Wip Wednesday 🎉
I'm on time for once!
Many thank yous to @milla-frenchy @probablyreadinsmut @joelmillerisapunk for tagging me! Love y'all 😊
I have something new cooking for you lovelies. My newest wip is for @happypedrohours Bouquets of Pedro Creativity Challenge ❤️
Free food. That's what ultimately sells you on the idea of attending an important gala with your ex-boyfriend. You're on good terms with Oberyn, having been friends with him before you ever started dating.. if you could even call it that. Your relationship with him had been unconventional to say the least, and far from vanilla. It wasn't uncommon for you to end up in bed with one or two or even three lovers, and you'd watched him with men and women, devouring the sight, joining in when you could no longer hold back. Those were the good old days, before your studies took center stage as you worked ceaselessly towards your goal of a PhD. You couldn't keep up with the wild times and late nights (there were nights when you never went to bed at all) so you amicably ended your relationship with Oberyn, but still saw him from time to time, whether for a all-day fuckfest when you were in the same city, or just a casual dinner at one of your favorite restaurants. "The senator is schmoozing for votes, or some such bullshit," Oberyn says over the Facetime call. "He's up for re-election, so he has to be free of any hint of scandal." "Which is why you need me as your date, so you can attend without anyone knowing you're fucking him." He smiles, teeth sparkling Colgate white. "Precisely. You know me so well, bunny." "I know you inside out," you tease him. "But.. is this relationship really worth it if you have to hide it? You're not one for subtlety, babe." "When you see him you'll understand. He's perfect. A likeness crafted by the gods themselves," he practically fawns, hearts in his eyes. You give a theatrically exasperated sigh. "So.. will there be caviar at this party? I've always wanted to try it." "All the caviar your gorgeous self can handle, and rivers of champagne," Oberyn promises. "Then how can I possibly refuse your request?" You smirk. "I'm happy to be your pretend girlfriend."
I've never officially written for our pansexual prince before, but I'm excited to bring him to life.. along with another Pedro char as the senator.. who I've also never written before. Am I crazy? Quite possibly. But this is a dream that I've had since lunch, and I'm not giving up on it now.
no pressure tagging @slimybeth69 @inept-the-magnificent @itwasntimethatdidit40 @604to647 @sawymredfox @arcanefox207 @almostfoxglove @lotusbxtch @sunshinehaze1
and to anyone who may be an Oberyn girlie (gn), I will do my utmost to write him well and smuttily 🫡











