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Blood, Death, Love? |Lagertha x rskde|

Heva and Callisto watch Lucius closely, watching Lucius come over to Heva after speaking with Octavia. Heva giggles pushing the pale Callisto out of the way. "Mmm! I can't wait. You'll have to wait a bit though! Let me get my husband into a drunk stupor." Heva begs him pardon, moving to leave his side for a while. Callisto looks at him awkwardly before smiling and moving away over to her parents.

"O-Of course I would." Amor laughs, her hands shaking nervously at the idea. Though what was she really expecting? That she'd never be asked for marriage?

"Of course Sir Titanius. I will look for you in the crowd." Amor bows to him watching him leave, her hands still shaking.

She finds herself in the party, twisting around and catching her mother's attention. "How did it go? Did you like him? He likes you." Octavia gushes and Amor smiles nodding her head.

"I said yes." Amor admits crying a bit over the idea of the whole thing.

"Oh my baby! Why are you crying, this is a time for celebration!" Octavia brushes the tears off her face as Amor nods.

"I'm just so excited!" Amor lies to her mother who kisses her forward and ushers her away. Amor twists through the crowds, managing to find Lucius after speaking to her mother about Heva. She grips his elbow, tugging on it when no one is looking.

"My mother said you were to service Heva. She said she can postpone it for another night when her husband isn't in town, which Heva agreed to..." Amor doesn't really look at him. "I need to talk to you..alone before I lose my mind." Amor admits with shaky hands.​
 
The man nods to Heva when she tells him about her husband. "I will be here, my lady." He says before starting to talk to the paler girl of the two, just to kill the time.

Lucius sees Amor and he sighs with relief, nodding to her when she speaks to him. "Alright, lets go." He says while walking with her out of the main hall and giving her a nod. "So what's going on?" He asks while leaning against the wall of a private room, watching her with curious eyes.
 
"What's going on? You almost died today..confessed your love to me and walked away to a party..and now.." Amor tried to breath pulling him into the private room, shutting the door behind them and locking it. Amor looks at him with watery eyes not sure how to say what she needed to, and a silence fills the room for a while.

"I just met the man I'm going to be courted by..that my parents want me to marry and wants to marry me." Amor looks at him trying not to break down all the way, her hands shaking violently. "And the entire time when he was saying it and I had to agree about it..I was wondering how you would think when I told you..because I want you! I love you!" Amor shouts, finally breaking down in tears, but her voice is muffled by the party in the other room.​
 
Lucius chuckles softly. "It was a stupid question, okay." He says to her while leaning against the wall, watching her while she speaks. He wraps his arms around her and rests his forehead against hers while she speaks to him in private.

"You were courted by a Praetorian?" He asks, his eyebrows knitting together neatly. "That's.. Not good." He says softly while holding her tightly. "I love you too.." He whispers to her. "Hey.. Hey.. No crying." He says to her softly. "Venus always finds a way for lovers to be happy, doesn't she?" He says while reaching to her and wiping her tears away. "Nothing will stand between us, I swear to you." He says.
 
"If she does tell me how this is suppose to work?" Amor cries agitated by the whole ordeal. Though she knew her mother saw nothing wrong with the idea and Amor was born for this..She still was in love with someone she shouldn't have been. "To make matters worse Heva wants to fuck you."

Amor was agitated she wanted to throw things. Instead she buried her face in his chest pressing her shaking body against him. "The entire she was telling me she wanted you..I just wanted to smash her face in. Because I want you all to myself and Gods help Me I thought i could be all yours." Amor was rambling, at least she felt like she was.​
 
Lucius keeps his arms around Amor, holding her tightly against him. "The Gods have their ways Amor, we just need to have faith." He mutters to her. "I'm in love with you and if you just focus on that, then everything will be easier." He says to her softly, running his fingers through her hair.

"Heva means nothing to me, if I am forced to bed her it will only be to keep my life." He says to her. "But until then I am all yours, Amor." He says to her while nuzzling his head against hers. "Amor if you calm yourself this will be easier, please." He says to her. "You need rest." He says to her. "Today's events did not treat you well.. I will escort you to your room but I must return to the party afterwards, your parents will wonder where I am if I don't return." He whispers to her.
 
"I will always only focus on you." Amor frowns at his words knowing it's been a much longer day for him. She couldn't imagine the things he was going through but Amor smiled at him.

"I would be lost if the Gods ever seemed fit to take you away from me." Amor kisses him roughly before pulling away as she nods to him. "Will you do something for me to make it more bearable for me? I know you'll be on my mother's whore list from now on...will you imagine it's me?" Amor looks at him questioning.

"I want you to live and alright..I should sleep." Amor agrees moving to the door.. "I can walk myself if you are worrying about my parents seeing us together..Though you can always say I was congratulating you." Amor says moving to leave the room.​
 
"Of course I will pretend it is you." He says to her with a nod. "Good night Amor, Gods be with you." He says as he walks out with her, they go their separate ways and he watches her walk to her room, nodding to himself before returning to the party.

From the looks of things most of the nobles were drunk other than the Vitus family members, Lucius walks back to his place near the center of the room by Octavia's side. "Apologies, my lady, Amor wanted to congratulate me before she retired for the night." He says to her before continuing to remain silent.
 
Amor felt completely awkward walking out of the room, turning her back to him and walking away. She knew he would return to the party, she knew Heva would have her eye on him from now on. That and most of the other noble women were probably eyeing the limping champion with naughty thoughts. To make matters worse she now had someone courting her, that would be watching her at the parties and probably everywhere he saw her form now on. Most likely expecting her to be close to his side.

"I'm going mad..." Amor muttered to herself as she passed the people going to her room and locking herself inside. She striped her clothing, falling onto her bed as she cried herself, frustrated, to sleep.

"Of course she would." Octavia rolled her eyes, plucking a flower that had dropped to Lucius's shoulder away and discarding it on the floor. "She's always been a child who loves to congratulate our victors." Octavia smiled at him, watching the party die down. "Amor and I agreed it would be wiser to have Heva and you together at a later date. I'm sure you are exhausted, and you'll need all your strength for a night with her. As well as her husband will be out of the picture for a day in the near future. I'll have the whole thing arranged by then." Octavia smiles at him, though she gives him a dangerous look. "My daughter has always been very fond of you Lucius. I know you two are closer than you should be. A noble girl casting a gladiator as a friend should never be heard of, but I shouldn't have to worry about that anymore now should I? After all Praetorian Titianius has asked for my daughter's hand, and she has agreed to be courted by him." Octavia smiles at the idea. "How great our two houses will be. How close we'll be to the Emperor then. What a marvelous wife she'll make for him." Octavia gushes before sighing. "You are dismissed, the party is dying and we all need much rest for tomorrow. The new meat has come in. My husband has attended to them and the lot of you champions will be helping the newer recruits get into their new lifestyle...Lucius..I hope you will keep my daughter on the right track. She can't afford to fuck up this courting with Titianius for any of us."

With those last words of wisdom, Octavia sent Luicus away. the party dragged on for an hour or so more, before the nobles crashed. Most of them stayed over the night, sleeping in the party room, before departing early in the morning. Amor stayed in her room, having stayed up quite late crying herself to sleep and wishing to be left alone for a while. Octavia and Eloi were at the balcony early in the morning, lining up the new recruits to look at them and waiting for the other gladiators to wake up to greet the new recruits.

"I wonder which champion will give them the toughest time." Octavia muttered wine in hand to her husband as she looked at the battered bruised slaves still chained up.

"Who knows. Most of them won't make it through the night. The weak always die the earliest." Eloi laughed looking at his wife who smiled.

"Yes, they often do." Octavia laughed back.​
 
Lucius nodded to Octavia before taking his leave, walking to his newest quarters as a champion, really just a step up from his old quarters which had been a bed of hay and a dirty room close to the stables.

In the morning he steps out of his room and walks out to the courtyard, a gladius at his hip as he eyes the new recruits, who are really just skinny and captured boys. The girls who were captured, old or young would be made into Vitus servants but the boys would be gladiators, the men having already been killed by the Legionnaires.

Lucius stands with the three other Vitus champions, watching the recruits for a moment, eyes scanning for weaknesses. If they survived the night, they would be named and sent off to better training, but for now the champions would see what they had.

The Germanic gladiator didn't want to partake in this, however, as he can remember being in their place he doesn't want to give them the memories that he developed. Just seeing them now brings back a few memories about his time in training, always being beaten and attacked by other candidates to try to gain an advantage.

"After today, if you survive you will become gladiators for the Vitus family." Janus, one of the champions from Pompeii says to them. "You'll start by fighting each other and learning hand to hand combat.

The recruits are taught hand to hand combat before they are required to fight each other, later on they would be handed weapons. One recruit manages to take advantage of another, hitting him so hard on the head the boy's skull is fracked and Lucius steps in, smacking the boy upside the head. "Killing other recruits is not what we asked you to do." He growls before punching him again. "Get up." He growls. "Get up!" He says before the boy finally gets up, his eyes looking down at the ground.
 
Octavia and Eloi were watching the news recruits with the champions. Some of the new recruits were boys, a few were men from other countries that had been sold into slavery, and one had been a general who had been stripped of all his titles.

"If you had to bet which one would be the first to die tonight before fighting in the pits tomorrow, who would it be?" Eloi looked at his wife watching her face twist in thought.

"Probably that old hump of bone. He used to be a General? I'm sure one of the boys will catch on and kill him to assert dominance as they always do." Octavia rolled her eyes at the idea, but the old man seemed to be winning against the younger boy he was against.

"He betrayed the Emperor. He was a gift last night to our family for the victory Lucius gave to us. I beat he'll be the last one to die of the lot..If he does survive I'm sure one of our gladiators might kill him in the bathing pits." Eloi sighed at the idea but the man seemed a great fighter.

"He's more trouble then he's worth then." Octavia complained.

"He has his own quarters, he'll bath at different times then everyone else. I want him to live long enough the Emperor can watch him get defeated in three arena." Eloi exclaimed.

"I see." Octavia commented.

Amor woke up a little in the afternoon. She dressed in a deep pink dress before eating and moving to the balcony where her parents were. Her parents explained to her what was happening and Amor nodded, her eyes focusing on Lucius.

"He's acting in a manner I'm not used to.." Amor wasn't sure if he was doing this to help the men down there or his anger was coming out about everything Amor had confessed to him last night..our maybe it was both.

"He's a champion now Amor he has to play the tough guy now. Just like the rest of them. No more letting his guard down." Her father commented. Amor was silent just watching the ordeal.​
 
Lucius focused his efforts on the older man, walking over to him and giving him a nod. "You're the dishonored General?" He asks the man, who nods. "I respect what you did, this place has never done anything good for anybody." He says to the man before starting to give him tips on fighting hand to hand with unconventional weapons, after all he was only trained on using the gladius, an uncommon weapon in the Pits as the Roman Army needed all of the blades they could get with the Punic War raging on in the North.

"Never let your guard down around these other candidates." Lucius says to him. "They will try to kill you, and their efforts will be rewarded if they succeed." He says. "The only hope you have is becoming a champion." He explains.

The older man gives him a nod as Lucius begins to teach him to use a battle axe, which seems to be foreign in the hands of the Roman General. "You can do this." Lucius says to the man while letting him attack one of the training dummies.

One of the younger candidates approaches, Lucius smacks him upside the head. "Stay away from the old man." He growls to the young boy who shies away almost immediately.

Janus looks to Lucius and shakes his head. "Why do you bother helping the traitor?" He asks.

"Because if I don't then he'll die." Lucius explains. "He's had everything stripped from him, he knows now how we feel." He says to him.

Lucius goes back to helping the older man, the day wears on and the candidates are transferred to their new quarters, Lucius just hopes that the dishonored general can protect himself through the night.

The Germanic gladiator limps back inside, his next fight wouldn't be for a month or two from his sustained injuries, after all it would be suicide for him to enter the Pits.

But tonight was another party in celebration of the new arrivals and again for the victory of yesterday, after all Lucius made a name for the Vitus family, he was to be honored as such.

The man sighs as he sits down on his bed, running his fingers through his growing hair. He takes a small shaving knife and shaves his face before cutting his hair, having no mirror his haircut is a little jagged and messy but his class in this society didn't exactly have to keep up public appearances.

He thinks to himself about Amor, how the Praetorian would take her away from him, he couldn't take her for her first time and he couldn't be with her once the man proposes to her, as they would both be in harms way because of it. Lucius stares up at the ceiling as he lays down, thinking of different ways he could try to handle things with these new problems in the way of his love for Amor.

Maybe he would never find love.

Just the thought of being alone for the rest of his life is gut wrenching, he sits up and stands from his bed, now trying to find ways of passing the time.
 
Amor sat there the entirety of the day even when her parents left to watch him and the other recruits. Mainly Amor stayed to watch Lucius, the way his muscles bunched under his crippled leg, the way his face expressed such emotion. She could tell he was giving the ex general special attention and Amor wished she could pull him aside to tell not to. The man was going to die for the emperor's honor, her father had already started speaking about such manners before they had left.

"Will I ever get time alone with him again?" Amor muttered to herself. She watched Lucius with ferocity. She wanted to touch him, to help him relax, to touch him and make him feel better, to see him smile but Amor wasn't sure how to do that. From the way her father had spoken, the other champions would warn him to watch his back.

Amor found herself roaming the halls of their home. She could see her mother lining up the servants as she laughed, the new ones she wanted to break in at tonight's party. After all her mother enjoyed throwing the best of the best and she knew the Emperor was coming to make an appearance.

Amor found herself lingering near the bathing chambers listening to some of the older servants talk. They looked at her as they scrubbed wondering what she was doing.

"Is everything alright my lady?" One of the girls asked causing Amor to look up.

"I don't know how to feel.." Amor admitted. She felt alone, and she wanted Lucius to kiss him, to let him take her and make her his...but Amor couldn't think like that. She would be excelled, and Lucius would bee executed if they found it was him. Amor wasn't sure how it would work. She know if she married Titianius would gain control over her house when her parents parished or their first son would. He would be rulers of both his house and hers in the long run.

"What do you mean my lady?" The servant asked her.

"How do you be with someone your really destined for when you are promised to another?" The servant looked at Amor oddly grabbing the girls hands and shushing her.

"Don't speak such things mindlessly my lady...You must remember some of these girls are closer to your mother than you." The servant had leaned in whispering to her as Amor nodded.

"I don't know what to do.." Amor admitted.

"I'll figure something out. The Gods will show us the way to fix all of this." The servant spoke before pushing Amor away. Amor left getting ready for the party though by the time she pushed herself out to join the party it was already getting going.​
 
Lucius stands when a knock rings through his room, he approaches the door and opens it, leaning against the heavy wood to see Octavia, wanting him ready for the party. He shakes out his injured leg before walking outside to the party, still limping a little bit but his leg was making a lot of progress all things considered.

He walks with Octavia into the main hall, party guests just beginning to arrive as the night is just beginning. Lucius walks to the center of the room, having bathed himself and gotten dressed into something clean for the nights proceedings. New and old faces show themselves at the party, some nobles who couldn't attend the last victory party approach Lucius to congratulate him and ask him mindless questions about his victory in the arena.

The fact that the emperor had forced him to kill that Etruscan man still goes deep inside of him, in the short time they fought together they had forged a warriors bond, something not to be broken in such a way, but the cruelty of the Romans knows no bounds, Gladiators were not people, after all.. They were slaves to the rich, killing each other with such ferocity and without question for no pay and the little they received just enslaved them further.

"Gods help me." He mutters to himself before turning to the next Roman prick who wanted to bathe in the glory of his free for all victory. "I must admit I felt a little scared." He says to one. "That last man was a fighter to the end, I did not expect to beat him." He says. "But as you know, my lady Octavia and my lord Eloi taught me well." He says with the fakest and most venom-filled smile he could manage.

After all, death was not a topic for the weak minded.

Once he is left alone he finds himself drinking from a servants goblet, nearly throwing up from the taste of the watered down wine that tasted of pisswater more than anything, he could tell that the Vitus family still wanted to remind him of his place as a slave, never receiving anything worthwhile for too long.
 
Amor felt sick to her stomach. She could only think about Lucius wanting Lucius. For as long as she had known him she had felt connected to him and they had been close everyday since meeting. Being around him felt natural, being around other men felt weird and wrong. Amor felt as much a slave as her servants, not having the choice to deny her parents, her house, her society. She felt trapped and being in this party reminded her of that.

"Congratulations Amor! Your dear mother told us all about Titianius courting you! How grand for you and your house!" A fat noble man and his laughing wife came up to her patting her on the back.

"Thank you but it's Lucius who brings our house such honor as well as all our champions." Amor exclaims, the man spits out his wine laughing at the remark.

"Always such a modest thing my dear! No wonder Titianius had his eyes set on such a prize!" Amor smiled weakly at the man's kind words.

"You honor me sir." Amor smiled laughing, though nervously. "If you'll excuse me, I'd like to pardon myself." The couple nodded to her allowing her to walk through the crowd.

Amor wished she didn't look for him, longing for his attention on her, but she find him instantly in the crowd. She grabbed a goblet of fresh wine,a golden one as she approached him looking at his servants cup. "Here." Amor didn't ask for his approval taking his goblet and pouring the watered down wine into a plant bowl. She picked his goblet up, pouring her wine from her goblet into his glass until hers was empty. Amor have him back his goblet full of red wine as she shoved her empty goblet onto a passing servants plate and grabbed a new one. "You shouldn't be drinking servant wine even if my parents want to remind you of your place..a champion should drink wine." Amor said softly raising her cup and drinking from it.​
 
Lucius gives her a light smile, not wanting to appear too friendly as Octavia seemed to have been taking notice to their recent behavior towards each other. "Thank you Amor." He says to her before taking a drink of the wine, sighing softly as the alcohol enters his system. "I saw Heva here tonight.. Do you think..?" He wonders aloud, wondering if tonight he would be forced to bed the bubbly noblewoman.

"I wish I could spend more time with you, Amor." He says to her quietly, wishing that he could steal a kiss but decides not to risk it in public. "I'd rather die than not be with you." He admits to her before taking another sip of his wine, his eyes locked with hers as the red liquid flows into his stomach.

"Lucius! Come talk to these fine gentlemen!" Octavia calls to him, taking him by his arm away from Amor, as if to show him off to the other nobles, one of who was the owner of the Etruscan man.

"Why did you team up with my gladiator, boy?" The man mentioned asks.

"He was a Barbarian from the North, like me." Lucius responds. "We worked well together, I only wish that the Emperor would have given us mercy.. But his will is our way, we must follow orders as if they are our opinions." He says.

"Well said..."
 
Amor felt awkward, thinking maybe she should have avoided doing this. Maybe Lucius might have thought it weird, but she smiled at his comments.

"I want nothing more than to kiss you and be with you always..I guess I always thought we would be together until last night." Amor admitted awkwardly. She liked over seeing her mother beckoning for him. Amor smiled at him drinking down her wine. No doubt the girl planned on drinking herself happy tonight.

"Her husband want here...I wouldn't put it past my mother." Amor mutters lastly about Heva as Lucius moves away from her. She felt odd, empty and cold when he left her side but she smiled at her mother toasting and downing her glass before grabbing another.

Amor walked away,a fist clenching at the idea of Lucius bedding another noble and not being allowed to bed her. She moved to the edge of the party watching Lucius converse as Callisto grabbed her making her jump.

"Sorry Amor..I just didn't know where to stand..Heva is getting ready for her night with Lucius as your mother called." Amor shifts uneasily as Callisto speaks. Amor looks at her smiling. "Heva is talking about something obscene that her husband refuses to do with her.."

"And? What would that be Callisto?"Amor raises a brow, agitated. She lifts her glass to her lips to down some of her wine as Callisto leans in to whisper in her ear.

"She wants it in her ass." Amor spits out her wine into her own dress and another woman that walked past her.

"Sorry!" Amor exclaimed embarrassed. "I have to change Callisto I'm sorry!" Amor excuses herself moving to leave and change her clothing.​
 
Lucius patiently waits with the nobles as they speak to him, he gives them nods of approval and sometimes makes small comments about his match and where he comes from and all of the normal responses and questions he droned through at the last party.

He finishes off his wine and passes it to a servant who in turn bats her eyes at him, giggling as she walks off, probably wishing that she would be a lucky one to be paired with him tonight, though Lucius doubts he'd be paired with a servant at all.

In the center of the room one of the Greek gladiators, a Spartan in particular walks over with a lithe servant, helping himself to bending her over and fucking her to his pleasure, as per request of the nobles in the room who watch with amusement and a drunken giddiness at seeing two humans fucking right in front of them.
 
Amor wonders about going back to the party after what Callisto stated. Still Amor comes back to the party watching the man take the servant girl in the center and ravish her. Amor tenses, listening to the girls pleas as the Spartan takes her. She imagines what it might be like if Lucius and herself had been in those positions. She wondered if they would still want each other if the roles were reversed.

Octavia goes back up to Lucius pulling him aside away from the party. She shoves him down the hallway to the larger of private rooms opening the doors to a lavish guest bedroom. There in the middle of the bedroom is Heva.

"I don't care what she asks you to do, you do it. Fuck her like a woman you are deeply in love with and can't have, if you even know what love is." Octavia hisses as she pushed him inside and closes the doors behind him locking them. Heva is nude and waves at Lucius eagerly.

"So you are all mine tonight champion!" Heva giggles like a small school girl. "Your clothing, remove it and join me!" Heva commands.​
 
Lucius walks with Octavia to the private rooms, catching Amor's gaze before returning his eyes forward, nodding to Octavia. "Yes, my lady." He says to her before walking inside, not stumbling from the noblewoman's shove.

"I am at your service, Heva." He says to her before taking off his pants and motioning to his victor's crown, wondering if he should take it off of his head as well.

He walks over to her and wraps his arms around her.. Amor's words pop into his mind.. Picture she is me.. He leans down and presses his lips against hers. "I am yours, my lady." He growls into her ear, his hands smoothing over her ass.
 
Amor was beyond jealous, knowing fully well where he was going and why. Still Callisto came up to her grabbing her to talk to her.

"Did Titianius come to see you this time as well?" Callisto asked as Amor looked beyond irritated.

"No, he's away on business per request of the Emperor. I suppose I'll see him more around my house." Amor mused and Callisto nodded.

"I wish I was as lucky as you. I've had a crush on Titianius since I first saw him." Callisto mumbled shyly.

"I suppose lots of Noble girls like the Praetorians, no? I ​
am quite lucky." Amor nodded smiling at her.

--

Heva was surprised by his affections, smiling and giggling as he pressed his lips against her. She kissed him back giggling like a dolphin. "I suppose Octavia told you what I wanted then?" Heva mused raising her brows.

Heva's bust and ass wasn't as large as Amor's might have been, but they were good sized. She giggled at the feeling of his hands on her butt. "My husband and i did this once, but he didn't like it as much as me. Indulge me in my want of something particular!" Heva giggled rubbing her butt against him.
 
At least she wasn't bad looking, actually a sight for his sore eyes, but not as beautiful as Amor. He shakes his head at her words. "My lady simply told me to do whatever you told me to do, my lady." He says to her quietly, biting the inside of his cheek afterwards as his forehead rests against hers, his lips beginning to explore her cheek and her jawline, moving down to her neck to shower her in affections, as Octavia had told him to do.

"Your wish is my command, my lady." He simply says in response to her indulgence. He feels her ass rub against his hands and he chuckles against the soft skin of her neck as he continues to kiss her as if he were in love with her, obviously a fairly good actor, though she was turning him on with her actions.
 
Heva was very homely looking, not the most attractive thing, but it was certain Lucius had probably seen worse that had been picked up among the servants. Usually the uglier of servants were placed in the kitchen, though Octavia didn't like looking at ugly people so it was rare that they weren't at least somewhat appealing.

Heva giggled, rubbing his head. It was awkward to her, to want to cheat on her husband but to be so attracted to a man like Lucius. Then again, it was a fantasy Heva had been playing in her head for a while and now she got to live it. She wondered how Amor did it, being close to the gladiators and not falling for any of them.

"If I was Amor I would be all over all of you men all the time. I'm surprised she's so well kept together." Heva admitted looking at him and smiling. "I would like you to take my ass. I love the feeling but my husband hated the sensation. There is nothing quite like it though, so intense." Heva squirmed giggling at the idea. Though Amor would have probably protested at such an action, or been too shy to admit she would want such a thing if she did. Lucius was a good actor, but Heva had no idea he was acting as she smiled at him.

"Well! You must have had your eyes on me that entire time. I kept telling Callisto you were eyeing me all those times, but her and Amor always dismissed it." Heva grabbed his head kissing his lips. "Now I know they were both wrong." Heva laughed.​
 
Lucius gives her a smile. "Amor could not afford to be seen with one of us, she has a reputation to uphold, my lady." He says to her. "I will take your ass, my lady." He says to her, his eyes closing as she kissed him, his lips pressing back against hers though he was still pretending that she was Amor.

"You're right, I have to catch myself as I often stare at your beauty." He lies, what a perfect liar he had become, servants had to have the tongue of a serpent to survive in a household such as the Vitus, he or she must appear perfect or they are cleansed with the rest of Roman imperfections.

Lucius separates his lips from hers, taking her hips and turning her around before pressing her head down to the floor, much like the servants being fucked in the main hall, his throbbing, monstrous cock pressing itself against her black cherry. "I'm going to fuck you now." He growls, she had obviously wanted him to be rough, so he would give her rough. He pushes himself into her tight asshole, groaning quietly at the sensation as he buries himself inside of her.
 
If only Heva knew the truth behind Lucius words, she might not have felt this way. However she was buying it, every liquid lie he told her that he most likely wished he was telling to Amor. Heva had always thought she was the prettiest out of the three of them; Callisto, Amor and herself, after all she had been the first to wed and had assumed Lucius had been staring at her all those years.

"Of course not. She's too dumb to think about being with a man like you, I doubt you'd want such a cry baby anyways." Heva laughed, mockingly, but Amor didn't really cry all that much. Though the last day had being too much for her to handle and for her to process causing her to break down. Still today she seemed better. "Perfect!" Heva exclaimed giggling that he would give her to what she wanted.

"Of course you were looking at me. Everyone stares at me. I'm sure Titianius would have proposed to court me had I been single." Heva says matter of factually. Of course this was how Heva was always, thinking she was better then everyone else. She giggles as she kisses him back moving a bit surprised as he pushes her head down to the floor. "You must have thought about wanting to do this a lot! I'm sure it must get tiring always watching other gladiator's fuck the servants and rarely being called to do such a thing!" Heva giggles, a moan escaping her as she felt his large head press against her back door. She giggles at his growling, as he proclaims he would fuck her and Heva presses back against him, helping stuff him inside of her ass with a groan. Of course, Heva had been honest when she said her husband and her had done this once, but her husband had refused to do it anymore after that. "W-Wow! You are much larger than my husband.." Heva breathed shoving him all the way in her ass. "You feel so much better." Heva giggled rolling her hips against him.​
 
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