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Alone (M!DB/Romlyn) (44/?)

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But he defied him whenever he could, exploited his kindness and kept making unreasonable demands. He had obviously been far too lenient with Romlyn recently; a line needed to be drawn.

The headache didn't stop, and this time he did beat his head against the floor to make it disappear. He should have anticipated doing that would just make it worse. He had merely succeeded in adding a different sort of pain to the one already present, and since Romlyn had hastily withdrawn his hand the one calming influence was gone.
He could barely see, hardly think straight against the hammering inside his skull; he knew from experience that his healing magic wouldn't help in this situation.

"Are you alright?"

Until then he had believed that he had been able to keep a straight face, but Romlyn's concerned voice meant that his suffering was obvious. He didn't want to deal with this right now.

He couldn't hurt this man this way, but he had to. He couldn't settle for either of those choices. Both were his thoughts, and he couldn't keep them apart.

Recently he had discovered one simple but very effective trick for dealing with this contradiction: Letting someone else handle the situation.

"Lydia."

The housecarl was by his side immediately.

"Take Runa out for a walk."

Serano used that command a lot when he brought his dog home with him; he felt like he shouldn't talk about his daughter that way, but then again he had refrained from gutting her. That should count for something.

The little girl protested weakly, but conceded eventually when Lydia insisted. He waited until Lydia had helped Runa to her feet and led her out of the house. Then he looked up at Romlyn with what he considered his friendliest, least threatening smile.

"You", he said as soon as the door closed behind the two women. "On your hands and knees."

"Serano, wait, we need to talk about-"

The dunmer still hadn't learned to do as he was told, and made no move to get off of him. He was either slow or just plain stupid.
Serano really should plunge the dagger through his heart.

"Strip. Now", he clarified just in case Romlyn hadn't realized what he wanted. "I don't care if you're not in the mood. You're going to do as I say, and you'd better enjoy yourself. I'm sick of discussing other people's feelings."

He couldn't help but smirk as he watched Romlyn assume their usual position without complaint, without displaying any hesitation or doubt. They had done this before; it wouldn't be the first time Serano vented his frustrations on him, and his spouse trusted him completely. After removing his own armor he draped himself over Romlyn's back and held the quivering body in place, just in case he tried to run away when he realized what Serano had in mind.

The altmer leaned over and pressed his lips against his spine, his shoulder, his neck, every patch of skin he could reach until the other man got more responsive to his touches. It didn't take long for the dunmer to adjust, and soon he was moving back against Serano's body. He was as prepared as he was going to get.

"Will you bark for me like you promised?", he asked with a mischievous grin.

"...What?"

He couldn't be sure whether Romlyn still remembered their talk from a few weeks ago, so he had to keep dropping hints.

"Let's try something special today."