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Both Roman and Virgil were nervous when they laid down in their bed the night after their wedding. They had both just had the best day of their lives together, knowing that they would be together to have so many more of them. It was wonderful, and exciting, and terrifying all at once.

"Virgil?" Roman spoke up softly, gaining the attention of his husband with a soft smile. His hand rested on his waist, rubbing circles in his skin with his thumb. He leaned forward to press a short kiss to his lips. "I know what we talked about doing tonight, but I want to remind you that it's alright if nothing happens okay?"

"I know." Virgil responded, shuffling closer to Roman with a flush on his cheeks. "I... I do want to try, though."

"Whenever you're ready, then." Roman told him. Virgil nodded with a small, shy smile, leaning forward to kiss Roman. It was a soft kiss at first, but Virgil was quick to take it further, making out with Roman heatedly. They had at least done this before, so it wasn't quite as scary.

By the time the two of them broke apart Roman had shifted them so that Virgil was laying down on his back, Roman leaning slightly overtop of him. Roman's lips trailed downwards to kiss at his neck, fingertips at his hips moving to shift his shirt upwards, rubbing circles there and making Virgil squirm a little beneath him. "Still good?"

"Yeah," Virgil said, allowing Roman to lift the shirt further and slip it off of him, discarding it in the floor. He ran his hands across Virgil's chest, looking him over with eyes filled with adoration. He had done this before, but never had it been quite this special. He loved Virgil with all of his heart, and wanted to take care of him and love him for the rest of his life. He looked up into Virgil's eyes, smiling as he leaned down to press another gentle kiss to his lips.

"You're so handsome, Virge." He muttered, peppering kisses across his husbands chest once receiving the okay to do so. His thumbs brushed lightly across his nipples, Virgil gasping and arching into the touch. Roman looked at him, waiting for a nod before continuing to toy with them, pressing a kiss to one and bringing it into his mouth, tongue brushing across it.

Virgil whined loudly at the smallest of touches he got from Roman, not used to anyone touching him like this. He leaned into every touch, appreciating the way Roman's eyes met his every now and then to know that everything he was doing was still okay. He knew he had ended up with the sweetest husband he ever could have asked for.

Eventually Roman ended up with his hands resting on Virgil's pants. "You're absolutely certain this is still alright?"

"Positive," Virgil affirmed, wiggling uncomfortably, already hard and waiting for Roman to undo his jeans. Roman did just that, pulling down both his jeans and boxers at his permission. Virgil felt a little uncomfortable, sitting completely naked under someone who hadn't taken off his own clothing. He shifted awkwardly under Roman, fighting the urge to cover himself. "A-Aren't you a little... overdressed?"

He gestured at Roman's clothes, the others eyes widening at the realization he hadn't removed any of them yet. He nodded quickly, sitting up so he was no longer leaning over Virgil's form. "Of course. Would you like to help me get them off, or would you prefer a show?"

Roman smirked teasingly over at him, enjoying how Virgil's face turned a darker red as he shook his head at his husband. Virgil looked back at him with a small smile, tongue darting out to wet his dry lips as a nervous habit. "You do it."

"As you wish," Roman smiled softer at Virgil before his hands started to tug at his shirt, pulling it off slowly and throwing it out into their room. His hand trailed down his chest and stomach for a brief moment before he started to undo his pants, tugging them down over his boxers. Virgil could already see through them just how hard Roman was, staring at him for a while before he looked up to meet his eyes again finally. "I take it you like what you're seeing."

"Sh-shut up," Virgil bit back with a whine, face turning red once more. Roman laughed softly.

"So, is this good enough for you then?" He gestured to his mostly undressed state, quirking a brow. Virgil eyed his boxers again, not wanting to voice his thoughts. Luckily for him Roman seemed to catch on, teasing him one final time before he pulled those off of himself as well.

Virgil definitely found it harder to look away from his husband now, eyes searching over every inch of his body. His eyes were wide, breath caught in his throat, only snapping out of it when Roman climbed back onto the bed, looking up and meeting his eyes again when Roman hovered over him. Roman was still grinning as he planted his lips back onto Virgil's, both of them eager to keep going.

"Can-could I..." Virgil stuttered, hand gesturing down at Roman's dick.

"You can ask me, Virgil." Roman said a little teasingly but mostly trying to be reassuring. "Whatever you want."

"Can I touch you?" He finally got out, hand reaching towards him. Roman shivered and nodded his head, groaning when Virgil's hand wrapped around his length. He wasn't quite sure if what he was doing was good or not, moving his hand slowly up and down. He knew what made himself feel good and he used that as much as possible, doing whatever he could to bring Roman pleasure like he had been doing for him.

"Virgil," Roman moaned after a while, head resting against Virgil's chest and trying not to buck into his hand. "Virgil, h-hah, hold on..."

Virgil stopped his hand, worried he had done something wrong for a moment. Those worries left him when Roman kissed him deeply, pulling away a few minutes later with a small smile.

"You're so good," Roman assured, kissing him again. "Do-do you want to keep going? To make us both feel good? We can just stick to touching if you're comfortable with that, I just didn't want to finish before I asked what you want to do."

"I want to keep going," Virgil said quickly, arms going around Roman and kissing him again. "I-I want you."

Roman shuddered as he returned Virgil's kiss, hands reaching over to their bedside drawer. He pulled away once he found what he was looking for, showing it to Virgil and waited for his reaction. Virgil nodded his head quickly, shifting so his legs were spread a little wider. Roman smiled down at him as he lubed up his fingers, a short peck left on Virgil's lips before he pressed one against his hole.

"You're so beautiful, Virge," Roman spoke breathlessly, slowly pressing into Virgil and watching carefully for any discomfort. "All spread out for me."

Virgil whined, pushing against Roman's finger. He had already worn a permanent blush on his face that wasn't getting any better with the way Roman was talking to him, and neither was the hardness between his legs. Roman just smiled, slowly working his finger in his husband before he could add more, going as slow as possible. This was new for Virgil, and he wanted this to be a good first time for him. Only when Virgil was moaning and pushing himself back on three of Roman's fingers did he finally stop, pulling them out of Virgil and gaining a whine in return.

"Be patient, my love," Roman smiled sweetly, groaning as he lubed up his cock. Once he had finally finished with that he leaned down to align himself with Virgil's hole, lips finding his as he pressed against it. "Still good with this?"

"Yes, Roman yes! Please, just go ahead already," Virgil begged, arms thrown around Roman's neck. Roman laughed softly at the reaction, happy knowing that Virgil was enjoying this just as much as he was. He pushed himself into Virgil at last, moving slowly still until he had buried himself all the way inside of him.

Virgil whined and wriggled beneath him, panting already at feeling so full. After a few moments he spoke in a whimpering voice, encouraging him to move. Roman was quick to comply, hips pulling backwards until he was almost out and then shifting forwards faster, burying himself in his husband again. He kept up the slow and steady pace, mumbling out his love for Virgil all the while.

Roman leaned down to press kisses against Virgil's neck and chest as he felt himself getting closer, moving a little faster and reaching one hand down to grab Virgil's dick. Virgil's cries grew louder at the contact, Roman moving his hand in time with his thrusts. Virgil gasped out that he was going to come, Roman saying the same. He encouraged Virgil to let go for him, to come, speeding up.

Soon enough Virgil was coming across Roman's hand and his own chest, moaning louder than he had before. Not long after Roman was spilling over the edge as well, burying himself inside of his husband.

Both of them lied on the bed tiredly, pants leaving both of their lips. Roman, who had collapsed atop of Virgil, pressed a kiss to his chest, the closest area to him. "That was amazing, Virgil. Did you enjoy it too?"

Roman looked up at his husband worriedly, receiving a nod and a smile from Virgil. Virgil pulled him up for a kiss, holding him close. "It was great. I love you so much, Roman."

"I love you too." Roman said, kissing the top of his head. He slowly rose away from Virgil, getting off of the bed. "Shower?"

"Please," Virgil nodded, shrieking as he was unexpectedly lifted bridal style into the air, arms going around Roman as he carried him towards their bathroom. "You could have warned me!"

The both of them dissolved into giggles as they made their way towards the bathroom, excited for the rest of their lives that they had to share.