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    “To the Giant of Flea Bottom,

    Do not think this is over. I have paid three men in the Reach to follow you. If you sleep, they will be watching. If you eat, they will be counting the bites. If you find yourself some common omega wench that you’ve fallen in love with, I want their fingers brought to me in a box of salt. You are a stain on the laws of gods and men, and I will watch you rot from across the world.

    — A.T.”

    Dunk is only trying to be of honorable service, but his travels are constantly interrupted by “hate” letters from a certain exiled prince across the Narrow Sea.

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    His hand slid smooth up over Baelor's thighs, slipping under the folds of his coat, "they all want to be the Hightowers, they all want to put their hands on a dragon…" his eyes flickered down to the ring Baelor worked over with the pads of his fingers, "are you imagining it's the tightness of my arse?"

    Baelor's hand flew quick and bruising to the boy's jaw, leaning forward in his seat to put the submission of Aerion's position into perspective, "if you're such a dragon…" he shifted his hand and plunged his two middle most fingers into Aerion's red-stained mouth, sliding over the slickness of his tongue to press at the back of it until he gagged, "spit fire at me, boy… do it; show me that you are what you claim to be- that you're an old God in the body of a sorely mistaken young man."

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    Aerion gets a stern talking to

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    Varang has taken to watching you. A lot.

    It feels… challenging. Or appraising, maybe.

    You avoid her to the best of your ability. You can’t look at her without thinking of the way she and Quaritch have gotten so much closer recently. They spend most of the day together; ostensibly talking strategy, but you see the way their touches linger. Even the way they look at each other like they’re the only two people in the world, as though everything else is just background noise.

    But as the days pass, you realise something. When she’s not watching Quaritch with those bright, lamp-like eyes, she’s watching you.

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    Suguru sighs and presses his thumb to his forehead like he’s trying to stave off a tension headache. “Satoru. You are not gay. You do not need to watch gay porn.”

    “I’m not, like, homophobic, though,” Satoru says, offended. “I can watch. It’s not gonna be weird.”

    Suguru gives him a long look. “It’s absolutely gonna be weird.”

    Satoru just raises an eyebrow. They stare at each other, unmoving, unblinking.

    “Fine. Take your dick out. I don’t fucking care,” says Suguru. He hits play.

    Satoru’s a really good ally. Such a good ally, in fact, that he’s going to learn to suck dick just to support his best friend Suguru. Which is, like, peak ally behavior and totally not gay at all.

    Totally not gay at all. Right?

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    "You don't know what you're talking about," Suguru says dismissively, his voice laced with quiet indifference and a hint of irritation. The deliberate clink of books and pens echoes in the stillness, a subtle reminder of the distance he’s putting between them. His gaze flickers toward Satoru. "And get off my desk."

    Satoru’s lips curl into a smug smile as he rolls his tongue over the lollipop hanging lazily from his mouth. Unbothered, his eyes sparkle with mischief. "Or what, Professor?"

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    Gojo Satoru knew nothing about love when he started playing his game. He knew nothing of its gifts and its sorrows and its consequences. There were only two things that he was sure about: for one, he was obsessed with space, and for another, he wanted Geto Suguru to notice him.

    The rest, all of the things that Satoru wasn't prepared for, came long after he began to play.

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