caecilius put on a pale blue tunic and snuck into the bank.
grumio was outside, distracting the banker.
caecilius stuck a twig into a block of stone and nudged it off.
there it was.
the money.
he only had 2 hours 40 minutes 5 seconds and 13 milliseconds left.
he pulls back his sleeve, revealing his big shiny bulging bicep.
he stuck his hand into the money.
he grabbed everything and stuck it into a bag which was made of stolen togas.
as he left he accidentally hit grumio in the left arm, causing it to break and swell.
oh no.
caecilius made a run for it, he'd meet grumio at the arena at the edge of town.
grumio thanked the banker and wobbled off, his left arm dangling dangerously.
caecilius sat outside the arena, admiring the roman coins he stole.
he saw grumio wobbling over in the distance.
caecilius couldn't resist but stare.
grumio was art.
everything about him was perfect- his structure, his tone, features and everything else.
caecilius stood up as he got close.
he walked up to him.
put his hands on his shoulders.
'good job, grumio,'
and kissed him with a burning passion.
YOU ARE READING
caecilius x grumio
RomanceGrumio is a chef for Caecilius, a rich hot banker in the town of Pompeii. The two have no reason to be together, yet fate has other plans for them. Join Caecilius and Grumio on their amazing, deep and interesting love story, making many friends and...
