Roman Orgy
Written for the qaf drabbles community.
Roman Orgy
“Is that the pheasant?”
“The peacock.”
“Barbarian,” Justin pronounced, pressing a cluster of grapes to Brian’s lips. “You have to cleanse your palate before you kiss me again.”
Laughing, Brian knocked the fruit away and forced Justin onto his back, pushing him into the jewel-colored pillows, kissing him roughly.
“Was that a decree from on high, young Caesar?” Brian licked at Justin’s mouth and slid a hand past the hem of his toga.
“I could have you flogged for disobedience.”
“You could,” Brian breathed, “but you won’t.”
“No,” Justin agreed with a sigh, and let his thighs fall open instead.
Roman Orgy
“Is that the pheasant?”
“The peacock.”
“Barbarian,” Justin pronounced, pressing a cluster of grapes to Brian’s lips. “You have to cleanse your palate before you kiss me again.”
Laughing, Brian knocked the fruit away and forced Justin onto his back, pushing him into the jewel-colored pillows, kissing him roughly.
“Was that a decree from on high, young Caesar?” Brian licked at Justin’s mouth and slid a hand past the hem of his toga.
“I could have you flogged for disobedience.”
“You could,” Brian breathed, “but you won’t.”
“No,” Justin agreed with a sigh, and let his thighs fall open instead.