Roman felt challenged. He smirked evilly at Virgil. The darkest of the Sides had told him he couldn't make him flustered. Roman had said, "Wanna bet?" to which he had responded with, "Try me."

The prince pinned Virgil to the wall. He was unfazed, expecting this. He was laughing on the inside. Princey will never go far enough to get me flustered, he thought smugly. He looked Roman in the eye as the prince ran his hand up and down his side. His face was slowly moving closer to Virgil's, clearly with the intention to tease him. It was when Roman's lips barely brushed Virgil's that he stopped. He hovered there for a moment, expecting the emo nightmare to connect their lips. However he didn't. Roman drew away, but didn't unpin him.

"Dang it," he muttered as Virgil chuckled smugly.

"That was nothing Princey," he taunted, rolling his eyes. "You'll have to do way better than that. I thought you were the romantic one."

Roman smirked getting an idea. He knew what to do. He leaned in close to Virgil's neck, a very sensitive part of his body. While Virgil had just assumed he'd be teasing him with his breath, he let his guard down a little. He was certain Roman wouldn't break him. That was, until his lips met his neck.

A choked gasp came from Virgil as he realized what was happening. His face flushed bright red under his foundation as he stammered. "R-Roman!"

The prince smirked as he continued to kiss up his neck. When he reached his ear, he growled into it like Thomas had during his Sanders Sides makeup collab with Ben. A chill went down Virgil's spine and his knees felt weak.

"Thought I wouldn't go that far didn't you," he said, still growling with a devious smirk. His teeth grazed Virgil's neck, following it down his collarbone. Upon reaching it, he pressed his lips to it firmly and gently bit down.

"R-Roman..." Virgil breathed, feeling hopelessly weak inside. Princey pulled away from his collarbone and briefly licked up the side of his neck, causing him to gasp again.

Roman pulled away from his neck and leaned in close to his face. When he spoke his lips brushed Virgil's. "I win."

Virgil sighed as Roman pressed his lips to the under side of his jaw. "O-O-Okay y-you w-won, can I please go now?" the darkest of the Sides begged.

"What's the matter Virge?" Roman teased. "Can't take heat?"

"S-Sure now let me go," Virgil pleaded. Roman found this odd. Sure, he'd won, but Virgil was at least confident enough not give in to the idea of him winning so easily. He noticed that he was shaking a little and that his eyes were glossy.

Roman pulled away a little, eyebrows furrowing together. "Virgil are you alright?" he asked.

"I'm fine!" he snapped. Roman frowned, taking his chin and pulling his face to meet his eyes.

"Tell me the truth, Virgil," he said forcefully. The darkest of the Sides laughed bitterly.

"It's not like it matters anyway," he said with a bitter laugh. "You're just teasing me to rile me up, and I need to just go my room now."

The prince stared at him for a moment. "You have romantic feelings for me, don't you Virgil?" Roman asked quietly. He shook his head to deny it, but the prince gave a look that made him sigh in defeat.

"It doesn't matter anyway, you don't like me like that," Virgil said. Roman was taken aback, but smiled a little. An idea came to mind.

He leaned in close to his ear again. "Virgil... do you really think I'd do this to just anyone?" he asked, pulling back to meet his eyes after he'd said it. Virgil was looking at him with wide eyes. Roman leaned so that their lips were brushing. "I don't."

Without another moments hesitation, he pressed his lips to Virgil's forcefully. The emo nightmare melted under Roman's lips, kissing back but the prince clearly dominated him. When they drew away, Prince bit his bottom lip softly, making Virgil gasp.

"H-How do I know you're not just toying with me?" Virgil whispered. Roman took his hand, growling once more into his ear.

"I'll prove it."