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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: A Knight of the Seven Kingdoms (TV) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Lyonel Baratheon/Dunk | Duncan the Tall Characters: Dunk | Duncan the Tall (A Song of Ice and Fire), Lyonel Baratheon Additional Tags: Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Bathing Together, Hand Jobs, Semi-Public Sex, Blow Jobs, Rimming, Anal Fingering, Kissing, Neck Kissing, Felching, Come as Lube, Spit As Lube, Hair-pulling, Lyonel Baratheon Has a Hair-Pulling Kink, Praise Kink Summary:

Dunk wished to rinse off a hard day's ride, only to have his bath interrupted by a—very handsome—stranger.

so i commissioned @vekharious to do a portrait of my boy and i'm genuinely in shock. look at him!! he's right there!!

i also commissioned @fishfingersandscarves for some art which is ALSO amazing, but it's spoilers for my fic so i'll hide it under the cut here if you dare:

thank you for the tag @butchrust!!!

Here's another little snippet from the oneshot. It's racing through my brain like a runaway train (hehe) and I'm rly excited to finish it!

Dunk felt like he was melting from the inside out, from his toes to his cock to his fucking heart. Is this what he was missing? He thrust his hips once in fervor and untangled his fingers from the stranger's curls to grab his hipbone, Dunk's large fingers splaying across the bare flesh and nearly wrapping around the span of his hip. He barely even kissed the man's lips anymore, breathing and whining into his mouth. "Oh, you're so eager, like a maiden on her wedding night," he moaned. Dunk keened like an animal in a snare. He felt like an animal, a creature reduced to base sensations and desires.

(ignore that it's thursday i had a lot goin on yesterday lol)

Thank you @bi-aragorn for the tag!!!

This bit is NSFW and is a snippet from a oneshot that i'm writing >:) 18+, go away if you're not

The man groaned, opening his mouth immediately to search for Dunk's tongue. They kissed awkwardly at first, causing both of them to laugh and smile at each other. Dunk felt his inexperience showed; the only kiss he'd had before this was with a tavern girl. They soon found the rhythm between their lips, bringing each other together over and over. Dunk raised a hand and threaded it through the stranger's hair, finding a gentle grip in the curls. The stranger let out a high whine and his hips bucked instinctively, the burning hot line of his cock trailing wetness against Dunk's thigh.

i'm almost done outlining chapter 5 and this snippet from it is cracking me up