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Damon:
Damonās lashes flutter as he grins, and the laugh that gets lodged in his throat turns into a groan.Ā āYes..ā At the sound of that magic word on Ramsayās lips ā Damon GIVES. He grabs his hips and moves, feeling the pressure build inside him and heat rising at the back of his neck.
His fingers tighten in Ramsayās hair to keep his eyes on him.Ā āBecause youāre taking my cock so fucking good.. Because you belong to me.āĀ
Gods, heās so fucking close.Ā ā..Because you said āpleaseā ā you can come.ā
Ā Ā Ā Itās sweet relief, when Damon moves, and itās torture, for it hurts so much and he still hasnāt been granted permissionā
Ā Ā Ā (and why heās waiting heās not entirely sure)
Ā Ā Ā And he looks back, holding Damonās eyes even as he brushes that spot inside him once again, even as the obscenity of his praise reaches inside him and coils around his visceraā
Ā Ā Ā āI doāā he doesnāt mean to admit it, but he does, and his voice breaks on the words, and then heās letting go, his vision is going white, and heās coming harder than he has in his life.
Damon is so close to the edge he burns with it. When Ramsay finally gives in -- surrenders to him -- itās the final push to send him tumbling over.
āOh fuck..ā
He pulls Ramsay back against him so he can finally kiss him, finally taste whatās his. When he comes, his whole body shudders -- moaning a string of obscenities in a language he barely even KNOWS into Ramsayās mouth.
Damonās fingers dig into his hips until the convulsions subside, and heās kissing Ramsay slow and deep, muttering praises against his lips.Ā āYou did so good for me.ā The kiss makes it personal. Makes it matter. A luxury heās so often denied.Ā
Damon loses himself in it.
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⤠ - kiss my muse on the (specify area)
ā - backhand my muse across the face
ā - confess a secret to my muse (specify secret!)
Ī Ā - point a weapon at my muse
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ā - tell my muse to (sit/kneel/lie down/etc)
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@bastardsboy:
Two great bloodhounds at Damonās side began barking as a small figure entered the room and ducked behind him. Their master hushed them calmly, and the beasts went silent obediently.
He turned and saw Theon clutching at his tunic, shaking. He signaled for the dogs to lie down as he closed the door, locking it, before turning his attention to the trembling shell of a man.
āWhatās happened?ā He asked quietly, calmly. āAre you alright?ā It was a foolish question. Of course he wasnāt alright. Neither was he. Damon bit his tongue at his choice of words. ā..Are you hurt?ā
The barking of dogs didnāt frighten him anymore. Sleeping in the kennels had meant heād gotten quite accustomed to the sound. Still, he gripped tightly at the other manās clothes, eyes wide and as timid as ever.Ā
Lips trembled as Reek tried to will himself to speak, but no words seemed to come. Instead, he coughed into his sleeve, crimson fluid soon enough staining the already worn and dirty fabric. That should have answered the manās question well enough.Ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā āD-donāt t-tell Master Iām here, p-please..ā
āShh, I wonāt.. I wonāt..ā Reek coughed up blood and Damon instinctively reached for a cloth soaking in a basin next to his bed. He had already used the water to wash his face, but it was clean enough.
He gently tilted Reekās head back to have a look at his bloody mouth. He felt guilt tug at his insides and worm its way under his skin. Perhaps there was a little rage somewhere in that parasitic feeling too. Smoldering coals in his gut.
His throat was dry. His voice cracked. āWhatās he done to you now?ā
Damon:
Damon feels his skin prickle. Such a defiant, powerful creature at his mercy. Gods, he wants to come.. But not yet.Ā āāYes,ā what?ā
His grin is devious. He bites his lip ā a sharp bit pf pain to distract him as he encourages Ramsay with a single, tooslow push and pull of his hips. Heās desperate to coax those words from Ramsayās lips, knows theyāre right there on his tongue, and if he kissed him he could taste them. Sweet and BITTER.
So close.. āIf you want to come, say it. Ask me for it.ā
āJustāyesāā he grits out, and he nearly sobs at the motion, for itās nearly enough but not quiteā¦everything hurts, hurts like an exposed wire, and the pressure is unbearable now. He wants more, he wants it to end, wants it never to end.
Heās all but crying in frustration, because his pride wonāt let him beg, and he turns his head to look imploringly over his shoulder, rocking back just a little, desperate for something. He could come untouched, he knows it, knows if Damon gives him just a little moreā¦
āLet meāpleaseāā
Damonās lashes flutter as he grins, and the laugh that gets lodged in his throat turns into a groan.Ā āYes..ā At the sound of that magic word on Ramsayās lips -- Damon GIVES. He grabs his hips and moves, feeling the pressure build inside him and heat rising at the back of his neck.
His fingers tighten in Ramsayās hair to keep his eyes on him.Ā āBecause youāre taking my cock so fucking good.. Because you belong to me.āĀ
Gods, heās so fucking close.Ā ā..Because you said āpleaseā -- you can come.ā
āThis isnāt how I wanted to go.ā
Blood, Gore & Injury | accepting
Damon saw death every day. Heād become almost numb to it. But now there was a Targaryen queen dying in his arms, and he wasnāt really sure how he was supposed to feel about it. The threat had been eliminated, but still, the Bolton spy felt a dull pain somewhere in his chest.
āEveryone fantasizes about dying an honorable, glorious death. But it doesnāt matterā¦Kings, queens, peasants, assassins....ā He brushed a strand of hair from her eyes, a blonde curiously not unlike his own.Ā āDeath comes for us all.. All that matters is what we leave behind.ā
āIām gonna be sick.ā
Blood, Gore & Injury | accepting
āOh youāre a proper fucking lady, arenāt you?ā Damon grimaced as he pulled a barbed arrowhead from a gaping wound in his arm, teeth clenched so tight he heard them grinding in his skull.Ā
āThat the thanks I get for saving your life?ā The arrow hit the stone floor with a cold clatter. He tore a strip of fabric from his tunic and tied it around his arm to stop the bleeding.Ā āDo me a favour and hurl away from me then, yeah?ā
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āWhat happened to you?ā āWhyā¦why are you holding your stomach? Is that blood?!ā āKeep this cloth over the wound and keep pressing.ā āWeāll get you to a hospital, just keep breathing.ā āOh, oh my god! It was an accident! Iām so sorry!ā āItās just a bit of blood, stop freaking out!ā āYouāre panicking?! Iām the one who got fucking *insert injury*!ā āNo, no, it looks fine. Just donāt worry about it.ā āI-is that my blood?ā āShh, stay calm, weāre going to get you some help.ā āWhat - what did you DO to yourself?!ā āDoes it hurt?ā āI donāt feel any pain. Itās justā¦numb.ā ā*name*? Come on, say something to me.ā āYour stomach isnāt going to fall out, just keep applying pressure.ā āI-I canāt get the bleeding to stop.ā āThere was so much blood. Iāve never seen so much.ā āWe were able to get you to the hospital. Um, most of you, anyways.ā āDo you remember what happened?ā āIām so sorry. I should have been there sooner.ā āYouāre gonna make it, donāt worry.ā āNo, no, donāt fall asleep. Just keep talking to me.ā āIt hurts. Fuck it hurts!ā āI-I donāt want to die.ā āThis isnāt how I wanted to go.ā āIs thatā¦bone?!ā āI donāt have a bandage. Here, use my shirt.ā āI donāt have any medical training, but Iāll do what I can.ā āHow are we going to get rid of these stains?ā āI want to help you, but I donāt know how.ā āWhy are you limping? What happened?!ā āThey just collapsed in front of me! We have to get them to a doctor.ā āIām okay, it doesnāt hurt anymore.ā āWill you stay with me?ā āIām gonna be sick.ā āIt was the most gruesome thing Iāve ever seen.ā āI wish I could forget all of that blood.ā

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Damon:
Damonās laugh is hoarse.Ā āAre you close?ā But he already knows the answer. He can see it in Ramsayās eyes, hear it in the tiny cracks in his voice and the sweet sounds he didnāt even know Ramsay was capable of.
Damon is close. The urge to pound the warm body beneath him into the table until his completion is so strong itās crippling. But he fights it. He wants Ramsay to come first ā gods he fucking needs it. Needs to hear him ask for it, see him unravel just from having Damonās cock inside him.
He pulls Ramsayās hair, and angles his hips in a way that he knows ā on the receiving end of it ā makes Damonās vision turn white. His fingers tighten on Ramsayās hips and he hold painfully still.Ā āDo you want to come?ā
Ā Ā Ā Ramsay bites down on his lip hard, splitting it open once again, his eyes squeezing shut against the tears that have started forming there from pain and pleasure and overstimulationā¦
Ā Ā Ā Of course heās close, heās so close that it hurts, and he opens his mouth to respond with something sharp and biting but only ends up forming a strangled little cry at the change in angle, his eyes snapping open and looking up almost pleadingly when Damon stills entirely. It takes all of his restraint not to beg, not to push back against him in a search for more.Ā
Ā Ā Ā His voice is hoarse, broken, but still defiant.Ā āYes.ā
Damon feels his skin prickle. Such a defiant, powerful creature at his mercy. Gods, he wants to come.. But not yet.Ā āāYes,ā what?ā
His grin is devious. He bites his lip -- a sharp bit pf pain to distract him as he encourages Ramsay with a single, tooslow push and pull of his hips. Heās desperate to coax those words from Ramsayās lips, knows theyāre right there on his tongue, and if he kissed him he could taste them. Sweet and BITTER.
So close.. āIf you want to come, say it. Ask me for it.ā
have a sad and scared Reek hiding behind Damon bc somehow Damon makes him feel almost safe
Two great bloodhounds at Damonās side began barking as a small figure entered the room and ducked behind him. Their master hushed them calmly, and the beasts went silent obediently.
He turned and saw Theon clutching at his tunic, shaking. He signaled for the dogs to lie down as he closed the door, locking it, before turning his attention to the trembling shell of a man.Ā
āWhatās happened?ā He asked quietly, calmly.Ā āAre you alright?ā It was a foolish question. Of course he wasnāt alright. Neither was he.Ā Damon bit his tongue at his choice of words.Ā ā..Are you hurt?ā
eversoblackĀ replied to yourĀ post:Ā what are your biggest kinks
ā¦excuse me? I donāt know that I approve of your first kink.
Really? Your current position tells me otherwise. ;)

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what are your biggest kinks
Oh..Ā
Aside from the general dominating Ramsay and being utterly dominated by Roose, my kinks range from choking and being choked, to being on the receiving end of my own whip. Iāve also got a major praise kink and enjoy giving blowjobs.Ā
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