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Brutus kissed Cassius. “What things haven’t you done? It seems you’ve done everything.” He pulled Cassius closer. “What other way could you warm me? Other than insulating this room further?” He smiled, leaning his head against Cassius.
" well I could suck on something down below~" he teased
Brutus rolled his eyes and playfully pushed Cassius' face down the bed with his hand (Idk how to describe it ;-;). "Are you in heat all hours of the day?" He retorted with a sly smiled and raised an eyebrow, laying down. "Because it seems like it." He laughed to himself.
" no. You are just tempting " he teased after he pushed his head up, " you make it very hard to not to, " he said before pulling Brutus closer " but I think not, I'd rather not get sick, again."
(smol boop)
“Tempting?” Brutus raised an eyebrow. “If I’m so tempting, they why let a small cold stop you? Hm?” He smirked, knowing exactly what he was doing. “It didn’t stop you last time.” He booped Cassius on the nose. “What makes you say I make it hard not to? Half the time I don’t know I’m doing anything.”
" the cold stops me because it has gone from me to you, remember the night my cut had fought with it? I believe you have it now from our little fun. " He chuckled " your innocence to what you do to me is amusing " he teased and let one of his hands run up and down Brutus's sides
Brutus started to giggled. “You bonehead! You were sick because of the infected cut, not a cold… and I don’t think that’s how it works.” He smiled, acting like the dear innocent lamb in this situation. “I am a bit oblivious, aren’t it.” His body shuttered from Cassius’ touch. “I think you’re more tempting than I.”
" maybe we even out, " he said and leaned up to kiss Brutus. " Either way I may get sick or I may not, but I will always have a loving brutus to care for me " he whispered lovingly, a passion glowing in his eyes
"Hmmm, brave of you to say we even out considering you're on top of me." He smirked, blushing as Cassius kissed him. There wouldn't be a day where he didn't go red. "I will always take care of you, sick or not. You know I will" He gave Cassius a little kiss on the neck.
Cassius smiled and nestled into Brutus. " I will do the same" he said softly. " I have always wanted to be this happy. Even in the war camps I had found a warm between just us, and it's nice. To have a husband who cares, and who loves me just as dearly as I love him"
Brutus smiled softly. “I’m glad you’re very happy. And that you’ll do the same for me.” He gave Cassius a soft kiss. “I’ve always found warmth with you. I love you dearly and will always care for you Cass.” He smiled and brushed Cassius’ cheek. “Now what were we doing?”
" I was trying to turn you on, but I will stop if you do not feel well"
Brutus blink. He was dense, no way around it. "Wha—now hold on! I feel just fine!" He tackled Cassius, laying on top of his love, kind of like a cat. "Hmmm." He hummed slightly. "You're warm and soft. You know that, right? It's like you don't have any bones." He smirked.
" I have one bone and it occasionally comes to play" he teased and giggles softly. Cassius kissed at Brutus's neck, nipping at the base of it
Brutus rolled his eyes at Cassius joke. "Now, don't you forgot that I'm the one on top." A shiver ran down his spine when Cassius nipped at his neck. He straddled the roman, kissing Cass on the neck and up the jaw. "I have a bone too, Cass." he teased back.
Cassius chuckled " would you like to solve this problem?" He tilted his head and smiled slyly " or is dear Brutus in need of more teasing?"
Brutus smirked. “I, dear Brutus, would like to be teased by Cass more. It’s seducing.” He kept at Cassius neck, kissing it until he rolled off of him, back onto his side of the bed. He looked over at Cassius, waiting to see what he might do next.
Cassius raised an eyebrow, crawling onto Brutus and starting to rock his hips slowly
Brutus flushed, the redness creeping upon his cheeks. He smiled. “You always have your ways dear, Cass.” He sighed, reaching for Cassius’ neck, kissing him all over. He pulled on Cassius’ toga.
" I know~" he purred, starting to kiss on Brutus, ( pm?)
(Sure)
@Naize_lupin Here’s the original rp
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Brutus yawned, opening his eyes to the bright light of daybreak. A wild night called for sleeping in, so he placed his pillow over his head, trying to block out the sun. But now he was already awake. Is this what the underworld was like? Oh cared, he sat up, whining that his sleep was interrupted by Apollo.
Cassius had already been up, unphased by the wild sun. The house was filled with the smells of blueberry pancakes(idk if they had these but fuck it)
And Brutus? He hated the scent of blueberry, but was willing to endure it for his love. He got out of bed and wondered into the kitchen. “What are you making?”
“ pancakes!”
Brutus rubbed his eyes, staring at Cassius blankly. “Pancakes? Seriously? What is a pancake?”
“ it's a cake, made in a pan. Pancake.”