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Ser Duncan the Tall didn't want to be here in first place, he was just looking for someone, anyone, who would know of Ser Arlan of Pennytree and legitimize his claim of knighthood so he could participate in this tourney, its his only way to make a name for himself and finally become a proper knight, not a wondering one anymore. He was just trying to hide from one of the lord who told him to leave, he really did not intend to hide in a closet and he certainly did not intend to hide in the closet of the Golden Heir, the Hand of the King, Prince Baelor Targaryen. He expected even less to witness the other prince, Maekar also walking in, leaking distress omega scent and instantly setting himself onto to his brother's arms for comfort.
~Earlier That Day~
Dunk has been walking around the tourney grounds, going from one tent to another, for hours now, or so Dunk thinks, he has no idea how long has it been, he won't be surprised if that little boy he found in the Inn rip him off his horse and ran away. Dunk felt like he is walking in maze, there are so many colors, so many symbols, so many people and yet none could testify his claim. Dunk was getting more dejected with each second as he go from one tent to another, talking to the knights, the ladies and the lords, there were so many smells it made Dunk's head spin in discomfort.
He was, but a lad of six-and-ten of age, not yet presented, through based on his taller than most his age lad's stature, many assume he would present as a towering alpha or a Beta at most. Dunk would be fine with either, through perhaps its his own bias seeing Ser Arlan, but he hoped he would be a Beta. That, as per what Ser Arlan and everyone around him said, is the most common second gender, and the most simple, he would continue to be as he is, as he always been. But even if he become an Alpha, well thats also fine, Dunk would just try his best to not let his alpha bother others who are weaker than him, he just hope he won't turn out to be an omega. No one seems to think he would be one, but well no one thought Prince Maekar would turned out to be one either, until his late presentation when he was eight-and-ten of age.
Dunk really hope he won't be an omega, even if in their society omegas are very well guarded and lived a life of luxury and comfort, omegas are not allowed to be Knight or Maester or Septon. Everyone says it would be a waste of omegas' rare fertility to let them take any sort of vows of celibacy or put in harm's way. As far as Dunk knows, Prince Maekar might be the only exception of an omega that didn't just learned sword art like knights but actually fought in a war with his brother Prince Baelor Breakspear, Maegor the Cruel would be another example but Dunk still find it hard to believe that that man was an omega. The point is Dunk don't want to be an omega, he want to be a knight, the best knight in Seven Kingdoms if possible, he can't do that if he become an omega, Prince Maekar is a prince of blood, they can get away with anything, he can't.
Dunk was walking around lost in his thoughts when he heard the dreadful voice of the Lord Leo Tyrell, the one man who recognize the name of Ser Arlan and made it very clear that he don't have any faith in Dunk's words and has very bluntly, rather meanly told Dunk to get out of the Tourney and if the lord saw him again he will have the boy beaten and kicked out, this is an important event for Lord Ashford, Lord Leo Tyrell and pretty much whole realm, its the first time anyone is hosting the House Targaryen, and not just House Targaryen but the Prince of Dragonstone and Hand of King Baelor Breakspear and his heir Prince Valarr as well, along with the newly widowed omega Prince, Maekar Targaryen and his kids, Prince Daeron, Prince Aerion and Prince Aegon, no one wants to risk anything bad happening. It hurt but Dunk understand the knight along with everybody at the tourney are at edge, hosting the two Prince of the blood and their kids is not a trivial matter, so he tried not to take it to the heart. But he also know he should not be anywhere near the sight of the Lord of Highgarden and so Dunk wise decide to find a place to hide until the knight get busy with something else.
Dunk really doesn't know where he is, how he ended up here, one moment he was panicking thinking of how to get out of Ser Lord Tyrell's sight and another he walked into the bustling castle, the rest of the events past in blur as Dunk walked in rush, looking around for a place to hide and to make sure no one think him suspicious, the last thing he need right now is someone assuming he is a thief, that sounds like it would be very bad, his knighthood is already in doubt, if people thought him thief, it would be even harder to prove himself.
After walking for what felt like hours, maybe its the high of the blood rush that make him feel so, whatever the reason may be or however long it must be, Dunk push that thought to the very back of his mind as he finally found an empty room and decide to hide in there. Dunk was catching his breath when he heard footsteps approaching the room, he know he can't go out now, specially not when he heard the familiar voice of Lord Leo Tyrell along with Lord Ashford and one unfamiliar but very gentle and kind voice and so Dunk did what he thought to be the best option available to him, he noticed a towering cupboard and hide inside it, praying to any god willing to listen to him that no one finds him and everything go well. But knowing his luck, Dunk really doubt it would be as simple as he desperately hope.
"Well perhaps the young Princes have just delayed." Lord Ashford try to be optimistic. Only to be met with Prince Maekar's uncouth mouth. "Fuck Me! 'Delayed' they are not delayed"
"Do not curse our gracious host brother." Prince Baelor, ever the mediator said with endless patience even Dunk could respect, no wonder Ser Arlan said Prince Baelor is soul of chivalry, and the Seven Kingdom would be safe in his hand.
Dunk watch a group of people enter from inside the closet, and as he thought, there is Lord Leo Tyrell, Lord Ashford along with Prince Baelor Breakspear Targaryen and Prince Maekar Targaryen. Both the prince are just as he had heard, Prince Baelor is very simple in his appearance, a simple doublet and trousers with a simple dark cloak, he didn't have any adornment like most highborn alphas Dunk had seen before and yet Prince Baelor is very.....effortless, Dunk thought from his rather limited vocabulary, Prince Baelor does nothing but stand straight and look at people he is talking with very kindly, as if they are the most important people sharing the most important knowledge, he command respect from whoever is before him, nobles or commons, he is tall, taller than even his brother Prince Maekar, with dark hair that have streaks of silver in them and mismatched eyes that seems to hold endless well of patience. Meanwhile Prince Maekar, is complete opposite of his brother in ever manner, the omega prince is tall, not as tall as his brother, not even as tall as Dunk himself, Dunk thought as he watch the omega prince.
"I said 'fuck me', not 'fuck him'" Prince Maekar hissed, Dunk can smell the worry radiating off the omega from where he is hiding in closet.
Omegas are very rare things in the realm, so even if there is an omega presented amongst the lowborns, all the lords and merchants would jump forward to ward the omega and groom them for either their own alphas or for political allegiance, omegas are highly sought after and guarded due to their extreme fertility, apparently there is no limit to fertility for omegas, Dunk remember Ser Arlan once told him about an omega who lived till five-and-sixty and still was able to give birth to one last child before their death, he don't whether its true or not, but it is true that if any omega is found in a brothel, the brothel owner will be punished very sharply. But Prince Maekar is not like how Dunk imagine or heard the omegas to be like, Prince Maekar had a permanent scowl in his face, he does have pox scars in his face, he seems to have an uncouth mouth, and yet Dunk can't help but think the omega is still the prettiest being he has seen before, with usual Valyrian features, long silver hair that the prince has woven into braids, Dunk noticed the hair appears almost golden in candlelight, he also has soft lilac eyes that reminds him of lilac flowers he has seen during his journey to here, he has grown a well groomed beard that hide much of his pox scars as well, Dunk don't know why the others think any less of Prince Maekar's beauty, Dunk think Prince Maekar is a very pretty and certainly someone Dunk won't be afraid of hurting by mistake, Dunk thought before brushing that thought away from his mind, this is a prince of blood, he can't think of him like this. The prince was also dressed in mourning black, clearly still in his mourning period after his alpha Dame Dyanna Dyane's death, through if Dunk is not wrong the mourning period normally last a year or two, it has been alittle over three years since Dame Dyanna's death, Prince Maekar must have loved her alot if he still mourn her lost.
"Please don't mind my brother, he is worried for his pups, you can leave us now." Baelor said with a gentle smile as Lord Tyrell and Lord Ashford had appeared reluctantly but left as soon as possible, clearly not wanting to be in the presence the most scariest omega of the realm who he is worried sick about his pups' disappearance. Baelor watched the two man leave, Dunk cannot see Baelor's face, only the prince's very tense back leaning against the long table, but he swear the temperature of the room suddenly fall down like its a deep winter night not spring entering summer season.
"That was very rude, brother." Baelor said, sounding way gentler than before, so soft Dunk didn't even thought a man's voice be any more gentle. But Prince Maekar didn't reply or turn back, he stayed standing near the window. In the silence Dunk heard the Prince Baelor sighed softly before calling his youngest brother again.
"Maekar, my heart, come here."
That sentence alot caught both Dunk and Maekar off guard, but Dunk noticed Prince Maekar seems more used to those words, he was more surprised of Baelor saying it in here as he frowned. "I thought you said we are to behave, isn't that why you asked for separate quarters for me and you brother?"
"My love, you know I can't stand to be apart from you for long, I just had to keep my face infront of others." Baelor explained softly, sounding less likely a brother comforting his younger brother and more like an alpha comforting his omega. "Now come here, please, my heart."
Maekar finally turned, his frown deepening, he look like he might break down any moment, Dunk thought watching Prince Maekar as he began walking towards Prince Baelor, and where Dunk assume Maekar would stop infront of the Hand, he didn't he stepped even closer nuzzling into the alpha's crook of neck, still emitting sad omega pheromones, the room now reeks of Saffron, Leather and Amber but its wrong, in ways Dunk can't explain, and now as the omega nuzzle in alpha's arm the room also was enveloped by the alpha's scent of Old Books, Cashmere and Sunflowers.
"I am scared, my pups-" the omega choked, whimpering in the alpha's arms.
"Shh, I know, my love, but have some faith in me," Baelor muttered softly, wrapping his arms around the younger man's waist, pulling him as close to his being as possible, as if he can't bear even an inch of distance from the omega, Dunk thought he should look away or close eyes, and tried, but he can't, he has never in his wildest dream thought he would see an omega like Prince Maekar whimpering in arms of anyone. "They are my pups as well, do you really think I would let anything happen to them?"
Dunk doesn't know what he was thinking but he definitely didn't thought to hide in closet of Prince Baelor's quarter and hearing him claim the Prince Maekar's pups as his own, did he miss something? Dunk tried fanatically to search in his mind whether Prince Baelor was actually in relation with Prince Maekar and the realm just collectively hallucinate their marriages to Lady Jena Donadarrion and Dame Dyanna Dyane respectively, no Dunk is sure Prince Baelor wed Lady Jena and had two sons Prince Valarr and Prince Matarys whereas Prince Maekar wed the female alpha Dame Dyanna Dyane and had six pups, Prince Daeron, Prince Aerion, Prince Aemon, Princess Daella, Prince Aegon and the youngest Princess Rhae, even if Dunk don't know any of royal family member from face there is no way any one in the realm would not atleast know the name of the members of royal family, what is happening here, Dunk thought trying to again in vain to keep his eyes close.
"You shouldn't say that here, isn't you who says thats the walls have ears, brother? What if someone heard, they will take away my pups." Maekar groaned as Baelor's fingers found their way to undo Maekar's belt, stripping him out of his gown while peppering small kisses around the omega's cheeks, jaw, neck and collar. "I won't let them," Baelor growled, his voice sounding very cold, complete opposite of the kind and patient Heir & Hand from before. Dunk can't keep his eyes close, he need to see it, see this version of Prince Baelor that appears to be only for the eyes of his beloved youngest brother. Dunk gulp feeling his breeches tightening as he witness how Prince Baelor undo Prince Maekar's gown just enough to be able to touch the pale as starlight skin of the omega but not stripping him completely, as if the alpha man don't want anyone walking on the omega completely naked.
Dunk bit his bottom lips to suppress any sound as he watched the alpha guide the omega to bend over the long table. The omega look so fragile like this, no one would believe him if he say he saw Prince Maekar of all people like this. They would believe even less if he say how it was Prince Baelor who made his brother like this through his relentless pursuits. Dunk don't want to see it, he want to be as respectful as Ser Arlan taught him to be but he can't help himself, something about the way Prince Baelor's eyes darken with lust and adoration for his brother while Prince Maekar appear all frail and worried in front of him, is not a sight one can ignore. So Dunk watched, he watch how Prince Baelor grind his hips around Prince Maekar's arse while still nuzzling into the omega's neck as his fingers explore the bare skin.
"If only you had presented sooner beloved, we could have been together for all this time, I could freely claim our pups as mine. Just a few days more and than I can have you freely, we will go to Dragonstone and wed in our ways, binding ourselves in blood and than I shall take you to our nest and fuck you until you are heavy again with my pup." Baelor growled possessively, making Maekar whimpered as he hissed. "For fuck sake, do you not think of anything other than my cunt brother?"
"Oh dear brother, ofcourse I do, I think great deal about my duties and councils and realm, but none bring half as much pleasure as the mere thought of having you spread before me like a feast and me fucking you, filling you with my seeds, making you heavy with my pups, Seven save me you look wonderful when carrying my pups brother."
"Brother please, don't say it out loud, my pups are already missing, Daeron could atleast protect himself but Aegon, he is so little, so trusting, I fear for him, its a last thing I want for the paternity of my pups be question right now." the omega whimper again, his fist gripping the table are growing whiter, the alpha's dark eyes soften in devotion and love as he lean down to cradle the omegas face to meet his eyes.
"I assure you brother I won't let anything happen to our pups, lets wait till morrow, I will have Ser Donnel and Ser Roland lead a search party if Daeron and Aegon don't return soon, hell I will ride myself turning the realm upside down to find them." the alpha said, pausing before again capturing the omega's lips again. "Now let me comfort you, beloved, just enjoy being held."
Maekar purred at that, as Baelor bring up the omega's skirt to reveal his slick dripping cunt, Dunk noticed the way Prince Baelor's got darker at that sight as he let out a low growl muttering something under his breath that he didn't caught, Prince Maekar certainly seems not to care much of it as he tried to grind himself back to Prince Baelor's cock in his breeches. Dunk felt his mouth going dry as he gulped painfully, not able to take his eyes off the scene, the sight of Prince Baelor and Prince Maekar like this is already too much, its even more worst for Dunk who has never really seen the coupling acts before.
Dunk saw the way Prince Baelor cupped his cock with his free hand while one hand still held Prince Maekar in the position, spread before him in the long table. Dunk can't help but feel his own cock twitching in his pants, and so he unconsciously mirrored the alpha's actions, he also cupped his cock through his pants, the touch was both painful and somewhat relieving, Dunk watched Prince Baelor undo his belt and pull out his very hard cock from his breeches, and so he repeat the action, or atleast tried to, as clumsy as an inexperienced young lad could. He saw the way the alpha rubbed his thumb over the swollen head of his cock, his eyes firmly set on the whimpering omega spread below him, as if nothing else in this whole world matter to him as he move his hand up and down his cock, Dunk repeat the action on his own cock and almost whimpered at the sensation but bite it down, he could feel the tension building in his body, he feel like he might pee if he keep going, if Dunk is not wrong that sensation might be of the release Ser Arlan spoke of, he had seen Ser Arlan pleasuring himself like this when he couldn't find any woman to pleasure him.
"You are so beautiful my heart, you have no idea how angry I was at our sire, the gods, the fate for being so cruel, keeping you from me, and only to reveal your blessing when its too late and I was just moments away from having to fulfill my marital duty to Lady Jena." Baelor growled possessively pulling his brother closer to him as he slip his cock into the omega's warm soaking cunt, Dunk wonder how many times the princes must have done it for it to be so simple, normally the receiver's cunt needs to be prep, but the alpha infront of him seems to already know of his omega brother's body by soul.
"I wanted to burn the realm the moment I found you presented, and you presented for that bitch Dyane alpha, perhaps thats why the Seven have taken our dragons, for they knew the things I would do to make you mine." Baelor growled burying himself to hilt in his brother's inviting cunt. "Say it beloved? Say yor're mine, only mine."
"All yours, your omega." Maekar nod, Dunk don't even realize what he is doing anymore, its as if his body have a mind of its own as his hand began working himself faster as he watched the way Prince Baelor took Prince Maekar, Dunk hasn't seen an omega like this before, let alone an omega like Prince Maekar, so seeing him like, with his face flushed and eyes hazy, the only sound out of the always scowling mouth right now is just whimpers of pleasure, his knuckled turning white as he kept a firm grip on the table, its as if the omega find it hard to stand on his own, like he would fall and shatter if the alpha let him go, but the alpha seems to not have any such intention of getting his hands off the omega as they keep fucking. There was no other sounds in the chamber other than sounds of flesh slapping on flesh and soft whimpers of the wanting omega and the growls of the possessive alpha until they reach their climax, only than Prince Baelor let his brother go, but even than he kept a firm but gentle grip on his brother's waist setting him down on the table below to make sure he doesn't hurt himself, followed by peppering another round of soft kisses on all over the panting omega's face or any visible skin.
Dunk let out a soft whimper as he cum on his hand and quickly bit down his lips to suppress any other sound coming from him, as he hurriedly tried to clean himself off and putting his cock back inside his pants. When much to his horror the omega startled looking around, Dunk almost thought he is going to die as he watched with wide eyes how Prince Maekar tried to straightened up, even when his legs were still weak, before his eyes set on the closet, it was only than that Prince Baelor was broken out of his daze helping Prince Maekar stand straight.
"What is it brother?" Baelor ask quickly and worriedly, pulling the omega close to his chest once again and leaking his scent to comfort Prince Maekar.
"I thought I heard something." Maekar said fearfully, the reaction seems so out of place in the always scowling but confident omega's face, but Dunk suppose he could understand that if the words get out that all of Prince Maekar's children are sired by his brother Prince Baelor, no one can say for certain what would happen to the omega or his pups.
"Rats, most like." Baelor hummed thoughtfully, even through he did also scan their surrounding with his much darker colder mismatched eyes, its so dark that both eyes seems black as void, Dunk thought as his hand found its way to his sword, he don't know what he is thinking, even with his height and young blood he certainly can't win against two of the best Knights of Seven Kingdoms who have experience from actual war.
"You always seems to think of such things so lightly." Maekar frowned, lightly punching his brother's shoulder making the alpha smiled pulling him closer. Is it even possible to pull the omega any closer, perhaps the Alpha just want to bury himself into his omega's body, Dunk thought, while praying to any god kind enough to listen to his pleas to protect him.
"That's because I know I will cut the tongue of anyone who tried to speak ill of us," Baelor paused thoughtfully, before humming. "But first I will took their eyes for seeing you in ways reserve for only my eyes, hell only our gods know the way I had to restrain myself at just the thoughts of that bitch alpha seeing you waiting in marital bed, a sight thats only for my eyes."
"Have some respect for the death brother, she was still kind enough to care for our pup like her own."
"She didn't need, they are my pups, I certainly care enough of them." Baelor pout nuzzling into his brother's neck again. "Come, lets move to bed, you must be tired from the long journey and your worries." Baelor said leading his brother to the sleeping room. Dunk wait for a long while to make sure neither of the prince are coming out, he stand alert, listening to the sound of the door closing and being locked, and the sound of sheets rustling with soft words muttering, once sure that the princes have fall alseep, only than Dunk come out of the closet and made a mad dash to get as far away from the princes's quarter as possible.
Dunk really don't want to risk to find just how serious Prince Baelor is in his possessiveness. And he want to find even less on what the Dragon Heir and Hand of the King would do to him at finding Dunk hasn't just heard that the Prince Maekar's pups are sired by Prince Baelor from the princes own mouth, but he also has witness the site of the royal omega in its most vulnerable state, a site clearly meant only for the eyes of his elder brother and chosen alpha and not only that, but Dunk also had his first boner and relief at the site of Prince Maekar whimpering half naked under Prince Baelor. God must hate him so much for putting him through this mess. Prince Baelor would surely not just gouge his eyes out and have his tongue it, he would surely have Dunk's hands broken and head off his body if he find out of the sinister thoughts he had regarding Prince Maekar at that site. Dunk wisely choose to keep his mouth shut regarding this matters and hide until he could face the prince, because Dunk recalled Prince Baelor is the only man who would remember Ser Arlan enough to help him.
Gods must hate him alot, Dunk thought whimpering in his minds as he mindlessly wander through the tourney ground, he is hungry too now.