Here is a very weird fiction. Significant age gap. Based off the music video for Tainted Love by Soft Cell. So basically Roman era James and Q. I know their names aren't Roman.

James sat in his court waiting for the new arrival, his new child. He had been searching the land for the perfect mate, he knew that the child was due to arrive at any moment and he knew that this time it was to be a boy.

James had only had experience dealing with female mates, however all the females didn't work out for one reason or another and so James was left to resort to having a male mate.

He adjusted his toga and waved a servant down to bring him some wine.

One of his man servants came up to him briskly, "James, the mate has arrived."

"Bring him in." James said with a stern voice.

If this child didn't work out, the child would be killed, and that wasn't James' choosing it was just how it was.

The man servant ran away to go get the child and James sat and waited sipping at his wine.

A young boy was soon brought in front of him holding the servant's hand.

The child had a mop of brown hair with a few flowers placed randomly in it.

"Come here, let me see you." James demanded.

The child let go of the servant's hand and stepped closer to James slowly and quietly.

"Beautiful eyes." James said as he gazed into the drown disks surrounding his pupil, "What's your name?"

"My name is Quentin, sir." The young boy said as he folded his hands behind his back.

James patted his leg and requested for the young boy to sit upon it.

The boy sat with some hesitation and James and him then shared some wine, bread, and grapes.

James had instantly felt the connection with this child. This was the child he was going to raise and marry once he was sixteen.

After finishing off the food James brought Quentin to the green, where they played some games until Quentin's bedtime.

He brought the young child up to his room and helped the young boy take off his toga and his sandals.

The boy fell asleep the moment his head hit the pillow, and James sat there stroking the young boy's hair till morning.