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  1. Atrice
    Where could she have gone? Tertius went to the bathing area of the house first, since she talked of a bath when they got home... so she might already have told the slaves to get it ready. But she wasn't there. Tertius continued moving, until he saw her in the garden. Quietly he walked out there, his one hand curled into a fist, holding something for her inside. She sat on a bench and he smiled when he saw her perched there, she was stunning to look at... like some foreign goddess in his own home. Someone who had been so good to him and even come with him to the temple. And would see more. And she said she was happy with him. "I have." Tertius said and sat down next to her and inhaled a breath, as if he had to gain a little bit of courage for this, "I should have given this back to you long ago, I suppose." He took her one hand and opened it up and then opened his closed hand over it, handing the gift over to her. The old, worn, braided leather bracelet he took from her what seemed like a lifetime ago. And it wasn't more than a few years. But so many things had happened between them since that day. Yet he recalled he said he would give it back to her someday. Today was that day. He hoped she'd not hate him again, for bringing up the past, but it seemed like the right thing to do. Tertius found he almost held his breath while he waited for her reaction. He really had gone soft, hadn't he? @Sara
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    She felt good, her young body and the way she moved when he was inside of her, the way she finally gave into the pleasure and allowed herself to feel it all the way through her body. And the way that made him feel in turn. He felt her hand help him along and soon they were both out of breath and spent for now. For now. Alexius did not expect this to be over now. A break, a cup of wine and he'd be ready once more. It was usually like that anyway. Hilda chuckled at his words, but seemed surprised that he wanted her to stay all night. She sat and spoke of leaving, but he reached for her hand to urge her to come back to his side. "All night if you will." Alexius tried and continued with a grin, "Please don't tell me you brought your giant of a German husband with you to Rome... and you need to return to him?" Though perhaps he was maybe a little worried that there would be truth to his words. @Sara
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    She really shouldn't think about him. Her pleasure aroused him, her climax would do the same. So the more she gave in, the more he'd enjoy it too. He loved hearing her moans and groans and responded with his own. Hilda told him to pull out and he grinned breathlessly, "If I can." She was on top of him, after all, it was easier for her to pull away than him, when they were in this position. Then he felt her tighten around him and leaned his head back, fuck that felt better than good. A moment later she cried out and if he hadn't had a large hand, she might have crushed it. She collapsed onto his chest after she'd trembled and now it was his turn. He kissed and nipped at her throat, she'd stopped moving but he continued until he lifted her up just enough so that he could pull out with a gasp and a groan. He moved his hand down to help himself finish. He was panting, breathless when he was done and laid his head back on the pillow, trying to catch his breath with her still on top of him. "Gods, Hilda... you feel so good..." He said when he could, nipped at her ear, "I hope you'll stay all night..." He could for sure use that too, she was a lovely distraction. Would Calpurnia hate him if she knew? It might be easier if she did. But he got the feeling she might be understanding more than anything and anyone else. Gods, he should not think of her with another woman in his bed. It wasn't fair to either of those two women. @Sara
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    Tertius smiled when she said she wanted to visit other temples and then he nodded, "Of course." He promised, he wanted to show her more of Rome, now that she was free and his wife. And now he'd been seen with her at Vesta's temple. The gossip would surely spread. Hopefully for the better. It didn't take long before they reached the domus and Charis said she was intrigued about her gift. Gods he hoped it wasn't a bad idea, the thing he wanted to gift her. But perhaps on a day like this, he thought, it was perfect. A proof of his trust in her. "It isn't anything big and I need to go and find it first." Tertius explained, "But you can go in. I'll find you." He said and waited for the litter to come to a stop. Since Charis climbed in last, it was easiest if she left first, so he let her. A slave gave Tertius a hand too and he went inside. To the tablinum. Hidden in a vase was a key to unlock a chest on a rack behind the desk. Moments later it was locked again and Tertius went through the mostly quiet domus to find his wife. @Sara
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    Her blood-brother agreed that there wasn't much space for anything in Rome and there was no horizon. She nodded. There wasn't. She'd seen it sometimes, when she accompanied Claudia outside of Rome, but she wasn't allowed to enjoy it out there. After all, she was a slave and she was working. And always alert near her mistress. She would never forget that day they were attacked and would prefer that such an incident was not repeated, ever. So even when she did see the horizon, she couldn't be soft and just... enjoy it. Tirañes said she should not apologize for her behavior, because she wasn't made of stone. "Maybe it would be easier if I was made of stone." Cynane mused, "I wonder if we'll ever get that chance again. To breathe, as you say." She added, looking up at the walls of the palace that surrounded them. Meanwhile Tirañes wondered what he missed the most. "I don't know what I miss most either. Maybe just... something else than this. Being able to make my own decisions and choices. My body being mine." Her mind, her thoughts they couldn't steal from her, but her body belonged to the Romans. She looked at him with a small smile, "How miserable we both sound now. Perhaps we should focus on other things. Has anything good happened in your life recently? Besides teaching your master how to handle a horse?" @Sharpie
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    A palace opposite a brothel? He couldn't tell if his sister was joking or being serious now. But he wrinkled his nose again at the brothel, he hadn't been in one since that time Ione took him to hers and he wouldn't like it either. He felt so bad for her, he couldn't help her, he might get in trouble. On the other hand, she seemed so oddly... not content with her situation, but like she just accepted it and didn't mind it so much. But his sister then spoke of drinks again. "I think just straight there... if we meet any of their leaders, this prince of yours, I don't want to approach him in a drunk state." Not that Wulfric did get drunk very often, he was way too sensible and practical for that. He didn't like to wake up not remembering what he did last night, he didn't like his memories to be a blur. He didn't like the headache and he didn't like not thinking straight. How would a leader, a maybe future king, act if he wasn't thinking straight? That wasn't the kind of leader he wanted to be. @Sara
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    He could tell she was trying to draw it out, but she wasn't used to having a man like him, was she? One that was so... experienced and knew what to do and when and could last. Some men, he knew, needed nothing but a few thrusts and they were done and the woman would gain absolutely nothing but perhaps a pregnancy. That wasn't what he was hoping for. Preferably not. Hopefully Hilda knew how to prevent it, what to do after. Else he knew women who definitely knew that, too. For now though, he just wanted her to give in, he wanted to hear her and feel her as she was sent over the edge and to the sky. Her moans against his lips were wonderful, so was her body and the way she tried to give in, yet tried to hold back at the same time. So good and difficult to stand, really. Hilda pushed herself back up again to ride him and Alexius reached for her free hand, while she used her other to please herself too. He felt her hand so near his own member too, even as they moved that felt good too, "Could be..." He said through his breath, "Don't... think about me..." Because really she shouldn't. He could do another round if she could and he was almost sure she could. She almost reminded him of... himself. Perhaps because they were of the same people? @Sara
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    She already felt spoiled? Well compared to what she had before, he could see why. But she was his wife now and with their past, she deserved everything he could give her. As long as she would be with him and their son. Peregrinus would grow up with both of his parents, free and married, as they should be. The conversation moved on though, Tertius leading it by concluding he wouldn't tell more of the gift he had in mind and instead asked what she felt about the ritual at the temple. She sighed and gave into answering, saying it was different and it felt deep. And it fascinated her. "I don't do it as often as I probably should." Tertius said, feeling a bit guilty, "And different temples have different purposes. The gods demand different sacrifices and rituals. But you're right, it was deep. It's supposed to be. We're sending our hopes and wishes to divine powers, after all. Hoping to please them, so they may gift us with what we hope for." He explained and reached for a grape too, just to let his fingers brush hers for a moment, "Now, it's out of our hands. We can only hope Vesta listened." @Sara
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    He enjoyed that she enjoyed it. The way she gasped when he moved out of her, the way she moaned when he entered her again. The way her eyes closed and her body was just there, beautiful even in the faint light from the window through the curtains. And her body felt so good, when he touched it, waiting for her to move, although she was taking her time, teasing him before she actually did it. Her palms were on his chest, using him for support and he let out a small grown of pleasure when her nails dug into his skin. She said something he didn't understand, but it didn't matter. He could almost guess the meaning of it. But he didn't have time to think about it. She was moving, enough for herself but he kind of wanted it harder and faster. Alexius reached for her to pull her down against his own body, biting his lip as he felt her breasts against his own body. He enjoyed that too. There was nothing to not enjoy about this... and as he held her closer, almost embraced her, he began moving again. His lips seeking hers. So good, "You know..." He said against her lips, between thrusts and kisses, "It's alright to... just give in..." Alexius was used enough to share pleasure to do it more than once in one night. All he would need was a pause at some point and then he could send her over the edge many times, if that's what she sought. He'd be more than happy to. @Sara
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    How sweet she was when she smiled like this. And said that 'of course she was happy'. That was not a given thing though, with what she'd been through with him. But if it had come to that, if she did feel happiness with him, he could barely ask for more from her. So he wanted to give her something special in return. She was surprised when he spoke of a gift and then mentioned all the things he gave her already. Tertius chuckled, "Why should I not want to shower my wife with gifts? I want to spoil you." He said, but the smile faded, "This one is more... personal, I think. I won't say more." And that was that, he didn't want her to guess, so he changed the subject, "How are you now? After the temple?" Since he assumed this might be her first time really experiencing a Roman ritual like that. @Sara
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    He watched her and he could not help but grin when she reacted to what he did. Maybe she didn't expect that? And look at her, arching up against his body and his hand, closing her eyes, giving into what he was giving her. This was exactly why he adored them so much, women. Some more than others. Fuck. He closed his eyes briefly, letting himself move harder into her and then he suddenly felt her hands on his chest, pushing him. Alexius guessed what she wanted and with a moan he pulled of her briefly, but only to roll over onto his back and reach for her, guiding her on top of him. At least this view was even better. And his hands were free to roam over her body and feel her and touch her. Though when he felt her again he let out a long sigh, for gods did she feel good? So good... so good... but he fought his own urge to move to let her handle her own pleasure for a brief while. She clearly knew what she was doing. @Sara
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    Tertius was Roman all the way through and followed the rules. Letting her climb in first, a freedwoman, a former slave... even though she was his wife, it might be noticed and people would question his actions. And he was a Praetor of Rome. He had too much power he didn't wish to lose, not even for her. But soon enough they were both in the litter and he mused about how nice she was to him. She smiled and shrugged, said she was happy. Tertius watched her with a mix of surprise and maybe relief... she was happy? With him? It was more than he could have hoped for. He didn't expected that answer at all. "Are you? I'm... that... pleases me more than you know." Tertius said, unsure of how else to say it. Sometimes she made him feel like a young boy in love for the first time, unable to find the right words for her. But he decided to reward her in another way and Charis was clever enough to sense his thoughtfulness. "Oh, it's just... I have a gift for you, when we're home." It could go both ways, but he chose to hope for the better. She just said she was happy, after all. @Sara
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    Calpurnia was certainly no girl, but a beautiful grown woman he admired more than anyone. He really did wish it was nicer, but it was quick taking her down here by the arena and no one would suspect they were here. It wasn't neat and nice at all here. But they were here. She was here. And she came closer and he reached for her, slid his arms around her waist while she told him it was nice enough, "You really think so?" He chuckled and pressed an almost chaste kiss to her lips. If he kissed her harder, he might lose himself in it... "Anywhere's nice with you though. How have you been?" He said, he didn't let go of her, just holding her was fine, although he knew his body would soon disagree. But he didn't want to just... make it seem like all he wanted was her body, because it wasn't like that at all. He wanted all of her. @Chevi
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    She was sweet, helping him get dressed after the ritual in the temple. They appeared to have been left alone now, the Vestal and her servant had not returned. Perhaps they were performing further rites. There was no knowing what went on in the temples once you left, that was for those who served there only. And he was with his wife, who took his arm as he offered it. They moved up to the open part of the temple and into the daylight and down the steps. He looked at Charis when she was the first to clear her throat to the slaves waiting for them outside. They looked up at the couple and one look from Tertius had them on their feet. "We will be going home now." Tertius instructed them and let go of Charis to climb into the litter again, where he waited for her. Once they were both inside, the litter was lifted and he looked at her, "You're being so good to me." If it could only be like this all the time, he thought, but there was a chance it might not be so. He had an idea then, for how he might strengthen their bond, make her trust him more. Why didn't he think of it before? Well, they'd have to go home first. @Sara
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    Gods, her moans... she was stunning in more ways than one, he thought. Alexius moaned with her as he moved, she felt so good and he looked at her, panting as she tugged on his hair again. Her kisses were amazing too, so hungry and demanding and how could he not give into that? And want more of her. She swung her leg over him, keeping him in place and told him to touch her. That would be much easier if she was on top, but for now he'd let her rest and supported his weight on one elbow. Alexius didn't stop, but rather let his free hand roam down over her body and between her legs to indeed touch her while he was also moving into her. He knew that not all men knew that little knob, but Alexius wasn't born yesterday and he'd had enough women to know. If that wasn't what she meant, he was sure she'd let him know one way or another. @Sara
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    It was a bit amusing, but not in a laughable way, that she enjoyed watching him and took in his body when she had the chance. Alexius liked that she looked at him and enjoyed that she commented on him. He grinned back at her, but it didn't take him long to finish undressing and then he was back with her. He smiled as his tongue and his lips caressed her nipples. Some of the best of sharing pleasure, giving pleasure, was how they'd reward him with moans and groans and reactions. That's what got him going. And Hilda definitely got him going. She was flushed when she replied, clearly pleased and not wanting him to stop. He loved feeling her fingers in his hair, which was just long enough for her to hold onto, should she want to. She'd rather hold onto something else though and he gasped again, when she moved a hand down to guide him. As always he tried to be careful at first, he didn't want to hurt her and his lips left her skin for a moment to watch her, make sure that everything was fine, "Even better?" He asked with a grin, holding still for a moment, even though that was kind of hard with how good she felt to him. Alexius plucked a kiss from her lips and once she let him know, one way or another, that all was well, he'd begin moving. @Sara
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    He loved how she reacted to his actions, how she grinned when he picked her up and how she moaned and shuddered when he came to her, to shower her with his longing for her body. But then he felt fingers in his hair, let out a small surprised - but not displeased - gasp as she did so. Gods, was she smirking? He grinned back at her, "That is unfair." He agreed and let go of her body briefly to use a hand to undo his last strip of clothing to toss that aside too. Then he leaned in over her, letting her feel his own body against her and his lips found a breast, though before he would dive in there, he glanced up at her, "Better, Hilda?" He asked, more than ready for her, but he would let her guide him. Not that she craved romance, she said as much. But she craved pleasure. And he'd give it to her. @Sara
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    He felt her eyes on his body and chuckled at the compliment, "I'm glad you think so." He said and then he'd moved closer to kiss her and help her finish undressing. He didn't need much, if you knew where to undo the knot, his subligaculum would come off easily. Alexius smiled against her lips when she moaned and they broke apart briefly so he could pull the blouse over her head. This was certainly not a bad view, he thought and let his hands roam her naked skin, "If you say so." He slid his hands underneath her bottom to swiftly lift her up and carry her the few steps to the bed. He left her for just a moment to pull the curtains, just in case... and then he returned to her, showering her skin with kisses and the light grazing of teeth on the way. She was lovely, so very lovely. Soft and beautiful. He'd enjoy pleasing her. @Sara
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    It was evening and since there was no one home, the flat was faintly lit, but it was enough. Alexius closed the door behind him and leaned against it, watching her take the flat in. She luckily didn't seem too disappointed and turned around, seemed cheerful and amused. Alexius watched her. She began unlacing her clothes and he smirked. His was easier. Alexius quickly opened the belt and pulled the tunica over his head and tossed it to the wall by the end of his bed and approached her, "Let me." He said and without waiting, he helped her undo the skirt and leaned down to kiss her at the same time. @Sara
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    So apparently they were going home. Maybe both would need a bath. Tertius smiled back at her when she chose they'd go straight home. Another time then, for the shopping. Maybe this trip to the temple really had done something. Time would tell. For now, they'd have to get dressed and Tertius got as far as he could on his own, but the toga was one large and long piece of fabric, heavy too and not so easy to put on by yourself. Maybe there was a reason this was for higher class men? Who had slaves to help them. Except for now. He heard Charis laugh and then she came to help him. Tertius let her and she commented on how impractical it was. Tertius chuckled, "I suppose it is. Maybe that's the whole point." Tertius added, "But once it's on, it's fine. If you'll just hold this one end." Tertius instructed her, so she could keep the fabric off the ground and he could more easily wrap it onto himself. Finally it was there, he chose the simpler style where it was just wrapped over the shoulder, around the back and then back to the same shoulder and arm. "Let's go home then." He said with a smile and offered his arm so they could leave together. As man and wife should, as intended and as hopefully blessed by the goddess. @Sara
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    They could find a room. This was just much cheaper and easier. Hilda seemed a bit disappointed to hear he wasn't living alone and even frowned, but then began climbing the stairs anyway... she must really be wanting something, he thought with a grin, "It won't be. It isn't for me." And it was his son, so he should know it, as this wasn't a first. He just told her his son was used to it, so she would kind of also know now, that she wasn't the first he brought home either. Far from it, in fact. Not that he'd ever brought Calpurnia here. He should. He wanted to. She didn't seem to care. She might care less than Hilda did. He shook his head and followed, "Third floor for living." Alexius told her and caught up with her, "Not the smallest, but definitely not the biggest either." But good enough for Alexius and his son, with what they earned. Once they reached the right balcony he skipped ahead of her to unlock the door. And it was locked. So Lexus wasn't at home. What on Earth was he doing in the evenings at the moment? Well he wasn't here. Alexius and Hilda were. He let her walk in first and then followed, closing the door behind him. @Sara
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    He adored her smile when he touched her hair, she was being very sweet now. And then she even pulled him closer, speaking of a bath. She pushed her fingers through his hair too and called him handsome. Tertius could not help but smile at her sweet compliment and her actions and he leaned down to press a soft kiss to her lips, not sure what to answer to such words, but he wanted to let her know it was appreciated. But she pulled back to get dressed and Tertius picked up his things too, although he kind of missed a slave to help him this time. Not that he couldn't dress himself, he was just used to others helping him. Meanwhile Charis wondered what to do. "Maybe home? Unless you still wish to go shopping." Tertius said, as he too pulled his tunica over his head and fastened a belt around his waist and then picked up the toga to wear. Trying to untangle it so he could wrap it around him. @Sara
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    He chuckled again when she promised she'd be vocal, "Don't hold yourself back then." Alexius just said, if that was her thing, so be it. He got the feeling she was the type of woman who liked to be in control. Liked for the man to please her the way she wanted. Focused more on her pleasure than his. Like many men did, but she wasn't one, of course. There was nothing masculine about her. She was just... not your ordinary Roman woman. Which was fine with him. Soon they arrived to the area of the insulae and in particular the one he lived in. She would know then if he lived alone, "Uhm... no. My son lives there too. But he's no child." He explained, "We can have privacy. And, well... he's used to it." He stopped by the stairs leading up into the building, "I hope you don't mind?" @Sara
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    He smiled against her too, enjoying the feeling of her arms around him and how she had to reach up to kiss him. Not that it wasn't nice when a woman didn't have to do that. There was one woman who didn't have to. And he needed to not think about her right now. So he gave into the kiss and they were both breathless when it broke and he decided to take her home. She let him do it and warned him about how she was not easily pleased. Alexius chuckled at her words. "I'm always up to a challenge like that!" He replied with a grin, "Though I don't know what pleases you... yet. But whatever you want... it's yours..." It was good that he met her where he did, sometimes there was just no need to visit taverns far away from home. Besides, then he might end up on the steps to Vesta's temple. And he wasn't going to do that again. Gods, he could not get her out of his head, could he? But Hilda deserved his full attention since he promised it... and she would get it. She would. @Sara
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    Wulfric didn't comment. He wouldn't call his mother a fool. He'd always loved her, she was his mother and she did what she could for her children. And he had somehow always known he was different from his siblings, it just wasn't until he was an adult that he knew why. But he wouldn't call his mother a fool. Maybe his father had been different back then, when he was young. Maybe... maybe the years had changed him. Who knew? No one did... not Wulfric and not Hilda at least. He worried now though that his father might have tried something with Hilda, but now she blinked and said it hadn't been so. Although he'd enjoyed what he saw? Wulfric wrinkled his nose again. That was just wrong. In so many ways. His father... and his sister. Even though they were barely related by blood... "Yes, as long as we're together." He agreed, trying to get the imagine of his father and his sister out of his head. Maybe try and think of something else entirely, "Are we at that palace of yours yet?" @Sara
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