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After Dunk accidentally gelds Aerion during the Trial of the Seven, Maekar asks him to take responsibility for the aftermath. Dunk quickly finds he is much more inclined than he was aware.
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18 Jun 2026
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“Well?” he prompted. “Go on, then. Impress me.”
Henry cleared his throat.
“You’ve got cracking tits.”
Hans stopped dead.
The horse took another step before the reins tugged it back.
“…Henry.”
Henry frowned slightly. “What?”Series
- Part 1 of Random drabbles/unfinished fics
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11 Jun 2026
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Hans smoothed Henry's collar once more, his hands lingering longer than necessary.
For a moment, neither of them moved.
Hans wanted to find the exact point where Henry’s composure would betray him.
But not here.
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Henry and Hans set out to Kuttenberg to check on one of Katherine's girls. All the while they try to figure out how to bridge the gap after Suchdol.
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- Part 2 of Post-Canon Chronicles
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10 Jun 2026
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Dunk, an omega too large and too strong to ever be suspected of being one, was riding for Ashford when he felt his heat coming on. He drank a serum to delay it, enough to last to the end of the tourney — had he not crossed paths with a young unmated alpha who smelled of tar, smoke, and blood: Aerion Targaryen.
During the Trial of Seven, Dunk fought through pain and fever; but when he found himself one-on-one with Aerion, he knew the prince had caught his scent. It distracted the young dragon long enough for Dunk to land the blow that made him yield. The victory tasted bitter and dishonest, though, and there was no way for Dunk to explain himself without bringing worse trouble on his own head. He needs to leave.
And just as he means to, the wind brings him the smell of tar, smoke, and blood.
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03 Jun 2026
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"'Today I didn’t even feel like messing with you, yet here you are. What do you want?'
Anton tried to gather his thoughts, but Sohee’s hand tapped his cheek. 'Eh? C’mon, what is it you want?' The touch, the short sting of the hit, just made it worse for Anton. His senses were heightened, every part of his body sensitive as Sohee grabbed his cheek (…) 'Don’t tell me… Does it have something to do with this?'
Anton’s eyes closed as a wispy exhale jolted from his body. Sohee’s hand was inspecting his crotch, the apparent tenting not waning as he pinched and pushed it around. 'Incredible,' Sohee guffawed in disbelief.
'Don’t… touch it.'"
(aka, sohee starts bullying anton and anton discovers that he might be into that)
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04 May 2026