Third Person
"Grumio?" Clemens questioned.
Grumio squealed like a five year old boy dropping his spoon in the hot soup. Metella quickly covered herself up standing up and regaining her calm form.
"Hey that spoon was supposed to be for me!" Metalla sulked.
" I'll get you another one lovely, don't worry about it. I'll take something of Caecilius'. Meet me in the horto later." He whispered the last part seductively in her ear.
Clemens cleared his throat to acknowledge his existence so the topic wouldn't escalate.
"First question; Metella what are you doing with Grumio?!" They both looked at eachother stuttering and trying to think of an excuse.
"I-I was helping him with the soup" She said stumbling on her words.
"U-uh yes, yeah, soup, that's what we were doing" He looked at her going along with her excuse.
" Oooh can I help?! I love soup! My one true love!" Clemens exclaimed excitedly oblivious to what they were doing.
Metella and Grumio looked at eachother and nodded.
" Meet us in the horto after dinner" Grumio winked as he went back to cooking and Metella left strutting and fixing her hair.
YOU ARE READING
Caecilius gets swag (book 1 of 4)
FanfictionCaecilius will enter the villa and discover something, after our sexy toga man will become swag and show off to our friends and maybe even his wife. ;)
