The Assistant

During her lunch hour, Valencia nervously texts Cassius the next day, asking him for a date. After a quick exchange, they agreed to meet later that night. She was excited and giddy. Throughout the day, Valencia's mind ran through every piece of clothing she owned and wondered what she would wear. It had been a while since she had gone on a date, and neither she nor Roman had a proper one yet. Their relationship had moved so quickly that it hadn't even crossed her mind until now. Valencia wondered if she should bring it up, and she was. Only Roman beat her to it.

"Val," Roman called from his office as Valencia raided their closet for something to wear.

"Yes, my love?" She called back.

"Do you—do you want to go on a date with me this weekend?" He turned his chair toward the room and watched as Valencia walked toward him in nothing but a towel and a smile.

"You've realized we haven't gone out, too?" She smirked.

"I have," Roman laughed. "And I feel like shit about it. So, do you want to go on a date this weekend?"

"Absolutely, just let me know where so I know what to wear," she winked, turning back toward the bedroom.

"Did Cassius tell you where he was taking you?" Roman wondered.

"No, he just told me to wear something casual and comfortable. So, I'm at a loss. No idea where we are going or what to wear," Valencia pouted.

"Well, knowing Cassius, it won't be boring. If I were you, I'd wear shorts and a T-shirt. Some comfortable shoes, too."

In the end, Valencia went for a simple white t-shirt with a cropped powder pink colored hoodie. A pair of black leggings, white crew socks, and a pair of powder pink colored brand shoes. She tied her hair in a ponytail, and when she was ready, Valencia stood in front of Roman and gave him a little twirl, bringing a smile to both.

"That looks a lot more comfortable than what I suggested." Roman chuckled.

"Do you think Cassius would like it?" Valencia tilted her head to the side.

"He'd be stupid not to. You look adorable," he smiled, and Valencia smiled back.

"Well, I should head down then. Cassius should be here any minute." Valencia turned to walk out, but Roman grabbed her by the wrist and took her in his arms.

"Not going to say goodbye?" His lips grazed hers.

"I've never dated two men before, Roman. I don't know what the rules are." Valencia smiled naughtily.

"Hm. I guess you're right. Should we make some now?" His lips pecked light kisses across her jawline, making Valencia unintentionally tilt her head to give him more access.

"Okay," she whispered.

"Rule number 1, no sex. Not yet. I want to be there the first time he gets to fuck you, Val." Roman nipped at the nape of her neck, and Valencia hissed in response.

"Obviously, Roman. I'd never do that to you." The mere thought of Roman watching her fuck Cassius made her knees weak.

"Rule number 2, actually, there's only that one rule." Roman stepped back, gazing into Valencia's eyes with a small smile.

"Are you sure? What if he tries to kiss me?" She raised a brow in question, but her eyes were still too tired from their intimate interaction.

"He can kiss you if he wants, as long as you are okay with it. If he tries to steal a kiss, don't be afraid to kick him in the balls," Roman's shoulders shook as he laughed at the thought.