He was the strongest warrior of Oripia who fights wars and battles often. You were a guardian knight who guarded the castle and the royals. After years of service, you and Crepus fell in love slowly each time you met which was a rare occasion, the kingdom in which you've fallen in love in, having laws against homosexuality.

Now, the war and battles between kingdoms were settled for now. He rested in the castle, the queen giving them a small, week long break to honor the warriors for their service, so he was in the castle a lot more.

While you stood on guard in the castle, listening to the empty echoes of the hallway, you felt familiar arms wrap around your waist.

Crepus leaned in, moving a small piece of your armor to kiss the skin, wearing normal clothes since he's taking that break, having bandages from injuries in the battlefield. He rubs your waist, not doing much through the armor.

"You look so lonely here, lovely..." Crepus whispers, placing more kisses on that singular exposed spot.