In the midst of the Gallic Wars, Angelus Aziraphale, a respected Roman centurion, is stationed with his legion in a Roman camp. As a man of discipline and honor, Aziraphale has long suppressed any personal emotions, focusing solely on maintaining control over his men and ensuring victory for Rome.

However, everything changes when a Celtic prisoner is captured and brought to their camp. Aziraphale stumbles upon a shocking sight: one of his own men, a young legionary named Antonius Crowley, quietly assumes the submissive role in an intimate encounter with the prisoner. This unexpected revelation shakes the centurion to his core, as he begins to question the nature of power, control, and his own desires.Initially repulsed by the vulnerability he witnesses, Aziraphale struggles with his growing fascination with Crowley, whose boldness and courage in battle contrast sharply with the image of submission in the hut.

Aziraphale and Crowley find themselves drawn together in an unspoken bond, complicated by the rigid Roman norms and the tension of their military roles.

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