah.."
"Awwe, does someone need kisses?" Virgil asked. Roman put his face into Virgil's chest and groaned. Virgil smiled and kissed his head, playing with Roman's iridescent hair and smiling. Roman blushed and hugged Virgil, who hugged him back.
"Can you take off this collar now?"
"Oh shoot, I forgot!" Roman rushed to unlock and remove the collar. Virgil smirked and Patton did the same. He said one word:
"Kinky"