dead dove's nest

Dunk gripping Baelor’s wrist as Baelor fingers him, setting the pace with jerking pulls. Baelor’s wrist aches but it’s too endearing to watch Dunk jerk his hand up and down, body trembling so hard it shakes the bed. It’s even more endearing when Dunk finally gives up, begging prettily for Baelor to make him cum and the immediate difference is shown when Dunk’s arching and arms locking up at the overwhelming pleasure only Baelor can give him.

squires who take a little too long to get their assigned knight out of their armour, squires whose touch lingers on each buckle and strip of bare skin revealed, squires whose mouths water at the divots left by metal and leather on their assigned knight's skin, squires whose eyes rake up and down their assigned knight's clothed body once its out of its armour, squires who look at their knight in its casual clothes like it's naked and eager for its squire to worship it

a red string of fate can be a leash. if you're enlightened

Fun Fact! If you tap your knuckles against your knights chestplate and ask who their heart beats for, themselves or you, you can stun-lock them long enough to kiss the side of their helm without protest!

i am dunkbaelor's strongest proponent but to be very clear dunk doesn't get to be baelor's man because he was only ever meant to be egg's man