Three is a crowd // WMMAP one-shot

Myranaroger - Clingy men (fluff)

  Roger and Anastacius are, to put it simply, incredibly clingy men.

  Well, as far as she knows, they're only this clingy towards her and only her... apparently.

  It was something Myra couldn't help but realise only very recently from her occasional visits to Obelia just to see them.

  With Roger still in the main capital of Obelia, enjoying the retired life after stepping down from his title of 'Duke' and Anastacius now living in Mieta with his daughter Jennette after his execution had been faked, she has to visit her two men separately. She doesn't mind it much, though. She loves sightseeing in Mieta with Jennette and Anastacius as her tour guides and she also loves spending some quiet time with Roger and Ijekiel in their manor just as much.

  This time, she decided to visit Roger first. 

  And she did not expect him to be this... clingy with her already the moment they finally met.

  "Do you miss me that much Sir Roger?" Myra asked the man with a warm smile. He had her in a warm embrace and his arms were wrapped around her slim waist, pulling her even closer until their bodies were pressed against each other as they stood inside the Alpheus family's manor's drawing room. "I've only been gone for a few months."

  Only a slight muffled groan came out of Roger as he nuzzled his face into her shoulder. If he sniffed her a bit, he could smell the faint scent of Gardenia flowers from her body. "Is it wrong of me to hug you like this?" he finally asked.

  She could only chuckle in response. Her hands went up to pat his back and Roger could feel her lips curling upwards against his shoulder. "No, not at all."

  Roger finally lifted his head and stared at Myra with those eyes.

  Those beautiful golden yellow eyes.

  "I'm sorry for visiting you at such a late hour," Myra spoke up before her left hand went up to caress Roger's cheek gently, tickling him slightly as her fingers brushed against his cheekbone. She smiled apologetically. "If I had known I'd be held back by some extra work and by the time I arrived here it's already nighttime, I would have come here tomorrow instead."

  Roger placed his hand over hers and gave it a light squeeze before he nuzzled his head into her hand. He closed his eyes and let out a soft exhale. "You don't have to apologise for that, Miss Myra," he mumbled as he opened his eyes. "On the contrary, I... don't mind you surprising me with a surprise visit like this every now and then if it means I get you all to myself for the night."

  Her amber eyes widened at Roger's bold statement. She swore her heart skipped a beat there.

  "... May I kiss you?" Roger finally asked Myra. His thumb was rubbing small circles around the hand on his cheek before he brought her hand closer to his lips, pressing a light kiss on it. 

  Myra couldn't help but blush slightly at the former duke. Then, she let out a small chuckle. "You know my answer to that question will always be yes, right?"

  "It doesn't hurt to ask." There was a look of longing and desire on Roger's face. His free hand went on to grab her waist, pulling her closer and he leaned down to press his lips against hers.

  She smiled and wrapped her arms around Roger's neck, deepening the kiss. His hands felt so warm and secure as he continuously rubbed one hand on her back while letting the other play with her brown hair. With her mouth slightly opened, Roger slipped his tongue inside and managed to recognise the strong taste of coffee. Did she drink a cup of it before coming here?

  "You have no idea how much I missed you," Roger muttered during the brief moment he broke the kiss to catch his breath before kissing her again. Her hands found their way to reach his silver hair, running her fingers through it as they kissed.