Adult Content Warning

This work could have adult content. If you continue, you have agreed that you are willing to see such content.

If you accept cookies from our site and you choose "Yes, Continue", you will not be asked again during this session (that is, until you close your browser). If you log in you can store your preference and never be asked again.

  1. Tags
    Summary

    He also recalled the time when Hightower had used nothing but vanilla oils. Ah, those were the days. Jon had only ever encountered such scents in the past on the beautiful noble ladies he had forced into intercourse. They smelled sweet, and perhaps that was what drew him to them, like a bee to a flower.

    It embarrassed him, for he had no taste for men, yet in those days he would sometimes stand a little closer to Ormond only to catch a stronger whiff of the scent that clung to his skin. How he longed, in those moments, to force Ormund’s legs apart and bury his face between them, or, while taking him from behind, to breathe in the scent of his neck and brush the tip of his nose against those dark curls.

    Ormund offered little resistance, which Jon took as consent. Though he didn't strictly need consent... forcing his own liege lord could be risky. Besides, Bold Jon would have staked his own hand on the fact that Lord Ormund actually desired him, and that he was interested in men. No man who adored women spent hours soaking in aromatic baths...

    Language:
    English
    Words:
    3,961
    Chapters:
    1/1
    Comments:
    4
    Kudos:
    33
    Bookmarks:
    6
    Hits:
    461