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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.”
(I don’t why that made my laugh the way it did 😭)
Brutus raised an eyebrow, sighting. “I see. How does such a 'pancake' taste? Like cake?”
“ mmm donno. Wanna be the first?” he asked softly
Brutus stared at Cassius for a good minute..and silence over came the two. “Cassius, my beloved husband to be, how can you make something and not know what it tastes like? But I’ll try it..”
Cassius giggled, the literal sound of the sun if it were a person. His smile seemed warm as he gave the food to Brutus
Brutus wasn’t…sunshine and rainbows. He was grumpy. He examined the food, curious by its properties. Taking a bit, he crinkled his nose. “Tastes like steam.”
“Oh..” Cassius said, trying not to let the sad tone In his voice show “ a.. Sorry I'll make something else, “ he said and took brutus’s plate
Brutus frowned. “I didn't mean I didn't like it. I was just telling you what it tasted like. Maybe put butter on it?”
Cassius nodded and tried doing that, handing it back to brutus
Brutus took a bite of the pancake, smiling. “Much better!”
Cassius gave a weak smile and put out his fire “ glad you like it..”