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  1. Public Bookmark 93

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    And at evenfall he told himself that tonight there would be no dreams; no solid weight of a body against his, no honeyed curls falling across his shoulders as a fine-featured frustration too fair for his own good pressed into him, face in the crook of his neck. Surely tonight Dunk won’t take that face in his hands, run a finger along the cleft of his chin, down his royal neck, kiss the eyelids sheltering those tortured eyes that Dunk couldn’t unsee, couldn’t forget as much as he entreated.

    No appeal of may I? or like this? or please? No lissome thighs resting atop Dunk’s larger ones. No tell-tale sound of skin against skin. No intimacies that Dunk had never experienced anywhere outside of reveries, and his own voice, broken, Daeron, Daeron, Daeron.

    Not tonight, surely not tonight. There must be reprieve from such a haunting.

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    Or, the one where that sot of a prince can sense other people's dreams, and this is truly inconvenient for a certain hedge knight.

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    While living in Antwerp, Theo discovers, entirely by accident, that Boris's dick is pierced. This proves to be more psychologically disruptive than any of the drugs they do together.

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    [—“I am to be your squire.”

    It was as if the earth had stopped spinning; the dragon of House Targaryen had awoken. Dunk didn’t ignore this—he stilled entirely, like he would implode if one step was taken. He thought of Egg’s bright eyes, twinned in Aerion’s dull snake slits. They were so similar yet so different, the gods playing a cruel joke on the pair.

    Aerion’s beauty contrasted with his violent attitude in this light, shaped by light and the shadows of trees. He was all geometric lines and sharp features—a paragon of true Targaryen beauty.—]

    Duncan, after the tragedy of Ashford Meadow, was bestowed a son of Maekar. To his deep disappointment, the son was not Egg—instead his older, and much more dilapidated, brother. Aerion.

    TLDR: What if Aerion became Dunk’s squire instead of Egg?

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    Art looks down at him over his nose, frowning. “I’m not a prude," he defends, an offended lilt in his words. "I’m just normal, and not, like an exhibitionist, like you apparently are.” Patrick raises a brow like he doesn’t believe a word he’s saying. Just to make him mad. It works. “I’m serious, Patrick,” he repeats, sitting up a bit straighter. “I could have sex in front of you, or if you were listening like you apparently love to do now. It would be the exact same as normal. I probably wouldn’t even remember that you were there”

    Patrick studies him, leaned back against the couch lazily. “Yeah?"

    "Yeah." The word is spat out.

    “Okay.” He tilts his head, challenging. “Okay. Prove it.”

    or: the longest, stupidest game of gay chicken to ever be played

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    Art runs away. Patrick chases.

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