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After MC and their RO had some long and intense sex, MC sits up and goes "great warm up, now let's do it for real" to tease them, but if the RO doesn't notice mc was just teasing at first, how would the ROs react?

💛 Marcel

Marcel would be surprised and sit up to look at the MC, wanting to see the sincerity in the MC's eyes, which was hard in the darkened room.

"Again, my love?" Marcel shook his head, his body aching for rest. "While I admire your stamina, I am quite tired. How about I run a relaxing bath for us to enjoy together?"

Marcel would try to coax the MC into a more relaxing activity while still being able to spend time with them. Even though they can't go another round, it doesn't mean they want the night to end.

🧡 Margaret

Margaret's eyes would widen in surprise. "You can go… again? How? Is it normal for me to be so tired?" Margaret is very new to relationships, especially the sexual aspect, so she would not even question that the MC wants to go again. Although she knew her body needed rest so with an apologetic smile, she would ask if they could save it for tomorrow. 

❤️ Owen

"Are you part rabbit?" Owen asked, looking at MC with a suspicious look. 

While Owen was a little put out that he didn't completely wear the MC out, he would be turned on that the MC had a very high sex drive. 

"Give me a few minutes, and we will get right back to it." He kissed the MC, pushing the hair out of their eyes and kissing their forehead. 

"You're going to be the death of me," Owen said, kissing MC's forehead. MC was able to feel the chuckle vibrating through his chest, and he didn't sound that upset about it. 

💙 Rosemary

Rosemary would raise an eyebrow, her body melting into the bed as she pulled MC close. 

She would be the most suspicious; she was very good at her job, and for MC not to drift off to sleep was a miracle in his writing. 

"I can get behind you being so jazzed; I think I am done for the night, Dollface/Angelface/Handsome." 

Rosemary purred in the MC's ear. "But if you want to do all the work, I wouldn't mind watching." 

🩵 Tai

Tai, like always, felt the need to sleep, which called him like a siren, and for once he was able to feel his eyes close. The exhaustion of letting go now that you were with him and his mind went blank. 

But for once, he found that he was fighting to keep his eyes open, ignoring his muscles. 

"You want to go again?" Tai would look MC over, he supposed it was possible. You weren't exactly human, but to still have that energy was mind-blowing to him. 

Depending on how the MC acts, will determine how he will respond. 

Shy! MC 

Tai gives them a bewildered look before his eyes soften, and he kisses them. "You are full of surprises. How about tomorrow after some well-deserved rest." 

Flirty! MC 

Tai's eyes narrowed as he looked the MC over. "You aren't tired? How- You know what… I'm not going to even ask." Tai just pulled the MC closer. "You have worn me out. Now go to sleep so I can catch up on some well-deserved sleep. I need all the rest to put up with you." Tai whispered in your ear, there was no bite behind his comment. 

💚 Zane

LOL. I honestly find this unlikely, just because Zane prides himself on his stamina in the bedroom.

Zane's eyes widened in pure disbelief before another look crossed their faces.

Determination.

Zane wasn't going to admit that he was exhausted. There was no way in the six hells that MC was going to have more stamina than him.

With as much energy as Zane could muster, he pinned MC to the bed.

"I'm just getting started."

He would take it as a challenge, push through for another round, and then wake up late.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MARCEL!~Short Story

MARCELLUS'S BACKSTORY SPOILERS BELOW!!!

The sun glistened on the Sarno River, where ships floated aimlessly while others were anchored at port. People were all about enjoying the sunny morning, not even minding sailors ordering their men to get the nets drawn so they could get to work selling their fresh scores of fish down at the market.

 Further north, crisp hills rolled from a large mountain to the crowded city to the west. The streets were bustling as people shopped, visited relatives, and even children drew on the walls of a big arch with speckles of paint that their guardians let them buy when the merchants came into town only a few days ago.

Although people were walking down one street in the center of the city, heads turned as shouts bounced off the stone walls covered in floral motifs.

"Thief!" 

"Stop him, you fools!"

A man, or more accurately, a teen dressed in a cloak, ran down the busy street, bumping into people as he ran from city guards.

"Sorry!" The teen said this as he jumped through a fountain, splashing water on an older woman who was resting.

“Es stercus!” A man yelled, helping the woman up.

"I said sorry!" The teen yelled over his shoulder; his feet burned from the hot cobblestone marked by the sun.

Need to lose the old dogs.

Looking to his right, he smiled like a lemer and ran towards the narrow alleyway, knowing full well that the guards would not be able to follow him with the bulk of armor they torture themselves with.

  Marcel held his breath as the guards ran past the alleyway, not noticing the hunched figure of the sixteen-year-old boy.

  Letting out a chuckle, he held the bag full of his precious cargo closer to his body, making sure none of it was smashed.

  Looking up at the sun, he knew he should be getting back and quickly climbed the wall of the building next to him with the help of a few boxes and overgrown vines.

  Balancing on the roof, he leapt from house to house, gracefully and practically dancing in the warm sun.

  It only took a few minutes, and knowing the city like the back of his hand made it easier to navigate even while he was on rooftops.

  Finally arriving at his destination, he easily jumped on a balcony and swung to a tree branch hanging by until his feet hit the ground.

  "At last....home." Marcel said, looking at the old torn-down villa built with tan bricks and red pine wooden decorations that hung in the front to ward off evil spirits.

  The closer he got, the more he could hear the sounds of laughter and crying from children. Through short, wide windows, if he narrowed his eyes and focused, he could see heads of hair run past.

 Marcel let out a smirk and opened the front door.

 "Mars!" A small girl squealed and threw herself into his arms, which spined her around.

"Oh, Cassia! It's been forever since I saw you!"

  "You saw me this morning, Mars!" Cassia giggled and hung onto the taller boy.

Marcel grinned. "Did I? Well, you've grown since then!"

  Cassia blushed and stood on her tiptoes. "You really think so?"

  "Well, of course."

  "Is that Marcellus?! Oh, I have a word to pick with you."

  From down the hallway a young woman appeared with black hair all the way down to the floor in a braid and the most stunning blue eyes that seemed to distract people from her dark bags that were under them.

  "Decima! It's good to see you."

"I don't want to hear it, Marcellus." Decima spoke with narrowed eyes, then turned to Cassia.

  "Little Shurb, how about you go play outside with the twins?"

  Cassia wrinkled her small button nose. "But they always want to play Terni lapilli."

  Decima frowned. "What's wrong with Terni lapilli?"

  Cassia crossed her arms. "Nothing; they just always lose the marbles, and it takes us till sundown to find them." She pouted. 

  Marcel got down on his knees and booped her nose. "How about this? You play with your brothers, and I'll get you new marbles tomorrow."

  Cassia's eyes widened. "Shiny ones?" 

Marcel nodded, the small girl's smile being infectious. "They will be as shiny as Sol's chariot."

  Cassia nodded her little head. "Deal!" The small girl ran out of the arched, cracked doorway.

Decima sighed as she rubbed at a stain on her lavender stola.

"Marcellus, what have you done this time?"

Marcel lips pressed together, knowing full well a lecture was coming.

"Please, on Astraeus's stars, do not start pestering me, Decima. 

   "Oh, shall I not, Marcellus? If the sweat on your forehead and the dirt on your feet are any indication, you have been participating in Mercury's sinful tricks." 

   "Don't pretend that his sinful tricks do not keep us from drowning." 

Decima glared. "They may keep our heads above the tide, but for how much longer? Once the guards catch you, that's it!" She slammed her hand down on the table, and Marcel was surprised her copper wedding band on her finger didn't crack. 

  Marcel's brows furrowed. "Don't you see I am doing what I must? With Octavian gone—" Decima's eyes closed as if in pain at the mention of the name. "—we are all at risk even with our union. If we don't manage to keep up with our debt, then our ruse would have been for nothing, not to mention what Rufus would do." 

  Decima looked away, and Marcel took the older girl by the shoulders, making her look him in the eye. "You are my truest friend... I am doing what is right for all of us. For the children. For you as well." 

  Marcel and Decima stared into each other's eyes for what felt like minutes. They knew everything about the other—what stalked their dreams, what pushed them to keep going—but they never judged, for they completely trusted the other.

  Decima nodded at her friend. "May Juno be with you." 

  Marcel smiled, a little bitterly. "No gods are with me."

  Before Decima could utter a sound, Marcel walked down the hall. "Cerdis is in the children's room, I'm guessing."

  Decima called back, wiping her hands on the front of her stola. "Yes, you know he has been waiting for you." 

Happiness surged through him, suppressing the fear that was slowly creeping into his mind.

Marcel smiled and opened the door to the largest room in the very small, cracked domus where they lay their heads each night.

Candles lit the room where no windows let their light in. Two dark wooden cribs were in the corner, while there was a small bed on the other side of the room, which kept two growing children resting their heads, although there was barely any room for one child, much less two.

  Although right then there was only one child, whose hair was raven and nappy, even under the covers, anyone could see the boy was small—too small. Most considered the boy to be cursed by Asclepius and wanted him put out of his misery, although Marcel knew better.

Marcel sat on the bed, making sure not to startle the sleeping figure.

  Gently, Marcel uncovered the face of the small boy to reveal sunken eyes and paste-like skin that seemed to be coated with sweat; however, there was a small smile that played on the sleeping boy's lips.

  The older boy spoke softly. "Cerdis, it is time to wake; Sol's chariot has already passed."

  Eyes slowly opened, blinking before the little boy grinned from ear to ear; his brightness could put a smile on anyone's face.

  "Mars!" A raspy voice came from Cerdis as he sat up, wrapping his small arms around the older boy.

  Marcel softly kissed the boy on the top of the head. "Ah! Finally, you wake from your slumber." He held the raven-haired boy close. "Are you feeling blessed this morning by the gods?"

Cerdis nodded his head, looking confident. "Yes, because it is my day of birth!"

 Marcel smiled. "Yes, it's not everyday that someone survives five winters."

  Cerdis frowned. "I am still not as tall as Cassia."

  The older boy laughed. "No, but maybe with the help of Juno, you will catch up." He said it, hoping that the bitterness would be kept out of his tone.

Cerdis gave him a toothy grin. "You really think so? I won't only be older than her, but taller as well!"

Ah yes, Cassia does hold her height over Cerdis very often, although it is probably due to the fact that Cerdis was the only one who questioned her when picking games. Hmm. I wonder what Cassia will do when Cerdis comes into manhood. I'm sure Cassia will find something else to hang over the poor boy's head.

Marcel patted Cerdis's head. "Well...I have you a present."

  Cerdis shook with excitement and, with almost lightning speed, reached for Marcel's satchel but with speed was snatched back. "Now, now, Cerdis, I have a few other things in here."

  Cerdis crinkled his nose, although the comment didn't make his smile waver. "I cannot wait any longer! Please Mars! What have you brought me?"

  Without a second thought, Marcel opened the bag, minding the trinkets that were valuable, however small enough that their owners would not even notice they were gone until it was too late.

  Cerdis's eyes widened as Marcel pulled something oval-shaped and quite small into his palm and wrapped it in cloth.

The raven-haired boy smelled the sweet aroma, and his mouth watered. "Is that-?" 

  Marcel uncovered the item to reveal the room-temperature sweet bun, smashed a little on one side, which made the honey sweetness drip over until the cloth was covered with the sticky substance.

"It was no trouble." Marcel once again kissed Cerdis head.

  "A maritozzi!" Cerbis, not minding the stick, grabbed the sweet treat with full hands and took a bite. Marcel tried not to cringe at the mess on the boy's face.

  But it was quite easy, with the happiness shining through. "Mmm." 

 "I see you are quite enjoying my present."

Cerdis showed his dimples through his smile, licking his fingers. "Thank you, Mars!"

Marcel smiled in a moment of weakness, asking the gods to bless his little brother with many more winters.

How do ROs react if MC sensed that ROs have feelings for MC and says this "If your feelings are sincere, show me with a kiss"?

P.S. The MC has no intention of taking initiative.

Deep Crushing Stage: 

💛 Marcel

This would make Marcel's day. He knew you weren't going to take initiative with your feelings, but he would never want to overstep. So now that you were giving him permission to act on the feeling that had been brewing for quite a while, he wouldn't hesitate. Not when he has been dying to kiss you. So without a second throught, he pulled you close. The kiss would be certain and sincere, putting all his feelings into one blissful action. 

🧡 Margaret 

Margaret would try to stutter out a response but would fail, instead growing redder as she tried to think of something to say. She knew her feelings were sincere. They had to be! She had never felt this way about anyone before! So, with a few cautious steps, she would get closer to you before your lips touched, a shock going through her. 

❤️ Owen

Owen would stop whatever he was doing, his face going serious. He didn't like the unknown, and that's why he kept his distance from the tension growing between you and him because feelings could get messy. But he wanted this. He wanted you. And here you were putting your feelings on the table and asking if he felt the same. It was the sign that he was hoping for. 

"Glory, lass/duck/lad." 

If you were in private, he wouldn't hesitate to bring your lips to yours. However, if you were in public, he wouldn't feel comfortable with public display of affection, so he would drag you somewhere private instead to show you how sincere he is. 

💙 Rosemary 

Rosemary's eyes flicked to yours, looking so intensely at you. Rosemary is good at reading people, so she would try to sense any form of lying. She had feelings for you. And she knew that you had feelings for her. It would scared her. But something deep inside her would crack as she brought your lips to her own. 

Please don't let this be like the last time. 

🩵 Tai

Tai's brain would have stopped working. Lol. His face would be blank as he stared at you for what felt like forever. The only indication that he hadn't stopped breathing was the rose color coating his cheeks. When the anxiety started to make you apologize for even asking, Tai would pull you close, his brain finally catching up with him as he kissed you softly.

💚 Zane 

Pffff. This is complicated. It would depend on what relationship stage you are in with him. Zane is very paranoid and doesn't like to show his cards, especially if those cards are his emotions. If Zane is certain of your feelings and his own, then he will kiss you deep and hard, making you lose your breath. If he has anything other than complete certainty, then he will be a mix of anger and confusion. 

How would ROs react to a Mc who is off in their own little world just playing with the ROs' hand before slotting both their hands together and holding it, just looking happy with themselves and not noticing the ROs watching them?

This is the early romantic relationship stage (you just started dating). 

💛 Marcel

Marcel's eyes looked at your hands, entwined as you looked at the window display, unblinking, and Marcel chuckled at how you were lost in your little world. He tried to hide a smile as he watched you; his body was calm like this was to be expected. 

He was not new to your daydreaming and even found it endearing—the way your facial expression would change while you were deep in thought. Marcel often had to fight the urge to kiss you silly to see how long it would take you to notice his lips on yours. 

He brought your hand to his lips, watching your eyes come out of a daze while he kissed your palm. 

"You are a treasure." His voice was low, and his eyes were trying to divulge all his endearment in one action. 

🧡 Margaret 

Margaret often fell victim to daydreaming, so she didn't notice for a long time before she broke out and saw your hands in her own. Margaret's nerves would shoot up, and her face got hot with a blush. She would try to look anywhere but at your locked hands, trying to remember how this happened. Did you hold her hand? Or did she just reach out on instinct? Were you mad? 

Margaret glanced at you from the corner of her eye, her forehead sweating to see your expression. She was surprised to see you looking out into space, much like she imagined herself only a few moments ago. 

Although you weren't angry, her nerves would not calm down at all, and when you broke out of your daze, she would blurt out. 

"I like holding hands with you!" 

❤️ Owen

Owen's body was tense as he looked around. He didn't like PDA, and the feeling of someone seeing how much he cared made his teeth clench. If you were in private, Owen wouldn't hesitate to pull you onto his lap; his lips would already be on your neck as he whispered what he wanted to do to you. 

You broke out of your daze, and feeling how tense Owen was must have brought you out of it. The happy expression left your face, now crossed with embarrassment, you looked down at your locked hands before you started to pull away. 

Owen felt like an asshole. 

Owen caught your hand, needing that happy expression to go back on your face. He wanted you to be happy with him. He locks your hands in a hard grip, making you gasp in surprise. 

"Let's go."

Owen continued walking, your hand warm in his own. 

💙 Rosemary

She blinked in surprise; her hand was intertwined with yours, and she felt herself melt a little. Your touches were so gentle and soft, and the feeling was so new to her in a way that left her breathless. 

Rosemary looked at your face, laughing to herself when she saw that you were in your recurring daydreams and that this wasn't even a move that you were trying to make on her, but pure instinct. With a teasing smile, she stopped you, watching as your confusion turned to surprise when she brought your lips to her own. 

"You're sweet as ice cream, you know that, Dollface/Angelface/Handsome?" 

🩵 Tai

Tai forced himself to keep his resolve, trying not to focus on his own hand. 

That didn't go as planned. 

He thought of how soft your skin was and how the warmth consumed him so that he could hardly breathe. Tai usually would hate that you were daydreaming; the thought of somehow you tripping or walking out in the middle of the road because you were in la la land put him on edge. Now he couldn't be happier that you were too busy in your own head to witness Tai's mental battle. 

Tai fought to keep himself calm as he pretended everything was normal. He wasn't going to ruin the moment, not when he had you so close. 

💚 Zane

Zane felt the warmth, and his eyes traveled to your clasped hands. His shiver went down his spine. He couldn't help but stare at you in surprise, his eyes locking with your own glassy ones. 

Ah, you were in your daydreams again. 

He found it odd how you could let your guard down so often. How could you let it down with him? It was a daily mental battle for him to reassure himself that this was real. You cared about him in a way that he never thought possible. These soft touches of affection made his heart beat out of his chest, and he saw a shadow at the corner of his eye, giving him a knowing look. 

Zane shook off the feeling, a cocky smile crossing his face as he pulled you closer, his arm wrapping around your waist. 

Zane took control of the situation, his lips biting your earlobe as he whispered, a deep growl coming from his chest. 

"Don't tease me, little lion." 

How i feel about Zane:

https://youtube.com/shorts/-kEAqNfsh0A?si=6yRqZVqDDiZjhprR

Omg, I laughed so hard. 🤣🤣🤣🤣 I wouldn't get in a 12-foot radius with Zane in real life, but he is probably one of my favorite characters I have ever written. I am so glad you enjoy the little psycho. 🔪

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How would the ROs react to Mc, who is very shy, who wants to have an "intimate" moment but is embarrassed to ask.

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💛 Marcel

Marcel would find it adorable and make sure the MC knew through calming words and gentle touches that they had nothing to be scared or shy about. Marcel would always be very patient with the MC, giving them time to express their feelings before pulling them into the bedroom. 

🧡 Margaret 

MC and Margaret were both flustered messes until Margaret blurted out what she was feeling with a bright blush on her face. When/if Margaret caught on to what the MC was asking, she would giggle nervously and ecstatically agree. 

❤️ Owen 

Owen would just pull the MC into a kiss, giving them what they desired. He doesn't want the MC to feel embarrassed for being shy, but he does want to make it clear that the MC doesn't have to be so nervous when asking for something, especially affection. 

💙 Rosemary 

Rosemary can read people like an open book, so she would know exactly what MC wanted. So, depending on what kind of mood she was in, she would tease or just give in. Rosemary would most likely tease with soft kisses before deepening them, giving MC what they wanted. 

🩵 Tai

Tai would be a little taken aback and flustered when he finally understood what the MC was asking from him. Although he would get over the surprise quickly as he pulled his lover into a kiss,. 

"No need to be so nervous...I will always want...that..." 

💚 Zane 

I honestly can't imagine the MC going without being intimate for very long, especially if that aspect is established in their relationship. However, if this were to happen, then Zane would be very smug and teasing.

"Oh, little lion I can't give you what you want if you don't tell me..." with a huge grin on his face. 

Don't worry. He will give the MC what they want. He just wants to torture them first.