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    Dunk squeezed his eyes shut, his face burning. “Begging your pardon. I am not comely, your grace. You mock me.”

    “You are mistaken on both counts," Baelor said softly, smiling. "In truth, I thought of little else after you left here. Little save this fresh-faced young knight, as big and strong as an oak, who seemed so eager to please me.”

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    Dunk and Lyonel and the things they get up to after the dance scene

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    The rush of warmth that swoops through Dunk’s gut at the words would stagger him if he wasn’t sitting. He reels, lips parting soundlessly as he tries to reach for something to respond with and comes up empty. Good boy. Lyonel Baratheon thinks he’s a good boy.

    In which Lyonel picks himself a new plaything, and Ser Duncan the Tall learns a couple new tricks.

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    "Are you nose-blind, man?" Ser Manfred asked. The old refrain came to Dunk's lips – thick as a castle wall, slow as an aurochs – but he held it back with an effort. "Haven't you seen a heat come on before?"

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    “Maekar requires a certain… treatment, after battle. Particularly if I have been injured. I, at present, am not well enough, physically, to provide, and yet the circumstances of this injury are such that he needs it more urgently than ever.”

    “What- what treatment?” Dunk manages to croak out, mind spinning. He cannot stop tracing the scars on Maekar’s torso, cutting swathes through the fine, silver-gold fur, trailing down to-

    He tears his gaze away only to land on Baelor’s knowing smile. Gods, he must be blushing down to his chest.

    “I will be frank with you, Dunk. My brother needs to be fucked, hard, to reunite mind with body, and allow him to accept that we are all alive.”

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