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𝕴𝖓𝖙𝖗𝖔𝖉𝖚𝖈𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓 // 𝕯𝖊𝖈𝖑𝖆𝖓 𝕳𝖚𝖌𝖍𝖊𝖘

Muse: Declan Hughes

FC: Matthew Daddario

Age: 31

Title: Master of Laws

Kingdom: Nok

#{{ ✧ 𝔦𝔫𝔱𝔯𝔬𝔡𝔲𝔠𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫 ;; }}

darreth-thehand·:

Maybe perhaps when Darreth had friends, things became sexual easily. It was something he liked to do when he could do it. Lord knew being the Hand of the King did keep him busy. But aside from teaching others how to fight, training himself to be a better fighter, reading new material, and enjoying different foods, Darreth liked having sex. It was good to have friends he could be casual with, have sex without making their friendship weird. And it had been a while since he and Declan last saw one another, so they were bound to find themselves in one another’s embrace sooner or later before Darreth needed to return to King Mathias’ side. Still, it was nice to be away for a short period of time, for them to spend some time together. “Mmmmm, I like being alone with you,” Darreth confessed while he kissed the other, feeling his warm embrace around his neck when Declan wrapped his arms around his shoulders. He caressed Declan’s big thighs and moved around to cup his large ass. As much as he wanted to right now, in the carriage, the rider upfront would hear it all. He’d settle for making out and holding his friend for now. “Did you really miss me that much, Decc?” Dar asked when he pulled back just to kiss at the other’s neck, “Or do you jest to get into my pants?” He could feel Declan do the same thing to his neck and it made him moan, then he pulled back to kiss him again. “What do you say to us returning to your stay after shopping, and making up for lost time?”

Declan kept on kissing and nipping at Darreth’s neck for a moment before pulling away so he could look at his handsome face again. “You should know, Darreth, that I always mean what I say.” Deccy giggled and started to bounce up and down on Darreth’s lap, kissing him and smiling. “What do you think I am? Some whore?”, Deccy joked, making an overly dramatic face. “How dare you!” He stared into Darreth’s eyes through narrowed slits before breaking into laughter and leaning in to kiss him again. “I think you know the answer, Dare. You know this ass is yours.” It was so nice to have such a close friend who he could also have his way with. It was the best of both worlds. Things weren’t messy with Darreth and for Declan, that was saying a lot. He could be very chaotic but Darreth knew how to handle that. “So, you’re saying I have to wait?”

#darreth-thehand

remyxtroy·:

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lately, there has been an influx of various visitors at the castle. remy wasn’t exactly sure how to feel about being assigned to so many nobles when the royal family should be his first priority. alas, he couldn’t exactly refuse the direct orders given to him. remy valued his job far too much to risk the consequences of insubordination. not that he was even capable of such. on the bright side, he got to meet a multitude of handsome foreign dignitaries — all of which seemed quite pleased with his company and service. they even had so many exquisite ways of thanking remy for providing them with nothing but an optimum experience during their stay in ondera.

his last clientele for the day happened to be an influential noble from the kingdom of nok. judging by the gossip and giggles from the staff members who’ve tended to him recently, the man seemed to be quite a feast for the eyes. what better way for remy to see for himself if these rumors were true and behold every delicious inch than to prepare a bath? with a smirk tugging at his lips, remy knocked at the door before entering the master of law’s room once given verbal approval. the gentleman gave himself a quick second to marvel at the beautiful creature in the tub. “my lord,” remy spoke with a small bow, remembering his manners and the conduct of a servant. “i do hope you are enjoying your stay thus far. i took the liberty of arranging this for you as to aid in your slumber for the evening.”

After a moment of silence, there was a knock at the door. “You may enter”, he slurred, still staring out of the nearby window and up at the moon. Honestly, he hadn’t known who to expect but he was very comfortable with himself and he didn’t mind being fully exposed, no matter who it was. But as the stranger rounded the corner and stepped into his line of sight, Deccy turned his head and smiled. “Hello there”, he purred, staring up at the young and handsome red head. It was clear by his reaction that the other liked what he saw. And the feeling was mutual. Gents were almost always exceptionally handsome but this one? He was a dream. Deccy put his hands behind his head, flashing the other a seductive smile. “Well, aren’t you sweet. Very, very sweet. Delicious, really.” Deccy held up a couple of fingers and motioned for the other to approach him. “Come sit with me, handsome. You can help me wash off.”

#remyxtroy

gentlemanalistair·:

xxx

Alistair rolled his eyes. “I don’t have to do anything you say, older brother.” Alistair mumbled as he shook his head. “Last time I checked I’m a gentleman in waiting for the royal family, not you.” He let Deccy pull him towards the exit, shrugging his shoulders. “It was alright,” Alistair said with a hum. “Just been training to be the best gentleman in waiting that I could be.” Which considering his tendency of tripping and ended up in the most embarrassing of situations? Wasn’t exactly high tier. “Did you enjoy your studies?” Alistair asked.

It absolutely made sense that Deccy’s baby brother had become a gent. He had always been a people pleaser. Especially when it came to Declan. Yet, he did seem a tad more bold these days. “I made the most of it, Ali. But I’m happy to finally be out of school and finally doing something important. It’s been a long time coming.” Deccy reached over and grabbed his brothers hand, swinging it happily as they walked down the street. “Look at us, Ali. We’ve really made something of ourselves, haven't we? And now that we’re together again, perhaps we can get our relationship on the mend. Would you like that, baby brother?”

#gentlemanalistair

motherlypiers·:

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Piers let out a chuckle. “Well, after the death of my aunt I haven’t exactly been able to do the same parties.” Piers explained with a shrug of his shoulders. “Although I do hope to start getting back more into the social scene now, as you can tell.” Piers explained with a smile. “I suppose I can’t stay hidden away forever, you know?” Piers asked with a gentle smile on his face as he laughed softly.

“I’m so sorry for hear that, darling”, Dec commented, unable to think of another response. If anything, Piers didn’t seem to be too hung up about it. “Well, I for one am glad you’ve decided to come out tonight.” Declan reached out, grabbed, Piers’ hand and gave it a kiss, practically purring as he did so. “You’re very sweet, Piers. I like you.”

#motherlypiers

darreth-thehand:

“I do. It’s lovely,” the Hand said, and nodded that it was kind of King Mathias to allow him a bit of time off. Ever since becoming the youngest Hand of the Rhormish King, Darreth devoted a lot of his time to tending to the King’s needs, and the needs of their kingdom. So it was nice to be able to return home for a bit to spend time with Declan during his visit. He brushed the other’s hair and enjoyed the feeling of its soft strands on his fingertips. “You should come to Dele for a bit when I return, that way we can spend more time together. Well, when my time can allow it.” He closed his eyes and kissed the other back, giving him a bit of a small smirk. “Seems like you’ve really missed me,” he teased, and since they were the only ones in the carriage, Darreth pulled the other onto his lap to sit him there. He reached for the carriage window curtains to shut them. They had a bit of time on this trip to catch up with one another physically. “You look radiant as ever. Seems like you change every time I see you. In a good way.” Darreth connected their lips for another kiss, keeping the other close to his body, his hands on Declan’s rounded posterior as they made out with each other.

Declan practically purred when Darreth started to run his fingers through his hair. “Well then, looks like someone can’t get enough of me”, he teased with a playful wink. “I’m kidding. You know I’d love to spend more time with you, Dare.” Deccy grunted a little when Darreth pulled him onto his lap, giggling like a schoolboy when he reached over to shut the curtains. Deccy threw his arms around Darreth’s strong shoulders and leaned in to nuzzle him sweetly.

Deccy let his hands find the back of Darreth’s neck and he pulled him close as he started to kiss him again. His hips began to rock and he pressed his cheeks into the other’s hands. “You’re so sweet to me”, he purred, the tips of his fingers running up the nape of Darreth’s neck. He started to leave a trail of sweet kisses from Darreth’s lips down to his neck. “I’m so happy to finally have you alone”, Deccy whispered as he nipped and sucked on Darreth’s flesh.

#darreth-thehand

closed for @remyxtroy

Earlier that day, in Ondera, Declan had visited with King Oberon to negotiate a trade deal. It was pretty a pretty standard and uneventful meeting but Declan was exhausted, nonetheless. He’d taken on a lot since being appointment Master of Laws in his homeland of Nok. The constant traveling took a lot out of him. Luckily, King Oberon had been extremely accommodating, putting him up in his own suite and throwing in every luxury he had to offer. Deccy, being the diva he was, took full advantage of the King’s hospitality.

After the sun had gone down and he’d made his way back to his room, he noticed he’d been drawn a bath. The water was topped off with rose petals and it smelled of fresh lavender and lemon. “How delightful”, Deccy hummed, slipping out of his clothes and into the warm water. “Mm.” Declan closed his eyes for a moment, breathing in the water’s scent and the fresh air that came from an open window nearby.

#{{ ✧ 𝔠𝔩𝔬𝔰𝔢𝔡 ;; }}#remyxtroy

gentlemanalistair:

xxx

Alistair let out a huff and wanted to point out that he was the one who started picking on him. But instead, Alistair merely took a deep breath and decided be the bigger person. “Yeah, yeah,” Alistair mumbled, obviously his feelings were still a little hurt. “I can tell that you missed me so much.” Alistair said with a snort and a roll of his eyes. “What have you been up to, other then your little promotion?”

It was painfully obvious that Declan’s little brother was pissed off. And while that amused him, Deccy actually cared to catch up with Ali. So he’d lay off of it, for now. He’d made his point. “Again with the over dramatics. You really must calm down.” Deccy looked around for a moment before reaching out and grabbing his brother’s hand and pulling him towards the exit. Once outside, Deccy began to lead his brother down the street. “Sorry, it was far too loud in there”, he explained as they continued to walk. “I’ve been at school for the better part of a decade. How about you?”

#gentlemanalistair

motherlypiers·:

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Piers nodded his head as he continued to dance with the other. “I am as well. The Hughes is a pretty big name I believe.” Although Piers supposed that they might have ran in different circles after his aunt passed. “Do you come around here often?” Piers asked the other as he moved to spin the other man gracefully.

“I would defintiely say so”, Deccy confirmed, flashing the other a smile. He definitely knew of house Petras. They had attended plenty of their parties. And vice versa. Perhaps they just hadn’t ever had the change to meet. Or maybe they had and neither remembered. It had been many years since Declan had been home in Nok. “I do!”, he answered, letting Piers spin him around. “How about you, handsome Piers. Where have you been hiding?”

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darreth-thehand·:

Darreth and Declan knew one another when the Hand had the chance to study abroad for some time in his youth. Having parents that moved up the social ladder and became nobles, he was offered the chance to study well. Bearing in mind, Darreth wasn’t the best student, but he got to travel and meet some interesting people. One of them being Declan. One would think he and Declan were an unlikely pair to be friends. They were just so different in personality types. But the Gods had a funny way of making things happen. Declan was one of the people Darreth trusted with his life. The other was visiting Rhorm and Darreth go clearance to travel through a portal and be with him for a few days during his visit. To see how excited Declan was to meet with Darreth again was an understatement. But Darreth was excited to see him too. And the first thing on the agenda for the day was a trip to the market. Declan liked to shop, and even though Dar himself had a specific style, he didn’t mind entertaining the other’s desire to buy new clothes and trinkets. He held the other close in the carriage as they travelled down the dirt road toward the market where the nobles shopped. “I’ve missed you,” he replied, and chuckled at the kiss on his cheek. The Hand gave Declan a kiss on the lips. “Mmmm, I’m very excited. It’s been a while since you and I have done anything together. I like what you’ve done with your hair.”

It wasn’t very often that Declan got butterflies. But whenever he was around Darreth he couldn’t help but get all giddy inside. There weren’t many people who were equipped to handle Declan. He was quite the handful. Most men were intimidated by his chaotic nature. But not Darreth. He knew just how to handle him. “You like it?”, Deccy hummed, leaning in to give Darreth another kiss on the lips. He held it there for a moment, hands wrapped around the other’s forearm. “It’s a little longer these days. I definitely think it suits me.” Always so humble, Declan was. “I’m so happy I’ll get to keep you for a few days. The king is so kind for allowing it.” Declan leaned in to kiss Darreth yet again, his head resting on the other’s shoulders as he began to make out with him. Dec always found it difficult to keep his lips off of Darreth when he was around.

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gentlemanalistair·:

xxx

“It’s kind of hard not to when your own brother is talking about how small of a role you play.” Alistair pointed out with a shake of his head, trying to stop himself from getting overly emotional. “And don’t act like you’re doing this to help me. You’re just like them. Just like our parents. Nothing but a bully.” Alistair said with a huff.

Honestly, Declan never quite understood why his little brother was so sensitive. Why he let things get to him the way he did. Declan couldn’t relate to that. “Awe”, Declan taunted, making an overly exaggerated frowny face. “You think this is me bullying you? I think you underestimate me, Ali.” Deccy contnued to dance, drunkenly stumbling around. “Now can you please stop being so dramtic and ruining our little reunion?”

#gentlemanalistair

motherlypiers·:

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Piers let out a chuckle as he nodded his head, shivering as he felt that hand brushing against his chest. “And my name is Piers of the house of Petra.” Taking the man’s hand, he lead the other towards the dance floor. He decided to pick a side that wasn’t as populated, and turned around to begin dancing with the other. “I will say, it’s been awhile since I’ve had a partner that wasn’t my uncle that I was dancing with.”

Declan meant what he’d initially said. He wasn’t the greatest dancer. But, he was just drunk enough to not care. He wouldn’t pass up an opportunity to get close to a cute boy. “Your uncle, huh. Interesting.” Declan was curious but he decided to move past it. For now. “You said you’re house Petra, correct? I am of house Hughes. I’m honestly suprised we’ve never run into each other before.”

#motherlypiers

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Matthew Daddario photographed for RAW 2017.

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gentlemanalistair·:

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Twirling once more in their dance, Alistair could now see his brother’s true colors shining. Now that they could whisper without prying ears. “I thought…That getting away from our parents and getting a position like this would make you into a better guy. I see that isn’t the case.” Alistair mumbled, hands going to his brother’s shoulders as he stumbled on another step. “Why are you always saying mean things like that to me?”

This is what Deccy lived for. Seeing the rise he got out of people. Sure, it was sick and twisted. But a part of his nature, nonetheless. “Why are you always taking everything to heart?” Declan couldn’t stop himself from smiling, even though he knew he had taken things too far. “You’re not a little kid anymore, Alistair. It’s time to grow up." Declan took a couple step twoards his brother, placing his hands on his shoulders. "I’m helping you. Helping give you a thick skin.”

#gentlemanalistair

motherlypiers·:

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Piers flushed as he heard the other man’s words. “Well…Darling,” Piers said as he leaned forward to whisper into the other man’s ears. “Let’s not forget our manners and remember to thank people who give us back our money, okay?” Piers said it sickly sweet and sarcastically, the smile on his face never leaving. Piers was normally sweet as can be, but Piers couldn’t help but to tease the other a bit. “Fine. Please sir, may I have this dance?” Piers asked as he offered his hand to the other once more. He could feel his aunt practically rolling over in her grave, yelling at him that it’s not how a proper ‘lady’ of etias should speak.

There it was. That conviction he’d asked for. Declan liked someone who could throw shade right back at him. How else could the boy have his fun? “Thank you, handsome”, he purred, running a hand over the blonde’s chest. “Yes. Yes you may.” Deccy took the other’s hand an stood up from his seat, waiting for the other to lead him onto the floor. “I’m Declan, by the way. Or Dec. Or Deccy. Whichever suits your preference.” Declan turned a bit, finishing his ale and throwing the mug down onto the bar. “Well then. Lead me.”

#motherlypiers

gentlemanalistair·:

xxx

Alistair flushed when his brother informed him that confidence is key. Alistair supposed that when you looked like Deccy? That was probably easy. He was the perfect son. The one everyone always wanted to be around. Nothing like his clutz of a brother. Alistair flushed more at his brother’s snide remarks, before looking down. “It’s nothing to be ashamed of. I get to help people!” Alistair said with a shake of his head. “Besides…I got my position first.” Alistair mumbled, knowing that had been a sore spot for his parents since they always thought their golden boy would be the first one from their House to catch the royal family’s eyes.

Deccy laughed at his brother’s response. There was a hint of assurance in his voice now. Deccy liked to see people fight for themselves. Even when they clearly had no idea how. “Say it with your chest, baby brother”, he teased, nudging Alistair on his shoulder. “Well then. I’m glad to know that you’ve found your little place in this world. Never suspected you’d amount to much of anything. I mean. Not to be rude.” Deccy smiled, knowing full well that he was being insanely rude. It was just too easy.

#gentlemanalistair #omg sorry he's such a c**t

motherlypiers·:

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Piers chuckled as he heard the Master of Law. Piers shook his head before gesturing down to his hand again. “No, no. I wasn’t asking for a dance. I think these fell out of your pockets, sir,” The nobleman said as he gestured down to the four gold coins in his hand. Piers offered the other a small smile. “But if you would like someone to walk you through how to do a basic dance, I wouldn’t mind. I quite enjoy it myself.” Piers said with a chuckle.

Sir? Declan did like the sound of that. It didn’t take much to stroke his ego. “Right”, Deccy replied simply, grabbing his coins and placing them back in his pockets. “Darling...” he went on, placing one of his hands on the other’s shoulder. “If you want to dance with me, you’ll have to show me a bit more... conviction.” In all honesty, Deccy didn’t mind being asked politely. But he wouldn’t pass up an opportunity to give someone a hard time.

#motherlypiers

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