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clink, clink, being this young is art by burgundyshirts
Fandoms: A Knight of the Seven Kingdoms (TV)
23 Mar 2026
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He'd looked him up and down, several times, with the subtlety of a fucking firetruck. But before Aerion could even open his mouth, Aegon had opened his.
"That's Aerion, sir," he'd chirped, looking down at his Nintendo Switch instead of at them. "Second oldest brother. He just turned seventeen!"
Dunk paled like he'd been shot. "Seventeen?"
That had been that.
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In which Dunk is the hired help, and Aerion is down bad barking at the gym for him, pulling no punches.
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Baelor's mouth opened and closed, though his hold on Aerion's hip remained firm, his other hand stretched out and sliding up the other's thigh. "Stay a moment… you have nowhere to be, I'd wager?"
Aerion frowned, lip curling like he had the taste of a nasty little retort on his tongue. "Suppose I don't. You just seem awful eager to be rid of me most other times."
He knew what Aerion looked like when he was fishing for pity, and it stung to know he wasn't doing so when he said such a thing. It was an inarguable fact, and he'd long given up testing that.
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baelor asks aerion to stay the night. -
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He made sure to avoid the bump on Aerion's head as he pet him, fingers grazing down the back of his skull and dragging through where he'd let his hair grow longer on the nape of his neck, almost long enough to twist around a finger. Aerion wasn't any more forthcoming, but his eyes had slid softly shut under Baelor's touch.
He'd not ever seen him like this- not even in the moments after they'd laid together, when Aerion always seemed so intent on wringing every moment of intimacy from him, no matter how hesitant Baelor always was to give any more than what was required in the heat of the moment. He could scarcely believe the boy curled between his knees was Aerion at all- that cruel, cold-eyed young man that had gotten them into this grisly situation in the first place.
Maekar had defanged him for the evening. Tomorrow he would wake spitting venom again, Baelor was sure.
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"You're too bold for your own good," Baelor mutters with a minute shake of his head as though he wasn't leaning in in search of a kiss that Valarr all too happily grants him. It's wet and hungry from the first press of their lips, and Valarr finally works up the courage to fist a hand into his father's coat, holding him between Valarr's legs. "I can't leave you like this, can I?" Baelor asks against the swipe of Valarr's tongue against his teeth, "it'll only invite more trouble."
"You could if you wanted to," Valarr breathes as Baelor's hand shifts against his groin and begins to pull at the tie of his breeches, tugging the strings loose enough to yank them down Valarr's narrow hips. "It won't take long."
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valarr gets eaten out -
No grave can hold my body down / I'll crawl home to him by trmntd
Fandoms: A Knight of the Seven Kingdoms (TV), A Song of Ice and Fire - George R. R. Martin
04 Mar 2026
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Baelor could not look away from Valarr, his gaze fixed upon his face so intensely that it bordered on improper, drinking in every flicker of emotion that crossed his son’s features while his entire frame trembled with the effort of remaining exactly where he stood, of not falling to his knees before him, and keeping his hands to himself when every atom of his being strained toward Valarr like a compass seeking true north.
The thread of his restraint stretched so impossibly thin that the next breath, the next heartbeat, might be the one that finally snapped it entirely.
Baelor finds himself deranged in a moral dilemma over his all-consuming desire for Valarr that threatens everything he holds sacred.
Both duty and honor are put to test as they are pushed to a breaking point.