— 𝑫𝑨𝑨𝑹𝑰𝑶 𝑵𝑨𝑯𝑨𝑹𝑰𝑺

❝ — I only have two talents in this world... 𝑊𝐴𝑅 and 𝑊𝑂𝑀𝐸𝑁. ❞

[— 𝑫𝑨𝑨𝑹𝑰𝑶 𝑵𝑨𝑯𝑨𝑹𝑰𝑺 @SuaveSellsword]

𝑰 𝑻𝑶𝑳𝑫 𝑻𝑯𝑬𝑴, “𝑰 𝑨𝑴 𝑫𝑨𝑨𝑹𝑰𝑶 𝑵𝑨𝑯𝑨𝑹𝑰𝑺. 𝑰 𝑨𝑳𝑾𝑨𝒀𝑺 𝑯𝑨𝑽𝑬 𝑨 𝑪𝑯𝑶𝑰𝑪𝑬.”

♛ —𝐷𝑒𝑠𝑐𝑟𝑖𝑝𝑡𝑖𝑣𝑒
♛ — 𝑌𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑒𝑥𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝑤/ 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑒𝑟
♛ — 𝑆ℎ𝑖𝑝𝑠 𝑤/ 𝐷𝑎𝑒𝑛𝑒𝑟𝑦𝑠
♛ — 𝑀𝑎𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚𝑒𝑠

𝑹𝑻?

[— 𝑫𝑨𝑨𝑹𝑰𝑶 𝑵𝑨𝑯𝑨𝑹𝑰𝑺 @SuaveSellsword]

The corner of Daario’s mouth turns up, his face alight with the thrill of mischief.

“Please, reprimand me.”

[— 𝑫𝑨𝑨𝑹𝑰𝑶 𝑵𝑨𝑯𝑨𝑹𝑰𝑺 @SuaveSellsword]

He leans in to her ear and whispers,

“Did you miss me?”

As he draws away, he playfully snags her earlobe between his teeth.

[— 𝑫𝑨𝑨𝑹𝑰𝑶 𝑵𝑨𝑯𝑨𝑹𝑰𝑺 @SuaveSellsword]

#hurt
Hehehehe

[— 𝑫𝑨𝑨𝑹𝑰𝑶 𝑵𝑨𝑯𝑨𝑹𝑰𝑺 @SuaveSellsword]

@KINGOFSEVEN_ // This FC, I- 😵

[— 𝑫𝑨𝑨𝑹𝑰𝑶 𝑵𝑨𝑯𝑨𝑹𝑰𝑺 @SuaveSellsword]

@AceousPyro < identical poles, Daario jerked his head away from Daenerys’s, breaking the kiss... jarring, reflexive, involuntary.

[— 𝑫𝑨𝑨𝑹𝑰𝑶 𝑵𝑨𝑯𝑨𝑹𝑰𝑺 @SuaveSellsword]

@AceousPyro < departed the city, rejected his affections, refused his pleas? When he was on his knees begging, she had turned her back on him. Now, that she had returned, was he to expect the same?

And then, as if they had somehow become two magnets of >

[— 𝑫𝑨𝑨𝑹𝑰𝑶 𝑵𝑨𝑯𝑨𝑹𝑰𝑺 @SuaveSellsword]

As if each press of her lips is constricting him; deadening his breath in his throat, Daario is rendered speechless in this moment.

Instead of a retort, he takes her chin and draws her face upwards, until their lips are aligned. With mischievous eyes, he says,

“And again.”

[— 𝑫𝑨𝑨𝑹𝑰𝑶 𝑵𝑨𝑯𝑨𝑹𝑰𝑺 @SuaveSellsword]

“𝑀𝑖𝑛𝑒,” he says, savoring their closeness. “An interesting word coming from the freer of slaves...”

He runs his thumbs across her wrists.

“I do not want a slave,” he says. “I want a queen... a queen who makes the 𝑐ℎ𝑜𝑖𝑐𝑒 to return to me, again and again...”

[— 𝑫𝑨𝑨𝑹𝑰𝑶 𝑵𝑨𝑯𝑨𝑹𝑰𝑺 @SuaveSellsword]

At this, he crooks his brow.

“Keep going,” he teases. “Always 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡?”

He steps closer until only a thin space remains between them, closeness turning what used to be air into a column of electricity.

“Speak 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 vow, my queen.”

[— 𝑫𝑨𝑨𝑹𝑰𝑶 𝑵𝑨𝑯𝑨𝑹𝑰𝑺 @SuaveSellsword]

He answers the call and steps towards her, as he always does.

“Always?” He says, taking her hand and pressing his lips on the back of it, lips warmed by the fire beneath her flesh. “I thought it was me who swore an oath, not you...”

He’s playing, of course.

[— 𝑫𝑨𝑨𝑹𝑰𝑶 𝑵𝑨𝑯𝑨𝑹𝑰𝑺 @SuaveSellsword]

“I thought flame couldn’t burn a dragon,” he says, wetting his lips. “But, if you must catch fire... let me burn with you.”

[— 𝑫𝑨𝑨𝑹𝑰𝑶 𝑵𝑨𝑯𝑨𝑹𝑰𝑺 @SuaveSellsword]

I love @AceousPyro, that is all, good day

[— 𝑫𝑨𝑨𝑹𝑰𝑶 𝑵𝑨𝑯𝑨𝑹𝑰𝑺 @SuaveSellsword]

Don’t melt, he prefers her all in one piece.