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Dictatious goes to Eunice Ashe was working. “I got orders from Gunmar. You are patrol duty today.”
Eunice growled slowly, rising to his feet. He glowered down at Dictatious.
"....." he said nothing, but grabbed his spear and rose to his feet.
Eunice eyebrows rose in shock as Milo openly touched his beard.
This was the most suggestive thing a wormbeard could do, it was a deeply sexual, deeply intimate gesture, and it had Eunice grinning at how brash Milo was.
"There's a curtain and bed over there." Eunice rose from his cot, that same sly grin plastered on his face, "Follow me."
Milo let out a lustful growl. He can see the healers shaking their heads, being the advisors son and Gunmar’s general there is nothing they can do.
Milo sat on the cot, waiting for Eunice to close the curtains.
He let out quiet moans. Mix with pleasure and pain. He move his hips with Eunice, causing the bed under them to rock.
Milo’s spikes were already up behind his back. He can feel both his dicks eager to get attention. He reaches down and begin to rub himself.
He let out hisses and moans between Eunice hand.
Eunice pulled out until the head was tugging at Milo's rim. He moved his hips in a hard rhythm.
His fingers lowered and he began to jerk off one of Milo's cocks.
"You're a good whore for me, Galadrigal." Eunice whispered into his ear, "Keep this up, I might have to make you all mine."
Margie had finished cleaning herself off and went to get her clothes. She looked up at a hole in the ceiling of the cave and noticed there was a full moon. Her eyes widened in horror.
The door opened, Eunice walked in with a tray.
"We had tuna tonight, thought I'd bring you a---"
He stopped, freezing in horror at what he saw.
Why is it you follow Morgana? Powerful she may be, but she is a human. A fleshbag. Food. What is it about her that earns your reverence?
"You are mistaken if you think Morgana is human. She wears a human's skin the way you or I would wear a cloak to conceal ourselves. She is an Eldritch Creature, her magic comes from the plane beyond worlds, and she is one of the beasts that dwell in those dark dimensions."
(Iben sat down, staring at the heartstone, she had never really got to admire her work until now)
No one thought I could do it. I wonder what else I could do if I push my limits
"Who knows." Magog said, watching his brother, "But one things for certain. You definitely have our Underlord's attention now."
I am aware of what I've done.
(Iben sighed)
Its not my fault everyone doubted me
Gog mustered up his courage, and stepping forward, touched the Heartstone.
"It's so...warm."
(Good!Gunmar AU)
Margie realized she hasn’t bathed in a while and went to a nearby hot spring to clean herself off as she likes warm water.
Gunmar was already in the hot spring, nude, his kilt and cape draped over a series of rocks.
"Come in." He rumbled to her, "The water is infused with heartstone."
"You have been patient, in waiting for your quests." Gunmar said, "You are determined to prove yourself and court me."
He chuckled,
"Are you sure you don't want a troll closer to your own age?"
Margie shook her head. “No. I only have eyes for you.” She smiled, letting out a blush.
"Have you never been twitterpated before? Surely there are trains back home who caught your attention."
He wove his claws through her hair, unraveling the tangles with well practiced fingers.
“No I haven’t…” Margie said sadly. “Steam locomotives are rare these days, and there aren’t any of my age besides me… Even when I did catch my eye for someone, they rejected me…” She leaned back into his touch.
"I see." Gunmar rumbled, allowing her to focus her weight against his hands.
(Good!Gunmar AU)
Margie realized she hasn’t bathed in a while and went to a nearby hot spring to clean herself off as she likes warm water.
Gunmar was already in the hot spring, nude, his kilt and cape draped over a series of rocks.
"Come in." He rumbled to her, "The water is infused with heartstone."
"You have been patient, in waiting for your quests." Gunmar said, "You are determined to prove yourself and court me."
He chuckled,
"Are you sure you don't want a troll closer to your own age?"
Margie shook her head. “No. I only have eyes for you.” She smiled, letting out a blush.
"Have you never been twitterpated before? Surely there are trains back home who caught your attention."
He wove his claws through her hair, unraveling the tangles with well practiced fingers.
“Gunmar I wanted to make a physical apology” mace had entered the main room, he was in the red robe that he made himself.
He sat on Gunmars lap, holding onto his husband shoulders.
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Gunmar cocked his head to one side, curiosity flickering in his lone eye.
"Physical Apology?" He repeated.
“Yea, if you would allow me to” Mace looked into the lone eye, setting a hand onto Gunmars cheek.
His face went underneath Gunmars chin, waiting for permission.
"I do not like sharing you." Gunmar admitted, "I will never be fully at peace with it. But I cannot ask you to change your heart."
He gripped Mace's chin and tilted it upward.
"If you wish to be close to me, all you need to is ask."
Maces eyes soften before placing his lips onto the warlords, he knew that his heart was shared between 3 people, but he loves all 3 of them as equally as he can.
His mouth lowered to Gunmars neck, snuggled and nuzzling it, making small jitters and chuffs
Gunmar returned his nuzzles, brushing his brow against Mace's, touching their foreheads together. He rumbled out a low growl of affection.
"Is the baby with Magog?"
(Good!Gunmar AU)
Margie realized she hasn’t bathed in a while and went to a nearby hot spring to clean herself off as she likes warm water.
Gunmar was already in the hot spring, nude, his kilt and cape draped over a series of rocks.
"Come in." He rumbled to her, "The water is infused with heartstone."
"You have been patient, in waiting for your quests." Gunmar said, "You are determined to prove yourself and court me."
He chuckled,
"Are you sure you don't want a troll closer to your own age?"
Its genetic.
(Iben tilted her head)
No one has done it before? It was a mere transfiguration spell
The brothers stared at her in shocked disbelief.
"You're serious." Magog said, "You have no idea what you've done."
(Good!Gunmar AU)
Margie realized she hasn’t bathed in a while and went to a nearby hot spring to clean herself off as she likes warm water.
Gunmar was already in the hot spring, nude, his kilt and cape draped over a series of rocks.
"Come in." He rumbled to her, "The water is infused with heartstone."
Margie let out a small blush, removing her clothes and ponytail before joining Gunmar in the hot spring. “This is nice.” She said as the warm water surrounded her body where she was neck-deep.
"The waters of the Eternal Night Heartstone are almost as potent as the rays of The heartstone in Heartstone Trollmarket." Gunmar explained, leaning back against a rock with his elbows propped back.
“Heartstone Trollmarket? Where’s that?” Margie asked, dunking her head underwater to get her hair wet before resurfacing. She used her fingers to get rid of any knots and tangles that could’ve been left from her lack of cleanliness.
"It's in a distant land called 'America'" Gunmar replied. He shifted in the water, presenting his back to her.
He was inviting her to groom his mane.
“Oh! That’s the continent where I used to live! The Baltimore & Ohio Railroad is from there as well!” Margie remarked as she began to comb Gunmar’s mane with her fingers.
Gunmar rumbled as her fingers ran through his warm mane. It was rare he permitted anyone other than Bular to groom him.
"You're from that country and you don't know about its mightiest heartstone?" Gunmar sounded bemused.
“No one told me!” Margie explained, still combing his mane. “It was never brought up!”
"I've long considered traveleing beneath the ocean to visit the heartstone, and sample it myself. But that would require leaving my post."
Gunmar leaned back into her touch, nearly knocking her over.
“Oof!” Margie giggled steadying herself. “One day I’ll call my father, and if he’s willing, he’ll take us there via ship.”
"Have you been in contact with your father? I know you worried him by running away to live here." Gunmar pointed out, turning, he gestured for Margie to turn around, it was his turn to reciprocate.
Im a troll, like you
(Iben couldn't tell if he was joking or not)
And I can assure you, I'm not the offspring of morgana
"Then how did you come by such power?" demanded Gog, "No troll in history has ever been able to forge heartstone!"
"Gunmar is going to keep you very close." Magog added.
(Iben approached the trolls that had previously laughed at her at the pub at the mere idea of her creating a heartstone)
Lovely colour, isn't it?
Magog jumped and Gog gripped him, the two looking at her.
"What ARE you?" Magog murmured, "A child of Morgana?"
(Iben's body began to absorb some of the heartstone. Soon iben was a pure shade of snowy white again. She breathed a sigh of relief)
The next day, thralls gathered around the new heartstone, trolls who hadn't been replenished in centuries, some who had been born in the Darklands and never seen a heartstone.
Gog and Magog stare in wonder at the Heartstone, the brothers keeping their distance. They want to get close, but are dubious about it.
then & now ♡
(Iben held onto his hand tightly, struggling to stay upright)
Gunmar guided her over to the heartstone, lifting her hand and placing it against it.