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What the Emperor Wants

Part Twenty - Two

Summary: Geta receives alot of news in this chapter. Reader experiences alot as well.

Notes/Warnings: 18+, consensual p in v, squint breeding kink, mentions of ancient beliefs… of Juno…Ceres & vestal virgins. Brief mention of Caracalla’s illness

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"What?" Strain from the length and subject of this discussion had been wearing on Geta. There were not many more days, he could spend with you in the gardens.

The idea of going to country domus prickled at him. The idea of being free of all the politics and the unhappy people pleased him. He could practically fly through the air on his horse, with you beside him. Perhaps, he should make quick work of that. But then he saw Aelia's face before she looked towards the floor. Something was amiss.

"Speak. Stop with the formalities."

"It's the empress. She needs you."

He gave his brother and the senator a passing glance.

"Where is she?"

"In your chambers sire."

The torches flickered in the less illuminated areas, the rustle of his clothes filled the small spaces and the few that he encountered immediately stepped from his path. He barely gave them a glance as he made his to you.

He opened the doors and stepping inside, he looked for you.

“Wife, my blossom Aelia spoke urgently of you needing me.”

The doors clanked and banged shut as he made his way over to you.

You turned where you sat, smiling. “I do.”

He grabbed your hands, as he searched your eyes. “Are you ill? Are you feeling poorly?”

You had a flush of what he had thought good health, your appetite had good as well. All from what he had been able to observe, he had never kept a close eye to his mother’s habits so he couldn’t be assured all of this was good. So a kernel of worry grew in him.

“I am good, love.”

“Praise, Juno for keeping you close.” He pressed a few kisses to your knuckles.

You nodded. “She has been kind. I am certain, she sees how good of a husband you are to me.”

He noticed you glanced to the table beside the two of you. The candle light flickered and danced on some of the treasures he had bestowed upon you. He relished showering them upon you. For you were his greatest treasure; one he took and will always give to him.

“You believe that?”

“I do. I believe, I feel it Geta.” A slow smile spread across your face.

As your eyes met his once more, he warmed. Despite the anxiousness that nipped at his heels. The softness of your expression pleased him.

“The distractions that come from becoming your empress. Learning the ways, the celebrations and the like took me away from of the signs the body tells one.”

“My love?” He looked up and down the gentle curves and the form of you. That he had already banished two sculptors for displaying incorrectly to his eyes and liking.

Your hands as delicate and gentle as the manner in which you spoke brought his down to the tender swell of where your belly was.

“I do believe Juno had spoken with the great Ceres and together they blessed us with a child.”

Moving just so, he moved his hands so that he could with great care hold you. He closed his eyes, sighing. He smiled broadly when he felt your hands come over his own.

“A most blessed gift.”

*******

The carriage bumped and careened along the road. This ride was far different than when you had first traveled to the countryside with Geta and Aelia.

This time, you and Geta would visit a temple, show your gratitude for the gift of a child, a future. Sitting beside him, you were able to sit beside him and enjoy the more comfortable side of the carriage. The bumps didn’t rattle you as much as it had the last time. With a hand on your belly, the rhythm of the wheels and horses, you gave yourself up to sleep. Before drifting off to sleep you noticed that Caracalla had given up the fight of staying awake. Dondas held onto the fabrics of his clothes while being. curled up in his lap.

******

“Emperor, empress.”

The older lady bowed low as she greeted the two of you at the entrance. You both nodded.

Slowly, she stood. “I shall escort you to the flame. There you may say your prayers and place your tributes.”

“Thank you, my divinity.” You whispered softly.

*******

The flames flickered and danced in the cool, shadow filled room. Both of you kneeled before it. Your eyes me, your fingers interlaced as you placed an urn of milk. You knew from your mother that would be a good offering while Geta placed a loaf of bread sprinkled with special herbs wrapped with a delicate cloth for the offering.

With a head bowed, you began to murmur your prayers and you heard Geta’s hushed voice e as well. A warmth came over you. It almost reminded you of the reassuring touch of your mother. The thought made your eyes water with the beauty of it. You knew in your heart she would be so pleased for you.

********

Once back at the country villa, you removed the delicate scarf that had covered your hair while at the temple. The villa hummed with an actively that was different then the one in the heart of Rome, you mused. You took a moment to gather yourself.

A warm hand wrapped around your upper arms while the other held you close.

“Did the temple ruffle you, blossom?”

You relaxed against Geta’s solid frame. Only turning your head to glance at him. “No my love. I just felt a visitation from the other side. I felt the reassurance and love of my long since gone mother.”

His forehead came to rest against yours.

“I am certain, she is still pleased with you. She would be filled with great to know you are with child.”

You felt him place a hand on your belly.

“I agree. She would be. She would fret but her joy would be great.”

“Good. My blossom. Good.”

He placed a kiss on forehead then followed by one on your temple.

“Shall, have our meal now. Does your hunger call to you?”

You nodded. “Yes. That would be a delight.”

********

Dondas, jumped down holding a plump strawberry and with soft footfalls came over to where you reclined. Chirping happily with its little hands it held it up to you.

“Why thank you Dondas.”

You happily took the offering. You smiled, as you saw Dondas reach for and take a grab, a juicy grape. Then just as he brought you the strawberry he brought the grape to Caracalla.

A playful chuckle came from him as Dondas placed it in his open hand.

“How did you know I was eyeing that grape?”

His voice light and happy before tossing it gently into the air and catching it in his mouth.

You and Geta shared a look, both of you remained grateful for turn in his feelings toward you.

*******

After eating, some messages had reached the villa. They must have bern dispatched shortly after you left for the country. Giving Geta his space you searched out the pond that had given you a small pleasure when here prior. The fish that swam were more vivid than prior. Questioning, you were pleased to hear that the fish had matted and some children had survived so now new ones swam in the small pond. You share these small pleasures with your child mused you mused as you laid their watching them.

*******

“What is so important that it could not keep to the next morning?” Grumbled Geta as he opened the wax sealed scrolls.

“I do not know sire. They were just of the grave importance and delivered by a rider who exhaustion was heavy on them and their horse.”

“Was their delivery, well received do they rest now?”

“Yes. I am sure of it.”

“Good. Good.”

The wax broke with a sharp snap filling the small space.

He inhaled at the great words that were scrawled in dark. Celebrations would be held far and wide, in six months time Geta mused. And if the god were kindly and the arrival of his child be accompanying the tremendous news.

The door opened.

“Brother, I was about to bath when I heard we have received words of messages being delivered.”

A soft, thick cloth was wound around his smaller frame. Geta, could see a few new growths on his brother’s back. The illness was still in his body despite the better moods that had finally taken ahold.

“Yes, they are here.”

He held up the scroll before holding it out him. Stepping back he watched a smile crossed his brother’s face. He placed the scroll down on the table near them and he clapped.

“This is excellent news.”

He clapped happily.

“I shall have other glass of wine after my bath."

“Very fitting.” He smiled. “I will retire to my chambers, you when the day is upon us.”

“Wonderful.”

*********

As he chose to walk the outside path to the chambers he now shared with you. The airs already began working on the cloud of seeing how the illness spread had caused.

Absently, he twisted and turned a ring one of his fingers when a color caught his eye.

Walking over, he was not surprised to discover you. Seeing the guard that he had made sure would keep close he dismissed before walking closer.

“There is my blossom, still the loviest one in the garden. I dare say the entirety of the countryside we have decided to enjoy.”

“Geta,” Your cheeks a soft pink hue, your petal soft lips were curled into a smile. “Your gentle words, bring a beat to my heart.”

“That brings me joy.” Easily he lowered himself and sat beside you. “Perhaps, I shall bring fish to the fountain in our domus.”

He saw as your eyes moved back to the shimmer of the fish in the clear water.

“Oh? That can be done? But would that be good? They have had families here.”

He fluttered a hand against your back before pressing a kiss to an exposed shoulder. “I will ask. I am sure we can. Especially, if it were to give you pleasure.”

“Geta, you lavish so much upon me. If I were a tree, each of my leaves would be not enough to express how I love all that you give.”

“The beautiful words,” He gently took ahold of your chin so his thumb gently grazed your bottom lip. “that pour from your lovely mouth, are enough to please and bring me happiness.”

“Geta." You breathed. The pink hue deepened in your cheeks.

Drawing closer he kissed you. How your lips pressed back made him instantly want more. Easily he deepened it.

He pulled back slowly. “As you captured my heart, you captured my breath.” He swallowed. “Shall not wish any eyes to rest on you except my own, let us go back to chambers.”

“Yes.”

*********

After the door closed, he was behind you in a few short steps. He wrapped his arms around you.

“Being here calms me.”

“I’m glad.” You replied softly, turning in his arms.

Drawing your face up, he kissed you once again. The taste of the fruits he saw you take great pleasure had lingered. You felt good as he felt you press against him.

With great ease he was able to open the clothes that had been draped from your curves. “If you move, you will be revealed before me.” He whispered.

“Then I shall be revealed.”

He watched as you delicately stepped back and your curves were on full display from the flickering light of the candles and the setting sun the shone through the curtains that been drawn on the balcony.

Perhaps it was the visitation to the temple, maybe being in the country but he finally saw the gentle swell of where his baby grew. He knelt down before you, he pressed a kiss one of your belly.

He’d harness all the strength he had inside him to be a better father than his father had been. So far, he was already a much better husband. He had not stuck you. He still was confused as why that was a norm with his father towards his mother. He enjoyed that you had a sharp tongue, it had intrigued him. Got his heart thudding.

“Geta?”

Your gentle voice made his heart grow further.

“You look wondrous carrying my child, our child.” He whispered.

You flushed. “I hope I do. I am excited about entering this new chapter in my life.”

“As am I. May the gods, keep you safe. I will do what I must as well..”

Gently you brushed some strands that had fallen into his eyes as he looked up to you. It did little to calm his heart that thudded hard in his chest.

Standing, he looked down at you. You were so beautiful, you were his. Knowing your body had taken his seed. Arousal for you became a hot knot in his stomach.

“Go and lay on our bed.”

As you lay atop the soft blankets, how your hair framed your face his arousal almost got the best of him. You made any of the musings he ever had for a pale by comparison.

He shed his clothes, that made him feel so held back and restrained. He needed to unleash himself on you. “You will meed to open more for me.”

“Oh yes.”

How you blushed, as he opened your legs so he could settle between them made her terribly hard. He could barely touch himself, as he brought his tip to your entrance.

Your soft center truly bloomed like a flower in the sun for him, and was just as lovely.

“Are you ready for your husband?” Gently he ran his fingers through your folds. You were dewy and soft.

Your answer was a moan that broke your lips. It lade his own curl into a smirk. He loved pulling those sounds from you. He was certain that he surely felt you grow wetter under his touch.

“Look at me love. I want to watch you as I enter you. As I fill you.”

A moan pour from his lips and mingled with the one he pulled from you. It was almost too much. Taking a few breaths he calmed himself. You sheathed him better than the swords were for his praetorian guards.

“You were made me for me.” He breathed.

As he began to move, his pleasure raced up his back. More than ever before you clenched around him. It was exquisite. How you moaned and writhed under him was so alluring, Venus gifted such beauty onto you.

He grasped onto your hip and the bedding. It was all too much, at any moment he felt like he would come undone. You pulled him closer then, deeper he threw his head back and called out in ecstasy. Your sounds matched his.

“My love, my sire.” You practically mewed under him. The words strained from the moans he pulled you.

“Unravel love, I want to feel it.”

Somehow, he managed to slide his hand the soft apex between your legs where the two of you became one. He could feel how he stretched you it made the knot of his tremble. Finding, your special bud he smirked as he felt you shake and call out his name.

“Yes, yes!”

He let go and his pleasure tore through him. Stars and bursts of pleasure went through him. He poured into it, he shook with eruption of his seed in you. Maybe this would give you twins or a health, strong male like himself. It filled him with vigor, he thrust a final time into you his beautifully wilted flower.

******

Your heart still beat like a horse at a full gallop as Geta pulled you too him. He pulled up a blanket next. A happiness fell over you in a soft warmth. You still small trembles after the passions had enveloped the two of you.

You smiled as you felt his lips grazed your shoulder.

“Great news was dispatched to me.” He murmured softly behind you.

“Oh?” Your heart stirred. What possible news, you wondered.

“Yes! It has reached me that General Acacius has taken Numidia. This is a great victory.”

“It is my love.”

Inwardly, you stilled. That meant he was returning to Rome. You did not know how you felt about that. Something about the general still didn’t sit right with you.

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