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  1. Public Bookmark 21

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    Shane and Ilya's tension hits a breaking point at the club

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    30 Jan 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 64

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    “Well, what you said was –  a hundred gold. To the man who sticks you best.”

    That peaked Ser Lyonel’s interest at last. He had a wild look about him, gazing up at Dunk through a cascade of salt-and-pepper curls, skin blushed from drink and glistening with sweat.

    “Man. Beast. God. A giant, perhaps.” 

    "Yes, but –" Dunk tried to swallow down the nerves in his throat, “What’d I have to do for that? To stick you best.”

    Lyonel’s lips split into a grin that bared his teeth, a flash of white in the dark.

    “You think you can take the likes of me, lad?” 

    Dunk is completely oblivious to Lyonel coming onto him, until he isn’t.

    Or: many metaphors fit both fighting and fucking in somewhat equal measure.

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    30 Jan 2026

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    “Well?” Ser Lyonel chuckles.

    “Well ser?” Dunk parrots, confused. The lord barks another laugh.

    “Go on then, after her,” he smirks with a shooing motion. Dunk blushes a hearty red.

    “Oh- uh no, no milord I should not,” he stutters out.

    “Why ever the hell not?”

    Duncan has no response beside more blushing and stuttering. Which it seems is response enough.

    Ser Lyonel leans forward again, catching Dunk’s gaze from where he’d lowered it— a wild and delighted smile slowly dawning across his face. Dunk feels his blush reach his ears. I’ve been kissed before, he means to protest, but it sounds childish even in his mind.

    AKA Maiden Dunk gets his world rocked.

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    30 Jan 2026

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    Ilya tucked his smile against Shane’s neck and brought his hand down Shane’s front. “He used to be so boring,” he said to Hunter. “Would not let me fuck him because you were next door.”

    Shane groaned. “You’re such an asshole—that was a long time ago,” he said. “I was trying to be discreet.”

    “Yes, and now look at you,” Ilya said. “Go suck Hunter’s dick.”

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    27 Jan 2026

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    Rozanov poked a finger into Shane’s hip. Shane looked down, breath catching on a gasp at the sight of slowly fading handprint shaped red marks on his hips. Rozanov’s hands. Rozanov had held onto him so closely, fucked into him so hard, that he left marks on Shane’s skin.

    Shane should have been pissed, but really, if he hadn’t just come three times, he’d be hard in an instant. Part of him wished Rozanov had held him even tighter, held him hard enough to bruise.

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    24 Jan 2026