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Fandom(s): Skyrim
WARNINGS: gayness, bxb, MAJOR cursing, crack-fic.
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Brynjolf looked up at the moons, crossing his legs. He was thinking about how much he could've been getting done recently- marks to get, gold to swipe- but for the 'distractions' hat had been swamping him for the past week.
And that distraction was: dick. So much dick. Not only was the new guild master the sexiest man alive, but that new recruit was also fine as fuck. He wanted the thicc dicc. However, there was only one thing in his way.
The guild master... was never in the fucking cistern. He came up with a plan to finally get that sweet dicc.
He would corner the guild master- by wooing him relentlessly.
And this, my friend, is why he came charging up to Windstrand Manor, carrying a satchel full of rare gems, foods, and flowers. He planned to give these items to the guild master, and then the start of his massive plan would commence.
He walked into the home, only to be pulled into a warm hug.
"Hello dear." The guild master whispered, smiling. Brynjolf stared around confusedly. "Wot?"
"What do you mean? Can I not hug my husband?"
"...What?" Brynjolf asked. "We've been married for like, ten years, Bryn." "Oh."
THE END
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Thank you for reading this chapter! I hope you enjoyed.
People involved in writing this:
Shane
Endy
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