fic: daddy, you been on my mind
fandom: a knight of the seven kingdoms
rating: explicit
pairing: dunk / baelor
words: 5,157
Baelor steps in close enough for them to touch, the fine fabric of his robe brushing against the hair on Dunk's thigh. "Better?" he asks, leaning over Dunk, bracing his hands on the arms of the chair. He looks so beautiful, lit from behind by the firelight, that it strikes Dunk dumb for a moment. A dragon, he thinks, wreathed in flame ā his own, not-quite-tame dragon. "Yes," Dunk replies, and reaches up to cup Baelor's face, thumb sweeping over his cheekbone. And he is, much better already, but ā he could be better still. His other hand pats at his own thigh. "C'mere?"















