WHORE
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Origin: Game Of Thrones
Genre: ❤
Warnings: Shy Dom
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Jon's POV
I briskly walk to my room, eager to escape my fellow nights watchmen, they all keep teasing me because I'm a 'pretty boy'.
I go to open my chamber door only to find its been locked from the outside. Slightly confused by the unnatural obstacle, I unlock the door, opening it only to find a naked man standing in the centre of the room, tears streaming down his face in a desperate attempt to cover himself.
Laughing behind me allows me to realise what's gone on, I swiftly turn around and glare at the three men, Ghost at my side snapping at them and chasing them away.
I move into the small room and close the door, allowing some privacy. I almost instantly take off my cloak and pass it to the [H/c] haired boy; he was shaking from the cold.
"Who are you?" I ask warily, and also sighing audibly. My eyes wander to his face and to his [E/c] eyes, noticing how his tears have stopped.
"M-my name's [Y/n], I'm one o-of the new recruits." His voice shook as he spoke, sounding scared yet hollow. How could they do this to him? He's their brother!
"Why did they do this to you?" I press further, lowering my voice slightly and trying to be more comforting with my words. His grip tightens on my cloak that now covers his body, basically drowning his smaller frame in the fabric.
"B-because before I came here, I was a-a w-whore..." He quivers again, seemingly ashamed of himself. I hesitantly place my hand between where his shoulder blades would be if not for the cloak, circling my hand in a form of comfort.
"Seems your not the only one getting picked on, I'm also tormented for the way I look." I sigh, glancing at Ghost who apparently returned, and then back to the floor.
"Tormented? I don't see how, you're really handsome!"
Your Pov
I cut myself off short, giving a hard stare to the ground and mentally stabbing myself for the words that had just escaped my lips. He also stops, shocked by my rather forward observation, I can tell he's looking over to me, I can feel his gaze as his eyes trying to meet mine, though I refuse to look up.
"Thanks, I guess. Its nice not being belittled by 'pretty boy' for once." He tilts his head to the side, giving an assuring smile. I can't help but be very aware of the fact that whenever he turns his head, his black curls bounce in an oddly satisfying way; I really want to pet his hair!
"Heh, I know how that feels." I mutter bitterly, but nonetheless flash a smile to the young crow.
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We had been talking in his room for the past two hours, and in that time he had been back to my room and brought me some clothes; to which I was very thankful.
"So you can braid hair?" I ask, rather astonished by the fact. He didn't strike me the type.
"Yeah, I have a younger sister, so I know a few tricks." He smiles shyly, flushing from embarrassment at the truth of the statement. I let out a rather childish giggle.
"That's adorable, you must be a great brother." I giggle more, attempting to visualise the scene. He flushes darker and stutters a thanks, looking to the floor in embarrassment. Eager to escape the painfully awkward and embarrassing conversation, he looks to the window, my gaze soon following, shocked at the realisation of the darkened sky.
"Well it seems I may have out stayed my welcome." I sigh standing up from my seat at the edge of the man's bed. He shakes his head, too flushed to speak, though the small shy smile remains. Deciding that I feel a tad bit devilish on this evening, I take two powerful strides towards him, acting on reckless desire as I grab his cheeks in either of my hands. Lingering a soft kiss to his forehead, I turn to the door, leaving the room into the small corridor outside. Turning back with one final smile.
"Good night, Jon Snow. May your dreams be sweet."
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Don't know about the ending, but oh well it's done
Recently got into game of thrones
Only on season 2 episode 10
Quite far behind :/
Oh well, enjoy
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