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Henry shed his gloves, tossing them onto the table with a casual thoughtlessness, alongside his apron which was thrown over a chair. His tunic was light to withstand the heat of the forge, and damp with sweat, so he peeled that off too and threw it into a bin of laundry for the goodwife to tend to (or the man himself, knowing him). Shirtless, he made a lazy path towards the basin.
Hans wouldn't stand for it.
"Don't bother," he said softly, and Henry smiled as if he'd expected to be stopped.
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- Part 18 of Et Nos Cedamus Amori
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24 Jan 2026
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He pitched forward, suddenly nauseous with nothing in his stomach to throw up—not even enough to make bile. Henry was going to die and there wasn't a thing in the fucking world Hans could do to change it. He believed in Henry, he loved Henry, and Henry was going to die because Hans couldn't stop it from happening. He felt Henry's hand reach out for his, squeezing tightly against his knee as he took a harsh, ragged breath. "I'll be back," Henry said gently. "I promise you."
Stupid. His sweet, stupid blacksmith boy didn't believe it either; he just said it, because Hans wanted to hear it. He'd spent the better part of the siege doting on Hans because they were both going to die and God punished Hans by making Henry go first. Henry would die to save Hans and Hans would die because Henry was going to die and they were both stupid dying idiots just like Galehaut and Lancelot.
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- Part 17 of Et Nos Cedamus Amori
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24 Jan 2026
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He crossed out into the courtyard and found exactly who he'd been looking for. Henry was sprawled out on a blanket, deeply asleep, with a golden little lord curled under his arm and drooling lightly onto him. No question of Hynce's paternity in any direction, he mused, then crouched overtop of his dozing boys. "A fine bodyguard, falling asleep with his charge."
"If you'd had a problem with it, you would've told me by now," Henry answered, ably demonstrating that he hadn't been as asleep as he'd looked.
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- Part 12 of Et Nos Cedamus Amori
- Part 3 of Gardens
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24 Jan 2026
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He hadn't thought he would like this. Much like he imagined a maid would do, he'd thought Henry would like it and I'd do it for Henry, buoying at least at the fact that he and Henry could switch if it were truly unbearable. He liked every moment leading up to it, taking unexpected pleasure in unwrapping his page, sometimes slow and teasing, his fingers brushing skin unkissed by the sun let alone laved with his hungry tongue, sometimes frantically, desperate to reach his fingers into the stretch marks where Henry filled out as a man and a warrior as if he could claw open his skin and fuck him from the inside.
He should have known better. If there was some secret quality to fucking Henry that Hans would have to declare unpleasant enough to describe as bravely bearing it, he hadn't found it yet.
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- Part 11 of Et Nos Cedamus Amori
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24 Jan 2026
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"Do you not like kissing?" he asked meekly, and Henry snorted. "Don't laugh at me! You're the one being—why'd you—?" His eyes fluttered closed as Henry leaned up, pushing his tongue between his lips and eating whatever fretful thing he'd been about to say. His hand jumped from his arms to his hair, deepening their kiss until Hans was hard against his thigh and chasing the barest change in friction. When they parted, a line of spit joined their wet lips. "Henry," he gasped, and let himself be turned, pushed towards his bed as his head drifted in a delirious nod, a wordless plea for more. He stared up, his face...soft. Open.
"I like kissing."
"What?"
"You asked if I liked kissing," he said, shivering to see Hans underneath of him. "I do."
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- Part 8 of Et Nos Cedamus Amori
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24 Jan 2026