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Alone (M!DB/Romlyn) (21/?)

[(Anonymous)]

Romlyn crawled over to their nightstand and searched for something to use as lubricant.

After a few seconds he retrieved an unlabeled potion bottle that was most likely the result of one of Serano’s countless alchemy experiments. For a while he had been wary of these unmarked flasks that Serano stored in nearly every cupboard, chest or drawer inside their house and that came in all shapes and sizes and with varying contents. But then he had learned that the ones his lover kept this close to their bed were being brought there for a very specific reason; the altmer wouldn’t do so if they weren’t perfectly safe to use. His plan had been to sprawl on the bed and prepare himself while hoping Serano would watch, but now he decided on something a little different.

I’ll show you creative.

He hoped he had figured out what his husband liked by now. Still he couldn’t be sure how Serano would react to what he had in mind.

He got down on the floor and crawled over to his husband on his hands and knees. The feeling of the wooden floor boards on his naked skin was enough to send a shiver through his body; he remembered the last time he had been in this position, when the altmer had been draped over his back and had forced his thighs apart; the thought would have been arousing under normal circumstances, but right now it was just another frustrating reminder that his lover hadn’t touched him in what felt like ages.

As soon as he got close enough Serano reached out for him to splay his hand on his chest, effectively keeping him at arm’s length.

He didn’t even need to look up.

“I’ve wasted enough time here as it is. Go fuck yourself on one of my weapons if you need it that bad.”

After being married to this mer for months those words did nothing to discourage Romlyn; he could still get fucked if he played this right.

He just chuckled. “Would you like that? Would you want to see that?”

He pulled back just far enough to turn his head and nuzzle the gauntlet near his face. He pretended to hesitate a little before his tongue shot out to lick tentatively at his lover’s armored fingers. There was the lingering taste of old blood as well as something else he couldn’t quite place; but it wasn’t unpleasant at all. With a sigh he closed his eyes and began using his tongue to coat his lover’s fingers in saliva.

Serano swallowed hard.

“…Don’t leave just yet… I’ll make it worth your while…” Romlyn purred suggestively around his hand.

He focused his attention on two fingers and closed his lips tight around them, using just his lips and his tongue to draw them deeper into his mouth. Moaning he twirled his tongue around the digits and made sure to spread his legs wide enough for Serano to see that he was growing hard.
The small wet sounds he made seemed to make Serano… uncomfortable.

“You’re eager today”, Serano huffed, and Romlyn looked up to see a wry smile on his lover’s face.

He shouldn't be surprised that he was eager.

Serano hadn’t touched him in weeks, which wasn’t that unusual considering his lover’s recent travels. The only difference this time was that they had actually been sleeping in the same bed this whole time. Every day he had wondered what Serano would do to him that night, just to watch his lover fall asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow.

Based on previous experiences Serano would not return within the next two weeks if Romlyn let him leave now, which meant that this was his last chance for sex for the foreseeable future. The altmer should be glad Romlyn hadn’t started humping his leg yet.

Yet being the operative word there.