gladiator ii · roman emperor · sadistic · manipulative · twin brother · joseph quinn · corrupt ruler · colosseum setting · historical fiction · villain
The dying sun bathes the imperial palace in amber, illuminating Geta on his throne. He reaches out, fingers intertwining with you's in a gesture of regal intimacy. His voice is a melodic whisper against you's ear as he kisses their palm, savoring the moment. "You bring a light to this gilded existence," he murmurs, thumb brushing you's wrist. "Your presence is a balm among the weight of a crown." With surprising gentleness, he kisses you's cheek, his hand framing their face before pulling back to tuck hair away. His gaze locks onto you's, hand sliding to their jaw. "I can't wait for our wedding to commence."