Hello everyone I'm back, sort of I'm still mostly taking a break from writing until after Christmas. I've been working on this story for a while here and there in between others and I finally finished the first part. I got this idea after watching the TV series Rome. I hope you all enjoy. All mistakes are my own and I apologize if it's not historically accurate.
Roman
Santana rides through the city gates of Rome for the first time in five years. Her legion is finally returning home from their extended stay in Britain the hell hole as the soldiers like to call it. Joining the army had sounded good to her five years ago when she was sixteen and trying to escape everything. Now she doesn't know what to do.
"We're going to hit the whore houses. Are you coming?" Puck a fellow soldier and her best friend asks.
"No, I think I'm going to try and find a childhood friend. I know she was very worried when I joined the army." Santana smiles waving him off.
"You need to get laid or you'll never be able to use your cock again." Puck shouts after her.
Santana waves him off again. She's able to join to army, hold power and any other things a man can do because she has a cock and is considered a man. Though she feels like a woman and even has breasts that she binds so she looks more like a man.
"You, where is Brittany Juili?" Santana asks some peasant girl who is wearing palace colors so she figures she must work in the palace.
"My guess would be at the Coliseum, soldier." the girl says backing away.
"Thank you," Santana roughly says kicking her horse into a trout.
She hasn't seen her best friend from childhood Brittany Juili since the girl was thirteen and begging her not to join the army. Their friendship had been frowned upon by Brittany's father Octavian the fourth emperor of Rome, for obvious reason she's not of noble blood and Brittany is a princess. She's the daughter of a palace guard and maid. The only reason that they had been allowed to be friends is that Brittany liked her so much.
"All I want is to see that you're okay Brittany." Santana prays as she dismounts at the Coliseum gates.
The place is packed as gladiators are fighting. She shuffles through people trying to get a good look at the royal box. If she thought that she still had friends on the palace guard she would tell Brittany she's back via them.
"Santana? Sweetie you're back." a high voice shouts before she feels arms around her.
"Mom?" Santana questions looking at the woman in her arms.
"Oh sweetie your last letter you said you wouldn't be back for a year." Maria says.
"I wasn't going to be, but they let my legion return early." Santana says shocked that her mom is here. "Why are you here at the coliseum?" she asks.
"I had to get a second job so I'm working here cleaning up." Maria tells her daughter.
"Why didn't you tell me I can help." Santana says.
"I didn't want to worry you." Maria says knowing her daughter is most likely searching for Brittany.
"Well I'm back now so I can help out." Santana tells her hugging her mom.
"Your dad would be so proud of you." Maria says so happy that her daughter is back.
Her husband Mario had died a year and a half ago protecting the young princess Brittany from an assassin. She hopes that her daughter tells the young princess how she feels about her instead of running away again. Her husband knew it would break Santana if Brittany died which is why he gave his life for the girl.
"I'm sorry I didn't come looking for you first." Santana says feeling guilty now that her mom's here.
"Don't worry, I know you want to see Brittany." Maria says smiling.
"I've just missed her so much." Santana admits for the first time.
"I know you have and she's missed you." Maria tells her daughter.
"How do you know? Did she say something?" Santana asks wondering how her mother would know since she works mainly in the kitchen.
"Brittany comes down every now and again to ask about you. You really should have written her." Maria scolds her daughter.
"I know, but she was so angry when I told her I was leaving I didn't think she'd want to hear from me." Santana sadly says.
"Sweetie the girl was just worried and didn't want to lose her best friend." Maria softly says.
"Where is she? I asked some girl who looked like she worked in the palace and she thought she'd be here. I thought she hated coming to the coliseum." Santana rambles.
"Follow me, but don't let her father see you. He won't be happy your back." Maria tells her daughter.
"Why….." Santana trails off as she lays eyes on Brittany.
The blonde looks all grown up now. She's no longer a gangly teen, but a beautiful young woman. Santana feels her pants tighten at her arousal. No woman will ever be half as beautiful as her blonde beauty. She's always been beautiful in the soldier's eyes, but now she's a woman.
"So beautiful," Santana whispers.
She can only imagine how beautiful those cobalt blue eyes are. All she wants is to look into those beautiful eyes and her blonde to tell her that she's glad she's back. She's so lost in her thoughts she doesn't notice the young man stab her mom in the neck behind her.
"Mom I need…" Santana trails off as she turns around to see her mom lying dead on the floor.
Santana falls to the ground cradling her mom to her. Then it hits her that there's an assassin here.
"Assassin! Assassin!" Santana shouts alerting the guards.
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Santana carries her mom into her house. She lays her mom on the table before she breaks down, falls to the ground sobbing. She doesn't know how long she sat there before she felt a pair of slim arms wrap around her waist. There's something familiar about the arms around her that she leans back.
"I'm so sorry San," Brittany whispers causing Santana to whip around.
"Brittany," Santana grasping her face to see if she's real.
"It's really me San." Brittany says curling into Santana knowing that this comforts the soldier.
"How'd you find me?" Santana asks shocked that Brittany's in her arms right now.
"It's going to be okay San, I'm here for you." Brittany whispers laying her head on Santana's shoulder.
This is all she needs, the woman of her dreams in her arms. She breaks down again sobbing and clinging to Brittany like she's the only reason that she's still here. She'll kill the man who stabbed her mom.
"Come on San, let me take care of you." Brittany says trying to get up.
She doesn't say anything, but allows Brittany to stand up and help her up. Brittany leads her into the guest room knowing she won't want to sleep in her mom's old room. It breaks Brittany's heart to see Santana, her strong, silent protector so broken. Though she can't help, but be happy that she's back home alive and well.
"Brittany you don't have to stay here I'm sure you have more important things to do." Santana says laying on the bed a million things running through her brain.
"I'm not leaving until I know that you're okay." Brittany whispers crawling into bed with her.
"I'm okay, I don't want you to get in trouble." Santana says not looking at Brittany.
"San," Brittany breaths which causes Santana to turn over and look deep into shinning blue eyes. "You saved my family, saved me. You just got back and you're already protecting me. I love you."
Santana wraps her arms around Brittany's waist staring deep into her eyes. She knows the blonde had a major crush on her when they were younger before she left, but she hadn't dared hope that she'd still feel the same way.
"You've always made me feel safe." Brittany whispers.
Brittany doesn't want to push the soldier since her mom was just murdered, but she wants her. The last five years have done wonders for the soldier. She's no longer a scrawny young adult that doesn't know what to do, but a strong, confident woman or man depending on what you think.
"What am I supposed to do?" Santana wrapping her arms around Brittany pulling her into her body.
"Let me love you." Brittany softly says.
"You love me after everything I did?" Santana asks shocked.
"I've loved you my whole life." Brittany says slowly pushing off Santana's tunic.
"But-"
"San, I want you, do you want me?" Brittany says removing her own dress.
"More than anything." Santana breaths barely able to believe that this is really happening.
"Then make love to me." Brittany whispers staring straight into the soldiers eyes.
"I don't want to hurt you." Santana whispers climbing on top of her.
"I want you to be my first."
With that Santana strokes herself a few times before she positions herself in front of the blonde's entrance. She stares deep into Brittany's eyes to make sure it's what she wants before thrusting in.
"Fuck," Santana moans.
She's never been with a woman before and doesn't know if every woman feels this tight and warm, but hot damn hers does. She places her hands on either of the blonde to give herself leverage. Unsure of what to do she fumbles around with her first few thrusts before she starts a rhythm.
"Ugh," Brittany moans surging up to kiss her soldier.
It doesn't take Santana that long before she falls apart slamming deep into her and spraying her seed. She rolls off of her, pulling her on her chest.
"Wow," Santana says a huge smile on her face.
"You were pretty amazing," Brittany gushes snuggling into her.
"Really, I've never been with anyone before." Santana admits holding the blonde close.
"Well I couldn't tell." Brittany softly says yawning.
"Sleep baby, I'll still be here in the morning." Santana softly says.
Santana runs her fingers through Brittany's hair as she falls into a deep slumber.
"I promise I will always take care of you." Santana whispers.
She sighs pulling Brittany slightly more into her. She needs to feel the blonde against her to keep her from losing it. The blonde is her only reason for staying here in Rome now. While she's sad maybe slightly heartbroken that her mom is dead she now has Brittany in her arms. She knows that her mom and even her dad would be proud that she finally has Brittany in her arms.
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Banging on the door jolts Santana wake.
"Make it stop." Brittany groans rolling off Santana so she can take care of it.
"God I'm coming!" Santana shouts.
Santana gets up wrapping a blanket around herself before opening the door.
"What?!" Santana says glaring at the trembling soldier in front of her.
"Is Princess Brittany here? The empress is worried and wants to make sure the princess is okay. She said that she was coming here." the soldier stammers.
Before Santana can say any Brittany saunters over wearing her tunic.
"I'm fine Mark, tell my mother that I'm going to stay a few nights with Santana to help her with sorting out her mother's things." Brittany tells him turning back around to head into the kitchen.
"Wait princess, Senator Abrams wants to know if a month long engagement is too short?" Mark asks.
Santana's face falls when she hears this.
"Um…I'm not sure, let my dad decide." Brittany says waving him off and closing the door.
"So….." Santana trails off looking at the ground.
"San, it's not what you think." Brittany says trying to think of what to say.
"I get it, last night was a one-time thing. You're going to be married. He's prob-"
Santana is cut off by Brittany kissing her.
"Will you shut up and let me explain this whole thing." Brittany says breaking their kiss.
"Okay," Santana softly says allowing Brittany to pull her to the bed.
"What I said last night about wanting you, being in love with you and you being my first. I want you to know that no matter what happens you are the only one I truly want." Brittany softly says. "When I saw you holding your mom's body I knew that with you back everything would be okay. I'm so sorry about your mom, but it brought you back to me so at the same time I'm happy that it wasn't you."
"I'd never leave you and I just got back and was searching for you." Santana says before Brittany puts a finger on her lips to silence her.
"I know I had to come to your mom's house to help you in anyway and that I could hide here. My dad's forcing me to marry a senator named Artie. He's mean and controlling. He likes to yell and hit me whenever I displease him." Brittany sobs falling into Santana's arms.
Santana wraps her arms around the blonde cradling her. She'll do anything to protect her new lover. Even if that means they have to leave Rome.
"Shh, Britt it will be okay. I'll protect you." Santana softly says kissing the top of her head.
"I'm sorry to drop all this on you when you should be morning the loss of your mom." Brittany sobs.
"Don't, my mom would be ecstatic that you're here and distracting me from blaming myself or doing something stupid." Santana tells her.
"We should get dressed and have a funeral for your mom." Brittany tells her.
"You want to be there? I don't want you to do something that…." Santana trails off when Brittany gives her a look of really.
"I want to be there with you. Your mom was always really nice to me." Brittany says pulling the soldier into her as she starts crying. "We'll get through this."
It takes a few minutes before Santana's able to collect herself enough to get dressed. By the time she's dressed Brittany still wearing her tunic from yesterday already has some bread for her and two men carrying Maria's body out of the house. The two women followed the men out of the city to a private burn site.
Santana wishes she could hold Brittany's hand, but know that they can't show any romantic gestures to each other. Just having Brittany next to her though is enough for now. Brittany wishes they were alone so she could hold Santana.
The priest says sacred words swinging smoke over the head. After doing this several times the priest nods to Santana who lights kindling around her mom's body on fire.
"She'll always be with you." Brittany says watching as the fire grows.
"Thank you for being here. I don't think I could do this without you." Santana softly says.
They watch as the body burns both thankful for the woman who kept them informed about the others safety. Both sad that she's gone and unable to see that they are in love with each other.
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"How long will you be staying?" Santana asks lying in bed watching Brittany pour them two cups of wine butt naked.
"Until my dad tells me I have to go back." Brittany says handing her the cup before getting back in bed.
"Good, I want you here as long as possible. Having you here makes it all bearable." Santana tells her.
"Mark will be back in the morning to take me to the execution of the man who killed your mom." Brittany says laying her head on Santana's chest.
"Why?" Santana asks frowning not understanding why she would have to be there.
"Because he was an assassin after my family and if it weren't for you many of us would be dead. So my dad wants to have his best soldier kill him in the arena." Brittany explains. "You can come if you want, but I thought you might not want to since you won't be able to get revenge yourself."
"If you're going then so am I. Sure I'd love to finish him off myself, but I'd rather have you by my side." Santana says.
"Always the sweet talker." Brittany giggles which causes Santana to chuckle. "Thank you, for respecting my disliking of killing."
Brittany would rather not see this man killed even though he killed Santana's mom. She knows he deserves it, but she doesn't want to watch. At least with Santana there she can hide her head in her chest.
"Anything for you," Santana whispers rubbing her hard cock on Brittany's thigh.
"Go on," Brittany says spreading her legs apart.
"Gods I love you." Santana moans staring at Brittany's dripping womanhood.
Brittany pulls Santana into a kiss as Santana pushes herself into Brittany. They both moan at the contact, Brittany wrapping her long limbs around the smaller soldier.
"I like having you in me." Brittany moans loving how gentle Santana is with her.
"I really love being inside of you." Santana moans starting to thrust in.
Santana starts pounding hard into the blonde princess. All of her muscles strain as she continuously hits the blonde's cervix.
"Gods San don't fucking stop." Brittany screams.
"Fuck. Yeah." Santana shouts pounding harder into the blonde her orgasm fastly approaching.
"Santana!" Brittany shouts squirting all over them.
This doesn't stop Santana from continuing to pound into her. She needs to shot her load soon or she'll explode, but she wants to make the blonde come again.
"I….I can't….." Brittany moans feeling herself tighten even more around Santana.
"Santana!"
"Britt!"
Just as they're both cumming Puck throws open the door.
"Shit," Puck says smirking.
"Get the fuck out!" Santana shouts laying over Brittany to hide her naked body from Puck.
Puck backs out still smirking at the fact that his friend finally got laid.
"Who was that?" Brittany asks as Santana rolls off of her.
"My best bud from the army. We always have each others back." Santana tells her gently kissing her. "I'm going to get rid of him before he decides to stay the night." she says getting up.
"Hurry up,"
Santana quickly dresses tucking in her groggy blonde princess before heading into the main room. She sees Puck seated at the table smirking at her.
"So you finally got laid." Puck says.
"Shut it," Santana growls.
"And here I thought you'd be in a good mood since you just got laid." Puck says slapping his back.
"My mom was just killed and you interrupt me. How is that supposed to make me in a good mood." Santana growls.
"Geeze, I'm sorry." Puck says standing and hugging his friend.
"Listen Puck, that woman in there means more to me than anyone, so please don't mention this." Santana says.
"Man, I didn't realize. I'll come back in a few days and we can catch up." Puck says. "I won't tell a soul."
"Thanks Puck," Santana says showing him out and locking the door.
She heads back into the bed chamber to find Brittany sound asleep on her side of the bed.
"Good night Britt,"