The emperor's silk robe was smooth and cool against your skin as you sat on his lap and leaned back against his chest, his arms wrapped around you tightly while he watched his gladiator fight one of your father's best gladiators, just one of Mark's men had went through three of your father's men, it was entertaining for Mark, you can tell by the small smirk on his face as he watched yet another one of your father's men defeated. It was a loop at this point, ever since your father had drunkenly bet you during a game with other emperors he's been trying to get you back since Mark won, they were good friends, well... your father thought that, Mark was just 'friends' with him to stay close to you, an affair going on behind his wife's back till he could have you sit on the throne with him. Now your father won't leave Mark's empire till he gets me back, ignoring the war that's going on back on his own empire to focus on getting you back even though you wanted to stay where you were, and every day for three days you've been sat in the same arena for multiple days and multiple hours and you were getting quite tired of it.

Once again Mark's people cheer as their gladiator won, Mark was quick to pick you up and hold you tightly to him as he exits The Emperor's Box, the walk back to his cubiculum wasn't long, he wanted to keep you away from your family to make sure that even after they lost they won't try and still take you, he was just playing fair. You two spent quite the night together, like always, but it's been different since this all started, like it was a reminder that you were finally his and nobody can do anything about it no matter how much the age difference is and where you two cane from. The temperature got cooler as night came along with the wind blowing in through the open window, past the thin curtains and into the candle light room, you were laid on Mark's chest as he rested, now, that was one of the few problems with dating a man older, you were younger and you could go for quite some rounds, while the emperor, in his early sixties, was more on the two rounds is his most, your fingers played with his goatee, the gray hairs taking over the beautiful ginger hair, the grays just showing how much more experienced he was than you, and it definitely showed in his actions during the heated moments you two share.

Mark kept his eyes on you as he slowly came down from high of pleasure, a small smile on his face as he leaned in and pressed a tired kiss to your head before dropping his own back on the pillow, you knew he was done, and you weren't upset, you accepted all of the disadvantages that came with him being on the older side. You pulled the blankets up higher on both of you then pat his stomach before tucking yourself against him and in only a few minutes you heard the soft snores coming from the big man laying under you.