hi. dunk/lyonel smut, selfless service, be upon ye. Lyonel fantasizes aloud about showing off his lover.
“It's a rather bracing experience, coming to a tourney and knowing I wouldn't be getting my blade wet, not on my own accord anyway, but it is a fine fucking thing watching you do it. It's selfish not to share you, the vision you make straining for me.” Dunk's brows pinched together in clear confusion, charmingly guileless. “Can't everyone see me from up there? Thought that was the point of the tall stands and things.”



















