ᅟᅟbaelor.

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⠀⠀ ⠀ᅟᅟ⠀⠀ ⠀ᅟᅟ⠀⠀ ⠀ᅟᅟ⠀⠀ ⠀ᅟᅟ⠀⠀ ⠀ᅟᅟ⠀⠀ ⠀ᅟᅟ

[ᅟᅟbaelor. @moderspear]

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　　 　ﾞ　𝐛𝐚𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐫 ﹒　ᴮᴿᴱᴬᴷ𝚂𝙿𝙴𝙰𝚁
　　modern au 　 ⠀⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯
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[ᅟᅟbaelor. @moderspear]

come. this place is reserved for you.

[ʀʜᴀᴇɢᴇʟ .ᐟ @soveszaldrizes]

Excuse me, sir?

[ Points at his lap. ]

Is that seat taken?

[ᅟᅟbaelor. @moderspear]

i start touch myself. i just try to control myself so i don’t seem so needy.

[ʀʜᴀᴇɢᴇʟ .ᐟ @soveszaldrizes]

[ Oh, dear gods—this man . . . ]

You get hard when you see me angry, hear me yelling, and . . . when I smash expensive headphones? 🫣

[ᅟᅟbaelor. @moderspear]

⠀⠀ ⠀ᅟᅟ @tragicuspoet

[‍ ‍ՙ 𝕾𝐀𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐒‍ ‍ ‍‍ 𝕿𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐔𝐄 ‍, ♱ @hellslyrics]

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀that boy is mine .

[ᅟᅟbaelor. @moderspear]

⠀⠀ ⠀ᅟᅟ @lykirizaIdrizes

[֯ ⁎ 𓉸ྀི @doverots]

eternity, noun: infinite time; duration without beginning or end. to live in order to die and then start again.

[ᅟᅟbaelor. @moderspear]

yes, i do. my dick gets hard.

[ʀʜᴀᴇɢᴇʟ .ᐟ @soveszaldrizes]

Also wondering if Baelor still likes my voice when I'm angry and yelling through the team radio . . . on live TV. 🫣❓️

[ᅟᅟbaelor. @moderspear]

our bed, you can talk that way now.

[ʀʜᴀᴇɢᴇʟ .ᐟ @soveszaldrizes]

Yeah, I would love to be in your arms, too.
Let's go to your bed?

[ᅟᅟbaelor. @moderspear]

cuddle**
.// wtf is happening to me

[ᅟᅟbaelor. @moderspear]

can i choose a curddle? i want you in my arms.

[ʀʜᴀᴇɢᴇʟ .ᐟ @soveszaldrizes]

Well, I was thinking . . . maybe a cuddle, with me? Or a hot makeout session, also with me?

[ᅟᅟbaelor. @moderspear]

yes, i do. is hot, like your voice and your smile, it makes me want to fuck you and make you cry moaning my name.

[ he holds rhaegel’s face between his hands and stares at his eyes. ] call me darling now.

[ʀʜᴀᴇɢᴇʟ .ᐟ @soveszaldrizes]

You really love to see me beg, don't you?

[ His cheeks had gotten all pink once again especially after being addressed as Baelor's sweet love. ]

Please, my darling . . . I want your love all to myself.

[ᅟᅟbaelor. @moderspear]

good boy. that’s what i want. now why this sudden interest in knowing the north?

[‍ ‍° 𝖉𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐚𝐧 @tragicuspoet]

i remember, sir and i will keep my words.

[ᅟᅟbaelor. @moderspear]

avy jorrāelan, rhaegel.

[ he kissed his lips, his fingers caressing hia nape, slowly touching his skin. a calm, passionate kiss. ]

do with me what you want.

[ʀʜᴀᴇɢᴇʟ .ᐟ @soveszaldrizes]

With the way you're saying it to me right now, I might just end up doing it . . .

[ He moaned out softly against Baelor's lips as his ass was squeezed, and his hands moved up to his brother's chest to play with the buttons of his shirt. ]

Please, lēkia . . . say it to me again.

[ᅟᅟbaelor. @moderspear]

all my love? just for you? how possessive... beg for it, my sweet love.

[ʀʜᴀᴇɢᴇʟ .ᐟ @soveszaldrizes]

You.
I need . . . all of you.
I want you to be just mine.

[ᅟᅟbaelor. @moderspear]

@turnedmalice “ maybe this makes me even more perfect before your eyes, am i wrong? ”

he looks up, gently rubbing his chin against the spot he had bitten, slowly opening his mouth as requested.

[ᅟᅟbaelor. @moderspear]

i need wine.

[ᅟᅟbaelor. @moderspear]

how?

[ʀʜᴀᴇɢᴇʟ .ᐟ @soveszaldrizes]

. . . We need to unbore you asap, lēkia.

[ᅟᅟbaelor. @moderspear]

that is boring.

[ᅟᅟbaelor. @moderspear]

tell me.. what do you need? i want to hear.

[ʀʜᴀᴇɢᴇʟ .ᐟ @soveszaldrizes]

I need you, lēkia . . . so fucking badly.

[ᅟᅟbaelor. @moderspear]

@turnedmalice “ and what you want now? ”

he held his thighs, squeezing them slowly as he brought his lips close to the fabric, biting down on the bulge.

“ just say that you love to see me beg. ”

[ᅟᅟbaelor. @moderspear]

and keep it up. you agreed to stay close to me, remember?

[‍ ‍° 𝖉𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐚𝐧 @tragicuspoet]

( blinked )

i don't think there is anyone who dares getting in your way, sir.

[ᅟᅟbaelor. @moderspear]

all my love? so you want to lock me up and keep me in your bedchambers? you know i like that.

[ he kissed his lips, squeezing his waist and then his ass. ]

avy jorrāelan, rhaegel.

[ʀʜᴀᴇɢᴇʟ .ᐟ @soveszaldrizes]

You can call me greedy or whatnot, but . . . I want your love all to myself.

[ His own hands were caressing Baelor's sides lovingly, and that brief kiss from his brother was returned with a deeper one. ]

Avy jorrāelan, Baelor.
( I love you, Baelor. )