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  1. Public Bookmark 58

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    Dunk struggles enough with his predicament on his own. When his accidental travelling companion turns out not to be who they said they are it gets worse.

    Your face twists. “Bastard.”
    “Aye!” And there he loses hold of himself. You are ungrateful. Half-naked, saved by him, and ungrateful, speaking to him as if he were some dog that had fouled your shoe. The fever seems to have passed its worst work, but you are still witless. Weak too. Your chest heaves unevenly and your thighs tremble beneath you as if anger alone is keeping you upright. Duncan knows trembling thighs on a woman from other times, and the thought sickens him with its own untimeliness. After it comes one of Ser Arlan’s old lessons on what a man does with insolent little things such as yourself. Before the hand he imagines can fall and meet flesh bent over the knee, his voice raises instead, full-force, and he’s spitting onto his own face. “That bastard hauled your boots off, found you walking on a foot black as rot, cooled your skin, changed your shirt, and sat by whilst you sweated half the fever out. You may curse me now only because of that!”

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    02 Aug 2026

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    24 Jul 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 9

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    No part of Theodora fit on an open battlefield.

    But this—she, this new contender before him—would command it.

    (CasCal Magnae time, everyone. Buckle up.)

    [ Castilla von Valancius by the ever-brilliant InfernalDaydreams ; prose by NadasDirthalen. <3 ]

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    14 Apr 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 70

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    An angel and a Grandmaster walk into a bar...

     

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    09 Mar 2026

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    God, you really do love him like this though.

    “Sorry,” he pants, forehead pressed to yours, dark curls mussed. “I’m sorry, I can’t—I can’t stop. You feel too good, baby, you’re so good.”

    Clark’s voice breaks on the last word like he’s begging you to understand, but the thrust of his hips says otherwise. There's nothing apologetic about the way he’s fucking you—like it’s the last thing he’ll ever do. Like his survival depends on it. The bed’s screaming under the weight of his body, your body, his strength.

    Your spine arches off the bed as his hips slap against yours hard enough to sting, wet and relentless. “Clark,” you gasp, nails raking down his back uselessly. “Don’t stop. Please—don’t stop.”

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    20 Aug 2025